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Masters

By: masterslilgirl



You're driving home to me, your slut. And thinking about me. I have been forgetting that you are my master and not just a boyfriend and you want to remind me who you are. I haven't directly disobeyed you at all in forever, but I have been pushing my luck with the teasing. You come up with a plan and start getting hard thinking about it and your needy little slut waiting at home. You open the door and find me obediently waiting at the door. It makes you smile and you pat my head, telling me to follow you. We go into the living room and you sit in your favorite chair while I kneel before you. You pet my hair and start talking to me and it feels like a normal day. I go to lay my head on your lap but you stop me. 

"Baby slut, I have a problem....." 

My eyes flash to yours, worried and wondering what I need to do to help or if I'm the problem. You smile reassuringly and continue, "My problem is that you seem to forget that I am your master as well as your loving boyfriend." I look at you confused, knowing I obey your every order. "You've been more than obedient, finally," you give me an exasperated look but I see the amusement in your eyes, "but, my love, you have been pushing your luck. I have been overly generous with allowing you to tease me, but it stops now." I give a worried look and you ignore it. "As punishment, you are not to speak at all unless I explicitly ask you something or raise your hand like in kindergarten. Every time you disobey, I will take something away. It may be a physical object or a privilege that I take. I may return the ability to talk and be normal again or not. It will depend on your attitude. Do you understand, sweet slut?" 

"Yes master. I understand." You smile and send me to finish dinner. 

I am cooking dinner and wondering how I am going to remain silent. I remember I was supposed to go out with my friends and I wonder if this new rule applies then. I'm determined to ask you at dinner and decide to test you as well so when you enter the kitchen, I turn to you and then I see your eyes daring me to disobey so soon. This causes me to chicken out and I raise my hand like I was ordered. You say, "Yes, slut?" 

"Master, you had given me permission to have a girls day this week, will the rules apply then, too, sir?" 

You think for a minute and then answer, "No my sweet this rule only applies when you're in this house or with me unless otherwise specified, although if you test me, I may make it full time." I blush and return to cooking. You come up behind me and hold me. "I love you, Kat, but I demand you respect me. If you had tested me, you would have started out with nothing, no privileges, no personal items. I will be fair but testing me is not an option, and I will be the judge of if you're testing me or not" You slap my ass and I serve dinner. We eat in silence because I am the one who usually keeps the conversations going. You're surprised that I've made it this long without slipping. You get up to clean our plates off and I raise my hand. You ignore it, testing me and I put it down as I wash you clean the plates. "Yes, kat?" 

"Master, I would have cleaned the...." 

"Sweetness, I know." I run and hug and kiss you because you don't do that often and you laugh and send me to the bedroom to lay on the bed. 

I wait for you on the bed, eager to play and knowing you're going to test my resolve. You stand at the doorway look at my naked, hairless body and your cock starts to rise. I smile and squirm to entice you. You come over and undress and I moan happily. You smile at how much I love your cock and rub it a little to make it harder. You then climb up and give your cock to me to suck while you secure my hands to the head board. 

I squirm and you thrust deeply. You then pull out and look at my pussy which is dripping. You pull my legs apart and kneel between them before starting to tease me with your tongue. I moan and writhe as you focus on my clit and a finger slips in my ass. I moan happily and you look up. I know I may be in trouble very soon and you keep eating me until I'm about to cum. You stop right before I cum and I whimper and groan. You raise an eyebrow at me but let me cool down. Then you resume and my moans get louder until you stop again. 

After the third time, I whisper, "Please." We both freeze and you slap my pussy. I want to apologize but I see your eyebrow raise and I close my mouth. You smile and resume and then stop again and I groan. You insert your cock in my pussy and tell me I may not cum and start teasing me. You fuck me harder and faster and I struggle, pleading with my eyes. I'm determined not to fail you again. You slow as you near your climax and cum deep inside me. I almost cum from you cumming inside me. You pull out and give me your softening cock to clean and I lovingly clean your cock. You pull your sensitive cock out of my mouth with a light pop and I lean forward wanting more. You chuckle, "My beautiful little cock slut." I blush and watch you. 

You walk to the closet and get my leather collar out. I always wear my permanent collar and love it but I love the leather on my neck. You fasten my collar and kiss me. "You know I need to punish you, love." My eyes tear up as I nod and look away from you. "What is it?" you ask. 

I look at you tears pouring down my face, "M-m-master, I-I-I-Its only b-b-been a couple hours a-a-a-and I al-l-lready let y-y-you d-d-d-d-down." You untie me and take me in your arms and I cry into your chest. You shush me and when I finally stop you wipe my nose and eyes and kiss me gently. I look at you and see only love and instantly feel better. 

"Baby girl, as long as you act like this when you misbehave, you will never let me down." I cuddle into you happy to know that and I barely flinch when you start where you left off. "As always, you'll wear what I pick out and do your chores and obey any orders given and now you won't speak. Also, as punishment for speaking, when I'm around, you will need to ask to do anything that I do not explicitly tell you to do." I nod that I understand and you hold me tight. "I love you, Katie." I look up at you knowing my eyes convey my emotions and you kiss me again. 

I'm determined to be good and so when you deposit me on the bed, I don't move a muscle. I hear you starting a bath and I smile. You pick me up and gently deposit me in the warm, rose scented water. You proceed to wash me and then shave my whole body. You massage my body and ensure I'm relaxed. You kiss my head and order me to relax. I close my eyes and fall asleep in the warm, soothing water. You come back and smile at your sleeping slut. You get me out and dry me off and put me to bed. 

I wake up with you gently stroking my arm. I jump and look at you, afraid I disobeyed by falling asleep. You kiss me. "I could watch you sleep all day." I smile and then you flip me on my back and are on top of me in a second. I look up at you and squirm slightly you look at me and raise an eyebrow. I grin cheekily at you and you pin my hands above my head and growl in my, "Watch it, little girl." I nod, chastised now. You chain my hands above my head and grin down at me. I smile and wiggle playfully. You slap my ass and I stop and you chuckle. I stick my tongue out and you grab it and look at your little slut. "You know, it's behavior like this that got you in trouble in the first place, slut." I nod and you release my tongue and flip me over. You spread my legs and tie them to the corners of the bed and pick up the paddle. 

You start by giving me 20 spanks with your hand and then pick up the paddle and give me 25 spanks, making me count every one. I'm crying by the end and you untie and flip me over again. You look me in the eyes, "I told you I'd know when you were testing me. I won't tolerate it." You retie my legs to the bed and look down at me. "No clothes around the house. You will take any clothes that I allow off in the garage before entering the house." I nod and you pick up a feather. You tease me with the feather and I squirm as much as I can. You tease and torture me mercilessly and watch fascinated as my pussy becomes soaked. You run your finger through my wetness and I almost cum just from the light touch on my pussy. 

You give me your finger to suck on and I hungrily lick it clean. You shove your finger inside of me and swirl it around before licking my juices off of it. I moan and struggle wanting to get free so I can fuck you. You nibble on my ear and pinch my nipples and clit. I arch and struggle more, needing you inside me and begging with my eyes and body, knowing you can see and smell my arousal. You kiss my lips so I won't be bad again and start gently finger fucking me. I struggle even more and you chuckle into my lips. I gently bite your lip, telling you in that that I want you bad. You tease me mercilessly and pull away all together, watching me writhe.

I look at you pleadingly, hoping you'll take pity on your precious pet. You shake your head and turn and walk out of the room. I watch you go almost crying from my need to cum. You want to make sure I remember the rules so you go out with some friends for some beers. I cry myself to sleep needing to cum so badly and needing you to hold me. You return a couple hours later and find your beautiful slut asleep on the bed tearstains still on my face. You kiss me until I wake up and you smooth my hair and look down at me. I look chastened and you kiss me. 

"You need to learn respect, my sweet. You got into trouble for that same reason. I love you so much and you are mine so we will do this until I feel you learned your lesson. I really want this to sink in and I wish I didn't have to do this but I brought some help in." I look at you confused and scared. Your best friend Jason comes in and I silently plead with you. Jason has been your best friend forever. You both explored domination together and, being your best friend, he is just as much my master as you are. He is tougher sometimes and more indulgent sometimes. This time I can tell you have told him what has transpired and he is not happy with me. I shrink into the bed, but also eagerly await his domination of me. 

You both untie me and I kneel before you and kiss your feet then his in a way of greeting and gratitude. You know my love for you but I can tell that Jason is surprised but my display. I have the deepest respect for both of you and I love you both, but I don't think either of you realize it. You both always assume I'm afraid of Jason. "Slut, you will be Jason's for the next couple of days. All the rules still apply and you will respect and obey him as you would me." 

I nod my head and then remember something and raise my hand. Jason lifts my chin and addresses me, "Yes, pet?" 

"Master Jason, Master Alex, we had discussed allowing me to have a girls day and Master Alex agreed to it before I misbehaved. Will that still be allowed or should I cancel it this time, masters?" You both are impressed by my bravery and look at each other. You walk away from me and discuss together. I watch you both and the easy manner in which you talk together. I sigh and smile gently, spacing out and thinking about my life. 

You have walked back now and call me back to reality, "What is it, my slut?" 

I look at you with a slight glazed look in my eyes still and quietly reply, "Master, I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you," I gaze at Jason and back at you "both of you. You both protect me and I trust you both with my life. I always accept your decisions even when I pout." You both smirk, knowing my pouting well because I almost always pout when I disagree with the decision. 

You look at me, "There will be no pouting anymore, slut." I nod and Jason informs me that I may have my girls day but I can only go out for 2 hours and I have a $50 limit. I look at Jason and he grins, "You certainly don't deserve it, though." I can tell he's teasing and a smile breaks across my face and I want to throw my arms around both of you, but the rules don't allow it. 

You bend down to kiss me. "Be a good girl and you may earn a privilege back. I nod and Jason bends down to pick me up and put me in a fireman's hold. I squeal and he playfully spanks me before turning and leaving. I look up and wave goodbye and then we're out the door. 

Jason sets me down when we get to his car. "You will get away with nothing while you are with me and I will be harsh in my punishments, but I will be fair." He feels between my legs and finds me soaked. "What a little slut you are." He smirks and gives me his fingers to clean and then kisses me, still tasting my arousal on my lips. I watch him as he licks his lips and I feel myself get wetter. 

He then opens the car door, orders me in and closes it before walking to his side and getting in. When he gets in, he pushes my legs wide and hands me a sundress to wear for the ride. I quickly put it on as his hand gently rubs my thigh. I watch his get nearer to my pussy and then stop, my pussy soaked now and my arousal now spreading to the seat. He finally shoves his fingers inside me and I whimper in need. He swirls them a couple times and then takes them out and rubs my arousal on my neck, wrists and lips. He smirks, "Just so everyone know what a slut you are." 

He licks any remaining arousal off his fingers and his moan makes my pussy flood. "You are so delicious, pet." I smile, pleased to be doing something right finally. We arrive at the mall and I look at him curiously as he opens the door. He kisses my forehead and then takes my hands and leads me in without another word. We make a stop to an ice cream place and he buys me rocky road ice cream and sets me down on the bench outside a store and goes in. He's barely gone ten minutes when he's beside me again and trying to steal my ice cream playfully. We silently and playfully fight for the ice cream, each taking licks until it's gone and he kisses me. A couple nearby tells us how cute we are. I blush, Jason, always confident, just smiles, thanks them and leads me away. 

"Kat, I'm giving you permission to talk while we're in the mall. The second we leave, no more, but for now, you may." 

I beam up at him, "Thank you Master Jason." 

We laugh and talk as we walk through the mall. Occasionally he'll indulge me and let me go in a store I like. We don't buy anything but his constant teasing and innuendos have me getting even wetter. Finally, we end up outside a lingerie store and it's obvious that this is where Jason was leading us to. We go in and Jason knows the owner and has a quiet conversation and they watch me as I explore the racks, blushing more than I should be. 

Suddenly Jason wraps his arms around me and whispers in my ear, "Are you uncomfortable, slut?" 

I turn in his arms, "No master, Jason, I was imagining what I'd look like in some of these and it aroused me, but also scares me a little." Jason smiles, surprised once more by my honesty. He leads me to the back and I'm frozen in fear and wonder. Behind one of the curtains is the skimpiest underwear and lots of bondage gear and even some live models wearing some. A squeeze of my hand forces me to move further into the room. I sit down on a chair in the middle and look with wonder. Jason is talking to the owner once more and I'm nervous and excited. 

He comes back over to me and leans down to look in my eyes, "Be a good girl and listen to Bob." I nod but give Jason a confused look. He kisses me and walks to the door. I watch him go panicking a little bit. Bob walks to me and strokes my cheek as he sits beside me and turns to look at me. He hands me a shelf bra, lace thong, and 4 inch heels and orders me to put them on. I get up and start to go to the changing room when he stops me and tells me to stand in front of him and change. I blush but do as instructed and strip and then hurriedly put the lingerie and heels on. He makes a spinning motion and I turn for him and when I'm facing him again, he points to a rack and I walk over to it. He ties me to it and paddles me until my ass is glowing and tears are streaming down my face. 

Jason is beside me and releasing me. He looks at Bob, tells him we'll take the lingerie and gives me my dress back. While I'm putting it on, he discusses something with Bob. I sit on the couch and wait like a good girl. I see you looking over at me frequently. I start fidgeting and look down self-consciously. I only look up again when Jason takes my hand. 

"Bob likes you, you know." I look up at that surprised. Jason kisses me and pulls me out the door again, picks up a bag and leads me to the food court. He sits me at a table with all the bags and I'm tempted to look in them, but I know I probably shouldn't so I wait patiently (ok maybe not so patiently) at the table. He returns with two plates of food and I recognize my favorite Chinese dishes and smile shyly before digging in, not realizing how hungry I was. 

Jason chuckles, "I figured I should feed you or Alex would probably punish ME." I choke at the thought of Jason being punished and start laughing. He looks affronted and I try to stop but I can't. When I finally stop laughing he looks at me half amused, half annoyed, "So the thought of me being punished is funny?" 

I look at him seriously, teasingly appraising him and then cheekily reply, "Yes it is." I stick my tongue out at the end and it's Jason's time to laugh. 

When he stops, he leans across and whispers dangerously, "Watch it, girl, or you won't get the present I bought you." That shuts me up and instantly become an angel again. He smiles because he knows that he could never deny me my present anyway but likes that it did the trick. 

Jason roughly pulls my chair closer and while I'm still eating, starts rubbing his hand up my leg. 

We're sitting at a table in a corner and both of us are now facing the corner. His hand travels teasingly higher. I try to ignore it as I eat but soon his hand it on my lace clad pussy and I let out a small whimper. I can practically hear his smile as he slowly starts rubbing me through the panties that Bob gave me. 

He rubs me harder until I'm panting and just before I cum, he stops I'm already so horny and frustrated that before I can stop myself, I whisper, "Bastard" under my breath. 

Jason of course hears and in a second, his hand is tangled in my hair. "What the hell did you just say?" I repeat it as I'm bid, never having seen Jason this angry. He immediately gets up and throws our plates away. I almost protest, but think better of it. 

"Smart move, slut," Jason hisses at me. He obviously saw my move to protest. He grabs our bags and starts for the car. I hurry after him, having to practically run because of his legs being longer and the ridiculous heels I'm wearing. I want to say something but I know that I have probably lost my privilege to speak so I remain silent as I try to keep up. 

When we get to the car, Jason throws the bags in the trunk and looks at me contemplatively. He thinks better of it and points to the passenger seat and I scramble as fast as possible. I watch him pace for a little, trying to calm down and then he grabs his cell phone. "Oh no." I think. I know he's calling you and I know I'm in big trouble. Neither of you tolerate me swearing at you and you both especially hate that word. Jason gets in the car next to me and hands me the phone before zipping out of the parking lot. 

I look at the phone and tentatively say, "Hello, master." 

