2 comments/ 48622 views/ 7 favorites Loneliness Ch. 1 By: Croctden Vanessa opened the door at Will's knock. He smiled as much as he ever did and glanced around her room, having never been there before. She wondered why she had invited him. They had known each other since freshman year, and since they were both now seniors that meant as long as she had know anyone at college. They had never been that close, he was too strange and distant for that. She liked him, almost everyone did, but getting to know him was a struggle. He had few close friends, and it seemed that sometimes actively tried to chase others away. They had talked a few times, but that was about it. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend of two years, Justin, but Will was much too strong of a personality to be her type. She needed to be the dominate partner in any relationship and he could never be controlled. He was bizarrely brilliant, humorous, and nice to some, but had a wild streak that would may anyone guy-shy. Still, it had been months since the breakup, and Vanessa was getting lonely. He had a striking look, with deep set dark eyes. "How has your day been?" He shrugged. He never made chit-chat, so if his day was not interesting he would not respond. Sometimes he gave weird answers that had no connection to the question. Either way he rarely talked about himself, preferring to discuss abstract ideas over people's personal lives. While Vanessa struggled over what to say, he seated himself at her desk and put his feet up on her bed. She tried again. "So what do you think of my place? I don't think you have ever been here before." "That is true…" his gaze swept the room, "it is not exactly to my tastes, but it works well together. You have some nice pieces and the feel of the room matches you, which is not as easy to do as most people believe." She sat on her bed. "Thank you. What's your place like?" Will had for the last year and a half lived in a house off campus in the town next door. She did not know anyone who had ever been there. "I have never truly decorated it: I have a few odds and ends, but it is largely barren." He looked around the room once more, "I am afraid I do not have you decorative touch." "It's nothing. I can pop over some time and give you a few pointers." "My home is but a temporary place, I have it as I need now. If I planned to settle there, that would be another story." There was a pause in the conversation. "So why did I receive the pleasure of you invitation?" "I just thought we have known each other for a few years, you are pretty cool, but we never hang out." Will sat stone faced. "I mean I like you, but I don't see you that often, I just thought you could stop by if you wanted." "Okay." He sounded dubious. "Is that so strange? You are a neat guy, I wanted to get closer to you, that is all." She was getting a little flustered. "Are you looking for me to be a replacement for Justin?" He cut to the bone, as he often did. She was a little taken aback. "No, that is not what I was thinking." "I am too different for that. You could never dominate me the way you did him. I would always need to be the one in charge. It is not a knock on you, you are fun and attractive, but our personalities would not mesh. Ironically our problem would be we are both looking for the same thing in a relationship." "No, I understand that. I just thought you could come over…that was all." "I'm not upset, I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. As much as I might want to have you over my knee, I know it will not happen." She blushed at the image. She had had men over her knee before, of course, and wanted Will there too, but to come out and say it embarrassed her. "What? Does that appeal to you?" "Maybe would could trade off…" Just to get him once, it might be worth it to have to go through it too. Maybe he would like it! Maybe he would let her- "No, I do not compromise. When I am involved with someone they are mine, that is the only way I work." Their frank discussion was turning Vanessa on. "You seem a little flushed. How does the thought of being made to submit sound to you?" "No, you are right, I am the same as you." She felt uneasy. "Really? The thought of being bound and helpless does nothing for you? Picture yourself naked and spread on your bed, completely at the mercy of someone else." There was a quality to his voice, his words had a warmth to them. "Their hands running over your body, squeezing and pinching as they please, while you could not do anything about it. Someone handling your tits as you struggle but can't get out of your bonds. Their hands grazing your cunt. Feeling the hands tease you while, you could not stop them. Does that turn you on?" "N-no…I mean…I don't know." She had never even considered the idea before, it was totally anathema to her, but the way Will sounded when he described it was making her insides churn. "What if it was me? What if I was the one enjoying your body while you were powerless to resist? Stroking you, violating you. Playing with your pussy and laughing at your tied up form." She shuddered, not trusting herself to speak. She watched, wrapped in horrid fascination, as he unbuckled his pants. He pulled a thick cock out, he started to run his hand up and down his shaft. She had had men masturbate before her before, but always at her command. This was different, he was masturbating, but he was in charge, and they both knew it. He had such a pretty penis too, Vanessa could not help but want to feel it. "Would you like that? Imagine it is me punishing you for being bad, you cowering in fear at my feet. You feeling the blows as I put you in your place. You crying and promising never to disobey me again. You servicing me at my demand, whenever and wherever I said. How does that sound to you?" "Oh god!!" She had not meant to speak aloud, but she was getting more than a little wet. Part of her wanted to have him force his will on her. He snapped, "come here." Almost against her will she stood before him. "On your knees." She knew what was going to happen, but complied anyway. He pulled her head towards his lap and she offered no resistance. She had given blowjobs before, but always as rewards, never upon demand. She licked the tip and started to kiss the side. She sighed happily to herself. It had been far too long since she had had a dick in any form. And Will's was amazing, proud and full. Well round with a shiny bulbous head it was a majestic. She considered her a connoisseur of men, but she had never seen one that cried out to her more. She started to come back up, but he placed his hand on her neck to stay her. "Sucks my balls." She started, she had never done that before. There was something in his voice that compelled her to accept his mastery though, and she sucked one and then the other into her mouth. He grew a little more, he was larger in the pants than she expected. He was only average height, but she had never seen bigger, and only this type of size on very tall men. What a dick he had! She moved back in and sucked on the tip, running her tongue over it. She moved down until he hit the back of her mouth, taking a little over half of him. She sucked on him for a while until he pulled her off him. He stood up and took her head in both hands. He forced his cock in her mouth and started rocking back and forth, face fucking her. She was not pleasing him anymore so much as serving as a receptacle for his cock. He started forcing himself further into her mouth. She panicked, she had never deep-throated anyone before. She made noise to get his attention, and tried to move, but he held her steady and kept pumping. She knew what he was doing: he would not let her put her fear ahead of his pleasure. She accepted her new role and started trying to take more of him, let him slid his cock down her throat. It took a few painful tries, but she learned what to do and soon he was plunging more of his length into her. When he got all the way in he stopped. "Look at me." Her nose against his pelvis, she looked up into his eyes. He smiled and she felt a chill run down her spine. They both knew he was in command. He started pumping again, using her and ignore her soft protests to his treatment. He started moving faster. "I am going to cum soon, I want to swallow all of it, is that clear?" She was alarmed, she had never let a man cum in her mouth before, or even tasted it, let alone swallow. She had always jerked her boyfriends off at the end, laughing as they shot their loads on their bellies. But she knew her place and nodded. He shot out what seemed to be the biggest load she had ever experienced. Some went right down her throat, but he kept pumping and squirted in her mouth. It tasted awful, made worse by her situation, but she dutifully