0 comments/ 31083 views/ 1 favorites My Pet By: SpankMaster60 David; As I was walking through the mall parking lot I noticed her. There was something about the way she carried herself, eyes a little downcast with a posture that seemed to say I am ready to be conquered. She immediately struck me as a young lady ripened to be a willing slave. She had beautiful red hair cut very short and was dressed in a short black leather skirt with a sheer white blouse and sandals with very thick soles. Her breasts were not large, but not small either and it was very clear that she was not wearing a bra as her nipples stood out against the thin material. I was very attracted to her from the beginning and decide I would make her mine at least for the night. Lisa; I first noticed him in the evening shadows as I got out of my car at the local shopping mall. He had shoulder length well groomed coal black hair; so black in fact it shimmered in the dying sunlight. He was walking through the parking lot very confidently, almost a cocky swagger. He had an air of power about him that sent little chills up my spine, as this was exactly the type of man I had been fantasizing about for so very long! I noticed him looking me up and down and his gaze seemed to linger at my breasts. I knew my nipples were sticking out as the fabric of my blouse rubbed against them making them very sensitive. As he looked at me I couldn't hold my eyes directly on his but had to look down, such was this air of power he seemed to exude from every pore of his being. I felt little tremors in my pussy signaling my arousal. Then as he approached I found myself wanting him in a way I have never wanted another man. David; As she walked in through the mall doorway she looked over at me and as I smiled she immediately lowered her eyes as if to say I am not worthy to look at you. I followed her in and stayed behind her pretending to window shop as I followed her around the mall. However I did stay just close enough for her to feel my presence. She went into the Victoria's Secret Shop and I think was a little amazed as I came in also. I held my gaze steady on her as she looked at the different lingerie and admired the sexy underclothes. Then she looked at me and I smiled as and walked over to her while she was looking at some bra and thong panty sets. I looked her directly in the eyes and told to go and try them on. She gasped a little but she picked them up in her size and went to the dressing room. Lisa; I noticed this handsome dark stranger following me around and keeping just close enough to hold me in his power. It was then that I noticed the rather large bulge in the front of his tight jeans and the intense gaze from his dark brown eyes, so intense I had to again lower mine. I wanted to see for sure if he was following or was this just another submissive fantasy of mine, so I went into the Victoria's Secret Store and started to look at different lingerie. As I looked at some very sexy bra and panty sets he approached and commanded me to go and try them on! This was the moment of truth! Would I make the move to fulfill this fantasy that had plagued me for so long or would I shun it when everything seemed so right for it? My hands shook as I picked the ones in my size and I went to try them on. David; Upon her return she again lowered her eyes and said with her voice trembling "They fit fine." I replied very nonchalantly "How can I be sure of that." She said she would ask if I could come to the back to see her in them. As she went to the young sales clerk and asked the young clerk looked my way and smiled with a knowing grin and motioned for me to come to the back. I followed the two to the dressing rooms and I sat in a chair as the girl went in and put the panties and bra back on and walked out in them. They were black satin material and the bra opened in front, the panties were cut very narrow and left little to the imagination. She turned quite red but stood there as I told her in a commanding tone to turn around. She slowly turned and as I looked at her pert little ass cheeks with the thong strap running between them I reached over and patted her bottom and admired the firmness of those globes. She asked me if they suited me and I snapped and said, "I think they should be as red as your bottom will soon be my pet!" She jumped a little then went back in to dress. I can imagine the thoughts that were going through her mind, "Am I really going to do this, submit to a stranger allow him to conquer me?" As she came out I asked her if she were ready to change. "The panties" she asked. To which I replied "No your life, because if you go and get the red ones now it is your sign of total submission to me now & until I decide to let you go." She hesitated momentarily and then went to the clerk and asked if she had this set in bright red, the clerk smiled and nodded yes and brought them to her in the same size. The girl brought them back to me as in an offering and stated very quietly, almost in a whisper" I am ready." To this I simply replied, "Good pay for them and we will leave my new pet." She seemed to like that and went to pay. Lisa; I came back from the dressing rooms and told this man who seemed to have such a hold on me that the underclothes fit just fine. I spoke to him in almost a whisper afraid top speak loudly in his presence. He knew by now I am sure that I was his and would do whatever he wished. He asked how he could be sure they fit and I suggested him coming back to see for himself, then I went to ask the clerk if it would be all right. She led him back and he sat in a chair as I undressed again and put the bra and panties on making sure the thong strap in back was completely wedged between my ass-cheeks. Then I timidly and modeled them for him and while he boldly took in so much of my exposed body I just got more and more excited with the thoughts of what the evening might bring for me. Then I was snapped back to reality as he told me to turn around and as I did he brazenly reached over to gently pat my ass and feel the firmness of my cheeks. Then when I asked if they suited him and he replied calmly and confidently" I think they should be as red as your bottom will be my pet." This statement almost made my head reel as he asked if I were ready to change? "The panties" I inquired of him. "No" he said "Your life because if you get the red ones I will take it as a sign of your total submission to me." After he had said this the moments seemed like an eternity as I made my mind up fully to be his at which time I asked the clerk if they had these in red which she brought to me in my size and I went and paid for them. Then I told him I was ready and I felt somehow released from bondage as I acquired a new kind of submission of my will to him. As we left the mall doors I instructed her to follow me as we walked to her car. When she got in I reached down and pulled the hem of her skirt up high almost to her crotch and unbuttoned her blouse to her navel squeezing one of her breasts. She looked around to see if anyone were watching this and her nipples stiffened even more. I gave her my address and told her to be there in one hour no later and to be wearing the panties and bra she had purchased under the clothes she now wore and to leave her blouse unbuttoned the way I had it. She smiled and said "Yes Master." It seemed that when she acknowledged me as her master the weight of the world was off her shoulders as she started her car and drove away. I went to my car and thought to myself how much I was going to enjoy this new young apprentice of mine. When I arrived home 20 minutes later I got a bottle of wine out and pulled the cork to let it breathe. Then as I sat back in my chair and turned on some music I relaxed and waited. I knew it wouldn't be very long as she wouldn't be able to wait the full hour of this I was sure! I smiled to myself as I got up to get a glass of the wine I had opened. I was not disappointed as I watched her pull in the driveway and slowly get out. She walked to the door and rang the bell waiting as I purposely let her stand there to see how she would react. As I thought she fidgeted conscious of her attire and I am sure very nervous of al the unanswered questions racing through her mind. When I finally opened the door she jumped a little as it opened and I invited her in. I finally asked her name to which she replied "Lisa but you may call me whatever you want Master." I told her my name was David but she would continue to address me as Master I would address her as my pet, since that was really all she was now, my pet and my plaything. I had Lisa stand in the center of the room as I sat in my favorite chair. I told her to slowly turn around, which she immediately did. While she was doing this I explained the rules to her. "You will always address me as Master here or anywhere I tell you to, you will dress only in the clothes I approve or nothing at all, you will obey every wish I have without hesitation, and last but not least you will be punished very thoroughly for any disobedience of these rules at anytime I choose. Now do you agree to my rules?" Lisa lowered her eyes and very quietly said, "Yes my Master it will be my joy to obey you." "Good" I replied, " Now I want you to take off all of your clothes starting with your skirt." She never flinched but began to remove her skirt, then blouse, panties and bra. I nodded my approval "crawl to me Pet" She got on her hands and Knees and slowly crawled across the richly carpeted floor to my chair. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my stiffening cock out and pressed it to her lips, she wasted no time in taking the head of my cock into her warm wet mouth. Slowly mouthing my penis she took more and more of my 9 inches in until I was in her throat then she brought her mouth back to the very tip and wrapped her lovely lips around the plum shaped head of my engorged prick. She kept this up while cupping my balls and gently squeezing them. Then she would lick up each side of my manhood like an ice cream cone, and then take me back into her throat again. To say she was a delightful cocksucker would be an understatement! I started to feel my cum rising and I grabbed her hair and pressed my prick into her throat and coated her tonsils with jet after jet of my come leaving only a small trickle at the side of her mouth which she took a finger scooped it up and licked it clean. " You pleased me very well Pet now you may go and freshen up and get dressed again." She took her clothes and went to find the bathroom and got ready and when she returned I held out a leather choker with a silver heart on the front and a small ring on one side to attach a leash to and explained this was her collar to me and she was to wear it at all times. If she were asked about it by anyone she must tell him or her what exactly it was and why she wore it. After Lisa put on the collar admiring it in the mirror I told her we should go as we had some shopping to do. She looked at me very puzzled but didn't question. As we pulled out of the driveway I reached over to squeeze her upper thigh to which she smiled coyly and it seemed as if she was at peace with herself after a long battle inside of her being had ended. As we pulled into the parking lot of the department store I told her "Pet pull off your top and remove your bra and then lift your skirt and remove the panties as well and do it outside the car." We were parked under one of the big lights toward the rear of the lot and Lisa immediately protested "But if someone walks by while I am undressing" her eyes pleading for mercy. "Pet I told you that you must obey without question and now you have earned a punishment" I snapped at her! She jerked at the sound of my harsh voice and stepped outside and looking around began quickly taking off the blouse. While she was removing her bra two young girls walked close by and seeing her snickered, wide eyed at this woman stripping in the parking lot. Lisa's face blanched white as they went by. She quickly go the blouse back on tucking it back into her skirt and raised the hem of the skirt pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. She was visibly embarrassed by all this her face beet red. "In the future if you don't obey right away the punishment will be on the spot regardless of where we are or who is watching! Do I make myself clear Pet?" I snapped at her. "Yes my Master" She replied meekly. This was when I knew I truly had her. As we walked to the store entrance I stopped and told her to unbutton her blouse to just below her breasts which this time she immediately complied with. If she bent in the slightest her breasts would be in full view of anyone close by. We first went to the hardware aisle where I picked up some thin rope and some very large dowel rods. I handed these to her and had her to place them gently into the bottom of the basket and I watched in amusement as the gentleman working in hardware stared at her exposed tits. She then realized what was happening and her face turned a bright red. I just smiled at her and we walked on. When we got to the house ware aisle I selected some regular household candles and had her to put them also. Then we went to the men's department where a young girl of about 20 was working. She was a cute thing, reminded me of a cheerleader. With her apple pie blonde features and large breasts straining against a tight sweater. She was wearing jeans that were tight enough to see she was also wearing thong panties. I told Pet to ask her to come over to where I was admiring the belts. She came over to help and I asked her which one of the belts she would recommend to punish a naughty young lady. She looked a little surprised and asked what I said again. I replied "which one of these belts would you use to punish a naughty young lady, you know to whip her with" The clerk then looked at Pet as she was blushing and keeping her head down to hid her embarrassment and asked "For her you mean" to this I made Pet answer her. She at first just nodded her head slowly until I told her very sternly to answer! "Yes it is for me. I have disobeyed My Master and I must be punished." To this the clerk grinned from ear to ear and I think was getting a little aroused at the thought. She said, "Well let's see here" as she fingered the different styles of belts until resting on a sturdy thick work belt with a large pewter buckle. "I think this one would do a fine job on her. It would certainly remind her to behave in the future!" I asked the clerk if she were the one using it on Pet how many strokes she would administer to her. "I don't know perhaps a good 10 swats" Lisa's eyes got wide at this and I noticed her hand instinctively went to her bottom as if to guard it. I looked at the clerk's nametag and asked her "Cassie, would you like to test this belt on her? She will let you if I tell her to, wont you Pet?" To this Pet replied simply "Yes Master." Cassie said she couldn't do it there at the store but wouldn't mind at all doing it after her shift. I told Cassie that would be fine and gave her my phone number and directions to my house. She was to get off in 2 hours and would be there soon after. Then she looked at Pet and smiled wickedly saying to her "I am really going to enjoy whipping you with this so don't even think I will let you off lightly!" And with that she kissed Pet on the cheek lightly and patted her bottom, "I will see you both soon" and we said our goodbyes and went to pay. As we were leaving Pet looked at me and asked with a nervous tone to her voice "Master do you think she will really show up" to this I replied simply I certainly hope so it will be interesting to see her give you your punishment." And with that we walked to the car and drove back to my car in total silence. When we arrived I had Pet to strip and put on the red thong and bra set and kneel by the door. I told her she was to wait there for Cassie to come and then to greet her by kissing her feet and making her feel welcome, she immediately complied as I went to turn on some music and pour a glass of wine for myself. When I sat down I called Pet over and had her to sit in my lap while I held her close "I want you to know I cherish you as any caring Master would a beloved Pet and in this I will from time to time choose to share you for both of our pleasure. Tonight is to be such a night." Then I kissed her on the side of the neck and told her to return to the door to wait. As she made her way to kneel at the door the telephone rang, it was Cassie saying she couldn't wait and took off early and could she come on over and I said yes. Pet's eyes widened as she realized who it was and that she was on the way here, knowing she would soon be punished with that belt. I got up and took the belt out of the bag doubled it and slapped the leather together a couple of times which made her jump noticeably. A few minutes later Cassie pulled into the drive and got out of her car. Then when the doorbell rang I went to it and invited her in. She had changed clothes and was now wearing some leather sandals and a tight short denim skirt with a low cut stretch top and no bra. She took one look at Pet and smiled cupping her chin in her hand and admiring her lingerie. Pet then did as I said taking off her sandals and kissing her feet welcoming her. Cassie played right along raising her foot to Pet's lips and telling her to lick them and especially pay attention to her toes. Pet immediately did this and lowered her foot to start on the other one. "Will she really do whatever you tell her," "Ask her yourself" I replied. She looked at Lisa and asked her to which Pet replied "Yes Ma'am I will, no matter what it is." Cassie smiled at me and said, " I believe this is going to be a fun evening." Cassie put her foot down leaving her shoes off and walked over to sit on the couch with Pet right behind her crawling on the floor on all fours. As Cassie sat down she saw the belt and picked it up. As she played with the belt She asked " I heard you call her Pet a lot is that her name?" "Well that is the name I gave her as she has become my Pet," then I told her of our meeting that very evening to which she was amazed. Then she looked directly at Pet and said, "I think we have some unfinished business you and I Pet." Pet knew exactly to what she was referring and just lowered her eyes and said "Yes Ma'am." Cassie stood up and redoubled the thick belt and motioned for Pet to get up. As she did Pet was shaking a little knowing what was about to happen. Cassie told her to lower her panties and bend over the arm of the couch presenting her ass high for the belt. Pet slowly lowered the red panties to her knees and bent over. Cassie commented how well the red panties suited what she was going to do to her ass. Then Cassie drew her arm back and Craaaaack slapped the leather across Pet's unprotected bottom. Pet jumped not expecting the amount of pain in that stroke. Then Craaaaaack, Craaaaaack two more blows in quick succession causing her to jump straight up! Cassie commanded her t bend back over as that was only three. "If you get up again before I am through we will start all over understood?" Pet said meekly "Yes mistress" Cassie seemed to like that as she smiled. Then after Pet bent back over Cassie really went to work on her reddening ass cheeks. Craaaaaack, Craaaaaack, Craaaaack! There was no let up Craaaack, Craaaaaack, Pet was howling like a banshee now tears streaming down her cheeks. Craaaaack, Craaaaaaack! Cassie really knew how to swing that belt and I thought she was a novice. Craaaaack, Craaaaaaack, Craaaaaack, Craaaaaack... Then she put the belt down and had Pet to stand against the wall hands on her head while she sat back on the couch close to me. Well do you think she was punished enough David?" I was admiring Cassie's nipples straining against her top and said I thought she did a great job on her. Cassie smiled at me and reached over to fondle my cock through my pants. My Pet "Master..." I heard the soft coo of my name, turning my head to see my pet as she knelt at my feet. "yes?" She said nothing as she nuzzled me sweetly, making her way between my knees and kissing my thighs to show her affections. Her cheek resting there as she smiled softly in content. She was such a good girl... I smiled tenderly, excited at the fact that I was going to push her limits tonight, she would be able to handle it although it would be out of her comfort zone for sure. I could already see her face change a bit as she noticed the contraptions around the room, recognizing several and retreating into my lap a bit to look up at me in nervous curiosity. "I told you we'd be having a bit of fun tonight." I gently wound my fingers into her hair and balled it into a fist, pulling so that her neck was craned backwards and I could kiss her deeply, tasting her lower lip and nibbling at