You growl and I'm truly terrified. "Slut, I can't begin to think of a punishment good enough for this but Jason suggested something and since it was him you offended, I agree. He will keep you for a month and decide everything. You will have control over nothing. You cannot speak, move, or do anything without an explicit order. You will not cum unless expressly told and you will not beg to cum either. You will not see your friends tomorrow and may not see them until the end of the month. You will sleep on the floor with no blanket or pillow. I will decide nothing for this month, so coming to me will do nothing except get you more punishment from Jason and a punishment from me when you come home. Do you understand?" 


Master's Angel Ch. 01



Angel checked her reflection in the mirror for the thousandth time. Master would be there to inspect her soon; He would expect her to be exactly as commanded. Legs and pussy smooth. Makeup flawless, with whore-red lips. Naked and kneeling, waiting for His next command. It had been weeks since she had seen Him as He had been away on business. He had told her when they spoke on the phone this morning that He had a surprise for her this evening. She was nervous and unsure. She suspected that His surprise would terrify her further, but she was determined to please Him. The sound of a car pulling into the drive makes her heart leap then gallop off. She moves to the door to kneel at the ready for Him, trying to breathe through her nerves. Using the key she had given Him when He collared her, He enters the house.

At first, He doesn't say anything, just examines the room as if to make sure she had kept her home neat as He had commanded. His feigned indifference makes Angel begin to quiver like a nervous horse, her breathing quickening and tears pricking her eyes. Finally, He moves to her, placing a hand on her bent head. It was a small gesture, but it unleashed a torrent of emotion in Angel. Before she had consciously even decided to move, she was pressing a kiss to His shoes and rubbing her face against His leg. He allows her display for a moment.

"Stand." He commands sharply. She nearly tips over in her haste to obey, it had been too long. 

"Let me see." He adds, making her fall instantly into inspection position- standing straight, hands behind her head, legs spread wide with her chin up and eyes down. 

"Good girl," He murmurs, feeling her pussy which was smooth but soaked for Him. She had been thorough in making herself ready, but His inspection still made her fearful she would fail to please Him in some way. She was far from skinny, her stomach was not flat, her hips were wide and her breasts were generous. She would never be a size 2, though Master had always insisted He found her beautiful she was still insecure. 

"You've done well, my Angel." He murmurs, patting her ass affectionately. 

"Thank you, Master." She whispers fervently, her nerves spilling over into her voice.

"Are you ready for your surprise, pet?" He asks, roughly shoving two fingers inside her and making her whimper.

"Yes, Master." She keens, trying to stay in position despite the delicious pleasure-pain His rough fingers cause. She was soaked, it shouldn't have hurt at all but she had been permitted no penetrative release for the many weeks Master had been away. 

"I see you've been a good girl, so wet and tight. Do you want me to bend you over and fuck you right here?" He asks, shoving His fingers in roughly again and loving the expression of desperate pleasure on her face. Her mouth opens and closes silently several times before she is able to form any sort of reply.

"Yes please Master....please." she manages, gasping as He thrusts His fingers even harder. He chuckles and removes His fingers, sucking her juices from His fingers. 

"My little slut," He says softly, affectionately, stroking her cheek with tenderness. 

"Put this on." He commands suddenly, withdrawing from her completely and shoving the bag she hadn't noticed in His other hand at her. The sudden lack of His touch sends a rush of tears to sear her eyes. She forces herself to dig out the contents of the bag. 

It was a white lacey teddy that would hug every one of her ample curves with matching white silk stockings. There was even matching fuck-me heels in the bottom of the bag. She put them on as quickly as she was able then resumed inspection position, wobbling slightly on the hooker-heels. 

"You look delicious, Angel, the others will be jealous of your beauty." He commented after He had looked her over thoroughly. Others? She thought with despair....surely Master didn't mean to share her, did He? A fresh rush of tears hit her eyes, a few escaping to roll down her cheeks. They seared her cheeks which were already hot with her shame. 

"Oh, don't cry, little Angel. Would I ever cause you lasting harm?" He asked, fingers rubbing her clit and His hot breath against her ear. She trembled with shame and arousal. 

"N-no Master." She responded, still quivering under His gentle touch. Suddenly, His grip was harsh at her throat. It did not cause true pain; it was merely a warning that He was serious.

"Tonight we are going to the Black & Blu Club. You will be placed on display and you will be on your best behavior or else you will be punished...severely. Do you understand, pet?" He asked, voice deceptively soft. 

"Yes Master." She responded, her submission apparent despite her continued trembling. 

"Put on your coat." He commanded, releasing her.



Master's Angel Ch. 02



The drive to the club took about twenty minutes, but to Angel it passed in seconds. Master had brought her before, but it had been just to observe. She had been afraid even then; the submissive on display that night had misbehaved and earned punishment- which her Master had made a spectacle of for the entire club. She remembered quite well the tears and pleading from the unfortunate submissive. 

Angel shivered at the memory as Master steered her through the door. He produced a membership card from His pocket which the bouncer examined carefully.

"Submissives must wear a collar while on the premises." He said, handing Master's card back. Master smiled.

"Of course, I had nearly forgotten." He said, producing a white, velvet, jeweled collar from a coat pocket. Angel dropped to her knees immediately, Master murmured praise and quickly slipped the collar around her throat. He helped her stand when He finished buckling the collar in place. 

The bouncer opened the curtain for them to slip into the main floor of the club. A pretty club employee scurried forward to take their coats. Angel felt her cheeks flood with color- her only covering now was thin, nearly transparent silk and lace. A well-dressed couple took the stage beginning a duet in lovely, seductive tones as Master led Angel through the main room to a set of spiral stairs in the corner. When they reached the top a man approached Master, a male sub being led on a leash behind Him.

"Your pet's eyes are wandering Luke." The other Master commented, making Angel jump guiltily and return her gaze to her Master. Master chuckled and pulled her to His side.

"You'll have to forgive her; she has been without the benefit of my discipline for several weeks. Right, Angel?" Master asked, squeezing her side warningly. 

"Forgive me, Sir. I meant no disrespect." Angel murmured. The other Master waved a hand dismissively, obviously not overly concerned with protocol. 

"I hear little Angel here will be on display tonight?" the other Master said, His tone questioning. Master nodded, smiling.

"Yes, I believe she will do well." Master said, pride in His voice. Angel flushed, embarrassed but feeling warm from His praise. 

"She is quite lovely, I'm certain she will be a hit." The other Master murmured, eyeing Angel.

"Perhaps I will share her with you one day. Wouldn't you like that Angel?" Master asked, grinning knowingly. She felt a flush of panic, knowing she shouldn't lie but that she also could not insult the other Dom. 

"If it pleases Master." She finally demurred, making both men chuckle. Master made their excuses then and led Angel across the room to a platform. There were wooden stocks on it, clearly this was where she would be restrained and displayed. A bolt of terror made her shudder violently. Master bent to kiss her, slipping His fingers up to touch her pussy. She was still soaked, the fear fueling her need. 

"Such a good little slut." Master murmured affectionately.

"You will be a good girl for me won't you?" He asked, stroking her clit. 

"Yes Master." She panted, wishing He would bend her over and fuck her. With His hands there, she suddenly did not care that they had an audience- she just wanted Him. He took His hands away all too soon and strapped her in the stocks. The device made her bend over and Master commanded that she spread her legs wide and pushed the lace teddy to her waist, insuring she was truly and fully on display. Her pussy just got wetter. 

She felt her face heat with the shame of the position, but pride slowly won when Master murmured how perfect she looked bent over and exposed so vulgarly. Master stepped to the side and a few of the onlookers immediately came over to view her, making comments about her displayed body. Each comment was more graphic than the next.

"Look how wet the little slut is!" a voice observed loudly making tears blur her vision. A few of the more daring spectators obtained permission from Master to touch her and their prodding and groping made her gasp and fight to remain still. 

"Look at that skin! I bet she marks beautifully..." someone said enviously to Master who smiled proudly and assured the man that she did indeed mark well.

"Perhaps you would like to see how well?" Master asked after describing how wonderful her ass looked glowing pink from a spanking. There was a chorus of voices agreeing that yes, they would love to see. A thin wooden switch was obtained and Master turned her so her ass was fully visible. 

"You may cry my sweet, but stay still and no screaming." Master commanded before raising the switch.

"Yes Master," she gasped, already fighting tears brought on by fear. The first stroke made her jump violently and Master reprimanded her harshly. The next stroke fell harder but she managed to stay still and quiet. By the third, her heart was racing wildly. The fourth made her breathing come harshly. The fifth allowed tears to begin making silent tracks down her cheeks. 

It continued on until she was sobbing quietly and evidence of her arousal was starting to run down the inside of her thigh. Master thrust fingers into her pussy harshly, removing them quickly to show the moisture to the crowd. Master handed the switch off to someone and moved to her head. He wiped her tear-streaked face and kissed her lips.

"You did well, my Angel. I'm proud." He whispered to her as the crowd murmured amongst themselves about how beautifully her ass glowed and how wet she had become during the beating. A few more obtained permission and stroked her welted ass, making it difficult for her to remain still. The stroking hands made the welts smart fiercely and she found herself wishing again that Master would take her. She wanted to cum badly.

"Master..."she whimpered softly. He stroked her cheek gently.

"Yes, Angel?" He asked. 

"Please may I cum, Master?" she begged, momentarily forgetting she had an audience. The question earned laughter from the assembled people and Master chuckled too. 

"What a beautiful little pain-slut you have there!" a voice called out, distracting Master who laughed and agreed, moving away from Angel to speak to a few people. Angel was left on display, whimpering with need while He mingled and people continued to comment on her welted ass.

Eventually, Angel drifted off, her world reduced to the throbbing of her ass and the neediness of her pussy. She lost track of how long she was left on display and how many people stroked her sore, rosy ass. She was pulled back to the present only when Master began unhooking her from the stocks.

"You did well, pet." He murmured to her, supporting her as blood rushed to her head making her feel lightheaded briefly. 

"Master?" she questioned softly, still feeling distant from reality. 

"We are going home; can you walk to the car?" He asked gently, stroking her hair lovingly.

"Yes Master." She said, straightening and taking His arm. He led her downstairs to retrieve their coats, and then out into the cool air. The walk to the car was quiet but anticipation for what would happen when they made it home began to grow in Angel's mind. Would He finally fuck her? Would He let her cum? Or would He merely use her body for His own pleasure tonight? She smiled at the thought. She couldn't wait to get home.



Master's Anger



He found himself sitting in his truck across the street from her new apartment. His heart pounds with excitement. They had been talking for months online and she planned to come and see him in two short weeks. His head reeled with the thoughts of why he was here. Once again the naughty little vixen she could be had popped up in one of their discussions and she had left in a huff. She had been told many times to never sign off or hang the phone up on Him. He has had real life submissive before and the online - over the telephone one he now had was different but just as intense and he expected the same level of obedience.

She knew the buttons to push on Him and had done so intentionally and had even gone so far as to stay hid out from him for 3 days. Finally he took time from work and made the 16 hour drive to her home town, her street, her apartment. It was time she put into action all the things they had discussed, beginning with her kneeling and submitting to His punishments.

He sees her now leave the bus at the corner she had described to Him so well. He almost pants with the thought of her soon being bound and gagged at His feet. He checks His "toolbox" - rope - ball gag - duct tape, nipple clamps, flogger, yup all there.

He sees her now better - her long blonde hair as she glides down the street in her heels and short skirt. Her legs encased in pantyhose - a love of which He helped her discover. She opens the door to the apartment in and goes without looking around a single time. Waiting for a full one minute he leaves the truck with the toolbox and approaches her door.

Checking one more time - He laughs as He calls her number from His cell phone. She is still not answering. Sliding up to the nearby payphone he dials her number again - she answers almost immediately, He cannot speak as His heavy southern drawl will give Him away. Anger boiling now He move to the door.

He stands to one side of the door where she cannot see Him well enough to know it is Him for sure. Cop training paying off as He scouts the place. Ringing the door bell He waits.

Her wild eyed look of surprise as His frame fills Her door as she pulls it open was enough to make this trip worth while. But this little vixen has so much to atone for. She backs away almost with terror on her face. "Hello slut," He barks at her. She steps back to make a dash but He is too fast and grasps her arm. "Kneel now, or I will be really angry."

Tears well in her eyes as she knows now the trouble she must be in to have Him drive all this way. God why did she run and hide from Him over nothing? Her silly pride and her silly wanting Him to suffer and miss her had now brought Him all this way to stand there with His face red and anger flashing thru those emerald green eyes.

"I am not telling you again KNEEL NOW! He steps to her. She moans and kneels immediately with enough presence of mind to automatically go to the private kneel He implanted into her after many hours of practice. Legs spread displaying herself hands behind back. He normally requested her to leave her eyes upon Him but she knows better now and casts them down.

"Good girl," He moves behind her and ties her hands tightly in place. "We meet a bit earlier than expected. don't we little katt?"

She gulps and stammers - "yessss, Master... but why?" She looks about in fear of His anger. "I would have still come."

What makes you think I want you to come after this stunt?" Her elbows are pulled tightly together and bound. "Third kneel, whore."

Katt immediately presses her forehead to the ground gasping for air as he binds her ankles together. FFFuck she thinks - I am helpless, as a well... a kitten!

"Lift that ass, bitch." She complies and knows what is next - she has dreamed of this for months. She hears his belt slide from his pants. Fuck she just remembered him speaking of that wide leather belt made from buffalo hide he wore proudly. Thick and functional - not a pretty belt but one that would work for a number of things including punishing a bad girl's ass. She thinks of how muscular his arms looked in pictures but now much more in person and it dawns on her the power those strokes will have. 

"Lift your ass higher." His command is obeyed at once. The first blow lands completely across her ass hard and she feels the hot welt raise itself on her skin. The next two land even harder than the first. Then he lifts her skirt exposing her ass. Fuck she thinks inwardly again - he had her wear pantyhose without panties as assignments and she fucking loved doing that so much it was now her habit.

"Oh lovely ass you have. Much prettier in real life cunt. My, My no panties I see."

She lifts her head - "Yes Master as you like".

"Oh my I have forgotten an important detail."

"Lift you head, and open your mouth," He commands.

"She lifts her head to His command and feels the ball gag pulled tightly into her mouth and behind her teeth silencing her. "There all better." He laughs.

She lowers her head to the floor as the belt impacts her ass yet again and burns as if nothing separated the belt from her skin. The pantyhose clinging to her as a second skin. Sweat erupts on her skin from the starin of the position and the bondage and the very real sexual arousement she feels.

His anger floods from Him as He sees her ass lifted high to Him. He will continue punishing her for some time but a more urgent need has awaken in Him. For months he craved her under him - he carved taking her and quite literally fucking her hard fast and deep. He had heard her cry out from orgasms over the phone and now he would test his instructions on her.

"Cum, you little slut." Her moans and wiggling tells him she had indeed learned to cum on his command! She moans more lifting her ass higher to him fighting the bondage, chewing her gag in her attempts to let Him know the intensity of her orgasm. The belt brushes the back of her pussy. The pantyhose there soaking wet now. He smiles and smacks her there - letting her feel the sting of the belt against her labia. She cums harder now.

"Well I see you had your little orgasm." She looks at Him with anger at her losing herself so. But in truth she loved it more than she could tell even if He took that damned ball gag out. He as her online Master but now he was her Master period in all ways. He conquered her online but she knew now it was more than that - He did own her heart and soul as she said so many times.

Katt feels the knife now as it slits opens her pantyhose exposing her pussy and asshole. God she dreamed of that so often this forceful entry by her Master and only her Master. His hands exploring her now. His fingers finding her pussy and entering it from behind. He buried those wonderful fingers deep into her silky hot smoothness making her gasp and let out a moan through her gag. She closes her eyes and feels the fingers of his other hand penetrate her little pink rosebud - for the first time in years a man has taken her anally in some form. She knows soon that cock she saw on camera would be pushing its way deep into her ass.

"You are wet my little katt!"

"She can only moan and gnash her teeth against the gag.