choked it down to please him. He finished and left it in her mouth, she knew to suck it clean. He pulled out before she was done and wiped himself off on her face, covering her with her own saliva and a bit of his cum. She stayed kneeing submissively as he pulled his pants back up. "Do you have plans for tomorrow?" She shook her head without looking at him. "Good, we will go out to dinner. I will be here for you at 7:00." She nodded, but kept her gaze averted, humiliated. Will left without further comment. Vanessa hurried to the bathroom to wash off her face. She came back to her room and curled up on her bed. She started to cry immediately. What had happened? She had always been the one in charge, how could she let him do that to her? It embarrassed her to admit it, but it had been thrilling to be under his control, unlike anything she had ever felt before. She filled with loathing, but could not help unbuttoning her pants and slipping a few fingers in. She replayed the incident and soon came harder than she ever had before. She lay there recovering, she did not understand how he could have done this to her. The thought of submitting repulsed her, but he had done things for her no one else ever had. ************ Vanessa was pacing while she waited for Will to show up the next night. She had to set the rules down when he walked in the door: last evening was an anomaly, it was against her nature to submit and would not do it again. She flattened her skirt. It would not be easy, but that would have to be the way. She expected he would call it off right then and there, but was prepared for a date in case she got lucky. She wore a long black skirt, a with matching long sleeve top. They were simple, yet elegant, and of quality material. They worked well with her Asian looks and her voluptuous figure and full breasts, courtesy of mixed parenting. There was a knock at the door. She took a breath and opened the door. Will was there, looking dark and mysterious. He was in a simple jacket and tie, earth tones with clean lines, She reflect it was her mood that made him seem so sinister. "Will, I want to…" "Are you wearing panties?" "What?" "Are you wearing panties?" "Yes, of course." "Take them off." Vanessa felt a chill hit her. She had been caught flat-footed, she had not said want she meant to and now he was issuing orders again. She wanted to say no, but looking at his made her feel as thought she should do as she was told. Her stomach rolled at her dilemma. "Now." Blinking back tears of anger at herself for caving she slipped her hands under her skirt and yanked her black bikini panties down over her black boots. He held out his hand and she meekly gave them to him. How was he doing this to her again? "Do you have a bra on?" She nodded. "That too." She tried to turn away, but his look stopped her. Silently she slipped her shirt over her head and took her black bra off, exposing her C breasts. She tried to hide them some, but was terrified to have her nipples hardened under his gaze. She could not even look at him as she gave him her underwear. He tossed her things onto the floor and led her out. Dinner did not turn out to be the problem Vanessa expected. Once she calmed down she was able to forget what she was not wearing. Will took her to a nice, quiet diner a few towns away. He was his normal self at the table, which surprised her. She had always dominated at every moment in the relationship. His style changed the tone of the evening, allowing her to enjoy herself and not worry about what was coming. They talked for a while at their table once their meal had ended. She wondered in if they were going anywhere else. She had usual demanded to be taken to a movie, she enjoyed rubbing her boyfriend's crotch when the lights were down. She would not allow them to move and sometimes made them cum in their pants, embarrassing them horribly and giving her a reason to punish them once they got home. She smiled at the memories. He interrupted her thoughts to give her a present. It was a white flower box with a red bow. There were not flowers inside, but tissue paper. Puzzled, she pulled the top layer off and her heart froze. Her gaze fell on a wooden paddle, a riding crop, and a set of handcuffs. Vanessa knew what this meant, she was going to be spanked. She knew because she had been through many such secessions before, but she had always been spanking her boyfriends. This time she would be the one held helpless, ass vulnerable and exposed. It would be her ass turning red under repeated smacks. Her tears, her begs for mercy. She would be the one to buck and trash about in pain as her ass was assaulted. She would submit, offer her body for the amusement of another. Her whole body tingled in fear. She looked up at Will and saw his face in a tight grin, savoring her distress. She tried to smile back as she put the lid back on the box. She did not want to do this. Everything in her rebelled, it was not right, she was the one who she be in charge. Hadn't she had many a man over her knee and laughed as she smacked their red bottoms? They got up and walked to his car. Surely he would see this was all wrong. He wouldn't make her bend over. No, of course not, he would understand. They would laugh about it and maybe he would bend over for her. Yes! Surely that was it she thought as they drove back to college. He had given her the toys for her to use! She had knelt before him last night and now to be fair he would let her spank him. It was the only thing that made sense. She became turned on think about his ass up over her lap. She would make his cheeks red!! She shifted in her seat as she became wet, already hearing his tearful apology for daring to order her about the night before. She was in a much better temper as they entered the dorm and made their way to her room. He fondled her ass as she got her keys out. That was not the proper attitude she thought, she would add a few more smacks for that. She put his present on her dresser, and spun around as he grabbed her and kissed her. She was a little overwhelmed by the passion of his kiss (he was very good) and took a moment to catch her breath. He fondled her ass a little more. "Strip for me," he commanded. "What?" She was confused, she was the one who should be giving orders. "Strip, I want to see your body." "But…" She suddenly felt a little queasy "What?" His tone was annoyed "I thought, you were…I mean the box, I thought that was for me." "It was." Will did not comprehend what she was driving at. Suddenly his eyes got wide and he laughed a great belly laugh. "Is that what you thought!? I told I would never do that, last night established our roles." Vanessa felt ill, he was going to spank her!! "But I don't do that!" He turned and took the cuffs from the box and led her over to her bed by her hands. She watched silently as he cuffed her to the bed. "I doubt you have ever done what you did last night either, but you were very good at it and it is time for you to learn more." He smiled at her patronizingly and kissed her. She was terrified. It was going to happen. She pictured herself kneeling helplessly before him as he brutally wielded that vicious paddle and brought it down on her poor little heiny. She felt his hands at her waist. Too late she realized what he was doing and her skirt fell to her feet. Completely exposed she embarrassedly closed her legs tight. He pushed her and she fell backwards onto her bed. He peeled her boots off her and rolled her over. She struggled to get to her knees, and jumped out of her skin when she felt hands on her ass. He kneaded and fondled, slowly warming up her whole bottom. She choked in fear. He turned at her sound. "Are you afraid?" She nodded through her tear filled eyes. "Poor girl, but surely you have been involved it this type of play before?" "Yes, but I-I've never been spanked before!" Everything in her told her to get out. "I don't want to-" He cut her off with a kiss. She responded, still unsure. He moved away and brought the paddle. "Kiss it, it has never been used before." Timidly, she leaned down and kissed it cool, smooth surface. It was more erotic than anything she had ever done to her men. He started to run it over her ass, rubbing her while she knelt. He slipped in between her legs and parted her nether lips with its edge. She was already wet from his command of her. He ran it back and forth between and kissed her deeply again. Then he stuck a finger in and tasted her juices. She had the sense of being swept up in a strong tide. "I believe I own you a punishment." "What for?" She had not done anything, maybe she could still get away. "For not stripping for me." Of course, how could she have been so stupid. "Yes." She accepted her fate. "Yes what?" She knew what he wanted, but she