her gently. When I pulled back her cheeks were flushed a deep pink, eyes half lidded and I couldn't help but laugh at how easy it was to seduce her sensitive body, "now pet?" She blinked once or twice to focus her gaze on me. "Do you trust me to use your body well tonight?" She took a long moment to look at all the other people in the room, several couples already starting to utilize the equipment and she blushed deeply, retreating further into my lap. I pet her affectionately as I awaited her decision... I wanted nothing more than to push her boundaries, to have her absolute trust and obedience and wring ever last drop of pleasure from our bodies; but never without her consent. After thinking it over she met my eyes and nodded slowly. I knew that I wouldn't need to question her resolve again. I smirked in response, this time roughly taking her by the hair and bringing her face to mine, using my free hand to grab her behind so that she was forced into a beautiful arch and she had to brace herself against my lower stomach. A small moan escaped her as I squeezed the ample flesh in my palm, her hands wandering to hold an arm of the chair I sat in to stabilize herself. I broke the kiss in order to attack her neck, my pet gasping as I drew tongue and teeth over sensitive tendons. I held her close and squeezed again as she squirmed and rubbed her thighs together in an attempt to sate her growing desires. "Stop that now, you know you have to stay still." I rumbled in her ear as I slipped my hand down her tummy and into the black lace she carried under her dress. She gasped sharply and began to grind against my fingers, repeating the noise when I pulled her head further back to chastise her for moving and breaking my orders. She was just starting to build up her pleasure when I pushed myself inside her, fingering her hole roughly so that she began to cry out, her voice reaching a crescendo right as I tore my hand away from her quivering body. She wasn't going to cum until I wanted her too. She looked at me almost betrayed as she panted in my hands, obviously wanting more and I felt myself throb as I let her go, smacking her ass as I forced her to stand in front of where I sat. "Undress. Now." I wanted to enjoy the sight of her naked body as I used her mouth to pleasure myself. She hesitated, looking around at the people whose attention she had grabbed with her moaning, blushing deeply in embarrassment as she grabbed the hem of her dress, refusing eye contact with me. "pet..." I warned her with my tone. "b-but..." she paused and took a split second to meet my eyes before looking at the floor once again, fidgeting and rubbing her thighs together as she contemplated her words. "all the people...they'll see." "and?" I took her chin in my hand so that she would be forced to look at me. "You do not need to be concerned with them right now, all of you belongs to me, and I will not have you ashamed of your body. In fact I have been quite excited to show you off..." I trailed, waiting for her response. She didn't look away but fidgeted none the less, hesitant to show her soft flesh. "You are mine pet, do not doubt that I will protect you and that I cherish every imperfection and insecurity your heart may hold..." I trailed my finger along her spine slowly as I awaited her obedience and she shivered slightly, taking a long moment to look into my face, kissing me softly and standing up straight so that I could get a good view. "Good girl." She smiled softly before taking a deep breath, slowly unzipping the side of her dress and shrugging out of the sleeves so it fell to the floor around her ankles. I twitched violently as I rested my head in my hand, waiting for her to take care of the rest as her face turned a bright shade of pink in embarrassment. She made a slight whimpering sound that made me all the harder as she undid her bra, turning around so that she could slowly slide her panties down her legs, giving me a full view of her backside. I reached out, slapping her right cheek hard in order to elicit a cry of surprise. "Teasing me even when you're so embarrassed, how absolutely shameless of you." Despite her embarrassment she smirked at me playfully and I couldn't stand to wait anymore. "Turn around littler girl." She did as instructed, clasping her hands in front of her until I pointed at my feet. "Kneel." She bit her lip as she obediently crouched between my thighs, placing her palm over the painfully hard bulge in front of her and rubbing it softly, squeezing as I watched her eager actions with what I knew to be a devious smirk. She hummed hungrily as she took out the source of my discomfort, the girl giggling to see the tip was almost purple with how badly I needed her and stroking it lightly as she licked her lips in want. "Mmmm..." she hummed, dragging her tongue from the base of my cock all the way to the tip, kissing it several times after and I closed my eyes tight for just a moment. She was giving only the lightest of touches and I found that when I looked down again she had the most devious grin on her lips. She was trying to torment me. I took her by the throat gently and moved her away, kissing her deeply again and moving to put my thumb in her mouth to open it wide. "Girls who tease wind up over knees dear, you know that." I reached behind and slapped her ass roughly. "Now you're going to take all of it in your mouth and give proper head before I punish you for trying to top me from the bottom." She smirked and bit her lip as soon as I moved to lean back in my chair, taking my cock and holding it from the base so that it stood tall in front of her face. "Now suck." I saw her pelvis twitch in arousal as she leaned forward, forgetting about every other presence in the room when she swallowed all the way until it hit the back of her throat. I groaned and closed my eyes, letting her swirl her tongue around the head when she came up and hollow her cheeks as she went down, humming in pleasure like a good submissive should. I wound my fingers in her hair as she bobbed her head up and down furiously in an attempt to pleasure me. Letting my length bounce out of her moth with a loud pop, she took a moment to sigh in delight, kissing the base and looking up at me with such lust and adoration that it made me want to bend her backwards over the arm of the chair and ravage her. She grasped my balls in her hand before I had the chance, squeezing them ever so gently as she swallowed as far as she could go once more. This time chocking on my length but not moving as I thrust into her throat with a growl, grabbing her skull and pumping in and out heatedly. She gasped for air when I let her head go, only needing the short moment to catch her breath before diving down to the base again, slurping loudly and moaning. I held the back of her head but let her enjoy her own pace for the moment, noticing that her cheeks flushed even hotter as her soft hums turned to moans and pants of lust that grew louder and louder. "Are you fingering yourself?" She stopped immediately but it was too late, I saw her fingers move from between her legs and took her hand to examine her glistening digits. "You know that you aren't allowed to touch yourself unless I tell you so..." she shivered as I moved the hand towards her mouth, having her clean her own juices away before grabbing her from behind and hoisting her over my lap. "You have been very difficult tonight little girl." I said, landing a very firm smack on her backside which caused her to jump. "In fact I would say you have been outright misbehaving." I landed another swat to the opposite cheek. "Are you wanting me to discipline you?" She smirked but shook her head no, what a little minx, I hardly knew what to do with her sometimes. "Are you toying with me?" I smacked her again and this time she moaned. Shaking her head no again as she bit her lip. "Really? Then why on earth," I landed my hand on her right cheek and watched it bounce, "would you tease my cock," I struck the left cheek, "break rules," I swatted her dripping snatch and listened to her gasp as her toes curled, "and lie about wanting the serious spanking I'm about to give you if you don't start behaving?" She giggled as she hung onto my legs, looking at me deviously and I raised an eyebrow. "I think it's time we test out some of the equipment they have here..." I picked her up and she yelped excitedly as I flung her over my shoulder, I had wanted to use the cage and took it while I still could, cuffing her to outside of the bars and picking up a leather paddle that I knew she would like. This was going to be fun. "And how many was that pet?" "N-nineteen." She stammered, her ass bright red and her knees wobbly from the intensity of the hits she had taken. I ran my hand over the last mark and grinned, I was going to make her writhe with this last one. There were little heart shaped marks all over her cheeks from the cut out in the paddle, and I planned on branding this last one into her flesh so that the heart shaped bruise would last for days. I wound up my arm and paused a moment, watching her body tense in preparation before I struck her backside with the black leather one last time. She rattled the cage as she gasped in shock, this time her knees almost giving out as her back arched. She held her breath in the sudden pain it had brought on. I smirked, crouching low to smooth over the raised edges with my tongue and she gasped, moaning as she tried to squirm away but I took her by the hips so she couldn't escape, biting lightly so she'd cry out. I chuckled as I put my body flush with hers, "pain slut." She let out a breathy giggle, letting me kiss her jaw as I unchained her from the cage. I was aching I was so hard again, and I wasn't going to wait any longer to show her off. "It seems your punishment has attracted a small crowd little one..." She turned her head to see a group of people surrounding the cage, several even clapped at the fact she took every hit without fuss and she squeaked as she hid her face in my chest. I laughed as well as several others and I took her by the chin. "Common now, no point in hiding when the shows about to start. Right?" Her face was mildly horrified yet incredibly excited and I smiled deviously, opening the cage door and guiding her in by the small of the back. "Nervous?" she nodded, gulping slightly at the prospect of being a spectacle and I turned her face to me. "Then look at only me pet. Nobody else." I