Moving behind her now she feels his hands on her ass. His large cock pushes against her labia - she knows that his need to relieve himself must be desperate as He forgot all the toys she sees laying so close to her head.

Pushing into her now, her helpless in her enforced submission, she finds great pleasure in the experience. He has assailed her upturned ass cheeks with his belt with those rapid fire smacks that jiggles both cheeks of that plaintively writhing rump. He watched them intently, smiling, seeing the pretty buttocks flinch, and tremble, and redden, and commence to glow and the room was filled with the splats of the resounding smacks.

She realized that during the spanking she had deliberately thrust her bottom up to his flailing belt even when tears began to fill her eyes and threaten to spill down her face. Sigh after sigh pulsed up from her throat punctuated by a grunt each time another smack landed.

Now the man she called her Master was running His hands over those pantyhose covered ass cheeks, the much warmed slopes, caressing the pale skin underneath. He was buried ball deep into her pussy from behind and never before had over 8 inches of cock wound itself deep into her womb. Fuck she was glad he never lied about the length! Her well lubricated pussy takes him deep as he wants to go with some pain but god knows she wants Him there!

He grunts as he thrusts into her hard. Her head bumping into the floor in her helpless state with each forward stroke. Withdrawing from her he commands her into the second kneel. Moving swiftly He moves in front of her and removes the gag.

She stretches her mouth out as he asks "Know what time it is My cunt?"

She smiles but demurely says "No Master."

"Time for one of those blow jobs you promised me."

His pussy slick cock a mere inch from her face she smiles. His hand pulling and twisting her firm breast and nipple as she opens her mouth and slowly engulfs his shaft all the way to His balls. She feels His tremble as she opens her mouth and lets her tongue slide out and under his shaft to lick his balls. Unknown to her, he almost blows into her throat that wet hot sticky cum he plans to plant into her asshole. Silently he lets her lips pull and suck his cock only a few seconds more before his last plan of taking her in the ass is blown away, literally.

Pulling his cock out of that warm sweet face he re-gags her tightly. 

"Third kneel, whore." He spits the words out as she once again goes into that most submissive of kneels He uses on her.

She feels the hard head of his cock at the tiny anal opening pushing into her, he forces that tiny hardly used opening to dilate. Like a vice - it hugs his throbbing member as he embeds it deep into her ass. He wiggles his body back and forth to plant himself deeper into her and she moans and jerks in the throes of pleasure. "Fuck baby," he grunts with the exertion " You are tight." He groans with the pleasure her ass is now giving him. All his well laid plans to punish her forgotten for the time being - only the desire to cum into her tight warm ass on His mind as His lust for her takes over.

Lust like a flaming fire consumes them both now as they finally consummate their relationship. They become passionate creatures now with the only thought of fulfilling months of passion, lust and love.

She trembles as the pressure He exerts mounts and she concentrates all of herself into relaxing and taking His huge piston of a cock into her. Steadily relentlessly he pushes into her anal sphincter until it become's a thing amber ring squeezing his big goring cock. He remains slow and gentle with her. He knows the slowly gliding advance of his prick into her tiny channel, even if it was hurting some, was erotic to her.

He begins to withdraw his cock now. Her bound hands comes up to squeeze his thigh as best she can, he pauses then withdraws some more. Then he pushes back into her, he does not cease again until he is buried to his balls, His scrotum wedged against the soft bulge of her vulva.

"I own you Katt." He almost whispers. His voice horase wiht excitment.

She grunts.

"I own all of you Katt."

She screams into the gag - "YES!" "All of me!"

He begins to hunch hard and fast, spearing her up the backside. Claiming her, all of her, now as his own. His dick drubbing the inner walls of her asshole within the luscious, perfectly halved sphere of her ass.

Fuck - she moves too, The bound gagged and kneeling woman begins to meet his thrusts into her rectum with all the backward force she can muster, Her ass cheeks slaps against his loins; his long cock stuffed into her depths. Hot rippling waves shoot thru her belly, she tightens down on that big log of rock hard flesh impaling the tightness of her grasping anus.

She feels Him remove the gag. "Say it." He commands.

"I love you Master," she cries as the orgasm rips thru her.

"Oh god - fuck it Master," She groans out fiercely, pillowing her face against the floor and pushing backwards,. "Oh fuck yes, fuck it, fuck me!" "I am so very sorry Master but oh god just fuck me!"

And he does. At a loss for words the intensity of this too great. His wonderful submissive now more than a cyber relationship - more than the phone lines. Her ass impaled by his dick and many more treats in store for her as unknown to her he has taken a LONG leave of absence to be here with her! 

He fucks her hard and even faster filling the air with the sucking sounds of his heavy organ slicing in and out of that expanding tube of cock hugging flesh. He stiffens and the head of his cock swells to almost bursting. Hanging on tightly to her hips he strains forward and fills her bowels with gushing sperm. Stated He lays against her she supports His weight as she always knew she would and waits His next desire. She is where she wants to be - safe with Him - in His bondage - in His control. His woman, His submissive - His Katt.



Master's Anger Ch. 02



As He looks down on her kneeling form He smiles to himself. She of course does not know as the is not only bound and gagged but blindfolded. She had disobeyed Him and he allowed His lust for her earlier drive Him into a frenzy and He took her hard before He had completed His punishments. Now that he had spent some of that energy on her tight asshole He will complete her punishments.

He knew she was a bouncy woman. Always bouncing from one thing to another - a ball of energy. On the phone He had to redirect her several times to keep her mind on the subject. But she had managed to learn to cum on His command. The pleasure of hearing her lose herself over the phone lines was almost to much to bear.

Her hands are bound behind her back side by side. These are tied to a crotch rope he made sure was knotted right over her clit and pussy opening, running up through the crack of her ass to her hands. Her elbows are almost pulled together in the back and this is secured to a breast harness. Her knees are bound tightly together above and below them and her ankles bound tightly side by side. A neck rope is tied to the top knee ropes and pulled fixing her into the kneeling position. Secure His little katt is not bouncing anywhere. She had once proclaimed being bound where she could not move would be the worse punishment she could think of. And now she was. The ball gag was cinched in tightly and buckled behind her head then the blindfold added. To add to her punishment she was inserted with a remote vibrator in her pussy and asshole. He would run them from time to time but only for a few seconds. He could hear her muffled screams and the grunts of her testing the bonds. For 30 minutes now she has been in this position.

The crop impacts the exposed ass cheek. She jerks and moans. Punishing her had to be inventive as she so loves to be spanked. It smacks each cheek 4 times raising red welts. She grunts each time, squealing into her gag. He does not have to hear her orgasm he cam smell her. Turning on the vibrators full blast the buzz away inside her as he crops her now harder. The sounds of the leather "paddle" of the crop resounding in the room.

"So My little bitch, did you even begin to think I was going to put up with your ways any longer?" Master snarls.

Katt remembering the command to always answer master no matter what and no matter what gag she may be wearing tried to make her speech understandable. "phhh naaaaooooo Maasser."

"What's that little cunt?" I don't believe I understood you." The laughter in His voice no comfort at all to her.

She feels the ball-gag unbuckled and removed. She moans and is embarrassed as the dammed up drool splashes to the floor. She exercises her jaw. She wants to beg for release to show her sorrow for having made Him angry and for being the old untamed katt she should have left behind. She strains against the ropes and finds that no amount of her movements has loosened the knots one single iota.

"Master, my One, this girl is sorry for her actions." She prays this will bring the release from the strained position at least. And damn would he please turn off those vibrators so she could think?

"Well My little katt, I know you are sorry now but not near as sorry as you will be over the next couple of weeks."

She lifts her head at those words. "Master?" She looks confused as He knows her job just started and she has to work now.

"Oh don't worry baby. I called your boss told her you won't be back and I have also taken the liberty of notifying your Mom - what a kind woman she is. That you and I are taking that vacation together we spoke of."

Katt's gasp of surprise brings more laughter from Master. Moving to her line of sight he looks down at her. "Yes we are going to travel,. I am not liking this area, I prefer my nice quiet cabin in the Ozarks. So we are moving there is a couple of days."

Katt moans and almost complains but hell to be honest this is what she has been wanting for a long time.

He moves to her to release the ankles and knees allowing her to sit flat on her ass. He leaves her bound otherwise and ungagged offering her a drink of water. She takes the straw and sips until the thirst is slacked.

"Master?' She looks at him with imploring eyes.

"Yes little one?" 

Smiling she looks down and whispers "Your katt needs to be fucked hard!"

Master smiling down at her had that very thing in mind. Pushing the gag back into her mouth, He lifts her and places her on her feet. Taking her by the elbow she is led to the bedroom and made to kneel. She is glad all she is allowed to wear is her stockings. Allowing Master easy access to any hole he chooses.

Untying her hands and elbows now He commands her to the bed. Her hands are tied together and then pulled over her head and tied to the railing. Her gagged removed she is kissed hard - passionately His tongue crushing hers as he pinches and pulls on her nipples. Fuck yes, just as she had hoped he was going to fuck her without mercy.

His hands are powerful as they pinch and probe her. Lowering his head he sucks in her left nipple hard, suckling it. His teeth nipping it now and lifting her nipple up and away from her body lifting the breast. His fingers embedding themselves into her cunt fucking her slowly, not His dick, but she knows that is coming soon. She moans as he uses his hands and teeth to great effect on her. She gasps as he runs his tongue along the crease of her thigh. She thinks. "Gawd that fucker pulls out no stops."

He bites her inner thigh before plunging his tongue deep into her pussy licking her from back to front, the tongue sliding out to play with her clit. Little light flicks over it. She moans and cums instantly when he moans the word into her pussy and he bites and licks the labia. His finger go deeply into her fucking her as his tongue licks and tastes her inner pussy walls. He drenches His face with her juices unable to stop herself as waves of pleasure overtake her. He come out of the deep relaxation when the gag is pushed back into her mouth and buckled.

Moving to her ankles he ties each one out until she is spread wide. Smiling at her he lifts the crop He has stashed. Swishing it back and forth He eyes her pussy. Groaning she begins to sweat. They had talked about this before on the phone and in chat but now it was obvious she was going to receive a pussy spanking. The first smack was not to hard but it stung. Before she could blink them away tears forms in her eyes and the second blow impacts harder. She hears the wet juicy impact of the crop on her cunt still dripping the juice she so willingly squirted into her Master's face. She sucks in her breath but the next four smacks come in such rapid fashion she cannot help but let all she took in out with a whoosh around the ball in her mouth. Fuck this stings like fire but she has never been more aroused. She looks at her master and sees the fierce intensity in his green eyes. Fuck those eyes she almost cums too all the time. The intensity in them now only drives her deeper into her building orgasm. Suddenly He stops the spanking.

The crop being held close to her face "See what you did cunt? It is all fucking wet!" She tries to speak through the gag - "MMMassser pluuze fucckameeeeeee!" Smiling He looks her up and down, her body moving on its own almost against her will. Writhing desperately needing her Master inside her.

He ungags her once again and tosses the ball gag to the nightstand. "Oh God ... Damn God help me.. I love you Master." She cannot help her outcry.

"I know that katt." He smiles at her taking his clothes off at last. She sees Him totally naked for the first time. The cock she has seen on the camera now there before her again. She sighs - happy that at least he did not lie about its length! He moves over her she is helpless, she wants to touch Him. Wants to devour that long cock, taste its pre-cum, feel its length go down her throat. She promised Him so many blow jobs and now wants to pay that vow. But she cannot as He looms over her bound form but at least they can kiss if He desires it.

His cock, swollen, stiff and heavily veined, slowly pushed into her, making her cunt stretch all around it. She smiles loving that forcible stretching of her warm fleshly vault. The stuffed feeling has her moving in an ecstatic agony, she purrs loudly in the hot heavy sensation of ecstasy. He moves into her slowly - inch by agonizing inch. She has never been entered so damned slowly! Fuck - just how long can one man take to get a cock into a woman? But she feels that sensation of stretching go on and falls back into it. Fuck damn Him and His ways of driving her goddamned insane! She growls and spits at Him like her namesake - knowing she will pay later but fuck this was torture. He bites her neck hard and she returns the bite to Him. Each loving the feel of their teeth sinking into their flesh.

He suddenly pulls back and drives forth with His hips burying Himself hard balls deep into her wet hot cunt. She groans with the thrust. He looks into her eyes and sees the strained, concentrating expression on her face an he feels her efforts to fuck him in return. She is exerting the strength of her inner pussy muscles around his fevered prick, clenching the slick membranes tenaciously all around there swollen shaft. Smiling at Him with love she bears down and is silently satisfied with his involuntary groan of ecstasy. He may be the Master but she knows how to fuck Him and get what they both want from this meeting of flesh.

Gasping loudly, His lips pulled back over His teeth, His brain and body quivering with hunger and sexual excitement for His katt. She is His and much and He is hers! His cock responds to her squeezing efforts and new constriction by surging so strongly inside her she blinks. She felt that strong jerk of His broad wedge deep inside her belly. A squeal of delight escapes her lips and along drawn out purr. Finally her Master is fucking His little katt. His dick buried deep into her. Fuck she can no more deny this pleasure than she can breathing. She moves her hips as much as the bonds will allow her and fucks her Master as hard as He fucks her.

Panting, weaving and pumping her thighs, her damp shuddering thighs, she jerks and finds MAster has knowingly tied her where a strong pull will bring her ankles out of the ropes. Her hands she cannot free but dammit she used her feet to try and climb the backs of his legs. She will use whatever freedom she has to love and fuck this man!

His hands come up to plucked at her nipple. Pinching lightly pulling he massages and plays with those sensitive buds. She so loves this "raped" feeling His cock is giving her, and she squeezes it with all her might in an intimately engulfed embrace.

She tosses her head back and forth, Her long dark blonde hair moving with her. "Oh please, Master, I need it so, please I beg you give it to me - give - it - to me!" She accompanied each of those last words with an upward surge of her hips; her feet slid down now planted firmly on the bed.

Give it to her He does! He fucks her now in raging passion, with hard driving blows. His big cock dipping intimately, repeatedly, authoritatively into the fleshly folds of her red hot interior.

Their body smacks together with sharp slapping sounds and she grunts with each impact. But that does not stop her from the constant darting of her hips to impale her own dripping wet cunt.

"Oh god, master, she purrs," Yes hard fuck me like that. use your katt, love me later , but please oh God! Fuci me NOW!"

Their driving bodies become slick, shiny with sweat. She moans, she groans, she murmurs her love and desire and need. passionate gasps erupt form both of their lips their throats growing hoarse, His thick lance sunk to its full length between the bright pink lips with every deep-driving stroke.

Reaching for her legs, he hoists them so her ankles slides along her shoulders and her straining body is doubled more and more upon itself as his face is lowered closer and closer to hers. She gasps and grins lasciviously up at Him, loving the new depths he is exploring inside her, with her vagina turned almost straight up to become a long narrow tunnel.

He crams it into her in and out, trying to force its full extent through her vaginal tunnel and ram its fat sensitive head up her cervix. The panting, sweating man rides her hard, thinking now only of dropping the full contents of Hid ball pouch into her hot depths.

She enjoys Him and He enjoys her. She is receiving what she has needed for so long. A master in tune with her needs and takes what He needs in return. Fuck she orgasms harder now than ever before. She cannot help herself. She moans her sorrow at not waiting, but she realizes he is fucking harder faster now and she rides out her orgasm with his cock pounding her slamming pussy walls.

He suddenly jerks and groans. She feels the head of his cock swell even larger, she knows now that means he will shortly erupt into her that hot wet sticky cum she so desperately wants to taste. His semen comes tearing out of Him. stinging a little on the force of its expulsion from His body into hers.

He lays his weight on her and she loves the feel of His 215 pounds bearing down on her. His cock spasms and milks itself in her for a long while, He pumped his seminal fluids into her deeply. He kisses her tenderly and bites the lower lip.