couldn't! Her resistance was fleeting though, she knew her place now. "Yes Master." "I don't want you yelling now, is that clear?" She nodded woodenly. It would not do to hurt his ears with her cries, it would be disrespectful to her new Master. She had to take her medicine now. He was a better master than she was, he had proved it by taming her. "Yes Master." He leaned in a kissed her once more, dragging his hand from her neck to her ass. He pushed her head down, thrusting her ass out so it would take the full force of each. She swallowed. She could not see him, but knew he could see her ass proudly raised for him. She was afraid, but she wanted behave well for the first man ever to blister her bottom. SMACK! Vanessa barely manage to keep from screaming. It hurt more than she ever could have guessed, a broad ban of fiery pain on her ass. She struggled to regain her breath.. SMACK! The pain made her recoil, but she hurried to get back up and offer her ass again. If she was destine to be a slave she wanted to be a good one. SMACK! She let a little half sob. She had not meant to, but he had stung a spot he had already hit with that wicked paddle, nothing had ever hurt more. SMACK! She gave a little yelp, she was close to breaking. She sensed him move away and turned and looked. He was picking up her panties from the spot on the floor he had discarded them at the start of the evening. Tears of shame trickled down Vanessa's cheeks. "I'm sorry." He still held the paddle as he kissed her. "You are new to this, you will learn." He took the wadded up panties and shoved them in her mouth. "But we have much farther to go tonight, and we can't have you screaming." Vanessa nodded, humiliated at her failure. She offered her ass again, determined act the proper slave. SMACK! SMACK! She felt the outline of the paddle on her backside in pain from this new blow, but it receded into the general burning that engulfed her ass. She would never be the same again. SMACK! Vanessa had lost count long ago. She had no idea how many spanks Will had visited upon her. It seemed he had been going for hours. She had never tormented Justin this way. SMACK! She was sobbing now, groaning at every blow. She still held her bum up for him, proudly offering herself for his pleasure. Loneliness Ch. 1 SMACK! He gave a low whistle. "Wow, you should see yourself. Your ass has redden delightful. I was not sure how your skin would turn, but it is sight to behold. A beautiful red apple. Allo' what's this?" He put the paddle down on the desk, right by her head. Taking her Polaroid camera off her shelf, he moved in back of her. "Say cheese." She pushed her ass out towards his voice. He chuckled as he put the camera down. Gently he rested hands on her aching posterior. She winced and whinnied at the pain. "I can feel the heat rising off, you must be in agony." He started to kneed her cheeks. She whimpered helplessly. He laughed and gave her a hearty slap. She screamed into her gag. He pulled her panties out of her mouth and stopped her soft sobs with a kiss. She kissed back with passion, she had been mastered, it was his due. He uncuffed her, rubbing her wrists to help circulation. She kissed him again, wanting such a powerful man to enjoy her. His strong control was beginning to turn her on, she had never known a man such as this. He sat her gingerly on his lap, and kissed away her tears. "So how did you find your first experience being the one spanked?" "It was horrible." He laughed, "yes I suppose it was for you, although I enjoyed it." He signaled for her to stand. "I'm sure you did." "Now that you have learned your lesson, why don't you finish stripping for me?" She was surprise to find she was still wearing her shirt and slipped it off. He gestured for her to spin. She did, finding herself getting more and more wet at his obvious power. He stood and ran his hands over her body; pulling on her nipples, stroking her thighs, tracing her lips with his finger tips, teasing her clit and probing her moist warmth. "You have a hot body there Vanessa." "T-thank you Master." She was not used to being handled this way. She did not like the feeling, but his personal force made her weak and submissive. She wanted to make him happy. "Let's see how that picture turned out." He picked up. "Will you look at that, I don't think I have ever seen one as pretty." She almost choked when she saw the picture. She had never seen an ass redder. Here was her unmistakable form, bent over befitting a slave, not the dominate mistress she was. He squeezed a cheek and she shouted and dropped the picture at his feet. "I am glad I have pleased you Master, my ass is yours to do with as you will," she said as she retrieved it. "That is good to hear." He kissed her. As they broke off he pushed on her shoulders. She got the message and sank to her knees. His heavy cock popped out fully erect. She realized he had been turned on by spanking her, the same way she became wet having a man over her knee. The realization made her wetter, his power radiated over her. Still unaccustomed to her roll, she knew to suck his cock benefiting a dominate partner. While she inhaled his cock, taking all, he stripped. He sat on the bed and she stood to mount him. There was always that first touch of a man's cock in a pussy. Vanessa had always previously take her man's erection as a tribute, his offering after a long ordeal. This time she was giving herself for the pleasure of another. She groaned and she lowered herself on his cock, it filled her completely, her juices allowing smooth entry. He attacked her tits, fondling, pinching, tasting as was his right. She became to lose herself to the pleasant warmth of being in his control. She did not even think when he maneuvered her to all fours on the bed. She bucked when he grabbed her hips and plunged into her from behind. She grunted and groaned at being fucked this new way. She had always been on top before now, it was a new sensation- his cock drove deeper into her pussy than any man had been before. His dominance of her made her quake with lust. She fell to the bed, but Will did not stop. She understood, her failings should not deny him his pleasure. He slapped her ass once, making her shout, and drove home. She felt his cock spasm and shoot its jizz inside her. She had felt that before, but always at her command. A wonderful feeling ran trough her body at being a receptacle for this great man. To make such a man happy! She blinked back her tears at her own roll. She was just a little submissive slave, not someone really powerful the way Will was. She was there to please her master. He pulled out and rolled her over, kissing her. His hands fondled her tits, making her nipples pout. "You're a good fuck." "Thank you Master." She felt a little small being handled and told she that way. It galled her to be spoken to this way, men were her toys, not the other way. On the other hand, he knew what he was doing; he had made her tits were incredibly sensitive and her nipples felt as though they were going to explode. That combined with her surprising attraction his aura of strength, flooded her pussy. She unwillingly spread her legs. "What's this? Do you want to give me another round?" Too ashamed to speak, she closed her eyes and nodded. He kissed her, once their tongues met he rammed home in one shot. It stunned her and she had to hang on, wrapping her legs around his waist and grabbing his shoulders. He hammered away at her, knocking her up the mattress with each slam, attacking her tits at the same time. No one had ever used her this way, it hurt her pride to accept it, but he was clearly a greater master. Her pussy did not care, she came almost instantly after he started. His commanding presence got her horny again quickly and she cried as she came hard again when he drilled her one last, deep, hard pound and shot his load. She kept crying, she had allowed herself to be used again. He deserved her body for his dominate abilities, but until yesterday she had had them too. Was he simply that much greater than her? "Clean me off slave." She shuttered in revulsion. She had never tasted herself on another man. She tried to think of a way out of it, but his cock smacked her in the lips. Reluctantly she opened her mouth and he slid in. She was surprised to find her taste mild compared to his, which still made her nauseous, but she soon managed to suck all the taste off. She knew better than to stop sucking until he told her. He rolled onto his back and stretched out, enjoying the leisurely blow job. She worked hard to satisfy him, he had broken her, and she would give him all the pleasure she could. He stroked the back of head and she warmed at this slight sign of affection. He hardened and she worked to take all of him down her throat. He came without warning, his cock twisting and turning as it shot his seed into her mouth. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she swallowed his load. He pulled her off him. "Why are you crying?" She wiped away the wet trails. "I've never submitted before Master, I've always been the dominate partner. I'm ashamed of myself for letting you do this to me." He chuckled, but leaned over to kiss her. "You have done well so far. Don't you want to please me?" It gladdened her to know he approved, which disgusted her when she realized it. "Yes Master, but…" She trailed off. He waited. "I'm not used to it." "Don't worry, you'll grow to learn and love what it is to be my slutslave." Vanessa's blood ran cold at his words. He slapped her thigh playfully at her look. "But for now I have other business to attend to. Send me your schedule and keep yourself free." "Yes Master." Vanessa wanted to vomit once he left. What was happening to her? She had always been tough and independent, the one in charge. Now suddenly she was acting like a weak little girl. She had just been spanked!! Her ass still burned as token to what had never happened to her before. She curled up into a little ball on her bed. She did not cry, but stared out into space. What was she going to do? Loneliness Ch. 2 Vanessa was filled with fear the next day. She had dressed in the least provocative way she could, pants and a plain shirt. She was dreading what he would say. He had not been too forthcoming with his plans either, simply saying he would stop by and they would go out maybe. Will announced himself by pounding on the door. He looked her over once inside. "Are you joking?" "I wasn’t sure how you wanted me to dress." She regretted her insolence now. "How could this possibly be the way to please your Master?" She held back tears. "Please forgive me, Master." "Let me make this clear: when I come for you, you will always dress your best or suffer the consequences." "Yes Master." "I will allow this this once as I do not wish my plans upset, count yourself lucky." He had no idea how relieved she felt. "Your dress is not crucial to my plans. We are having an evening in, I just want to pick up dinner and a video. Come." He was silent in the car as they drove to town. He asked if there was someplace she wanted to try for dinner, but she deferred. He said they would pick up some Chinese on they way back. She kept quiet at the video store, but he insisted on finding something she might enjoy, so she picked an erotic thriller. He kept his words to a minimum, and that gave her a sense of foreboding. Her bottom still hurt from last night, she did not want a repeat performance. Not that the wishes of a slave mattered. It stung her to admit that. He had firm dominance of her will and she was terrified. Her imagination ran wild with all the tortures he could inflict on her as they zipped back to campus. No matter how upsetting the idea of submitting was to her, she knew she would never resist his passions. He was a man in the most primal sense, raw masculinity that demand her submission. She was still thinking these thoughts as she curled up next to Will after dinner. Again he slipped out of his dominate role to become the man she had always known. She was thankfully, it gave her a chance to catch her breath. He slung an arm around her waist, and she put her head on his shoulder. He started gently stroking her leg almost the moment the movie started. He slipped up and cupped her after a while. Tweaking her pouting nipple even through her shirt and bra. She was barely able to follow the movie. "Why don’t you strip down for me?" Vanessa recognized an order when she heard one. She stood and quietly stripped. He patted the seat next to him. She did uncomfortably. He resumed his exploration of her body. She was embarrassed how quickly his skilled manipulations got her juices running, she had no resistance to him. He slid a finger into her snatch and she yelped. He chuckled and wormed it around in her wetness. "You body belies you slave." He brought his finger for a taste. "You have a rather pleasant taste. I can detect the submission in your juice." He brought his hand back down, and then held his finger out to her. "Would you like to try?" He waited. "No? No loss to me." He licked his finger again. "Perhaps you prefer the flavor of domination." He hooked his hand behind her head and dragged her down. She knew what she was supposed to do, even as she wished she was nowhere near here. Men should be made to suffer for this privilege. She opened his fly and pulled out his thick meat. Not this man though, he was meant to be served, not teased. He palmed her ass and slipped a few fingers in between her legs, just brushing her outer lips. She squirmed, partially in embarrassment and started to lick his cock. Slowly she swallowed more of him. He started to pump just the tip of his finger in her. She pushed back to try to get more of him in. He smacked her ass sharply. "Focus on your task." She redoubled her efforts on his cock, blocking out the rest of her body, he was the Master, his pleasure came before all. Using her tongue to trace the shell of his head, she reached in to massage his balls. He smacked her ass again. She ignored the pain as he tanned her hide several more times. She began to deepthroat him. She felt his cock vibrate in her mouth and knew he was close. He was completely cool about it, his countenance betrayed no change, and he spanked her again. Ignoring the growing warmth on her bottom, she pulled her mouth off him and slowly stroked. She looked up at him. "May I have your cum Master?" "Do you think you are worthy of it?" She was not sure how respond, so she spoke from the heart. "No Master, I am just a little slut, but I want to please a real man." "Very well, but do not disappoint me." He gave another hard shot to her ass. She took his rigid cock back into her mouth and sucked away. He came his cock jerking and spewing in her mouth. It tasted horrid, but she happily sucked it down. It killed her to admit it, but she desperately wanted keep him happy. She made sure to slurp out every drop, and clean him thoroughly. She tucked his dick back in and looked up for his approval. "You must learn to not let pain stand in the way of your duties." She was crestfallen. There was so much she had to learn about being a good slave. She knew how to dominate and control, but that did her no good now, save to make her respect Will’s firm control even more. He turned his attention back to the movie, but continued to absentmindedly stroke her ass. This lessened the pain, but kept her warm and served as a reminder who was in charge. His cock began to fill out as the movie ended. "You know my dear, in all the excitement of last night, we forgot to test out one of your presents." Her heart stopped. "Could you get me the crop?" She shivered, but went to extract it from the top closest shelf she had banished it to. He accepted it without a sound, started bending it to loosen it up, and tried a few practice wacks in his hand. He put the tip under her chin and drew her eyes up from the floor to his own. "Have you any experience with a crop?" "I-I’ve used one before, but not one myself." He gently traced down her neck, and ran the crop around the edge of one of her heavy tits. She was helpless as her nipples hardened. He did not miss them and used the crop to tease them more. He gently stroked down, over her churning belly. He tapped her legs and she wordlessly spread them. She wondered at his control as he easily coaxed her swollen lips to open her treasures. She gasped as the tip scrapped her clit. He laughed, "Like that?" He flicked it back over her clit a few times. Standing there as her clit engorged, she thought she was going to lose her mind. He looked so serious as he played her body that despite her fear she wanted Will to fuck her deep and hard. Such a man deserved her body as tribute. She kissed him hard. He kissed her back, she was relieved he was not angry. He split her lips with the length of the crop, and lifted, forcing her to her toes. She grabbed his shoulders. "What would you like Master?" "Where are your cuffs?" "In my closest." "Where you trying to hide them?" "I’m just a little scared of them." "From now on you will keep your toys in your nightstand." "Yes Master." "Get your cuffs." She was feeling ill and she tiptoed back off the crop and went to the closest. Her back to him, she jumped when he started stroking her ass. She handed him the cuffs, but he shook his head. "I want you to cuff yourself to the bed." She nodded and went to do his bidding. "On your back." She took a deep breath and locked her wrists into to place. Defenseless, she looked up to his somber face hovering above her. He stroked