cupped her face and she smiled softly, fully trusting that I would take care of her jitters and I promised I wouldn't disappoint. I kissed her until she was dizzy, nibbling at her lip and caressing her naked body until she couldn't think straight or focus on anything but the sensations I brought on in that one moment. "Close your eyes." I began to undress as she did what she was told, throwing my shirt to the side but keeping the tie, kissing my pet again until she was breathless and I could use the piece of cloth as a makeshift blindfold. "I'll take this off when you're ready, ok?" she nodded and I kissed her again. "Good, for now, follow my instructions." I took her wrists and placed them against the bars facing the most people. "You will keep your hands here and not move them, do you understand?" "Yes sir." She was shaking a bit. "Do you remember your safe word in case this gets a bit heavy for you?" "Uh-huh." She murmured. "Good." I kissed her neck softly, going on in my instructions. "Now spread your legs." I kicked them apart, pulling her hips back so that she gasped and had a nice arch in her spine, she grabbed onto the bars in front of her for support. "God you are soaked." I got on my knees, kissing the back of her thighs and probing her drenched opening. "Excited are we?" Before she could answer I put my mouth against her dripping snatch. Enjoying the way she pushed her hips back and groaned at my touch. Her body begged for me to do more but I kept every touch light to torment her and make sure she was completely unsatisfied and just teased enough where she would be lost in the need for more. I didn't have to wait long for her please, she was desperately horny and I hadn't let her finish once today. I stood up so I was spooning her back, kissing down her spine and pinching her nipples so that she squirmed and begged for more but she never actually got what she wanted from me. "What do you want pet? You have to tell me..." I taunted, toying with her clit which sent her bucking into me. "I-I want..." "Uh huh?" I encouraged her, pinching the small nub between her legs and she jolted, crying out as she ground against the hardness pressed against her backside. "Please master, I-I want your cock..." she whimpered, her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment and I smirked. "Why I thought you'd never ask..." I could feel her body hum in anticipation as I took off my belt, snapping it and giving her ass one last good lash before throwing it aside and shimmying off my trousers, throwing them away with my shirt and lining up with her absolutely dripping cunt. The first thrust was always the best to me. The way it feels to finally be surrounded by the warmth of my partner, to see her twitch and to hear the sharp intake of air that came with the touch of her soft skin against my hips...the moan that resounded from her was priceless as she waited for me to move. I groaned, leaning over her and bracing one hand on the same bar she was, the other grasping her hip and grinding her pelvis against mine. "fuck, yes..." I hissed as I slid out nice and slow, waiting so that only the very tip still resided inside and waited as I saw my submissive's body shake with the need for release, I slammed myself back inside her so I was sheathed to the hilt and she wailed in pleasure, a streamer of saliva coming off of her lip like the lustful animal she was. She began to sob in pleasure with every thrust as I slammed completely inside her, jostling her body into the bars of the cage and bringing her back by her pelvis so that I was shoved against her cervix every time. I took explicit pleasure from every mule and coo and gasp for air, every tremble and jerk that racked her soft frame, but... I still wanted more from her pleasure weakened body. I reached around her soft frame to toy with her most favorite spot and she began to writhe like she had been possessed, taking her hands off of the bars to try and remove my fingers from her abused clitoris. "Hands back on the cage." I barked at her, slamming all the way in as I took her roughly by the wrists and pinned them back where they were supposed to be. "Don't disobey me again." I resumed rubbing at her sensitive spot and she twitched and bent her knees, almost anything to get away from the overwhelming touch I was giving her. "p-p-please master it's too much!" she pleaded with me and I laughed, biting into her shoulder lightly and ignoring her begging to wring every last ounce of pleasure I could from her. "By the time I'm done you will be nothing but a tremor in my arms, do you understand little one? I will not finish until you have lost track of how many times you have come on my cock." "y-y-y-yes sir!" she cried out before I felt her spasm around me, I growled and began to plow into her harder and faster, seeing her back tense as she screamed through her first major orgasm. I tore her away from the wall and pushed her to her knees without hesitation, her mouth already awaiting my shaft and I grabbed her by the back of the skull as I made her swallow me to the hilt, gagging as I fucked her pretty mouth. "Swallow all of it." I demanded, grabbing her jaw as I rode out the last waves of my climax, groaning as I tilt my head back, enjoying the sensation of her moaning as she did as she was told. I sighed in satisfaction, taking a long moment to shake and take in the full body feeling of my orgasm before looking down at her flushed face. "good girl... now clean it off." I knew if she hadn't had the blindfold on she would be looking at me lustfully as she sucked and licked at every last inch of my cock, sighing and panting in the afterglow of her own release. "Thank you sir." She cooed to me and I smiled. "We aren't done yet, you can still form coherent sentences." She let out a short hiccup of a sigh and I chuckled. "Back against the wall little one." I had to help her back to standing and guide her hands to the cage bars so that she wouldn't tumble over, several of those who weren't moaning laughing at the euphoric behavior. I wanted to take the blindfold off but I knew it wasn't the right time. I hummed as I rubbed the tip of my penis against her overly sensitive clit, she mewed and rotated her hips to heighten the sensation for herself. I grabbed a fistful of her hair to still her before sliding in nice and slow this round. "ah!" she whimpered as I smacked her bruised ass again. Her pussy clenching around me in response and I throbbed inside her, I liked that response... I picked up the paddle again and gave a test to see how much she could take. She pushed her ass against me in response and I continued to slide in and out roughly, pelting her sore behind over and over as she rolled her head and moaned my name. I enjoyed her whimpers as I slowed my pace to nothing, toying with her in all kinds of ways to stay off her orgasm, pulling out to spank her or finger her roughly and stopping just as she began to climb to her peak. "god, please sir, harder..." she breathed, gyrating her ass on my cock to entice me and I grabbed a handful of the soft flesh before paddling it so hard she jumped off of me. I collected her and slammed myself so I felt to head of her womb, her breasts pressed against the bars, loudly mewling and begging for me to spank her even harder than that. "Look at you, you little pain slut. Begging for me to hit you and fuck you in front of all these people..." I slipped my finger behind the knot of the tie and pulled it away from her face so she could see the party goers who had stopped to observe. "look at all of them, sitting here just to watch you scream, and beg, and come all over my cock, over," I thrust hard and ground my hips against her ass, "and over," I took the paddle and imprinted the heart against her flesh once more so her breasts were thrust outwards and she almost slipped away from me. "And over again." I saw her fix her gaze on them as her lower regions throbbed and tightened around me. She saw one woman sucking on her dominant's engorged shaft, another was watching his two subs play with each other while they focused on us. She closed her eyes tightly and I sped up and grabbed her hair, driving her wild with how sensitive she was. My Pet "Having fun pet?" I hissed as she spasmed, a small orgasm washing over her as I paddled her again, she wasn't going to sit right for a week... "y-yes sir..." she sighed, her voice raspy from her moans. "t-thank you for spanking me." "Mmmm good girl." I hummed in her ear. "Now I want you to grab onto those bars extra tight because you have nothing to thank me for yet..." I heard her breath catch before she did as instructed, making a very irritated whining sound as I slid out of her. I gave her a warning smack. "None of that, you'll be getting your fill soon enough." She huffed in agitated agreement and I made her weak in the knees with the blow I delivered to her backside. "Behave." "Yes sir..." I walked away from the cage to dig through our personal bag, bringing out the nipple clamps and the flogger since she seemed to want the pain mixed with pleasure today, I'd never seen her in such a frenzy... I turned around to see her squirming under the gaze of all the people around her, the two girls from before having moved closer to give her a show of their own, her face turning bright red as she looked at the floor. "Embarrassed love?" I grabbed her attention as I stepped back into the cage, closing the metal door behind me with a giant clang. I held out the flogger and pair of adjustable nipple clamps by the chain, rattling them in front of her face so that she blushed harder. "Stick out your chest so I can put them on." I gave her a cocky grin. She licked her lips as she did so, hissing in pleasure as I tugged on the chain. "How's that?" "P...please make them tighter sir." She shivered. "Aren't we just the masochist today?" I was genuinely surprised, she usually was very susceptible to pain. I adjusted them until she moaned softly in my ear, I couldn't wait to drive her absolutely mad with the devil's tale in just a minute, if it was a bruised ass she wanted, it was a bruised ass she would get. "Thank you sir." She whimpered as I pulled on the chain again "Don't thank me just yet, remember?" she giggled. I stood behind her again, teasing her with just the tip so that she hummed in anticipation, rocking back against me so that I slid inside her all the way. I groaned. "That's right sweetie, fuck yourself on my