Looking deeply into her eyes, her desire and love for Him seen there. He kisses her with passion now making her cum a bit around his slowly softening cock. His emerald eyes bearing into her. Her unseal colored eyes so expressive. hazel green with olive bands and colors almost flashing the surface. they give her away , the love and devotion she has in this man. He has told her online and on the phone so many times He loves her but she has yet to hear it spoken here. She desires it to here it in person. She searches the depth of His eyes. The ones she has seen flash in anger chilling her to the bone. He looks at her tenderly now.

"I love you Master, You own me heart ,body and soul." She smiles hopefully at His response.

He looks at her, "I know, I expect no less, Katt."

Smiling he lowers his head to lay on her. She looks down, sadly. his hands move to untie her, she automatically grips him and holds Him close. Never wanting His weight off her, even if He never says those words.

Her eyes close in rest and she loves being here safe in his embrace. She smiles as softly the words. "I love you too" is whispered in her ear. She turns her head but Master's soft snore tell her that His long trip and her two sessions have tapped His energy for now, but contentment floods her as she too drifts off with Master awaiting His pleasure when they awake. 



Master's Anger Ch. 03



Katt was more than a little worried. Master has been so nice the last three days. She had packed and prepared for her trip south and He had helped. She took the time to show Him around her hometown and He liked it. They found a coffee shop that make coffee strong enough for Him and boy, did He like it strong. Their lovemaking had been passionate and His touch tender. He took all the time to touch and explore her body; she swore there was not a single inch He had not probed, pinched, rubbed. licked. nibbled or outright bitten! Katt loved the way He made sure she felt every inch of His over 8 inch cock as it ran in and out of her tight pussy. What had her worried was she knew He was not near through punishing her! The wait for the next shoe to drop was what had her trying to grow eyes in the back of her head!

As she packed the new toys they picked out at the local "toy" store she heard His commanding voice in the southern drawl that made her wet every time she heard it. "Katt come in here now!" Fuck that NOW! Almost made her cum right then and there.

As katt approached her master she lithely went to her knees. Arms behind her back sitting on her heels eyes looking toward Him. She had that kneel down pat! "How may I serve you Master?' katt smiled.

"Open wide, slut", Master barked at her.

Obediently without hesitation she opened her mouth to have a ring gag thrust into it and pushed behind her teeth. Fuck He bought that yesterday! The gag opened her mouth fully but left it available for whatever he devised. Grabbing her long blonde hair (God she loved this!) He forced her to kneel over the solid oak coffee table He bought her at a yard sell earlier. She knows now why he wanted it so badly! Face down he bound her arms behind her, her hand touching the opposite elbow he tied them securely then to a loop around her neck that way he secured them where she could not lower them at all! Swiftly He locked her ankles into a spreader bar then her knees to the solid legs of the table. She was helpless and her mouth wedged open! The blindfold was next depriving her of this sense as well. Wiggling she knew her helpless state.

"Hummm I love a helpless katt." His laugh told her that the fun was just beginning. The crop impacting her ass told her even more. Once, twice four times it lashed out to impact the delicate white flesh of her upturned ass. She flinched as her ass took the crop's impact 4 more times in rapid succession, reddening her soft skin. The burn continued as the hard stinging crop raised long angry welts on her. Finally she let out a long moan that was half anguish half ecstasy.

"What have we here, a little slut that loves her spankings?"

Drool pooled out onto the tabletop as she tried to answer her Master knowing His command was just that. No matter if you are gagged or not ALWAYS answer Him. "Yggares saaarg haut ummeeee!"

Wiggling trying to relieve her knees she feels her Master rub that ice over her hot burning skin then let out an EEEEEP as the ice is pushed deep into her asshole! Damn she should hate that but doesn't and hopes he has more planned for that area. 

Bending down behind her Master , He breathes and blows warm air across her vulva. His tongue flicks out to lightly touch over her freshly shaved vulva and luscious-steaming cunt! Katt screams and bucks and collapses onto the table her asshole cold her pussy hot! Master pulls her legs apart a bit more and His tongue lightly runs itself over the pink rosebud of her asshole before licking it fully. Unable to help her self she screams with the sudden feeling of that little action. They had talked of this online but oh god and now here it is, Him doing it to her for the first time. Unable to move or even beg for more of His tongue she relaxes as He expertly and deftly tongues her tight bunghole. Then He pulls away and she feels His tongue dart into her pussy where it meets the dewy fluid that flows out almost drenching his face. Unable to stop herself she cums without waiting for His command willing to take whatever consequence this action causes! She moans and jerks and cried out over the ring gag. Shivering to her very core as He turns her slippery inner organs into an inferno of burning membranes. Fuck her! Master could make her do anything He wanted! His tongue laps and thrusts in and out of her pussy as she gives Him more and more of her juices.

Giving way to her strong emotions that churns inside her and flows deeply through her belly, she surges her humid juicy slit against His face and tries to clamp her spreads legs and thighs on His head but to no avail!

Her thighs flex turbulently, muscles tensing as He tongues her hot, slippery rift. Now and again He tongue the tip of the ultra sensitive little organ whose head emerged just at the apex of her cleft, and each time her entire body would jerk and she would clench her bound hands. She hunches as well as her ropes will allow trying to guide her red gash more into His face.

Master takes the time to tongue and suck her flowing, twitching opening until His mouth and jaws ached. He spent long minutes tongue flicking her clitoris. She cries out with ecstasy and jerks and twitches helplessly. Her face is flesh with her spending lusts.

Once again her vagina contracts chaotically again and again. His tongue probes the length of its rosy lips up and down, again and again. Her clenching cunt spasms more, Master tastes the slippery salty secretions and commands her to release more. She tries to grab His head but she cannot reach that far. She cries out in her desire to touch her Master, the One that is showing her so much attention! She tries to beg Him to stop thru the gag, to put it in to fuck her. He does not! He makes her moan and gasp anew by extending two fingers and watching the soft labia fold in, resisting without avail as He pushes His thick fingers into her, deep inside her as they will go!

"Arr-gggh" she manages to throat out. FUCK why won't He fuck me!

His fingers jammed deep. With swift stokes, he whips them in and out, fucking her with joined fingers that he parts each time He has them well within that spasming well of sensation. Another orgasm flows through her as she groans as though in pain. Fuck he can spank me all day long she thinks but I am fucking cumming anyway!

Whipping out His fingers so suddenly as to wrench from her a gagging throaty response, He moves behind her with the speed of a young man seeing his first naked woman! He has enjoyed all that He has done to her and her responses, now it is time to feel her with His most sensitive body member!.

His voice almost growling with lust, "You want my cock slut?"

Katt almost screams in frustration as she garbles the answer "OH GAWD YES!!!"

Master tries not to let her know He is eager to be inside her. Smacking her red ass. "I can't hear you slut" He snarls.

Taking her time she manage to make herself understandable as she cried "FUCK ME MASTER!"

Her long manipulated vaginal opening is hanging open, like a hungry mouth. Wanting to be filled with that rock hard cock. Cramming His dick between the wide-parted lobes to vent his passion in her depths, he groans and thrusts into her. Her bound knees wide, her ankles held wider she is helpless to stop his first deep hard thrust and to feel His ball sack slap against her! She sighs happily as her thick spongy lips grip His big cock and feels Him take her like she loves! Hard deep and fast! He begins to pump her, streaking in and out of that hot slippery furrow.

She moves as much and the bindings will allow her. Her clinging lips of elastic grips His flesh and pushes against His hard probing bone. She tires to absorb Him in her eagerly clutching vagina. Pushing her well spanked ass into Him trying to gain more depth to His thrusts. Her hips grinding wantonly. His hand finds her clit to rub and pinch it as waves of ecstasy crash over her. Her stuffed cunt twitching and squeezing, seeking to suck out His semen. This horny submissive woman's body is racked with uncontrolled spasms as the full force of His pounding prick drives again and again into her wet throbbing slit.

The fervidly, glorious erotic feel of His voluptuously proportioned submissive bound and gagged under Him, trying her best to move and fuck Him in return spurs and fires Him even more. He plunges His ripely swollen prick deep, again and again, feeding the scorching needs of her ravening cunt. Her thrusting back with furious jerks of her pelvis and the sensation of lust clutches her more and more intensely.

Grabbing her waist length blonde hair hH pulls back her head and demands she not cum again without permission causing her to hold back that river juice she feels about to explode into her cunt. She can hardly remember the hours they had worked on her orgasm control until she could literally cum at His command, which He even made her do when at dinner with her mom one night! Luckily she was able to duck into a bathroom stall!

Rocking back and forth on His knees. He slaps her inner flesh with the pulsating weight and fiery flesh of His cock with each hard stab, He fucks her almost viciously. Beneath him the crooning blonde submissive, He so fucking owns, squirms and murmurs rapturously along. She pumps her hips in a sensual daze and His hard long cock glides in and out the slippery avenue of her vagina to complete carnal fulfillment. 

Leaning against her perspiring flesh Her master relaxes for a few moments on top of her, prolonging the session, soaking His fervid meat-staff in her, enfolding her warm softness against His chest. Her bound hands finding and pinching his chest muscles and hair - anything to touch Him!

She grows impatient, seeking relief of the new sexual tension boiling inside her. To show Him her need she tightens up her strong vaginal muscles and squeezes, until He shudders at all the sweet pressure she exerts around His deep sunk cock. Again He lifts Himself above her holding Himself up on His palms, He pulls out his long fleshly staff and slams into her again.

Her tits smashed against the table, she wants them to be pinched and pulled so badly. She moans wildly into the gag and sighs in relief when she feels it loosened and removed. She sighs out "thank you Master." then she gulps taking her chances, "Master please one request?"

Grunting master responds ":Yes, what is it katt?"

"Fuck me! Ram me! make me fucking hurt!"

Placing His hands on her ass He does! The blood pounding in His temples He gives to her all He has! With ramming sexuality in a reckless invasion of the farthest precincts of her silken lined vagina. Grinding and slamming, He pummels and punctures her, making her groan, her teeth biting her bottom lip until it swells, her face lost in a mask of ecstasy her entire body jarring with His charging hips.

Moaning he decides instantly well to leave His mark of semen in her. Suddenly he removes His blood engorged cock from her pussy. Taking the pulsing cock He pushes it firmly against her tight asshole and then breaking through the straining muscles He buries himself 8 and one half inches deep into her anal canal! Screaming in pain and loving the feel of her Master forcing Himself in there, katt begs for the release only an orgasm will give her! "Master - please I beg you let this girl cum!"

Her response is a grunted command of "Cum!" That word is all it takes for her to completely lose herself in the orgasm that takes her almost out of body in its intensity. Her eyes almost rolling back in her head she goes limp and is barely aware of the hot spurts of white liquid pumping into her ass canal. The sticky hot cum of her Master marking her and claiming her whole body as His.

Spent Master falls onto her back. Resting, making her support Him. Katt is where she wants to be. Whether bound and gagged or being held tenderly in His arms. No matter she is safe, she is His and wants no other place to be. Her lesson learned as she sees Master, her Master, can be gentle, loving but firm and commanding taking and giving pleasure. Katt knows that life has changed for her - she is His - owned by Him in her mind and she knows this is what she wants and needs. Smiling she waits for Master to release her from her ropes for His pleasure. 



Master's Ante



I didn't want to go. How could he do that to me. Use me to pay his poker debt? I don't think I will ever forgive him for that. Do all masters use their whores that way?

I was to be at 4522 West 11th street at midnight wearing nothing but a coat. I rebelled. That was so ridiculous. So I wore a full complement of clothes from bra to stockings. I was dressed conservatively though, wearing a taupe colored blouse tucked into tarragon colored slacks, brown penny loafers. 

I approached the older house a bit suspiciously. It was dark. Quiet. The sidewalk was snow-covered and crusty with ice. No footprints visible. I hesitantly knocked. Hoping no one would answer and I could go home. I turned my back to the door watching the street and sidewalk, hoping no one would see me. Then I heard someone approach from inside the house. The door swung open and a large black man stared at me. His hand reached out and grabbed me and pulled me into the house. I gasped, startled that he reacted so quickly.

He slammed the door shut. Shoved me up against the door, his hand against my throat, cutting off my air supply. I was terrified. I was gasping, shaking. He ripped open my coat, looking me up and down, noting my attire. 

"I told you to wear only your coat, bitch." He ripped open my blouse, buttons flying all over, took out a knife and slit my bra open. He traced the trip of his knife around my nipple. My body betrayed me, my nipple getting hard. He smiled, grabbed my breast, bent down, bit my nipple hard, sucking strongly. I couldn't help it. I moaned. Before I knew it, he was whispering in my ear, "bitch, strip now." He backed away about a foot, waiting for me to comply. I had no choice. I saw the knife. 

"Yes." I said. I slipped my coat off, dropping it to the floor. Next the blouse, the bra. I stood before this big man half-naked. I reached for the waistband and unbuttoned it. Then I hesitated. He saw that and raised the knife. I jumped and quickly unzipped them and lowered them, along with my panties down my thighs. I stepped out of my loafers and finally my pants. I stood up, naked and trembling. Slowly I raised my head.

He was tall. About 6'2" maybe 6"3. I was looking up at him. He was bald, very dark. And quite handsome.

He backed me up against the wall. "You were told to arrive with only your coat on. You disregarded instructions. Your master will find out about this." And then he reached down and unzipped his pants, his cock hard. He put his hands on my waist, lifted me and before I knew it his hard cock was thrusting in me. I gasped. Oh god he was so big. I felt as if he were going to rip me apart. He was so much bigger than my master. 

I grunted with each of his thrusts. I must admit he didn't have much difficulty entering me. I was wet. My master let me know that I was what he wagered for that last bet. I knew some of what was in store. Yet I was more aroused than I thought. I felt so full. He fucked me up against the door. Hard and fast.

"Well, bitch, how does it feel to be fucked by a big black man? Cum for the big black man." I couldn't respond. I was ashamed and humiliated. He reached down and fingered my clit. I came that fast. I cried out. He pulled out . He hadn't cum. I wanted to fall to the floor but he wouldn't let me. He forced me to my knees. 

"Your master said you were on e hot bitch. Now suck me, bitch." Before I knew it he grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock in my mouth, toward the back of my throat. He was so long. I couldn't take it. I gagged.

"Open up, bitch. Take it. Take it all." I looked up at him, staring into his eyes. I relaxed my throat, and finally we had a rhythm where he was fucking my mouth. He pumped faster and faster. "Bitch, I didn't think you could take it. But your master said you could." Then he pulled out, quickly stroked his cock in my face. "Open bitch." I opened wide and he shot his load on my face, in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all but it was too much. The cum dripped down my face. I closed my eyes in shame, breathing heavy. I couldn't look at him any longer. But I could hear his breathing. 

"That was good, bitch. But the night has just started. You're mine til 9 am. That is one hour for each thousand he lost in that bet. Let's see if you are worth it."

He helped me up and we went to the back of the house, to what looked to be a bedroom. The only furniture a mattress on the floor. He shoved me down on the mattress. He left the room and I sat there. I heard him talking in another room. Not sure if he was on the phone or if others were in the house. 

Twenty minutes later he returned. But not alone. With him was a beautiful white woman, with short blonde hair, spiked, wearing tight leather pants, and a leather jacket. She was carrying a collar and leash. She walked over to me and put the collar on. She stood back and smiled. "Yes, she looks so much like a bitch now, doesn't she." Then she bent down and kissed me hard on the mouth. Felt my tits, tweaked my nipples. "Manwell, bring me the clamps." I started. And looked behind her. Sure enough he was bringing some nipple clamps. I tensed. I had never worn them. She knelt down and played with my right nipple, making it hard, making me moan. Then she secured the clamp to my nipple. I cried out in pain. I looked at her, more for confirmation that it wouldn't hurt me. She just smiled. Then she did the same to my left nipple. I looked down as she secured the second clamp. It hurt. But it was beginning to feel good, I guess. I was being aroused. "Don't worry, my pet. The pleasure is yours too." I wasn't sure what that meant.