her body a little more, and popped the crop into her mouth. She sucked on it and her nipples began to harden, and she started twisting a little on the bed. "I have another gift for you." He pulled out a small white jewelry box, tied with a read bow. He put it on her tummy. The edge of the ribbon tickled. "Would you like me to open it for you?" She nodded. He rested the crop on her thighs and untied the bow. He lifted the lid off and pulled out a ball gag. What he took out next made her blood run cold. It took a moment for her to recognize what the two little pieces of steel: nipple clamps. She looked at his face, he smiled and tears started to run down her face. Then he pulled out his cock and started to stroke it slowly up and down. She was awed by his manhood and despite her fear started to get hot. She opened and closed her legs to try to relieve the heat. When the did not work she squeezed her legs tightly and rubbed them together. He chuckled, "Would you like this?" waving his thick cock towards her. She blushed and looked away, she had never been so turned on. Before she had always laughed at men for their lack of control, now she would do anything to get him to sate her passions. "Don’t be shy, look at me." When she turned back he cock was inches from her face. She gave a little cry as he brushed near her snatch with the crop. Involuntarily she raised her hips. He rested his manhood on her face. She felt a chill run down her spine at the power and strength of his gaze. "What are you thinking slave?" "You’re amazing." "Thank you. What makes you say that?" "You are so powerful, I can’t say no to you. I’ve always been in charge before." He gave a roll of belly laughter. "And to think you thought you could dominate me!" She barely remembered it, it seemed so long ago. "So what do you want now?" "The seed of such a man." She was humiliated to admit the truth. He leaned in to kiss her. He was a fantastic kisser and she sat up as far as she could to keep it going forever. "Why should I allow you to receive it?" "I will do whatever you wish, my body is yours Master." "Very good." He put the crop down on her pussy. He shifted and his balls flopped onto her mouth and she started licking. His searing hands teased her tits, pulling on her nipples. He pulled away shortly and kissed her. He took the crop back. She closed her eyes. "Look at me." She did and he smiled wickedly. "I want you to see a man break a slut." Terror seized her heart. SNAP!! The first blow on her thigh stung, but not as much as the paddle had. SNAP!! SNAP!! A pair on her other leg. Vanessa bit her trembling lower lip. He knew what he was doing, whipping her thighs and tits at a slow place, to make her feel each blow. They burned, but he was not hitting her hard. Her body was red, but there were no welts. His will made her stare into his eyes the whole time, demonstrating that she would take whatever he gave. She felt herself becoming turned on. She struggled uselessly against her restraints, to try to get some type of relief. She had never been helpless before. She had tied men down, to be sure, but whenever she had wanted to get off all she had to do was sit on the face of a willing slave. SNAP!! She hissed as the crop hit her nipple, drawing her attention back to the present. Not that it mattered, she was so turned on that her nipples already hurt, as though they were trying to jump off her tits. He moved above without comment or reaction, a surgeon practicing his craft. She was but a novice next to him, and was in the position she deserved to be. She was sweaty and exhausted, but her cunt throbbed with need. "Lift your hips, offer me your pussy." Without thinking she did. He raised the crop. She realized with horror what he meant to do. She had never done this to a man was the last thought she had as Will’s shot descended. SNAP!! The tip bit right into her clit and she howled. But the pain passed and she sawed her legs back and forth desperate to get off. "Put your cunt back up bitch." She was scared, but did, hunger for any contact overwhelming her fear. SNAP!! He missed her clit this time, but landed square on her snatch, sending her over the edge. She trashed in orgasm, and finally collapsed, totally spent. His lips on hers finally drew her back several minutes later. She went to hug him, but was still cuffed. The crop, and his boxers had disappeared. He dragged his massive cock along her leg and Vanessa parted. He kissed her as she joyously felt his tool plunge in. Used what leverage she had wrapped her legs around him, relishing the sense of being completely filled. His monster sawed slowly in and out of her. She looked up into his eyes, and came at the look of power. "Fuck me Master, oh fuck me." She kissed as deeply as she could from her position and started to kiss down his neck and chest. Normally she would nibble, but not as a slave. He was not so restrained and with a lightning quick move bit one of her nipples. No one had ever done that before and she cried out as he did the same to her other tit. It hurt, but she was too turned on to care. She ground her pussy against his tool and felt his cock spasm inside her, emptying its massive load, which sent her over the edge again. He kept pumping until he was empty, she reveled in her reward: the slave’s reward of a Master’s cum. She whimpered piteously when he withdrew. "What is it slave?" "May I please have the rest?" He smiled at her request and she was glad to have made him happy. She not been looking too, she wanted as much of his seed as she could get. He smacked her face with this slimly member, she licked a splatter that landed on her lips. He held himself just above her face, she daringly snaked her tongue out to taste the tip. He laughed and slid his cock in. She swallowed head and he pumped at a quiet pace, he spurted a little more in her mouth and she opened up to show it to him before she choked it down. It tasted horrific, but she wanted it anyway. He played with her helpless body for a while, stroking and pinching here and there. When he finally took the cuffs of she gave him a big hug and kiss. "Thank you Master." Suddenly worried it was not appropriate, she sank to her knees before him. "I’m surprised you were always the dominate partner, you are such a nature slave." She did not want to hear that, but still said, "thank you, Master." "No my dear, thank you." He patted her head to her delight. "You are coming to like being a slave I think." "Please do not be mad Master, but I prefer being in charge. I would rather be with you though." "Just as well." He surveyed her nude form. Despite herself she felt embarrassed. She was not used to being looked at that way. She felt herself flush, and was glad it would not show since she was Asian. He stretched, "I could use a good massage." He flopped down on her bed and she went to work. He was quiet for an hour while she worked on his body. Once he was eased out he sat up and kissed her. "I’m glad you invited me over the other night." He pulled her into his lap. She felt his cock was firming again. He rolled her over onto her back and guided her hand to his dick. She stroked while they kissed again. Then he got up on the bed, kneeling his heavy tool swung low. Vanessa propped herself and began to suck. He gentled pumped until he was slick with her spit. "Lie down. Now squeeze your tits together." Confused, she did as ordered. He wormed her cock between her able bosom and pumped again. "Lick my head when it comes up." She did, this was the first time she had ever been titfucked. She had heard about it, but it is not something slaves do to their Mistress. Will certainly seemed to be enjoying it. He was getting into it, and she worked to suck his head every chance he got. He came without warning, his cum splashing her tits and face. He pulled her head up to get more of it, and she opened wide to catch it all. One he was done he popped into her mouth to be cleaned. She hungrily sucked him. When he was done he retrieved her camera, "look up and smile." She did so hesitatingly, knowing what slutty picture she would make, her face and tits shiny with his jizz. He snapped the picture and laughed. "Now that is a momento." He started to dress. He picked up the picture before he left. "This is a beauty, but I think I like the other one more. How about you?" She did not recognize the cum covered slave who looked back at her. "I-I don’t know." "Well, we will have many more to take. Make sure you always have film." He left. Her tears started as soon as he left. What the hell had happened to her!? She was not his slave!! Why was she letting him do this to her?! She was terrified that she did not have the power to resist him. She was a diva, not a slut who begged for a man’s cum. She dried her eyes and