cock." She rolled her head again as she thrust back against me, personally enjoying the view when I decided to bring down the flogger. She gasped at the sting of it across her already tender ass, tensing and writhing a moment before resuming her pace against me with a broken sigh. I gently drug it down the indent of her spine so that she shivered, cocking my arm and bringing it across her ass again. "fuck!" she took in a shuddering breath, hissing an almost inaudible "yes." On the exhale. She wasn't as quiet as I took the initiative and began to fuck her again, not letting up with the impact tool in my hand until she came under the red and black leather. I grabbed her hair and yanked back her head so I could plow her harder, starting my slow climb up to orgasm as I took her body for my own gain. She began to moan louder as I abused her sore hole, struggling to stand as she shuddered against me again, trying to arch away so that she could breathe after all the stimulation but that wasn't an option. I whipped her again, yanking her hips back to mine and chastising her for her disobedience, threatening to tie her down and not let her come at all if she didn't keep her promise to let me use her body for the night. "Please sir..." she squealed as I hit an especially sensitive spot, "it's too much..." "That's exactly the point pet." I growled, yanking her head back so she was looking at the ceiling as I pumped into the same spot harder, watching her struggle to find air between her pleasured wails. She grunted as I let go of her hair, leather meeting her flesh again and her warmth contracted around me in yet another climax. God I loved that feeling more than anything, the way she squeezed and pulled me in, it was like I was melting inside of her and I growled deep in my chest as I brought down the tails of the flogger in order to experience the mind numbing sensation again. I let my head lull back for a moment, taking her hard as I saw all sentient thought leave her face, only to be replaced by pure ecstasy. "mmm, that's it little one, just feel me inside you," I cooed to her, enjoying the broken moans that flowed from her lips, her muscles going lax even as I thrashed her over and over. She was gone in that one moment as I sunk my teeth into her neck, pulling her chain so that she screamed my name and bucked against me in an attempt to free herself. Yet she didn't lift her hands away from the bars of the cage once. She felt so wonderful, god I wanted to push her even farther. I whispered so that only she could hear me. "You love this don't you baby girl? You love being the center of attention while I fuck your ever loving brains out? Making other couples so horny that they give in and start to moan and writhe just like you are now. You absolutely love that I took you up here and belted your ass until it bruised and that I'm not going to stop fucking you until you can't take coming one more time. You dirty little slut, you are absolutely soaked, dripping all over my thighs because you're so ready to come from all these strangers looking at you. Isn't that right? You're my gorgeous little pain slut aren't you?" I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she writhed and gyrated her hips involuntarily, her mouth agape as she closed her eyes tightly. She came all over me as I spoke to her, almost screaming with the intensity and dropping to her knees so I had to follow with her, pushing her face into the floor as I savagely fucked her into the ground. "Aren't you?" I whispered into her ear, "I want to hear you say it." "Yes..." she breathed out, hardly even audible over the sound of her squelching pussy and my hips smashing against her ass. "Yes what?" "Yes I'm your little pain slut." She whimpered, unable to keep her voice even. "I don't think the people in the back rows could hear you dear." I hissed, so close to coming inside her I could hardly stand it. God she was so perfect underneath me, gasping and hardly able to breathe. Belonging totally and completely to me. "I-I'm your little pain slut! I love it! I love all of it, begging for you to paddle me, begging to fuck me harder while everyone watches. God master I love it, I love being your personal masochist slut!" she came again hard and I flipped her over so I could see her face, grabbing her by the throat as I pushed her legs back towards her shoulders. "That's right, you're mine pet." Her head fell back as she moaned, eyes almost rolling back into her head before pulled her back to me by her hair. "Look at me when you come, look at my face, I want to see you come when I blow my load inside you." "Y-yes sir." She gasped loudly as I gripped her throat again, kissing her deeply and backing up to rub her clit so she arched and writhed on the ground. "Look at me." I barked as I pulled her head back and she grasped at my arms, clawing at my flesh and trying to both push against and get away from the torture I put her through with the most desperate look, mouth open and eyes dilated as she stared at me with the most intense need I had ever seen. I couldn't hold back any longer and violently bottomed out, thrusting as hard as I could inside this mess of a woman beneath me. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she gave out a silent scream. I had to smack her on the cheek before she breathed in a desperate lung full of air, her body giving out as loud cries and hiccups signified her desperation to breathe and recover. I heard people applaud and whistle in the background but didn't care as I leant forward, kissing tenderly the girl I had just so beautifully destroyed, hugging her close as she gave out a short sob of pleasure and pain. "Shhh baby girl, I've got you." I held her close to me for a long moment, kissing her all over her beautiful face and neck, stroking her sides as I waited for her to catch her breath. She clung to me desperately the whole of the time and I hushed her quietly as I reluctantly pulled out, draping my shirt over her so I could carry her out of the cage. A soft bed awaiting the both of us, and a warm bath to sooth the sting that would be left after our intense scene. "Hmmmm..." I heard my pet whimper and looked down to see her crack open a single eye to look at me in a daze. "Thank you master..." I smirked, "you're such a good girl..." I stared at her sleepy face an eternal moment, kissing her deeply and scattering pecks around her face as I hugged her close to my chest, a contented hum of my own mixing with hers. My Pet "I was already hard as a rock and she asked "what are we going to do with this" I just smiled and went to the couch with her and kissed her deeply while fondling her tits. She got up and stripped off her clothes. Then she started on mine and had me naked in not time flat. She knelt down and took me into her mouth sucking me then licking my thighs. I got her up to the couch and knelt between her legs and buried my hard manhood in her pussy in one stroke. As I fucked her she was like an animal bucking her hips and groaning loudly. I put my lips to the side of her neck and bit down and kept nibbling there. She suddenly told me she wanted me to fuck her ass, as I pulled out of her hot pussy she went to the floor and bent over the couch. I knelt behind her and pressed my cock into her ass as she spread the cheeks wide. Then as I pushed my cock all the way in I told Pet she could come over. She did and watched in amazement as I fucked Cassie's asshole. I told Pet she could play with her self and watched as her fingers went immediately to her cunt to finger it while with her other hand she twisted her nipples. Cassie started to moan loudly as she approached orgasm and I started pumping faster and reaching around to squeeze her breasts. She started coming just as I did and I pumped her ass full of come while her asshole convulsed around my cock. Pet meanwhile was wrapped up in fingering her pussy to orgasm and fell back on the couch to finish herself off. After I finished coming I collapsed against Cassie's back as my cock started to soften in her ass I pulled out and sat on the couch and pulled her to me. Pet moved over close also and thanked us both for making her feel like a special Pet. To this Cassie just smiled and kissed her full on the mouth. Then she got up and started to dress saying she had to go and said if we like we could call her we would get together again. I winked and said she could bet on it while I patted Pets red sore bottom. After she finished dressing she walked over and kissed us both deeply. Then she walked out got in her car and left. I looked at Pet and told her she should move in the next day and let her place go as I had decided that she needed to be here with me. She just smiled dreamily and said "Thank you Master." As we walked to the bedroom and got into the bed she snuggled close to me and drifted off with a contented smile on her face. Yes I thought again she will be mine at least for this lifetime and I dozed off. My Pet You are laying in our bed, sleeping, i have just woke up, i crawl down on the bed and press my face between your legs, from behind, licking you.. You wake up, wondering what is happening and see and feel me licking you, you moan to me to keep going. I then tell you that i'm the one deciding what to do now, you are merely the pet that has to obey me. Then i crawl on top of you, holding your arms down, smiling at you, telling you that this will be fun. I ask if you will be a nice pet and lay still for me, you say you won't and i slap your breast with my hand and ask again, this time you say you will. So i get off, tell you to lay still, you are not allowed to move at all! I then go to get some oil, a small vibrator, a soft suede whip, a cup, rope, and red color for body painting, this will be our tools today. I first take the paint and write with big red letters, "Master's Pet" on your stomach, "honey hole" on your thighs with an arrow up to your pussy and i ask you for today's safe word. Then i start dribble oil on you, smearing it out all over you so that you are all slippery and shiny, i grin at you and pinch your nipples, pulling them hard, then grabbing your breasts firmly, leaving marks on them, "there, now they're marked as mine too" and you moan. I tell you to get out of bed and kneel next to me, i want you to take my cock between those breasts and after a while of you stroking my cock with them i tell you to suck on it, suck on it and eat my cum pet and i hold on