She sat back on her knees. She looked at me, collared and wearing nipple clamps. She took off the leather jacket. She was bare beneath it. She sat up again and commanded, "Suck my tits, bitch. Suck em hard." She grabbed my behind the head and forced my toward her tits. I sucked hard. She was moaning and urging me. She reached down and fingered my pussy. Plunging two fingers in and out, her thumb riding my clit. I couldn't help it. I came. She could feel it. My pussy spasming around her fingers. She took her wet fingers and ordered me to lick them clean. I did as she told me. Then she stood up and removed her pants.

She stood before me and told me to eat her. I leaned toward her and began to suck and nibble her clit. Lapping up her juices. I worked her clit good, flicking my hard tongue along it. She too came quickly. Crying out loudly. Manwell came over and kissed her as she came. "You are a good, bitch," he said to me. "Crystal must agree."

"Yes, she is. I think she deserves to be rewarded, don't you? Why not get the chain." Manwell left and returned with a chain and some weights. She hooked the chain on nipple clamps. There was a little tug and that concerned me. Then she added this tiny little weight to the chain. That pulled. I screamed. "You don't like?" And she laughed, yanked my head back and said, "If you don't like that, then I am sure you will cooperate the rest of the evening, right?"

There was a knock on a door. Manwell left. I heard he open the outside door and there were greetings shouted. I heard a number of footsteps. What was going on? I thought at first to be Manwell's toy for the evening. Not the a number of others. I looked up at the woman. "What is going on? I thought ..." My voice trailed off as I saw Manwell return. And four men and three women. I heard a door shut in another room and then a fourth woman entered. I looked up confused. I turned to Manwell. "What is going on? I thought I was here for you. Who are these people?"

"Shut up, bitch. You are mine for the night. You will do as you are told or I will report this to your master." I shook my head. I was trembling. I started to get up. I wanted to run. But one of the men grabbed me and shoved me back on my ass. The chain was jostled and I cried out from both the abrupt shove and the swinging weight on the chain. 

The men were dressed well, but casually. The women the same. Manwell and Crystal seemed to be hosting this event. The men and women were eyeing me. Watching. Whispering. Then Manwell said. "Well, friends. This is the slut I won tonight. I am told she will do anything we want. She was spendy so let's see if she is worth the nine thousand her master lost. Fuck her, guys."

The men removed their clothes. As did the women. I was terrified now. I scrambled back on the mattress. Trying to cower in the corner of the room. But the women were quick. They came over and grabbed my hands and legs and forced me to lie on the mattress spread eagle. The men stood over me. One of them just started fucking me, the others stroking their cocks. Then the next. They both came quickly. I came with both of them. Then one of the women let go of my leg and sat on my face demanding that I eat her. She came quickly. Then another woman sat on my face. 

The third man wanted my ass. The fourth couldn't wait either. So the fourth got on his back on the mattress. The women forced me to get on all fours above him and take his cock. The weighted chain was danging in his face. He laughed and reached up and tugged it between his lips. I screamed again. As I screamed, the last man shoved his cock in my ass and the first shoved his cock in my mouth and demanded I suck him. All my holes were filled with hard cock. I sucked and fucked. They came quickly and so did I. 

I was tired. I don't think I could take much more. After the men were finished and released me I rolled over onto my side. But that didn't last. The next thing I knew there was a woman rolling me over and she was wearing a big strap on dildo. It was huge. Bigger than Manwell. I cringed. "No I can't take that."

"Yes you will, bitch" And she got down on her knees and shoved it into me. I was so wet and there was so much cum that she slid in. She rode me hard. I could tell she was enjoying fucking me. The other women crowded around. One reached down and fingered my clit. I came once, twice, three times hard. She was merciless as she fingered my clit. I was fucked out by the time the woman stopped. She took of the dildo and demanded I eat her. She was dripping wet. I didn't have to work long. She came fast. 

Everything was quiet for a while. I think I fell asleep, curled up on the only dry spot on the mattress. The rest was soaked with cum. 

Manwell and Crystal were grabbing my arms and forcing me to get up. "We let you sleep for 20 minutes, bitch. Now you must pay for your misdeeds."

"What are you talking about? Misdeeds? I have done everything you asked me to do." 

"Were you here at midnight?"

How could I answer honestly? I wasn't. "No"

"Did you arrive in only a coat?"

Again, "No."

"And what was your punishment to be?"

Oh god no. I thought. He can't be serious. I looked up at Manwell. Then to Crystal. She was smiling. They dragged me into the garage. At least it was heated. There was a low stool sitting on carpeting. They forced me down, face down over the stool. My breasts hanging free on the other side. The weighted chain dangling and pulling on my nipples. They ached.

"Did you bring the nylons, bitch?"

I sighed. "No."

Manwell laughed. "Put another weight on the chain, Crystal." She did and the chain pulled my nipples. I groaned. I dare not breathe or move. It was too much weight. My nipples were pulled and stretched and I wondered if they would ever be the same. "Camera is running again. Get Max." Manwell meanwhile was strapping my wrists and thighs to the sawhorse. I couldn't move. 

Meanwhile the men and women came into the garage. They hadn't bother to dress completely. Some were kissing, or just feeling one another.

Then Crystal brought in Max. He was big. Very big. He was naked and stroking his hard cock. It had to be 12 inches. He walked up to my face, whipped his hard cock across my face. Then walked behind me and inspected my ass. He slapped it a couple times, hard. It stung and made the chain between my breasts swing. I screamed. Then he rammed his hard cock in my ass. He was merciless. Fast hard. I wanted him to stop. I squirmed. "Nooooooo, please. Nooooo. I don't want this." I struggled. But that made the chain dangle and pull. I stilled. I had not choice. Max's cock found pounded my tight ass. He was bigger than Manwell. Longer and thicker. He was like a machine. Fast and furious. Never ceasing. I know I came a number of times. I didn't think I had it in me. 

The people standing around watching were cheering on Max. Everyone was watching me being taken by the monster cock up my ass. I felt so humiliated. I hoped I never met these people in the street. Max came. I felt him squirt his cum in me. I thought he would get off me but no. He reached around and tugged on the chain and tried to kiss me. I was repulsed. Relax, Sarah. Just relax. That is what I told myself. He will leave soon.

I was crying. I can't believe these people did this to me. My master using me to pay a bet. These people using me for their entertainment. I wanted to go home.

A little while later. Manwell undid the straps. He helped me up. Crystal came over and kissed my tear stained face. "You did very well this evening, Sarah." She undid the first nipple clamp, holding the chain. I screamed as the blood returned to my nipple. She kissed me, muffling the cry.

Then she removed the other one. I was in agony. The blood flowing into my nipples. "Hurts good, doesn't it," she said. 

"Yesssssssssss." 

Crystal turned to Manwell. "I think Sarah did very well. And was well worth the nine thousand. I would surely pay that and more for her any time. Don't you think?"

Manwell looked me over. My naked body, cum dribbling down my thighs, my red nipples. He looked over to the couples. All shaking their heads in concurrence with Crystal. "Yes I guess the bitch was worth it. Well worth it."

Crystal took me upstairs ... the house was nicely appointed. She showed me the shower, big enough for all of us. She helped me and washed my body of all the cum. She kissed me and soon we were kissing one another and then she went down on me. I returned the favor. She came quickly.

She dried me off and put a soft terry robe around me. Then took me downstairs.

At the door Manwell was holding my coat. I looked at him, wondering if he would give it to me or not. But instead he held it open for me. I gladly walked into it, robe and all. I was cold. He bent down and kissed my cheek and found my shoes. He helped me into them and then opened the door. I looked back at them. But then turned and left. I hurried to my car. "Damn," I said. I rushed back before the door shut. 

"Manwell," I said.

He turned. "Yes."

"I need the video."

He nodded, walked into the house. He returned with the tape. There was a letter attached to it with my master's name on it. He handed it to me and said ... "You be sure and tell your master to read the note. And you be sure and him you were more than worth the nine thousand he lost on the bet." Then he turned and walked back into the house.



Master's Appearance



At Master’s command, i went to bed after taking a long, hot shower and letting my mind empty itself from the day. Although i dressed for bed, it was different tonight in order to accommodate Master’s request. It is not common for Him to give me a command online – so i am most attentive to them when He does. In fact, i probably obey them with more reverence than i would show even in my submission to His in-person commands.

The cool sheets felt so wonderfully refreshing to my well-scrubbed skin...but the sensation of the soft black satin corset made the sensation even more electric. I love that corset... it is so lovely and soft..yet the boning in it reminds me that i am in service to Master’s touch and desires.....

As i laid on the bed, i allowed my fingers to caress my own breasts pushing the corset just under them...holding them in position... but allowing the cool air from the ceiling fan to flow over the reddened nipples from the hot, hot shower....

I closed my eyes to let Master see me... to send Him images of O/our coupling....

Nothing existed except the physical sensations of my well-scrubbed skin, the smoothness of the corset and its gentle cupping of my breasts and the touch of my own fingers on my inner thigh....until i heard a slight noise....

“Master,” i said with no touch of surprise at His appearance in my bedroom.

“I heard you from far off, angel.. so I came for you,” He said, His voice only just above a whisper.

With no sense at all that His appearance was a surprise to E/either of U/us, Master walked to the head of my white iron bed and held His hand out to me. I raised my right hand to take His. He took my hand gently in His own large one and bent over to kiss my fingertips while wrapping a thick cotton rope around my wrist and, as deftly, tying it to the headboard. His warm hands took my extended right arm and gently massaged their way down my arm to my right breast cupping it and kissing my lips gently. The moment was charged – the sensation of the first binding, Master’s gentle touch and caress, the expectation of the remaining bindings...no clue to the direction of His lust for me.....

My eyes drank in the sight of Him...here...willing Him to look into my eyes. But He refused though the slight smile that danced around His lips and those eyes lifted a touch told me that He saw... though He would not engage mine....

With the deliberateness of His walk to the other side of the bed to repeat the tying process with my left arm, i felt that wonderful wetness, more than wet, a tingling so intense that i could almost hear it. As His hands massaged down the length of my left arm to cup both of my breasts, i heard myself gasp..and was both frightened and excited that i had not had permission to do so.

The sharpness of His tone stabbed my heart, though.

“Did I permit you to gasp, angel? Did I not tell you that only your silence and submission is called for?” His tone so stern that i froze wide-eyed in fear and shame.

I dared not answer...for that was the only correct answer. A tear escaped from the corner of my right eye.

With no expression at all on His face, He found the blindfold and tied it to my eyes. I knew that i had just lost a great privilege with that tiny tear....

“You do understand, don’t you, My angel?” Master’s tone rich in a gentleness that emphasized the cruelty of the deprivation. His Hand seized first my right ankle and wrapped a metal cuff around it.

“You know that I am pleased that you come so well for me...always on My command, My love... But you must also realize that although I am more than two thousand miles away, I hear you come when I have not given you leave to do so.”

“you are only half trained, sweet angel,” His voice said with a weariness. His hand yanked my left ankle harshly and locked the metal cuff around it. i was suddenly aware of the spreader bar that was between them as Master hooked it into the eyebolt on the ankle cuff...

My heart sank from His disappointment in me...and shame grew as i knew that He was on to the truth of it. Although i knew that i pleased Him with my ability to come on His command, i also knew that i was so orgasmic that i could sometimes not resist the urge. It was such a delicate balance and my scales were hopelessly tipped in either one direction or the other.

The spreader bar was at least 42” across. I was certain of this as my posture training allowed me to stand at a comfortable 36” so that i was completely accessible to Master’s use. But this was more...a bit uncomfortably more...

It had the ability to make my shame so much more intense as i was spread eagle, opened to Master’s use and lust..and, even more to His examination of me... i was shamelessly exposed to Him in a way that He could clearly discern my shortcomings. Beneath the blindfold, i wept silently, thankful for some cover....

I had lost track of Master’s whereabouts for a moment as i tried to maintain control..control enough of my breathing so that He would not detect that i was crying... control enough of my lust for Him so that i would not allow my orgasms to betray His dominance of me again....

He was on His knees between my legs though i had not felt Him climb onto the bed at all... perhaps He left no footprints either, He was so stealthy. He was kneeling between my legs, His arms supporting Himself on either side of my body... only His contact was the gentle brushing of His lips on my cheeks and along my breasts... i controlled myself as best i could.

“Good girl,” Master whispered, “you have come with less than this, I know, My angel.”

I wore the glow of His praise under the blindfold..though i knew that even my slight smile was too much as i felt Him push the ball of the ballgag into my mouth.

“Oh angel, this is My fault, for sure... I wished for you to be so enraptured in your submission to Me that I pushed you too far. That switch that I have turned on is poorly grounded. But W/we will fix it, you and I,“ He said gently as He yanked the gag closed harshly and buckled it.

I was helpless, exposed, totally accessible. Yet i had not handed over the right control.. i knew that my bindings would aid me..would please Master. I leaned into them for help and support... i used every sense that Master permitted me to maintain to learn what He wished and to offer Him all that was mine to give.

His hands worked my breasts..His kisses became biting as He teased my nipples. He pulled my knees up harshly so that my freshly shaved pussy was open and exposed to Him for His lust and His use. 

I could not stop the wetness... i could not believe that He didn’t hear the tingling ... i knew that my labia were red and swollen with anticipation... i feared that i would not be able to offer Him control of the orgasm that was welling....

His teeth seized my clit. I arched my back to Him fearful that He would bite it and draw blood, feeling His teeth imprisoning it... i was afraid to move, to breath, to let my own heart beat. 

I felt His tongue flick over my clit, still caged in His teeth. I felt the climax build... the searing heat that rises from the soles of my feet now confined by the spreader bar..my hands grasping their ropes for support... the heat, rising, racing through my legs meeting at my pussy and the only point of contact with Master....running up through my belly, my breasts...my head. The low moan from me almost inaudible to Master, i was sure... but echoing loudly through my own head....

Master released my clit from His grasp.. the heat still intense, my breathing shallow to maintain my submission....

“Good girl, you learn so quickly, My angel.. lean into your bindings..that’s why I give them to you..to help you submit..to release yourself to My control...to teach you the depth of My dominance.” His voice so soft with the noise of my jumbled senses.....

“You may come, My angel, with the next sensation,” He whispered.

Time stopped, i waited. Then i heard the creak..

A tiny sound of metal against wood, a creak..barely audible. I took an enormous breath in as i offered Him my soul.

With no sense of movement.. complete stillness...total silence, i suddenly felt the clothespins snapped onto each nipple, straight in, harshly biting them... the climax ripped through my body, found a home in my pussy and exploded in my head as i fought with the ropes and the bar ..shamelessly, ecstatically, willingly responding to His command to come.......



Master's Birthday



We had gone out last night, to celebrate at a bar where the music is always to our taste and the entertainment is guaranteed, live band, live singers and impersonators of Elvis and Tom Jones, always a damn good night.

It was Master's birthday and the drinks were flowing like the Big Muddy. As usual, I couldn't sit still, dancing the night away while he split his attention between me, the band and the swiftly flowing JD's. Somehow, much the worse for wear we made it home, both unable to do anything more than just fall into bed.

The next morning, Saturday, I had planned to celebrate my Master's 50th birthday in style and in complete submission to his will. However, I awoke with the most vicious hangover, having already blown the opportunity to serve him breakfast in bed. 

I quickly jumped up, but gently laid back down, groaning, the constant throbbing in my head sending darts of fire directly into my brain.

"Are you awake?" He asked me brightly.

Opening my eyes, I saw him looking around the door.

"Yes Darling, I am awake but my head is killing me," I croak back, my mouth drier than the desert sands and my voice little higher than a whisper. How does he do it? I wondered; drinking double shots of JD's for more than four hours and as bright as a button this morning. 

Another moan escapes my lips but quietly as yet another evil arrow of pain stabs me without remorse and my Master returns with a glass of water and a couple of Paracetomol.

'How can this be happening?' I am thinking, 'My Beloved is taking care of me!'