cleaned herself up with a towel. She took a shower, pampering herself the way a mistress should. She gently fingered herself, remembering past slaves and imagining herself dominating Will. She came, but not nearly as hard as she did when he took her. Her body was betraying her. Drained she slipped on her silk pajamas, which were comfortable, but not revealing, made for a top. She changed her sheets to get his smell out of her bed, and went to bed, she could think of a solution to her problem tomorrow. Loneliness Ch. 3 Vanessa's day did not start out badly the following morning. She was able to do some homework and get her mind off Will. But as the hours trickled down to when she thought he would come around she began lose her focus. He announced his presence with a gentle knock, but her frayed never still made her jump as a frightened child. He seemed entirely normal as he came in, and his kiss calmed her. She decided to take the plunge now. "I need to talk to you." "What is bothering my little pet?" "I can't keeping doing this." "Excuse me?" He chuckled "I'm sorry, but I'm a top. I know-" He cut her off by grabbing her hair and jerking her head back. "Let's makes this clear slut." He gave her face a long lick. "You are my slave. You are a born submissive, get that in your head cunt." He grabbed her tits. "These are mine. YOU are mine. Is that clear?" She struggled a little, she could not believe how powerless she was. And how horny at the rough feel of his hands. "Yes Master." She finally squeaked. He loosened his grip, "very good. I don't want to hear of this again." "You won't Master, I promise." He kissed her and she kissed back to show him who was in charge. He released her. "I can understand it is a hard change from you, but I will not have disobedience from my slave." She was glad she had not dressed down again. She wore a tight black T-shirt, which accentuated her heavy tits, and a gray skirt that met with her black boots at her knees. He walked past her and found the box with the clamps he gave her the evening before on her night stand. "Pull up your shirt." "Mercy Master, I-I'm not ready." He tugged a little on her nipples which harden under his experienced hands despite her terror. "No my dear, you are far overdue, it is time you learned a woman's place." He sounded very calm as he put the clamps on. She whimpered and blinked back tears, she had never experienced pain on her intimates this way before. "Stop your acting, or I'll tighten them up. Now put your shirt down." "What?" "I'm done, lets go. Unless you would rather go out as is." "People will be able to see." "So?" She had never exposed her slaves this way. "They'll know." "I don't mind people knowing I keep a slave." "But-" "This is not open for discussion." She put her shirt down and checked the mirror. They looked to be piercings, but there was no missing them. They bit into her cruelly, made even worse by the way she was turned on. She wanted to die as they walked through the halls and everyone looked at her. It was not as bad at the bar/club they went to for dinner. With the low lighting masses of strangers everywhere she only caught a few people looking at her nipples. One was their waitress. She nearly dropped her pad when Will said "like them?" He chuckled at her panic. "It's quite alright, they were meant to be admired." Vanessa starred at the table. "Pretty aren't they?" The waitress, a thin blonde girl who did not look a day past eighteen, did not seem to cool about either. "Th-they're nice." She tried shrug. "Would you like to see them?" The girl blushed and looked away. "It's quite alright, I'm willing to share." The girl was not able to speak. He put his hand on hers. "Don't be shy. If you can find us a private place I'll let you play with her." The girl jerked and hurried away. "What are you doing?!" She hissed. "Giving the girl a thrill." He tone was conversational, but he was daring her to challenge him. She was yet to get used to not being in charge. The busboy brought their food out and Vanessa was able to settle down. Their waitress returned with the bill. She put it down and without looking up from the floor said so faintly Vanessa barely heard her, "were you serious?" "Sure, I'm game if you are." "Follow me." Vanessa had a sinking feeling, but followed as commanded. She was a little turned on that he was making her be so slutty. The girl led them deep into the back, it was clearly storage, and no one was back there, the lights were not even on. She led them to a closet, but inside was a sofa bed stretched out. There was a blanket on top, but the bare light bulb filled Vanessa with a sense of foreboding. "I know it's not much, but-" "Nonsense, this is wonderful." Will locked the door. "What is your name?" "Cassandra." "Well Cassandra, you have lived up to your end of the deal, I guess Vanessa must live up to mine." He gestured. Vanessa hesitated, but pulled her top up. "Wow." "Yes, I like them too." He pulled on the clamps a little and Vanessa hissed. "Come, feel how soft they are." Vanessa almost died when she felt the small, cold, timid hands gently trace the undersides of her tits. "Don't those clamps hurt?" "I hope so." He twisted on and Vanessa yelped, her poor breasts had never had treatment of this type ever before, her slaves had only been allowed to gently lick them. "If not, I'm going to go get my money back." "Can I taste them?" Will laughed, "with my compliments. Why don't you take that shirt off slave." Vanessa had never done anything with a girl, the idea disgusted her, but she yanked her T-shirt over her head rather than upset him. Cassandra started with a little soft lick, and started kissing around the edges. Vanessa did not enjoy her ministrations but then her eyes locked with Will's. Lust and power flowed out of him and Vanessa became instantly wet. Cassandra sucked on one of her nipples. It took all of Vanessa's will not to jerk away. She nuzzled Vanessa's mounds for a while, the she hugged the new slave and ground her hips into her. "She's beautiful." "Thank you." Vanessa remained quiet as they discussed her attributes. "Would you like to see the rest of her?" "Can I?" Cassandra was excited at her unexpected good fortune. "Of course, just take her skirt off." Probing hands reached around Vanessa's waist and she wanted to die as she heard the zipper and felt her skirt fall to her knees. "No panties?! Bad girl!!" "She is a bad girl isn't she? Maybe you should spank her." SMACK!! Cassandra did not need to be told twice. Vanessa grunted and jumped while Will chortled. "You have the spirit, but not the leverage. Sit down on the bed and take her over your knee. You will love seeing that voluptuous ass jump." The blonde girl blushed, but took the slave by the hand and maneuvered her into position. Vanessa's heart was racing. When she had been in charge she had never involved a stranger. Mistress/slave secessions were intense, one to one affairs. Will was opening her eyes to a new world. It would be Cassandra's hand, but he would be spanking her. SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! Cassandra eagerly interrupted her thoughts. Humiliated Vanessa wriggled to ease the sting. Will chuckled. SMACK!! She looked up to stare in her Master's eyes. He was aroused, relishing his power. His look started to turn her on. SMACK!! She hissed, they were starting to hurt. She had no experience with this and her bum was still sore from Will's paddling two nights before. "Are you having fun yet?" Cassandra giggled, "this is wild." SMACK!! She put more umph into it. "I knew you would like it. And despite her protestations I expect Vanessa does too." "Really?" "Find out for yourself." Vanessa died when Cassandra gently pushed a finger in. The slave could not stop herself from groaning. "The slut's wet!!" Cassandra exclaimed. SMACK!! SMACK!! The two quick spanks made Vanessa buck. SMACK!! She whimpered. Cassandra responded by playing with her snatch more, jerking on her clit and sticking two fingers in, fucking her with them. Seeing her Master smile evilly got her hot and she started moving around pushing back against the invading hand. She was open with juices flowing when the hand was removed. "Not yet." Vanessa quivered she was so hot. "I think you boyfriend's needs should be taken care of first." The slave rose to attend to her Master. "Crawl." Vanessa almost came as his words snapped as though a whip through the room. Naked, humiliated, but so turned on her pussy juices leaked down her legs as she came, she crawled to him on all fours like a dog. She reached up to undo his belt when he just waited. She pulled his pants down and heard Cassandra gasp at seeing his monster. Vanessa did not dawdle, the sooner he was done, the sooner she could get out of here. She started