to your hair, deciding the speed. After i have cum in your mouth and have swallowed i have you open your mouth and let me control that you really have swallowed it all, you have and i pat you on the head telling you what a good pet you are. I tell you that i will have to reward my pet for being so good, you nod and smile at me, i grin back and picks up the vibrator, it's a quite small and smooth one, and i tell you to get up and bend over on the bed. As i spread oil on the vibrator i command you to spread your ass, you hesitate but decides to do it. I take my oiled finger and rub your anus, gently pushing against it, you tell me you're not sure about this and i slap your ass and tell you to be quiet and you know that i will stop if you just say that safe word, but you want to go on and i go back to pushing my finger in your anus. Now penetrating you, you moan so loud, almost screaming, i move my finger in and out of you, faster, deeper and harder. I pull out my finger and puts the tip of the vibrator by your anus, slowly pushing it in, letting your anus get used to it, i put it on full speed and tell you that you are not to cum unless i command you too! I get the cup and holds it between your legs, and i tell you that i want your golden juice, i rub your clit and command you to pee for me. You try and then finally it starts to dribble, turning into a stream of golden juice, i hold the cup to catch some of it, not minding that it comes on me too. I get up with the cup in my hand and tell you to turn over and lay down on your back, the vibrator is not to be removed out of your ass, and i start pouring your own pee on your breasts and stomach. I then slowly remove the vibrator, making sure to do it real slow and teasing, i go to put it down and gets the rope instead, tell you to lift your knees and hold on to them with your hands and i tie your hands there, not too tight, just hard enough to hold you there, reminding you of the safe word. Then i get the suede whip, whipping your breasts gently, doing it until they are pink for me and then i whip your thighs and pussy, and you are not to cum yet, i have not given you permission for that, and i tease you by telling you that you can make it all stop by saying the safe word as i whip you until you are red. I see how much honey you are making and i put down the whip and pushes my finger into you, licking it off and taste your honey. I slide you down to the edge of the bed and pushes my now again hard cock into you, hard and deep and i start fucking you brutally like an animal, holding on to you hard enough to leave marks, marking that you belong to me, you are MY pet! After a while i moan out that you can cum and i keep pumping my cock in you like an animal, shooting my cum deep in you and you tremble, and moan so loud as you cum for me. Then i untie you, lay down next to you, holds you close, asking if you liked it and we glow in the satisfaction and i tell you "you did so good my pet" and i kiss you... My Pet I know you've heard this before, it seems far too many stories start out this way, but this really is a true story. Only the names have been changed.. This is a story about a man I know, a man who has become very useful to me and one who changed my life in some small way. First let me introduce myself. My name is Pepper. I am middle aged now but in my younger days I was quite the beauty. I won several beauty contests and graduated high in my university. I have large breasts that seem to attract the kind of men that I really don't care for but I also have a nice body and most of all I have the ability to charm a man. Most men are very sexual when they are around me, they seem to sense in me the ability to be whatever they wish me to be. Take my second husband, please, he was a real prick. He saw me as a party girl, I became a party girl. He enjoyed watching men fuck me. He brought women home and went into orgasmic utopia when I sucked their pussies. We had threesomes, foursomes and moresome, but in the end he abused and ignored me. It was during our divorce that I met SJ, he was a private investigator. I had approached him to try and get evidence against my husband for the divorce. He was about 46 at the time, an attractive man but not someone I would normally associate with. SJ helped me immensely with my divorce. He was always there when I needed him and I became fond of him. I began to see him in a different sort of light. He became my friend and I his. He visited me for no other reason than to chat and keep my spirits up. At some point I began to realize through his innuendo that he found me sexually desirable. Being the very sexual woman I was I encouraged him to speak more freely about his fantasies. I took his lead and what ever he spoke of I agreed with, where ever his thoughts and fantasizes went, I followed with enthusiasm. I soon began to realize that SJ was very much taken by the act of cunnilingus. I even mentioned it to him once. "You're very oral aren't you?" "Yes," he smiled sheepishly, "Very much, in fact sometimes I prefer it to anything else." "That's very interesting and unusual I think," I said in mock surprise. "And how do you go about getting an orgasm?" He grinned shyly and almost in a whisper said, "Masturbation, I prefer to masturbate." I was not surprised . I was titillated and I told him so. He blushed with excitement, his toothy smile reminded me of a small boy who had been caught looking up a someone's skirt. "Is that something you do often?" I inquired with a smile. "You mean masturbate?" "No," I said demurely. I was asking if you eat pussy very often." His eyebrows arched in surprise "Wha..." he exclaimed his hand flying to his mouth as though he was afraid the word yes would jump out. I shook my head slowly and with a smirk said in perfect cadence, "Do, you, eat, pussy, very, often." I could see he was summoning the courage and finally. "I only wish," he said with a sigh. "Mostly it's just a fantasy." We spent the rest of the evening together and that evening I allowed his fantasy to come true! We got a little drunk and started kissing, the kisses turned into deep kisses. We fondled each other. His fingers found my wetness and mine found his hardness. We slowly removed our clothing as we caressed and stroked each other. His passion overwhelmed him and with a little coaxing I soon had him where I needed him, on his knees, his tongue nestled inside me. He was a good lover. His lips and tongue were as good, if not better, than any I had ever experienced. But it was his enthusiasm that set him apart from all my other lovers. He sucked with an intensity and hunger that I had never before encountered. He could never seem to get enough of me. His tongue was tireless, his mouth a vacuum that drained me each time I had an orgasm. We changed positions many times that night but always with me in control and always with his mouth clinging desperately to my oozing pussy. I used him that night, used his mouth to wipe out all the abuse I had received from men over the years, I used his mouth to suck away all those memories, I used his mouth the way a man uses a woman's mouth, I fucked it, I came in it, I fed him my cum. I reveled in his servile behavior as I served him the gamy secretions from my fleshy cup, I flooded him and even as I collapsed atop his upturned face he continued to draw at my extended clit like a baby sucking at it's mothers teat. I reveled at my intoxicated of him. I had never known such power before. Of course I had always had some small amount of power because I was able to use my body to get what I wanted, but always in a submissive way. The power I received from SJ was a totally different animal, it was mind control and I had it. It was a power that I would use over and over throughout our relationship. One that grew and grew until it became what it is today, total control. Having heard me boast of my conquest it to a friend another friend told me that it was cunt power, pure cunt power, the wet, smelly, drippy, strong taste of an aroused woman, the kind that washes over and adheres to a mans face and tongue like an oily wet rag It was late into the night when I finally allowed him to slide his throbbing cock into my thoroughly sucked pussy. It didn't take him long. Within a few seconds he had spent himself totally and deeply inside me. He lay gasping on top of me. I lay there contemplating what had just happened and what I could do with this new-found power when he began to slowly slide down my body once again "Pepper, Are you asleep?" he asked, shaking me softly. I lay still and only opened my eyes enough to peek down at his face. "Are you asleep Pepper?" he asked again, some what louder. I only mumbled and sighed, pretending I was asleep. I was very curious as to what he intended to do. When I gave no answer he waited for a few seconds and then, convinced of my slumber, slid down my body until his face was once again at my pussy. Suddenly I felt the heat of his tongue probing the edge of my labia. I held my breath as he gently licked, then softly took one lip into his mouth and began to suck it. I couldn't believe it, he was sucking his cum from my pussy. No one had ever done that before, not even the queers that my ex-husband had brought home. I felt an excitement and lewdness rise up in me that was beyond all expectation. I moaned softly in pleasure as he continued to suck. I peered down over my belly into his face as he nuzzled further into my open cunt. His eyes were closed and there was a look of adoration on his face. I moaned softly and mumbled an approval of his behavior. Slowly as though trying not to wake me he lifted my knee and slid his head underneath. Now I could only see the top of his head so I opened my eyes to better watch this spectacle of obscene lust. I felt his mouth again, or rather his tongue as it probed deeply into my cunt. I moaned restlessly and moved my hips, responding as a sleeping woman might. Encouraged by my drowsy passion he slid his palms under my hips and pulled my cunt to his mouth. I again moaned, and responded by lifting my hip but this time in true yearning and allowed my thighs to open for him. I gently lifted my leg and slid it over his back, careful to maintain the illusion that I was still in a state of semi-consciousness. I felt my cunt open to him, displaying my flesh in a way that caused me to tremble with lust. I was rewarded by an immediate and powerful suction as his mouth