An hour or so later I start to feel a little more settled and begin to explore the possibilities of standing up. Feeling that all will now be well, I make my way to the shower room with all the grandeur of an inebriated zombie, I am hoping that the stinging water will indeed bring me back to the real world.

Still alive and feeling more like the human being that my Master has come to know and love, I dried myself off and put on the black mini-skirt and black lacy shirt that he likes me to wear when pottering about the house with no other covering than this. There are restrictions on what I am allowed to wear when we are not expecting guests.

Now I felt fit enough to make his breakfast. I scrubbed the pans with enthusiasm before putting them on to heat, despite the now dull but constant throbbing in my head. I soon whipped up the batter for the pancakes, (mmmmm I just love pancakes, dripping with messy and sticky syrup); reminds of something else I love. I threw the bacon into one pan and a measure of the batter into the other before starting on the omelette. It just wasn't my day, the cakes stuck to the bottom of the pan and finished up being nothing more than misshapen lumps of batter. I burned most of the bacon and the omelette looked as though it had slept the night on skid row, a disaster.

Nonetheless, I set to, and laid a nice table with fresh juice, tea and coffee and put my offerings in front of him. My Darling Master, always the gentleman, ate with relish and even complimented me on the food. I replied saying that I had made a lousy job of it, promising him that the day could only get better.

With the table cleared away I asked permission to lay down for a while which he readily gave. 

I awoke a couple of hours later to find my Beloved Master watching the National Geographic channel on TV, alone in the living room. I admonished myself for my lack of attention to him; figuring that so far his day had been made thoroughly miserable by me, the one person who should be making it great. 

I set to and freshened up, cleaning my teeth and brushing out my hair; with my head still hurting I took a couple more Paracetomol and went to my knees in the doorway adopting a submissive pose. With my eyes cast down and filled with remorse, I called to him just loudly enough for him to hear. "Master." He turned toward me and seeing me in that position called me over to him, I crawled across to be at his feet and laying my head on his lap.

Tentatively I asked if I might get him a drink or something, he replied that a Pepsi would be nice and not to forget the ice. Okay, now I could start making it up to him, I would do a beautiful serve.

Fetching down the serving tray I put the ice in the glass before pouring the liquid over it and finished off with a twist of lime. I carried the tray expertly into the room with his eyes constantly watching me. I turned sideways to slip between the dining table and his chair, and disaster struck again. In slow motion, I see the glass tip sideways, oh! My god nooooo! I cried out mentally as it slid across to the lip of the tray momentarily seeming to hang in the air and then it just falls the rest of the way, dumping ice and Pepsi all over his chest and his lap. I am mortified and in my panic grab a towel to mash it between his legs trying to get the ice away from his sensitive bits.

He is very dismayed; I can see the frustration in his eyes as I mop up the mess. 

"You don't seem to be able to get anything right today do you?"

I cringe inside, knowing that today of all days I have really let him down especially after all the boasts that I had been making about being the perfect submissive for him. Luckily for me my Master is slow to anger but I feel like locking myself in the bathroom as I dry him off and wipe down the cushion and the chair.

Around 5pm, I notice the time and excuse myself, my heart pounding and wondering what kind of punishment he will dish up for today's absolute mess. I love him dearly and will bear whatever he dishes out. I couldn't have been a worse subbie if I had tried; just everything went so horribly wrong.

In the bedroom I swiftly stripped off, changing into a black body stocking specifically purchased for tonight; I pressed the wrinkles out of my mini-skirt, putting it back on with the black lace shirt. The sky blue chiffon square that he had bought for me in lieu of a collar some time back, I wrapped around my neck tying it so that it would be comfortable. I noticed that he had jumped into the shower; I guessed that he felt a little uncomfortable with all that cola dumped on him.

Going back into the living room I stood waiting for him to return, listening in case he needed me, sometimes I wash his back and we play little erotic games in the shower together with the water cascading all over us, but this time he didn't call.

Returning he sat on his favoured chair wearing only a bath towel and looking at me from that situation he took in the way I had dressed.

"Come over here erotique," he said, barely above a whisper, "I need to check you out."

Tenderly but maddeningly slowly he ran just the tips of his fingers up the inside of my leg until finding the secret opening that gave access to my already very wet pussy. Deftly pushing the crotch to one side to give him access, he made me groan inwardly as two fingers slid so readily inside me to begin that piston-like motion that I loved so much. Additionally his thumb worked my now swollen clit

Just as he began to get a nice rhythm going, the doorbell sounded. "Just who the devil is that?" His eyes had opened fully and I sensed more than a little annoyance in his usually sexy voice. He hated to be interrupted when servicing me. Master withdrew his fingers, tasting my juices from them as I ran to the door.

Looking through the peephole, I saw a beautiful young Thai girl. "Master," I said quietly, "behold your birthday surprise," and threw the door open with a flourish, greeting her in the traditional Thai way, putting my hands together in a prayerful pose under my chin, bowing slightly and uttering the words 'Sawasdee ka.'

Ushering her into the room I introduced my Master as my partner first and turning to him said: "Darling, Sindy, who is our chambermaid at this hotel, is here to give you a traditional Thai massage as your birthday present. There will be a little extra twist for you that I just know you are going to enjoy, maybe it will make up for all my misdemeanours today. I truly hope so."

Showing her the bedroom and our en suite bathroom, I left her for a moment to prepare, returning to my Master. His face was a picture; I wished I had brought the camera in to snap it. Bending forward I kissed him softly before taking his hand and leading him into the bedroom where Sindy had already placed a towel on the bed in preparation for her ministrations. While waiting she had already stripped down to her tiny matching white bra and briefs.

Easily compliant, not unexpected, she motioned for him to lie on his stomach; still wrapped in the towel he did what was expected of him. Carefully she removed the covering from around him to expose his compact arse before taking out a small bottle of body lotion and dribbling the viscous liquid all over his back and shoulders. 

Small hands, light touch, and knowing fingers combined expertly to seek out the knots in his shoulders and relax him. I sit on the chair facing him, raising my legs to rest my stockinged feet on the footstool, at this time crossing my ankles. He is watching me the whole time, such a look of pleasure on his face that I know I have done the right thing here. I am making mental notes as she kneads his back from shoulders to the area at the base of his spine, I watch the way in which she uses her hands, how she varies the motion depending on the muscle group that is being worked.

As I watch, his eyes start to close, although he is fighting to keep them open. A bit like watching a tired baby that refuses to sleep, well he is my baby!

Sindy is a typical Thai beauty, lithe, slender, beautifully tanned skin and tiny all over, she looks up at me shyly, and I find it so hard to think of her as our chambermaid. I already knew that my Master fancied her, we had talked once or twice about getting her to make up a threesome with us one time. Over the weeks leading up to this day I had talked with her and found that she also liked us, and would love to join us. My smile reassures her and taking that as an acknowledgement, she deftly removed her bra. Small, firm and light brown breasts with already hard nipples are so in contrast to my own ample orbs with their larger nipples and soft white skin. 

Slowly, sensuously she began spreading the oil over her arms, shoulders and breasts before proceeding. I thought I might feel jealous with another woman rubbing her naked torso all over my man, but find that it is exciting me. Master was so right about me, I wanted her to do the same to me, and my pussy was yearning for the touch of another woman, this woman, whose potential was so unknown to both of us before this evening. The only prior contact, being as she had moved about the apartment doing her duties, no emotional involvement, and therefore no attachment.

Master of course can see none of this, laying there with his eyes closed, but I am getting really excited now, the sexual energy in the room increasing with each passing second as Sindy trails her naked breasts across his back. Gradually she lowers her shiny oiled torso fully onto his back, her hard and firm nipples digging into his soft flesh, describing circles with her breasts over his back and his arse. I watch a nipple disappear between the cheeks of his gorgeous arse, wishing it were mine.

At last, his eyes flutter open to see me watching him, practically drooling and twirling the chiffon between my fingers to save from plunging them into a wet, wet pussy, mine.

Sindy taps his shoulder, motioning for him to turn over, he blinks and his eyes become filled with lust and anticipation, the sight of this Asian beauty half-naked and looming above him is irresistible, he notices how turned on I have become, and that he is too is more than evident.

Keeping my feet on the footstool I raised my knees allowing them to fall open slightly, he can now see how wet I am and I swear his rod jerked at the sight of my total wetness, swollen lips and obvious protruding clit. Of course, I had no idea that I would become so completely turned on; my pussy positively ached for a good hard and fat cock like my Master's.

Lost for a moment in my own sensuality I failed to hear the beautiful Sindy asking for permission to massage everything, but when Master intruded on my thoughts, I quickly answered her request telling her that I wanted to watch her massage everything. She could never know just how much I wanted to see her make my Master cumm. First dribbling the oil over his erection and balls she needed both tiny hands around his thickness, already with a glowing purple head, my Master would give her a cumm bath if she were not fast enough to cap his eruption. 

Watching like this had two distinct feelings running through me side by side, the first being one of incredible lust as she moved her body and started licking the head of his cock, my cock! The second was a twinge of jealousy as I continued watching her tongue circling that beautiful purple head and mopping up his deliciously sweet pre-cumm.

The twinge lasted only a few seconds, my lust being the far stronger emotion. With my breathing becoming more shallow he called me over to him, pulling me down for a deep and erotic kiss, his hand exploring underneath my skirt as his stiff fingers slide into my pussy, positively deluged with juices he moans loudly. I watch breathlessly as his cumm just pumps and pumps from the little hole in the end of his lovely thick cock. 

To stop myself from cumming spontaneously I dash to the bathroom to bring a warm wet cloth for Sindy to wipe my Master clean again. If she only knew how much I wanted to lick that beautiful cumm into my mouth and get him clean in my own way.

Sindy excused herself at this juncture disappearing into the bathroom to get her self cleaned up. Master Hercules remaind prone, almost unconscious, wiped out on the bed where she had left him, kneeling beside him, I kiss him deeply. "Are you happy Master?" I ask.

Smiling at me with contentment and absolute bliss on his face, he said; "Wonderful my little One, you could not have given me a better surprise present, I shall treasure this day, especially when we are apart."

This had made me feel all glowy inside and happy that at last on this special day I done something right for him. I then go on to explain that something we have talked about is going to happen next, that Sindy is going to do the same for me while he watches. With that, he got up and walked over to the chair where previously I had been sitting, now resting his feet on the footstool.

Apparently overcoming any lingering anxieties that I might have had, in a split second I stripped down to my skin as Sindy returns from the bathroom. Pointing at the towel on the bed, I quickly lay down, adopting the same position as Master had done, determined to enjoy a real Thai massage without dwelling too much on the expected and highly desired conclusion.

Her expert little hands were soon at work kneading the tensed muscles of my back, twisting, stretching, and untying the knots created for stressful executives. It wasn't long before I began groaning either, knowing how this is affecting my libido. My Master makes no attempt to suppress an earthy chuckle as he watches me closely, taking in the scene that we have both enacted in our fantasies from time to time.

Apart from the sensuality of the exercise, as each bunch of stressed muscles is stretched and straightened I can't help enjoying the fantastic feeling of relief that her busy fingers bring to me, and the groaning is very real.

Soon I am completely relaxed, for the first time since spending a few days with my Master in England, but even there, work managed to find me.

My moans become more loaded, more sensual and more arousing as she slid her now oiled body all over, I can feel the hard nubs that are her nipples pressing into my back, my calves and my bottom as she describes unending circles up and down the length of me. This is really turning me on.

For the briefest of moments, I wonder how my Master is enjoying this as one of our sweetest fantasies is played out right in front of him. A fantasy that he has wanted to see for many months, one that we had often talked about and now, for his birthday, the wheels were at last turning for us. It also crosses my mind that my white skin must be contrasting quite deliciously for him, with hers being a light nut brown, oiled and shiny. I knew that my primal instincts had become unstoppable, my arousal being the highest ever and wondered if it was the same for him, if he were being affected in the same way.

From the corner of my eye, I could see that he had stood up, and quickly disappeared out of my line of vision, but not before I am able to note the sparkle in his eyes. Suddenly she stops, lifting herself off me, 'is it time for me to turn over now, has she finished with my back so soon?'

However, she soon comes back and I am able to feel that she is now completely naked, my Master having asked her to remove her briefs. This delights me even further, making my pussy spurt a little. Never have I been so incredibly turned on and wonder if it would be so if he were not here. Until then I hadn't fully realised that the experience of a threesome could be such a huge turn on.

Now I can feel her mound brushing against my arse, giving in to the moment, I push up against her pussy, wondering if she is as turned on as I, the moan that came from me sounds as though it has been dragged up from under my toenails. Master walks around me, drinking in the sights and sounds of his One being pleasured by Sindy, this young and beautiful Thai girl.

Like a butterfly's wings, she gently taps my shoulder indicating that I should turn over; my nipples are erect, hard and aching for her touch. 

Until my Master had first hinted at it, I had never known that deep inside me there is a woman yearning for the touch of another woman. Once again, he had pulled from my subconscious the deep-seated need that he as a Dominant had been able to recognize. It was no wonder that I loved him so. 

Now Master came to stand at my head, taking my arms he pulled them back above my head, stretching my body in a way that pleases him.

Each time Sindy slides her small but exciting body over me, I moan and groan, I am beginning to pant heavily now as she pushes my thighs widely apart, dribbling the oil up the inside of my thighs. Using her weight, she places one hand on each thigh stroking upwards from the knee to the top of my hips, letting her fingers lightly graze my swollen labia on the inside.

The effect is electric, a billion watts of supercharged electricity arcing through my body, and I arch my back, pushing my pussy toward her, wanting to feel her tiny hand agitating my hungry sex. 

Master is also breathing heavily now; I throw a look in his direction. He has become lost in his lust and has a huge erection. Releasing my hands, he takes it in his hand, gently stroking and pointing it in my direction, I wonder just what he is going to do with it, will he discharge for me and allow me to drink his beautiful elixir, shoot it over my breasts or...

Without thinking, I reach out to fill my hands with her beautiful and small pointed breasts slick with oils. Her body feels sensational to me as I slide my hands over her back to bring them down to massage her cute little arse cheeks and her pussy as she slides up me to press her breasts against my own. I was unable to stop myself from touching her and found her to be as wet as I was, her pussy positively drooling.

Master uses both hands to squeeze one of my breasts into a cone, the turgid nipple begging for attention, inviting Sindy to suckle on me. Taking it into her mouth she suckles deeply as he looks into my lust-glazed eyes, all the while his gorgeous thick rod is just inches away from my mouth. My juices are now flowing so freely; I can feel the warmth trickling down between my cheeks to gather in a tiny pool at the entrance to my anus, before journeying down to soak the towel, almost like peeing. 




Master's Birthday



Fixing the laces on my dress, I shamelessly admired myself in the mirror. I was clad in vinyl, a strapless red dress with a corset top and flared skirt that barely covered my ass. Laces in front and back, a zipper down the side, and almost nothing left to the imagination. My shoes were red patent, strappy sandals that laced up my calves and had atrociously high stiletto heels. My hair was up in a knot held by red plastic hairsticks with a brocade pattern on them and little beads dangling from the ends. I'd even worn makeup – a little eyeliner, gold and brown eyeshadow, even a touch of lipgloss. I looked hot – or at least I thought so. The real test was yet to come.

I picked up the new gifts I'd gotten for Master – a silver chain leash with a red leather handle, a shiny red bit gag, a matching set of red patent wrist, elbow, and ankle cuffs, and a new red collar with a connected leather strap with a series of D-rings connected to it. I laid out the new items on the bed, the gag and collar on the pillow, wrist and elbow cuffs in the center of the bed, and ankle cuffs at the foot. Clean red satin sheets were on the bed, and the sundry pieces of hardware we used were in an orderly pile on the nightstand. My best rose incense burned in a censer on the dresser. I looked over the bedroom and my handiwork, and smiled. Yes, I thought, Master will like this. He will be pleased. I wore my usual collar, knowing it would have to come off to wear the new one, but not feeling right being home without it. That was one of Master's rules, and one I never complained about following: if I was home, my collar was on. If I had to answer the door, I just had to come up with a clever excuse for it. It had never been a problem – we never really got any visitors, and the collar was more a comfort than anything else.