to work her way down his pole. SMACK!! The slave bucked. "What was that!?! That is totally unacceptable!! Get on you feet and offer her your ass." Vanessa struggled to get to her feet. "Go ahead, make her cheeks burn." SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! Cassandra got into her work. The slave ignored the growing hurt in her helpless backside to focus on pleasing her Master lest she displease him again. It was awful enough to be in such a slutty situation, no matter how much her pussy raged. "Stand up slave, our friend should have an easy target." Awkwardly she rose to her feet. SMACK!! He was right, Cassandra could land much sharper blows this way. But Vanessa did not care. She had a real man's cock in her hands and that deserved all her attention. SMACK!! She could not help her jumping at the blows, but she sucked for all she worth, pausing to clean his balls, before working down on him again. SMACK!! SMACK!! Her ass was really tender now, but she had a job to do. She poured her energy into getting Will off, sucking, licking, nibbling, squeezing, massaging, and rubbing him against her face. His poker face was perfect as he looked down at her, but suddenly as she was sucking him back in he came boiling in her mouth. Frantically she swallowed and ran her tongue over his head before concentrating on the butterfly point to maximize his pleasure. SMACK!! She wanted to scream, but kept slurping until he was empty. SMACK!! Vanessa was drained herself and glad they could go now. Will waved Cassandra off and stretched. "AHH! That was wonderful, thank you." He zipped himself back up. "She really is quite talented, but I haven't really given you a chance to find that out for yourself have I?" Cassandra giggled and brushed her hair behind her ear. "I certainly enjoyed myself, I bet my slave here has too. Why don't you check?" Vanessa tried to pretend she was somewhere else as the other girl's hand traced up her leg and invaded her. "She's soaked!!" "I'm sure." He ran his hand down her back and soon two pairs of fingers where probing her as she had to just stand there. SMACK!!!! Will's sharp blow was unexpected and she jumped and yelped. "Slut!" She rubbed her bum as she stayed in the corner. "Poor girl." Cassandra the slave in her arms and kissed her. Vanessa had never kissed a girl and stood there stunned as the warm squishy tongue swept her mouth. The other girl laughed when she came up. "I can taste your cum on her." He laughed too, and she wanted to die. "Perhaps I could sample more of her?" Vanessa's heart stopped. "Of course, it would be rude not to share." He gestured. Cassandra took the slave by the hand and led her over to the sofabed. They sat down next to each other and she pulled her shirt over her head to expose a simple white bra. "Wouldn't you rather have her to that?" "Okay." Cassandra giggled. Vanessa felt as though she was a virgin again. She reached behind the willowy blonde and undid her bra. She reached for her pants. "Not so fast," her Master said, "where are your manners? Why don't you return the favors she gave you?" Vanessa wanted to cry, but she did her duty as slave. She would never defy such a man. She reached for the other girl's tits. They felt odd in her hands, she had only ever touched her own before, this girl's were much smaller, but very pert. The other girl flopped down on her back. Hesitantly she climbed on top and started to kiss down her neck to her chest. Her nipples were very perky. She licked one and it quivered. "Keep going." She worked down to her stomach, and realized what he was going to make her do. It was very unnatural for her, but so was submitting and Will had her broken. She started to unbutton Cassandra's pants and heard a pair of clumps she realized were shoes. She was a slim girl and a natural blonde Vanessa realized as she saw her well-trimmed bush. She had never eaten pussy before, but she had plenty of experience being eaten. All her man-toys had to become experts at it before they would be allowed to do anything other and jerk off in her presence. She blew gently on her slit and was rewarded with a slight whimper. She kissed around her legs and scratched her clit. She knew it was best to slowly bring Cassandra to a boil so her lips would push open on the tiniest pressure. She raked her fingers over Cassandra's ass, causing her lift her hips in passion. She pressed a finger in and kissed the clit. She had never tasted another woman before, she was not as strong as a man. She ran her tongue over her slit, and was rewarded by a gush of the other girl's juices. She stuck her tongue in and started to pump. "Mmm, come over here, let me taste you." Vanessa would rather not, but by now knew she did not dare to say know to Will, or his friend. She shifted to swing her legs over the blonde's face. She hated herself for being so submissive as she sank her snatch down. Cassandra did not hesitate as she parted her lips and quickly struck with her tongue. The slave focused on getting her to cum to get it over with as soon as possible. She felt a hand trace its way down her neck and back to her ass. Her body came alive and her pussy gushed. He pressed a finger in, and Vanessa attacked the pussy before her in a frenzy to keep from screaming. "Oh fuck! Keep that up, she seems to like it." Vanessa blushed at his deep chuckle. "I bet I can do better." Vanessa felt his head graze her snatch as he sawed his length along her without entering. She quivered and felt she was going to die, but he finally poked her. She felt Cassanda's tongue mix in with their coupling. Then she felt something that made her blood freeze. Will parted her still sore cheeks, and traced a finger around the rim of her asshole. She clenched up, but he gave her a smart slap. "Don't disappoint me." She kept eating rather then fail this man. But she was terrified, she had never let anyone do anything to her ass. He kept fucking her and she focused on that and the tongue working her rather then what he was doing to her backdoor. He steadily pressed her finger in and scratched himself through her thin membrane. It was a totally new sensation for Vanessa. She could feel the power exuding from Will. She bit Cassandra's clit and the little girl came. She wallowed in her submissiveness and became incredibly horny, but right as she was about to crash over the wall his cock was suddenly gone. She looked back and saw her Master's cock slid out of Cassandra's mouth. She turned, grabbed Vanessa by her hair, and kissed her deeply. Cassandra forced Will's cum into her surprised mouth, but some leaked down and splattered on their tits as they pressed against each other. Cassandra worked down licking the dropping off her tits and then went all the way down while she just stood there. Will grabbed her head and jerked it back. "Cum for me." He whispered to her. She complied and fainted. The little blonde girl was on her knees cleaning Will off when Vanessa came too. She was surprised to feel a pang of jealously. She stirred and he glanced over at her. "Coming back to us?" Will kissed his finger tips and whipped a few strands of hair from her eyes, it was a loving gesture. He undid her clamps and after the first sting of blood rushing back in they hurt much less. "Can I try those?" They both looked down in surprise. Cassandra gave a little nervous giggle. "Tonight's the night to be wild." "I guess I can allow it. Stand up." The slave watched as he rolled Cassandra's nipples in his hand to get them up and then clamped them. She gasped and her eyes teared up, but she smiled. "Is there any chance I can get some of that beautiful cock?" Will was sitting so he simply lifted the tight blonde package up and set her down on his pole. She groaned at being filled so much, but started bouncing right away. When Cassandra started getting a rhythm going he stood up and dumped her on the sofa bed. She looked up confused. "Get on all fours." She gave a slutty smile, rolled over and put her ass up. She yelled when he speared her and started pumping doggie style. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh fuck!!" Vanessa watched Cassandra get slammed. An idea struck and she got up and circled around behind her new master and started cuddling with him, rubbing her tits into his back. She reached around to cup his balls. He took her other hand and used it to finger the girl he was fucking. "Oh my god!" She started kissing the back of Will's neck. "Fuck that little cunt," she whispered. She squeezed his ass. He tugged on her and brought her down to her knees in front of him. She inhaled her balls and swirled them in her mouth. She worked her way back and ran her tongue over his crack. Gently she wormed in shoving her face into his ass to rim him. She scratched his legs and pushed her tongue in. He went into overdrive forcing Cassandra down on the bed, making her just take his cock. She grunted with each hit. He laughed and slapped her ass. He pinned her down one last time and came. He rolled off her onto his back. Cassandra leaned over and started licking his dick clean, Vanessa joined her. He stretched and relaxed. "Get the rest of my cum slave." Both girls looked at him not comprehending. He patted Cassandra's pussy. She laughed, "shit you two are a nasty couple." Vanessa was disgusted too, but knew it was her ass if she resisted. She dove in without much enthusiasm, but he forced her head all the way. He petted her while she worked, and she dug as deeply as she could into Cassandra's quivering pink flesh. The blonde tossed and turned, mewing as she came. She was getting close again as the Asian girl finishing up. Will was enjoying the view of the brown and pale skin rubbing against each other. He twisted on the clamps and she howled as she came. Vanessa stayed down nuzzling the other girl's legs. Cassandra pulled her up so they could embrace and kiss. All three were spent and stayed down in bed. "Thank you, this has been the best night of my life." "Glad to be of service my dear. You were an inspiration. I hope you have learned to keep an eye out for submissive bitches." They both laughed. Vanessa was thrilled the ordeal was over as she dressed. Will gave the waitress the clamps as a remembrance and they left quickly thereafter. Vanessa was silent as they drove back to campus. She built up all the courage she had left to confront Will at her room. "I've never done that before." "You did well for the first time." Surprisingly her anger melted some at his compliment. "The point is that I didn't like be put in that situation." "Ahh, but I obviously did." "I know that, but-" "What is the first duty of a slave?" She knew the answer and suppressed her emotions to answer, "to please their Master." "Very good. And next to that all else is secondary correct?" "Yes Master." "Very good. I am glad we had this little chat. I will see you tomorrow evening." "If you keep treating me like this, I will end it." He laughed and opened to door to go. "No you won't." Deep in her heart she knew he was right. ************ Vanessa reviewed her speech once more sitting on her bed. She smoothed her skirt out to try to ease some of the enormous tension building inside her. She was relieved to hear her boyfriend knock at the door. Come what may, waiting was worse. "Hello Master," she purred kittenishly and kissed him. "Good evening." His face inscrutable. "Come in." She took him by the hand and sat him on the bed. She curled up at his feet and began stroking his legs. "How are you?" Loneliness Ch. 3 "I am well slave, and yourself?" There was her opening. "I've been thinking a little…a-about us." "Your constant waffling is trying my patience." "Please hear me out." She looked up at him in desperate hope. He jerked his head in a single nod. "I just want to establish some ground rules. I am willing to be a slave, for you, but I am not a natural bottom…" He reached into his coat and she paused to watch him interestedly. He put something down on her nightstand and she choked when she saw what it was. "As I told you when I first came I do not negotiate, my slaves are completely mine." Vanessa listened with half an ear as she looked at the tube of KY jelly. She knew what it was for. She had used it herself on her slaves, but only once each, to lube up her strap-on. It cemented their relationships. She remembered their cries of fear and pain as she invaded them. They were her fondest memories, and she was getting turned on again as she remembered. How could she be the slave?! Last night he had stuck a finger in and now he meant to have all of her. Only total submissives gave up their most sacred spot. He pulled her head and thus her gaze away to kiss her. "I was planning to wait until after dinner, I can tell from your reaction last night that you are a virgin back there, but I think now the time is right. Don't you agree, hmm?" She nodded defeatedly. Would she really let Will have her ass? It would be total surrender to him, no more questions about if she was a slave or not. She flashed back to her past boyfriends. None of them had wanted too, each hewing and hawing as she held firm and cut them off sexually. Most had been crying before she even entered, looking back up at her for mercy. She had pounded all of them, until the small internal dildo had gotten her off. Cowed and shamed, from then on all of her boyfriends had been completely hers. She realized suddenly she was sitting in his lap. He had pulled up her shirt and was massaging her tits through her bra. She had slipped a hand in herself. The memories had turned her on incredibly. "Shall we?" Vanessa looked at him not knowing what to say, but he was not looking for an answer. It was a command. He started to strip her and she helped him a little. Once she was bare the positioned her bending over her dresser, defenseless. She jumped at the first contact from the jelly, it was cold! He chuckled. He used a liberal amount of the slimly substance and started to press in with his finger. To stretch her! she realized. His cock was huge, she had always used a small toy on her men. "Master?" He paused. "I've never hand anything up my bum before, please go slow. And maybe just the head." He kissed her pussy and despite herself she squeaked as her juices rushed and crashed and a thrill shot up her back. "My dear it is time what you learned what it is to be a slave." She slumped over. She should have know what his answer would be, this was a real man she was talking too. She had abused her slaves to relish their cries and now she was going to get hers. He traced her crack with his cock, sawing back and forth over her hole. She trembled and whimpered. It was what he wanted, she realized, to taste her fear the same way he would sample her ass. She tried to relax her asshole, she knew it would hurt less if she did, but how did she do it? It was impossible to think objectively under these circumstances. Then his head brushed gently against her puckered anus and she knew if she let him do it she would be his slave, totally and forever. He pressed and she groaned as he forced his way into her tight hole. She writhed in pain as his mushroom head slipped in her slicked backdoor. With a final push he entered. Vanessa groaned as her ass was violated for the first time in her life. Will stopped momentarily and she tried to clench and clench to stretch herself. It was a totally new sensation for her, her whole body was aware of what was happening to her. She could feel his meat pulse against her hole. She shifted ineffectually to try to make it hurt less. "SMACK!!" He slapped her ass once. She yelped at the sting and was immediately ashamed she did, that was not much, she should have kept her silence. He grabbed her hips and she knew what he was going to do. Pinned, she just stood there as he pressed his whole cock in one deep, slow, steady stroke. It felt as though he was splitting her in half. She cried at the hurt, she could feel his monster all the way inside her. He pulled out just a little and slammed back in. His thickness tore at her ring and she dissolved into sobs, nothing in her life had prepared her for this type of pain. He was raping her ass to savor her pain. She lost track of time, just praying for his assault to end. He was pulling out all the way now, but fucking her hard and fast, making her buck every time his balls slapped against her abused anal ring. She tried to get away, but grabbed her hair and pulled her up. "Where are you going slave? You weren't trying to deny me were you?" "N-no Master!" she said through her tears, "fuck me!" He obliged savagely driving in, making her get up on toes to spare her bruised backdoor. "Yes Master fuck my ass." He grabbed one of her tits and squeezed. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chatted. He was getting close. She had an epiphany and gritted her teeth to get through the hurt as she tensed her ass up to make him cum harder. He growled and threw her down on her bed, her ass hanging over the edge. He drove in all the way and she was rewarded for her efforts by the feel of him jumping inside her. Spent she lay there as he pulled out and smacked his cock on her cheeks. She heard her polaroid click. "Hey baby pulled yourself open, let me see how wide I stretched you." She did not care about the hurt and humiliation, and obliged. "Look back here and give me a smile." She looked over her shoulder to give him a sexy kiss. She heard the click. Will put the camera down and she saw the face of the man who owned her soul. She filled with love and devotion. "Master, I'm yours."