sucked my swollen pubes inside his mouth . I could feel my juices, and his cum, flowing from my cunt to his mouth. I strained and forced more of his cum out of my pussy into his waiting mouth. He groaned loudly and sucked harder. I knew I had to maintain my little charade, I could not yet let him know that I was aware of what he was doing. He was doing this for himself, not for me, and I wanted him to enjoy it. I knew this was my hook, this was what would enslave him. As he sucked his cum from my cunt I could tell he was stroking himself. He had raised his hips and I could see his arm moving rapidly in a motion that could only be that of masturbation. It excited me to know that he was so aroused and I knew that arousal came from more than just sucking my cunt, it was so arousing because he was eating his cum. I wanted him to eat all he wanted! He must have stroked himself to exhaustion because finally in a long groan he raised himself from my pussy and moved his hips forward. I watched in amazement as he shuddered and then directed his hot cum on my waiting pussy. Once again his palms lifted my hips to his mouth and he hungrily lapped my pussy. His cum flowed from me along with my own as I has another orgasm. Later, much later, after he had removed every trace of his cum from my still throbbing pussy he slowly rose from the bed and dressed. Just before he left he kneeled beside me and gently kissed me. I remember the overpowering aroma of my pussy that clung to his face and I wondered if he would wash it before he went home to his wife. It was several days before I saw him again. We had both been busy and it was not easy for him to get away from his wife in the evenings. Early one afternoon he arrived while I was washing my car. He said he only ha a few minutes so I offered to make coffee and we sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee and talking. I kept expecting him to say some thing about our little session but he kept the conversation light and acted as though it had never happened. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I was kind of angry because I though if he would not grovel at my for another taste of my pussy he would at least thank me for a good time. As he stood and started to leave I decided to humble him. "Hey!" I said indignantly. "What?" he said and looked at me innocently. "Are you just going to walk out, don't I even get a kiss?" "Oh, oh sure," he said and stooped to kiss me one the mouth. I put my hand on his chest and shoved him back. He looked surprised and cocked his head to the side. "What?" he asked innocently. "It's not my mouth I want you to kiss," I said as I drew my skirt up over my thighs and spread my knees. He smiled timidly as he suddenly realized his error. "Ah, ah, well, I didn't..." "You didn't what," I asked angrily. "Are you trying to tell me that you don't want it ." "No, no!" he exclaimed. "It's just that I can't stay long and I never intended to do anything." He stared at me, flushed, embarrassed and anxious of my demeanor. I knew he wanted it, I could see it in his eyes as he darted his eyes back and forth between my pussy and my face. His tongue licked nervously at his lips. "Bullshit," I exclaimed. "You want it!" His eyes batted nervously as I pulled my skirt all the way to my hips. I spread my legs wider and slid my hips to the edge of the chair. "You came here hoping for it," I said smugly. "You want it right now. I can see it in your eyes." His tongue licked feverishly at his lips and he unconsciously began to thrust and flick it as I spread the lips of my pussy for him. "Come on," I demand. "Admit it." He hesitated, the desire plain on his face. "You know, I wasn't totally asleep the other night when you went down on me the second time. His face immediatelty flushed red with embarrasement and lust. "How you like to finish what you started the other night.' "Yes, I do" he choked out. " I mean I would, very much" "Somehow I thought you would," I said and made an obscene licking motion with my tongue. As he slipped to his knees before me I raised my legs and hooked my knees over his shoulders. His palms cupped my ass and I raised hips. His eyes peered up at me and with my tongue I showed him how to start. My fingers clenched in his hair and I pulled his open mouth to my pussy. I shivered with delight as he submitted with a deep moan. "Don't disappoint me" I warned He didn't. Two hours later as he was pulling out of my driveway I lay on my bed and chuckled to myself, this was more than just sex, this was lecherous! We continued to meet about once a week, usually on Sunday afternoon. It was the only time that he could get away from his wife without raising suspicion. He was very adamant about our being discreet and was terrified that his wife might find out what he was doing. It amused me to see him in such a state. I once asked him why he didn't just suck his wife's pussy. He told me she was very religious and didn't think it was right. I knew he was lying, I never met a woman yet who didn't love having her pussy sucked by their husband. In fact I know quite a few ladies like me who date married men for that one simple reason, married men like to suck pussy but they don't want to suck their wives. Why you ask? Because they are afraid of rejection. They can't show that nasty submissive, groveling side of their sexuality to their wives because they would loose their wives respect. Hah, if they only knew! I suppose it's a good thing though, because without that wide gulf between husband and wife I might not ever get my pussy sucked! Anyway, I'm getting away from my story. Our weekly meetings had almost become a ritual, almost boring. He would come over, we would drink a little, watch a porn movie that he rented and then he would suck my pussy for the rest of the evening. And like always I would allow him to cum inside me, slide down to my pussy and suck his cum from my pussy. Now me saying it was boring does not mean that I didn't like the sucking part. God knows next to a great big hard cock I like a tongue best. In fact unless a guy's got around eight inches and it's hard as a piece of spring steel I'd rather have a tongue. But it was the ritual of the thing. I knew exactly what was going to happen every time. When things get that way I get bored. We played little games to keep the boredom from becoming intolerable. Once I used a dildoe and make him suck it after he had throughly used it on me..All the while he was sucking it I made humiliating remarks about his inability to make me cum with his puny cock. I test his willpower by suggesting that he might haave to suck my pussy after someone had fucked me, even that he might have to watch. I got so bored I finally decided to get what I hadn't been getting, a nice stiff cock. It wasn't hard to do, I've still got a good bod and I know how to turn on the charm and the sexuality. I fucked several young men over the next few weeks, one of them even sucked my pussy. He certainly was no match for SJ, but one of the younger men had a cock that was to die for. Smooth, thick and long, the head was the size of a silver dollar and when it was deep in my pussy it reached deeper than any cock I had ever fucked. I'll call this young man Chris, he will become important later on. I also became friends with a man who was about the age of SJ. We'll call him Jerry. Jerry was the kind of immoral person that I liked. He wasn't ashamed of what turned him on, in fact he got off totally telling me what he liked. He's also a guy who I wouldn't fuck if he were the last man on earth. It's not that I despised him, he was just to common, to open, no hang-ups. Nothing was too humiliating or degrading nor did he even feel they were. He just wasn't any fun, except his stories! Now Jerry wasn't gay but he thought it very sporting to go to one of the local peep shows where there were invariably gay men. At these peep shows there were booths where you could go in, close the door, lock it and then watch porno movies. Also in the booths were holes about three inches across, about crotch level. Jerry would start watching the movies but he would keep an eye on the holes. Sooner or later, he said, he would see some thing at the hole. Some times it would be a finger, rubbing around the hole. At other times it would be a pair of lips or an open mouth. Jerry, still watching the move would slide up to the hole and feed his cock into the waiting mouth of whom ever was on the other side. He would continue to watch the movie while the anonymous mouth sucked him to orgasm. He would cum in the mouth and then after waiting a few minutes quietly leave the booth and go home. Jerry's little escapades were amusing and titillating and I began to get ideas. They next time SJ came to the house I made up my mind that afternoon he would go home with his cock still hard. We started out as usual, a few drinks, a porn movie and a little petting. I could tell that SJ was getting ready to scoot under my dress and take me to heaven with his tongue but I held him off, telling him I wanted to talk. He seemed a little disappointed but was sweetly patient. I told him about my friend Jerry. I told him about the things he had done at the peep show. SJ became a little bit uneasy when I spoke of Jerry letting someone suck his cock. In fact he looked down right embarrassed. He finally admitted to me that he also visited the peep show on occasion. He tried to kiss me when I asked if he had ever had his cock sucked at the peep show but I moved away and became more serious. I asked again! He looked at me and I knew he wanted to tell me. "Come on, tell me, you can trust me," I said amiably. I knew he had! His face was red and he was nervously licking his lips. "Yes," he said, but some thing was wrong. He became even more nervous, he began sucking his lower lip. There was some thing more, some thing he wasn't telling me. Thoughts tore through my mind, no, it couldn't be, not SJ. "You know, Jerry said that one time he got down on his knees and put his mouth to the hole" I said, lying through my teeth. "He said as soon as he did a cock was shoved into his mouth and he sucked on it for a few minutes." I looked SJ straight in the eyes and I knew! He was really nervous now and as I glanced down I noticed that his crotch was bulging. "Have you ever done that?" I said with a leer. "Have you ever sucked a cock in those little booths?" He saw me looking at his crotch. "I'm not a queer!" he