Today was Master's birthday, and I wanted to do something special for him. It had taken awhile to find all the pieces for the ensemble I had created, but it was worth the effort. The finished product was sure to make him happy. I had gotten sushi for dinner from the local restaurant, and the table was set beautifully, with silver candlesticks in the center and good wooden chopsticks. On the table sat only one plate with all of the food; though, not knowing whether or not he would choose to let me feed myself, I set out two sets of chopsticks. The chairs sat close enough together that I knew he'd be able to keep me on my leash during dinner. There was a bucket of ice holding a bottle of wine, and a glass sat on either side of the communal plate. I stood in the dining room and looked over the meal, holding the new leash in my hand, pleased. Master would be home any minute and things needed to be ready for him.

Right on cue, I heard the front door open, and I went to greet my Master as he came in. Stopping in the doorway of the front room, I suddenly felt like a schoolgirl – I still wasn't any good at showing off, and no matter how proud I was of a new ensemble, I was always nervous about presenting it to my Master. I leaned on the doorframe with one hand, the other hand holding the new leash behind my back, and bit my lip as I looked at my Master's face. Based on the surprise in his expression, I decided I'd done well, and I smiled.

"Happy birthday, Master."

Master's mouth worked, words trying to come out, but ending in nothing but a silly grin. Blushing furiously at his reaction, I stepped forward slowly and kissed him on the cheek, then took his hand, pressing the leash into it.

Finally Master got his words together. Hooking the leash onto my collar, he whispered, "Such a good kitty. Such a good present." Pulling my leash, Master pulled me into his arms and pressed a kiss to my lips, gently, and I felt him smiling. Breaking the kiss, Master looked into my eyes and grinned, kissing me on the forehead. I smiled up at him.

"Dinner's ready for you, sir."

He smiled. "Aw, so you're not dinner?" He emphasized the point with a quick nip on my ear, then straightened, and walked me back to the dining room. I produced a lighter and lit the candles on the table, then turned and looked back at my Master expectantly.

He tugged my leash, pulling me closer to him. "It looks wonderful, baby." Kissing my cheek, he sat me down in one chair, himself in the other, and poured the wine. Immediately he took away my chopsticks and scooted my chair closer until the two were almost touching. I smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment as he placed a piece of sashimi on my tongue.

Master's eyes devoured me throughout the meal, and he refilled my glass of wine almost before it was empty. My face started to feel warm, and I felt less nervous about my revealing clothes.

Finishing dinner, and cleaning up, I took Master's hand, and kissing it, said, "Now time for dessert, love."

Master smiled with understanding, and headed straight to the bedroom. Walking behind me, Master lifted my skirt to smack me on the ass as I reached for the doorknob. The smell of rose greeted us as I opened the bedroom door, and he stepped around me and pulled me inside. He looked over the array of new toys on the bed and smiled.

"You are a devious one, aren't you baby?"

I smiled. "Yes, sir."

He strode over to the bed, and picked up the new collar.

"This," he said slowly, "I think I like." He smiled, and unbuckling my collar, attached the new one so that the D-rings ran between my breasts and the buckle was in the back. "Yes," he repeated, picking up the row of D-rings, "I definitely like this." Looking back to the bed, he saw the elbow and wrist cuffs, and his smile widened. Without warning, he spun me around and threw me facedown on the bed. Turning the collar so the rings were in the back, Master took my arms and pulled them behind me. He buckled the cuffs around my wrists and elbows, and the cuffs he attached to the D-rings behind my back. Grabbing me by one of the connectors on an elbow cuff, he pulled me back to my feet.

My breasts were forced out toward him, my face flushed with excitement and wine. Master ran a hand down my body, from my shoulder over my breasts, and to my thighs. Reaching up my skirt, Master gently probed at my bare, wet pussy.

"That's a good kitty," Master almost purred, "all naked and wet for her Master."

I whimpered a little under his touch, and started to sway, my shoes being not exactly made for standing in for very long, especially without my arms to use for balance. Master wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me, and I looked gratefully up into his eyes.

"Such a lovely little slave," Master whispered with a smile.

I blushed furiously and looked away. "Thank you, sir."

Pulling his shirt off, Master pressed me against him and kissed me, sucking my lower lip into his mouth to nibble on, and I pressed back against him as best I could, feeling the loss of my arms more in this position than I ever did. I nuzzled into my Master's neck, kissing him and inhaling his scent, basking in his warmth. Master's hands were on my back, caressing my skin between my shoulders, as I nibbled his neck, and lavished love and kisses on his shoulders and chest, letting him hold me up.

"Have you been a good girl today, kitty?"

"Yes sir," I said earnestly, looking into my Master's eyes, recognizing the tone in his voice. I was going to be rewarded tonight.

"Good," he breathed. "What would my kitty like as a reward?"

I blushed. I hated when he put me on the spot. Never could get used to it, even though he did it all the time. No matter what I wanted, as soon as that question was presented my mind blanked and all I could do was blush and stutter.

He paused a moment, and after watching my mouth open and close for a minute, he asked, "Would kitty like a good spanking, or does she want me to be gentle with her?"

I smiled, grateful for the out. "Gentle, sir."

"Aw, such a sweet little slave. Alright, baby girl, since you've been so good today. Sit here."

I sat on the edge of the bed where he indicated, and he set a few pillows behind me to support me. Pulling me as close to the edge of the bed as he could get me without pulling me to the floor, Master spread my legs and ran his hand over my smooth, exposed pussy. Rubbing my clit in slow circles with two fingers, Master smiled and kissed the insides of my thighs.

Leaning back into the pillows, using my bound arms to help my posture, I laid my head back and sighed out an "Oh, yes, Master."

Master ran his tongue slowly, agonizingly slowly, up between my lips to my clit. Softly, he teased me with his lips and tongue, flicking my clit softly but firmly. I whimpered with need as he toyed with me, dragging his tongue across my hot and desperate sex, knowing he'd only have to speed up for a minute to make me come, but liking to taunt me. He sucked my clit into his mouth, running his hands along my thighs, reaching under me to grip my ass, and I gasped as I felt myself about to come. My breath froze in my chest as the pleasure mounted in me, the feel of his tongue driving me to near madness, slowly and achingly inching me toward my ultimate pleasure. I gathered the power, I don't know from where, to force a few words from my lips.

"I need to come, sir..."

Ignoring my half-request, he continued laboriously licking and stroking my clit, and the word "please..." fell from my mouth, more a whisper than a word, but a powerful entreaty nonetheless.

"Come for me, baby," Master said, and kept working my pussy, not speeding up in the least, wanting to stretch my orgasm out as long as possible. I screamed, grabbing his hair, pressing his face against me as I came. My scream raised in pitch as the orgasm reached its peak, then melted into panting as I came down. Invigorated, Master lapped at my pussy, and I sighed at the feel of his tongue on my skin after I'd come.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you for letting me come."

"You're welcome, pretty baby." As Master stood, I raised my face up to be kissed, and he pressed his lips gently to mine.

"May I please you with my mouth, sir, please?" I asked softly, looking into his eyes with quiet hunger and desperation.

Master smiled. "Well, I don't know, baby..."

I whimpered and bit my lower lip. "Please Master? Please let me serve you with my lips, I want your cock in my mouth so badly. Please?"

Master kissed my head, and whispered, "Kneel, pretty girl."

Holding my arms, Master helped me to stand, and then kneel before him, looking eagerly up into his eyes. Kneeling with me, he reached behind my back to unclasp my arms from their bonds, then reversed the collar around my neck. Master let me stretch my arms briefly, then took my wrists and attached them in front of my sternum. Removing his belt, he attached my arms to my sides, leaving me pinned in this prayerful posture as he stood. Kind as my Master was, he loved to tease, and knowing that I could almost reach his cock with my hands, but couldn't make it, was maddening. I clasped my hands together, then, and waited expectantly for the mouthful of his thick and heavenly manhood that was to be my prize.

Wasting no time, Master stripped off his pants and boxers, and held his cock out for me. Instantly I devoured it, wrapping my mouth around him and moaning gratefully at the familiar luscious taste of his skin and precum on my tongue. I sucked my Master eagerly, with vigor and gratitude, pushing him into my hungry throat, barely stopping to breathe in my enthusiasm. Letting out a sigh, Master took my hair in his hand and fucked my face; I took in his whole length, every inch I could hold. My Master is my God and I worshipped him with my mouth, wanting no greater reward than to give him pleasure.

Abruptly he stopped. "Get up." Grabbing my wrists he hauled me to my feet, and tossed me facedown on the bed. "Kitty's gonna get a good assfucking. She needs it, doesn't she?"

"Yes, sir," I breathed, happy to give him any part of my body that pleased him.

"Yes, good little whores like you love getting their asses fucked. But I don't want to have you screaming or wiggling around, understood?"

"I'll try, sir."

"You'll more than try," he said, reaching for the bit gag. He put the gag in my mouth, buckled it behind my head, and grabbed the ankle cuffs. He cuffed my ankles together so that my feet were on the ground, my face in the pillow on the bed, and my ass was very much exposed and in the air. Master stroked my ass musingly. "What a wonderful ass; just perfect for taking my cock."

Grabbing a bottle of lube, Master roughly lubed my asshole, pushing two fingers into me, moving them in and out slowly so I could relax myself and be ready for him. As much as I loved to give my Master my body, this always made me nervous. I never knew how much it would hurt. Some days it barely felt more painful than sex; others I thought I was going to be torn in two. It wasn't Master's fault: he always tried to be gentle, to keep it from hurting more than it absolutely had to. On the days when it hurt the worst, when I had to stop him, I always felt ashamed. Felt that if he couldn't use my body the way he chose, I had failed him. Those times, he always pulled me into his arms, reminded me that he loved me, told me I had no reason to feel bad, that it didn't matter as much as my happiness. What I could never quite articulate was that pleasing him is my happiness.

Master unclipped one of my wrists, and, producing one of my vibrators from a drawer, pressed it into my hand.

"Pleasure yourself for me while I take your ass, baby."

I nodded, adjusting the rubber bit in my teeth.

"And baby, you can come whenever you need to, ok?"

Again, I nodded gratefully.

Rubbing lube onto his hard cock, Master gently pressed against me, not yet into me, feeling my warmth around him as I focused on relaxing, on being ready to take him in. Slowly, he pressed into me, and I pressed the buzzing vibrator into my clit, letting the pleasure mask the pain. I bit into the gag, and focused on the pleasure in my clit as Master slowly stretched open my ass. I took him in, feeling him move in me, feeling the pain turn to pressure as I accustomed myself to him, as he pushed in deeper, until he was moving in long strokes. He pushed his cock all the way into me, and I moaned around my gag, pressing my vibe into my clit, letting the pleasure spread throughout my body until even the pressure in my ass turned to pleasure. I would have given him some encouragement, a "yes, sir, please more," but I couldn't speak; all I could do was moan as he took me. I wanted his come in me; for him to come in my ass. That thought overrode all others as pleasure overtook me and I came, pressing my face deeper into the pillow and the vibe deeper into my clit as I let loose with not one, or two, but three orgasms, back to back, as my Master took my ass. The third time I came, Master grabbed my hip, moaning "Oh yes, baby," as he filled my ass with his hot cum.

Master ran his hand over my shining, PVC-clad back, whispering "That was wonderful, kitty," as he pulled out of me. Collapsing next to me, Master took a moment to catch his breath, then sat up next to me. Running the backs of his fingers across my cheek, Master smiled. "Now this is when you look the most beautiful, kitty."

I looked away, embarrassed but smiling, as Master unbuckled my gag and kissed me. "Such a good girl." Sitting me up, he ran his hands over my shoulders, then took my face in his hands. "Thank you for the wonderful birthday present."



Master's Birthday



I am so high on this lavish, erotic and so sensual treatment and wonder if she feels the excitement also. In my passion I manage to brush her opening again, one finger sliding through her wetness gently but with authority. To find her so incredibly wet came as no surprise, while serving to increase my own libido and bringing me much pleasure to know that Sindy had become as excited as me. She has started to rub her pussy on my thigh, and as turned on as I had become, I wanted her to climax too. In moments I can hear her moaning knowing that she was about to cumm. This beautiful Thai girl had been turned on by me and was about to cumm for me too. With a huge sigh, she started her orgasm, her tiny hands squeezing my nipples as I squeezed hers. Coming down she smiled at me saying, "Thank you" before returning to work on me.

"Please Master, please get the PPP," although he is dubious about whether she will use it or not he nevertheless fetches the Purple Pussy Pump from our toy cupboard, laying it on the bed beside me. Ignoring it, Sindy moves back down to kneel between my knees, where she takes the right side of my labia between both hands, kneading, pulling, massaging and squeezing tightly. Then gives the same treatment to the other side. It is only now that I realize how damp the towel is becoming underneath me, but I am too far-gone to worry about it, already so far up the ladder into space that I plain didn't care.

Spreading me open, her fingers easily find my little cock, and that was when she did surprise me. First, she rolled my clit between her thumb and fingers while bending low to blow on it. I figured that she might just be looking at my pussy, but no, she went down between my thighs and began agitating my swollen clitty with her clever little tongue and lips. Oh my god but it is out of this world, making me squeal with the absolute pleasure, a swift orgasm breaking over me to leave me trembling. 

I feel like screaming when she slips one finger inside my almost liquid pussy, although I can barely feel it I bear down on her hand. Understanding my cue, she slips in another. Oh yes, this is so much better, as Sindy works me I lay there moanin, groanin and writhin, and wishing that she would push the whole tiny hand into me. I long to tell her to but can't quite get the words out. 

Master lays the PPP across my stomach, and I somehow manage to croak out a "yes" and Sindy, merciful girl that she is picks it up and slides it into me in a twisting motion. Moaning in my passion, I throw back my head to where my Master is standing with glazed eyes, his cock beautiful and hard where a bead of pre-cum is glistening at the eye. Pulling him closer I drew that cock towards me, licking off the viscous offering and closing my mouth around his thickness, sometimes I think that my PPP was modelled on his fat cock, they are about the same size. Jeez but I love this cock and holding it in my soft mouth throws me into another orgasm, stronger and longer than the first.

I am not destined to blow him this time though, Sindy has got into her rhythm now driving that dildo into me with a twisting motion, hard fast and so deep, at the same time pushing a finger of the other hand into my arse and fucking me anally.

His voice comes to me through the haze of a million raw emotions, "cumm for me baby, cumm for me now."

Now I do scream his name, Jaaaaasonnnnn, loud and long as the orgasm ripping through me is tearing my insides out with its intensity, my pussy muscles gripping the dildo tightly, my body shaking with the strength of it. Slowly Sindy extricates the dildo, which comes out with a plopping sound. I can't move but just lying there while Sindy makes her excuses taking her self off for a shower. 

Immediately Master climbs onto the bed, taking me into his arms to stroke my hair and cuddle me, telling me how much he loves me and what a good girl I am. He picks up the PPP offering it to me and greedily I lick it clean of my sweetness.

The day had started off badly but finished on the highest note possible, we were both ecstatic. However, there was still the question of my Master's hard on to be settled, and we dealt with that after Sindy had gone. 



Masters  Bitch



Pacing back and forth in front of my building dressed in a pastel blue sun dress and sandals, I was told to be primped and ready. I'm so excited that we are going out; Master has been working hard the last month, and hasn't had much time for me. I guess my pouty ways had made Him feel guilty. A smile crosses my face knowing I know how to get my way.

I heard the squeal of tires and a truck stopped in front of the building right in front of me. The tinted window came down and Master sits there with a grin. I step back and look at the truck. County Dog Pound is written on the side. I give a questionable look like "what the fuck is this?"

Master then looked serious and said, "Listen to my instructions and obey! Get in the back and strip! Put on what is in the pen and only what is in the pen; then get in and shut the door and wait for me; UNDERSTAND pet?"

Looking puzzled, I said "yes Sir" and went to the back of the truck. I opened the door, looked around, and then climbed in as a light came on. I shut the door and it locked. I looked in the big cage and there laid a leash, collar and a T-shirt that looked two sizes to small that said "My Bitch".

At that moment I really regretted the guilt trip I laid on my Master the last few days. I sat next to my cage and I took off my sun dress and folded it nicely and put it on the floor, toppling a little as Master hit a few bumps and sped around corners. I bet He was grinning from ear to ear watching me roll around naked thanks to His reckless driving.

I sat on my knees and fastened the collar around my neck and hooked the leash to it. Then I looked at the t-shirt and wondered how I was going to get my huge tits in there and if it would cover them. My nipples were hard and my breathing fast.

Was I nervous or excited?

I pulled the t-shirt over my head and down around my tits. I was surprised it actually did just barely cover them.

I pulled the leash out from the top of my t-shirt and then found myself looking upfront at the tinted window, then back at the cage as I climbed inside. I sat in the middle of the cage with my legs crossed. My hand slipped between my legs and I sat there and just held myself. I find I have done that since I was a child; if I get excited or scared my hands slip between my legs and I just hold myself. So there I sat on my blanket; holding myself and waiting to see what Master had planned. I looked down at my t-shirt and saw "My Bitch" written across the front. Butterflies were in my tummy now and my nipples grew harder..... you could almost see them through the very thin t-shirt.

After what seemed like twenty minutes or so we came to a stop. I could hear loud music and yelling. Taking a deep breath I cupped my wet pussy one more time before the door swung open. There was Master. I took a deep breath as I saw him dressed in leather pants and just a leather vest; a leather riding crop held in his hand.

I looked him in the eyes and he smiled.

"So my pet, you are bored and lonely and lack attention. Let's see if we can fix the problem."

Your instructions for tonight are as follows; listen carefully-

"No talking. Not at all unless I give permission or if they ask you a Question."

"You will crawl on hands and knees the entire night and when I say heel you will sit up on your heels and your hands will go behind your head. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir", I replied. Then Master opened my cage, picked up my leash and gave it a tug. I jumped from the cage to the ground and went straight to my hands and knees.

"Now take a deep breath and let's go pet". He said.

I felt foolish, with my big ass wiggling as I tried to keep up to Master's fast pace. He opened the door and I stopped just outside the door like a puppy scared to enter a room. I heard all the loud men in there talking. Master gave me a yank on my leash and I hurried in to be at his side.

It got awful quiet when we entered and then someone broke the silence by saying "Jesus Christ, lookie here we have a bitch in the house!"

Master sat at the bar and ordered a drink, then I heard "heel pet".

I sat back on my heels and my arms went up and hands were behind my head. I was thankful for the command, as it was better than having my ass exposed... Then he asked for a bowl and a beer. When it came, he set it on the floor in front of me and poured the beer in the bowl, and told me to drink it.

I leaned forward and bent down, my ass in the air, and I could feel a breeze over my ass and pussy as well as the eyes from all the bikers. I was humiliated to be in this position. So I hurried and lapped up the beer in the bowl. I could hear all the remarks from the bikers. After I finished my bowl of beer Master stood and yanked my leash for me to follow him.

I stayed by his side as he walked into the middle of the room. He said, "Men, this is My Bitch, my pet, she feels she is lacking attention and she says she is lonely. So I thought I'd take her out to give her what she needs. You may feed My Bitch."

One of the bikers yelled, "What do we get to feed the bitch?" 

Master said "Heel pet." 

I sat back on my heels and put my arms in back of my head, the bottoms of my tits poked out the bottom of the t-shirt, and my nipples close behind them. There were some moans in the room and comments like "Look at them huge tits" or "God I'd love to titty fuck them" to "Shit I want that ass."

Master snickered and said, "Well there's only one thing she is allowed, and that's cock. " I began to protest, but Master quickly yanked my leash, so I just sat there. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it.

Then yells came from the room and Master started to walk me around the bar. My tits were swaying back and forth as they hung down and my ass was wiggling as I crawled. My thighs were wet; we were stopping in front of every man and Master asked them, "Would you like to feed my pet, My Bitch?" Their hands would touch me and fingers would prod me, from rubbing my ass to reaching down and pinching my nipples, making me whine like a puppy.

Their fingers would slip into my wet pussy. I'd hear them suck them off as Master would move to the next man. I think there were 9 or 10 bikers, each man touching and groping me.

Finally Master took me back to the center of the room and said "Let's get this started! My Bitch needs attention." They all gathered around and watched as Master told me to heel, so back on my heels I went, with my arms up and behind my head.

I watched as ten zippers came down. Instantly there were 10 cocks and 10 sets of balls on display. What a sight it was to see them all standing there stroking there cocks and waiting to fuck me. My cunt was wet and swollen, begging to be fucked, needing to be fucked.

There were cocks of all sizes from small to gigantic. I took a deep breath as I noticed a long hard black cock, pre-cum dripping from the head of it. I took a deep breath and a moan escaped my lips. Then with a yank of Master's hand on my leash, I was brought back to reality. I noticed they were all hard and ready for ME!

I loved the variety of cock sizes. I was told to remove my t-shirt, and as I did, more of my body came into view. The cocks got harder and pre-cum began to flow.

A cheer rang out as the first biker stepped forward. He was well hung, and said "I want to fuck her cunt!!!" He walked around in back of me and I could feel his eyes looking at me. He laid on the floor and spread my legs as he slid between them and moved up. Sucking first my cunt, then with his tongue he parted my swollen lips. He bit on my clit. I moaned as he bit a little too hard, my cunt squatting down on him from the pain. 

He took it as a sign to fuck me. He slid up so we were face to face, and his huge hands grabbed my ass. He shoved his hard cock in me to the hilt. I gasped at his size and how deep he went. He sucked and bit on my nipples, and I let out a squeal of pain.  

I saw a barrel chested biker walking toward me. With a small 5 inch cock, he blurted out "I wanna fuck her ass". 

He walked around behind me and straddled the other biker's legs and took a deep breath as he watched my ass wiggle every time the biker shoved his big cock in my pussy. I wiggled to get away only to feel Master's crop on my ass, reminding me not to move. All I did was squat again like a puppy being spanked. It must have excited the man fucking my cunt to feel me squat down more on him.

I felt the man at my ass. I heard and felt him as he spit a few times. It landed in the crack of my ass and slid down. He proceeded to rub his hard cock in the spit; his fingers opened my ass and in went two fingers. Again I tilted my cunt inward trying to get away, but he continued the assault on my ass with his fingers fucking me deep. He positioned his cock at my asshole and shoved hard. In one stroke, he was in to his balls. I could feel them slapping my cunt, and I screamed as he opened me up. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to stop.

When I looked up I saw a lanky biker with about a 9 inch cock heading straight for me. I didn't look at him. I just watched as his long thin cock looked me in the eyes as he got closer. I could smell his musky odor as he came inches from my face. Grabbing my hair he forced his cock in my mouth. I gagged as he went all the way in. I heard click, click as Master took pictures. There was no easing up on my mouth, he just kept fucking it like it was the last one he'd ever have. I gagged with the intense face fucking I was getting, and he grabbed the hair at the back of my head to keep my head as still as possible.

I could feel the cock in my cunt throbbing and the biker yelling "I'm gonna cum bitch!" He was grabbing my tits and roughly toying with them as he came. I screamed, feeling I was gonna cum too. As I screamed the cock in my mouth went deeper. His hands in my hair held me tight to his cock, his balls slapping my chin, I could feel his cock oozing cum, and I knew it wouldn't be long before he came too. The biker fucking my ass picked up his pace too. It was bang... bang... bang... we all came at once; I gagged as the cock in my mouth went deep as he blew his load, making me gag trying to swallow it all without losing a drop. The men rolled away one at a time and I could feel cum dripping from my lips, as it landed on my chin and then on my tits. My thighs were wet as cum was dripping from my cunt and ass. My ass stung from the hard fucking the short cock gave me. But my cunt ached for more, and my mouth wanted more cock.

I heard voices, then I felt several pairs of hands exploring my exposed body; someone was standing in front of me. A strong pair of hands pulled the back of my head forward to his thick hard cock. I took him into my mouth and tried to take his huge cock into my throat but the angle was too high. He pushed my head down onto his cock the head pressing against the back of my throat; I began to gag and struggle for a breath.

At the same time I was being rolled onto my back, my legs were being spread wide. I felt like I was being split in two. All the while the cock stayed in my mouth but at least now the angle was better as it slammed my throat. My cunt was being entered by another hard cock as hands explored my body; I had a cock in each hand. 

I tried to count the number of hands exploring my body, but my head was spinning with sounds, smells and sensations. I could hear the bikers talking about how to properly share me so that everyone who wanted to participate was able to fully enjoy me. They began taking up rotating positions, starting with their cocks in my hands and then moving to my cunt, then the assault on my ass, before they finished in my mouth.

The fucking from the bikers seemed like it lasted for hours. I could hear myself moan and whimper as I was being fucked over and over. I had at least five explosive orgasms and counted nine ejaculations in my mouth. My legs ached and my cunt and ass hurt from the bikers intense fucking. They were having no mercy on me. When they were done I laid in the middle of the floor in a puddle of cum; mine and the 10 bikers that used me. I heard Master yell out "Anyone else wanna feed My Bitch?"

I started to protest when I felt the crop hit my ass a few times and heard Master telling me, "Shut up bitch, remember, you wanted the attention!" I moaned as he hit me.

Then I heard a man's voice yell, "I want to feed the bitch!"

I looked up and there was a man at the end of the room. I looked at his big boots and his leather pants. I followed his long legs up, and I stopped when I saw his huge hard cock, straining to get out of his pants. Taking a deep breath, I moaned out loud. My cunt was twitching and I wanted him; I had gotten my second wind. 

I heard Master Say "Heel, Bitch." Without hesitation, I sat back on my heels feeling every aching bone in my body. My tits and nipples were red from the other biker's assault on them. My cunt was swollen and throbbing from it all. My ass would pucker trying to get back to normal size, yet all I could do was moan when I looked at him.

He was huge, and best of all he was a huge black man. His stride was confident as he walked toward me. He was in almost a swagger as he joined me in the middle of the room. I tilted my head up and looked him in the eyes.....something I didn't do with the other bikers. He told me to undress him; His cock was straining against his jeans.

With a flick of my wrist I unzipped his zipper. I leaned back on my heels as I looked at his enormous cock that had sprung out of his jeans fully erect. The black muscle stood out in front of him like a 12 inch flag pole. It visibly twitched in my small white hands as I gripped and stroked him.

My tits swung as I continued stroking his hard cock. I watched as his eyes followed my tits as they swung back and forth; his fingers finally grasped my hardened nipples, and they tightened as the skin immediately turned a deep crimson. My head went back and my lips opened to let out a low grunting moan. After hearing me moan, the biker smiled and pinched harder.

Then 'crack'. He slapped my tits; I could see the ripple and my tit was turning a bright red from his slap. He pushed my hand off his cock and stepped closer to me. I must have looked small next to him. My lily white skin contrasted with his dark flesh, and I watched as his huge black cock swayed in front of my face. He gripped the back of my head as if it were a football then forced his huge black cock in my mouth. I gagged at its massive size.

In and out, his hands on my head were pushing and pulling to get a deeper penetration. I sat still and tried not to panic as he fucked my mouth. All I could do was simply gurgle as he fucked my face non-stop. I could feel the tears run down my face from gagging and sheer panic. I looked at his dark body standing before me; His stomach was hard and tightening as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth.

All of a sudden he let out a bellow as he emptied his balls in my throat. I gagged and tried to swallow what he gave me. When he was done he stepped back and his hard cock slipped from my mouth. Leaving his cum on my lips and chin, his black cock was still hard and he wanted more. I watched as he walked behind me, with my heart pounding and my cunt throbbing.

He knelt beside me and whispered in my ear "I've heard you been wanting to fuck a BIG black cock...... to feel it inside you. Is it true, bitch?"

I took a deep breath and I must have taken too long to answer because he slapped my ass. I heard it crack before I felt the sting, then one after another until tears began rolling down my face.

"Yes, yes" I screamed "I want to feel a big black cock in me."

"Well then let's feed the bitch" he whispered. I felt him behind me, his hands stroking my ass. Reaching around, he cupped my cunt and in one movement two fingers slipped in my pussy. I gasped at the force and the size. He took them out and then began to toy with my clit, rubbing and lightly tapping it; I spread my legs wider and arched my ass to him as if to say, "FUCK ME".

With one hand he grabbed his hard cock and rubbed it between my legs; not going in me, just stroking it between them. I moaned as he hit my clit with every stroke. His one hand was on my tit, stretching and tugging my nipple. Then in one movement he flipped me over I was on my back on the floor. His huge hands wrapped around my ankles as he spread my legs wide.

I couldn't believe how dark he was, and the sweat was running off his chest as he threw my legs over his shoulders and grabbed my hips. Hauling me in, his cock was driving hard and deep into me. I let out a scream as he pounded his enormous black cock in me. Every time he shoved it in me he'd yell, "How does it feel cunt? How does a black cock feel in this tight cunt of yours?" I screamed "Oh God, it hurts but it hurts so good!"

It felt like he was gonna rip me in two. My knees were banging on my shoulders as he fucked me, my eyes were closed and then he yelled "No bitch, you wanted a black cock so you look at me when I fuck you." My eyes opened and I saw the look on his face. He looked like he was in pain, but I knew better. He was getting close to cumming. I watched as his black lips came down on my pink hard nipple; he sucked with such force I thought it would explode. Then he shifted to the other. I screamed as he bit it, then his big black hand cracked against my tit; I screamed and he fucked me harder.

I let out a scream. I was gonna cum and he started to fuck me harder, shoving me further across the floor every time his black cock plunged into me. I heard him yell "Oh yes, I'm gonna feed you bitch ohhhh yess I'm gonna feed you good!" as he let out a yell and exploded in me. My back arched as I reached up to get every inch of him. His eyes were closed and the sweat ran from his chest. I didn't think he'd ever stop cumming. I could feel my insides tremble as I felt his cock empty deep in me. He collapsed and I felt him roll off me. He laid there a few minutes; I couldn't move my inside ached and I didn't want to lose the feeling.

Then I heard Master yelled "heel Bitch!" and then he cracked me with the crop across my tits. I screamed and got to my knees and put my hands behind my head, still shaking and trembling from the hard fucking I had just received.

Master put the crop under my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking him in the eyes; then he asked me a question "Did you cum Bitch? Did you cum with that black cock inside your tight cunt?"

I lowered my head and said "No Sir"

"Stand up" he said. I tried to stand but was unsteady on my feet. Master sat a stool in front of me and I thought, 'yes I can sit now'. It was red and padded which I thought 'good' because my ass hurt yet from the bikers.

Master told me to lean ever the stool and grab the legs, and not to let go. As I leaned over the stool my huge tits hung from the sides. I was on my tippy toes so I could reach the legs of the stool. I felt Master's hand on my ass and he slowly rubbed it up and down, it felt so good, his hand came down and cracked on my ass. I let out a scream and there was crack again and again. His fingers went between my legs.

I heard him say "Do you need to cum Bitch?" His finger shoved deep in me. Moaning, I said "yes Sir, your Bitch needs to cum."

His fingers toyed with my clit, rubbing and tapping it lightly. I could feel the wetness on my thighs now from the black biker and from my own needs. Master stepped up behind me and I heard his zipper go down. I closed my eyes as I felt his cock at my pussy, teasing my clit. His fingers were exploring my asshole, and then without warning he shoved his cock deep in my cunt so hard I thought I was gonna topple over the stool.

Master continued fingering my asshole as he fucked me. His other hand came down hard across my ass. Asking me "do you need to cum Bitch, do you need to cum?"