exclaimed and stood up to go. "Okay, okay," I said. "I apologize. I didn't mean to embarrass you. But it would totally turn me on to know you had sucked some ones cock in one of those dark little booths." He still looked flustered and he still had that nervous lick but he it was obvious that no longer felt threatened. "You mean it excites you to think of one man sucking another man's cock?" "Well sure," I chuckled. "Don't men like to see women eat each other's pussies?" "I guess you're right," he said after a moment of thought. "And I've had a few pussies in my face from time to time." "Really?" he said with a strange little smile. "Yep, and I liked it," I said, lying again. "So if you did suck a cock in the booth it wouldn't bother me, but if you did and you lie about it I'll get angry." He looked at me, his eyes pleading with me. Slowly his shoulders stooped and he let out the sigh I had been waiting for. "You did it didn't you," I said, my leer returning. "You sucked some guy's cock." "Yes," was all he said and then he sat down beside me. "I want to hear about it, from the beginning to the end. Don't leave out anything." As it turned out it wasn't much of story... He had been visiting the place every so often but on this one particular day he was feeling extremely horny. He had watched some porn films and one of them was about she-males. He said that one in particular had caught his attention. She was a young blonde and outwardly she looked like a beautiful young woman. She had tits and her body was smooth and curvy. The young woman, or man if you prefer, went to a peep show similar to the one he and Jerry had visited. She would let guys watch her go into a booth and then when she heard the door close on the booth next door she would sidle up to the hole. She would look through the whole until the man bent over to peer through from his side. At that point she would raise her short little mini-skirt and wave her more than ample cock at the hole. My Pet SJ described the cock and by the time he was through I was ready to suck it. He said that then the blonde would slide her cock through the hole, milk it gently until a drop of pre-cum appeared on the end. At that point the scene switched to the man's booth and there was a great shot of him taking the blondes cock into his mouth. SJ confided that it made him so hot he decided to get his cock sucked. "You were just going there to do your usual thing?" I asked. "Yes, I was gonna let some queer suck me and then I was going to leave." "Okay, so you're in the arcade, what happens?" "There was a girl there, looking at magazines." "Uh huh," I chuckled, knowing what was coming next. "Go on." "And dammed if she didn't look just like the one in the movie," he said with a glint in his eye. "That was when I saw the poster on the counter. It was her. She was making a special appearance at the peep show to advertise her movie." "You didn't see the poster when you rented the movie?" I asked. "I guess I saw it but I didn't pay that much attention to it." He hesitated for a moment, watching me, judging my reaction. "It's true," he whined. "I believe you," I said, and I did. I remember the same poster when I had rented a movie for Chris and myself. "Pepper it was her, she looked just like she did in that movie. She was even wearing the same little yellow mini-skirt." He had the semblance of a smile on his face as he told me how he had walked over to the rack and picked the cassette of her movie. He looked at it and compared it to the real woman. SJ just couldn't keep his eyes off the woman and it wasn't long before she noticed. The woman approached him and seeing her film in his hand she smiled. She asked him if he was going to rent the movie and he explained he had already seen it. What follows is the way SJ told the rest of the story. "I was just standing there in awe, looking at this absolutely beautiful young woman as she slid up next to me. She asked me what I thought of it and as my heart beat faster I told her it was one of the sexiest films I have ever seen. She smiled at me, a provocative smile on her face. I looked her up and down and my cock was hard. She noticed! She turned and walked to the opening of the peep room, as she turned the corner she hesitated and looked back at me. She turned her head slightly and placing her finger in her mouth she slid it in and out of her mouth, like she was sucking a cock. I watched as she placed that same finger to her crotch, then pointed at me and then once again sucked on her finger. I was utterly fascinated with her, it was like I was bewitched. She smiled and went through the curtains. I hurried to the curtain and entered the peep room. As I entered I saw her standing at the door of a peep. She smiled knowingly as I watched her enter the booth. I waited a few moments and then went straight to the booth nearest her. I opened the door and after locking it I put ten quarters in the projector. It was just like in the movies. I saw a little movement at the hole. I got down on my knees and peered through the hole. There she was, just like the film. She raised her skirt and there it was, the cock I had thought I could suck was right there, slowly waving back and forth in front of the hole. That hole drew me like a magnet. I moved my mouth up to the hole and slowly slid my tongue through as far as it would go. As I kneeled there I began to realize what I was doing. Just at the point I was about to back out I felt something smooth and hot touch my tongue. The object caressed the flat of my tongue and circled it. I could feel a wetness as I licked out and circled the smooth rounded head. I backed away from the hole, took my cock out and began to stroke it. As I watched a I felt her weight press against the thin wall and the swollen head was pressed into my mouth. I began to suck it, and suck it, and suck it. I could hear moans coming from the other side. The cock began to move faster through the hole. I pressed my mouth against the hole and suddenly the smooth head was in my throat." SJ stopped talking and looked at me, realizing that he had gotten carried away with his story, he looked a bit embarrassed. "So, what happened?" I asked excitedly. "Did she cum in your mouth?" "You promise never to tell anyone," he whispered. "Yes," I said, my eyes meeting his truthfully but knowing I could never keep such a promise. "I swallowed it, all of it." "Oh god," I said breathlessly. "That makes me so hot!" "Really?" he said with a docile smile. "Yes, what do you think! I almost want to go down there myself" He looked me, his eyes pleading, his tongue flicking back and forth. "Can I suck you Pepper, please?" I looked at him, he was so pathetic. If it wasn't for the throb I felt in the deep recess of my pussy I would have slapped him into reality. Instead I spread my legs for him and as he kneeled I pulled his mouth to my aroused pussy. God it was good to be sucked! Some two hours later as I sat astride his face on the bed I knew I couldn't stand it any longer, my bladder was full and the constant arousal had made me very uncomfortable. I raised slightly and as I did a dribble of pee ran down into SJ's mouth. I tightened my stomach muscles to control my bladder but as I watched in utter fascination SJ began lapping up inside my cunt. I relaxed my bladder and allowed more pee to dribble out. SJ began to suck, his lips formed a vacuum around my pussy and I could see by his Adam's apple that he was swallowing. He was drinking my pee and from the look of his cock, as he stroked it full-length, he was enjoying it. What the hell, I thought to myself and I let it go. That was a mistake though because he couldn't handle it all. It spilled to the floor and soaked to the carpet. Shit! Afterwards he hardly looked at me as straightened his clothes. He mumbled something about an appointment and rushed for the door, "Will I see you tomorrow?" I asked, wanting more of this new and arousing chapter of our relationship. "I'll try," he said and with that he was out the door and gone. Chapter Three The following day my son from my first husband arrived to stay while his dad was out of town. I get along very well with my first husband but since I am on a limited income my son lives with his dad. I'm always glad to see my son but his coming at this particular time was very inconvenient because I had plans for SJ and my son's stay would put a stop to that. I resigned myself to being mother and all the things that go with that, cooking, washing and taking him out to Kiddy Corner. By the third day I was miserable. My dreams were rife with images of sexual things, nasty sexual things, obscene, lewd and indecent things that mothers weren't supposed to think about let alone do. I was just about to scream from boredom and frustration when I heard a knock at my door. It was SJ. "I really do only have a minutes this time," he said shyly. "But I have some thing for you. I want you to read it." With that he offered me an envelope. "Don't let anyone read that," he warned and turned back to leave. "Wait," I said, a bit more friendly than the last time. "What?" he said reluctantly, knowing he had little or no will to deny any thing I asked. I stepped up close to him so no one could hear. Looking him straight in the eye I said, "When you are in bed tonight, late and your wife is asleep, I want you to take your cock out and while your wife lays there sleeping I want you to stroke it, stroke it and think about sucking my pussy." "I will," he said nervously. My hand dropped down to the bulge in his pants, I squeezed it. "And I'll dream about that sweet tongue of yours, in my pussy where it belongs." After he had gone I hid the note under my pillow and finished all my chores. I fed my son and put him to bed I looked forward to a long leisurely bath. The water was hot, I lit candles and incense. I poured fragrance in the bath water and finally eased myself into the erotic frothing bath. I began to read the letter. Dear Pepper, I am writing this letter in hopes that you will find it exciting. What I am about to reveal I have never told anyone before. I want you to know because I feel you are the one woman in this world that can appreciate and understand. I am a sexual submissive. Dominant ladies are the only thing that turns me on. Remember once you told me I was very oral? Well you don't know the half of it. Performing oral sex on a lady is what I love most. I would rather do that than any thing. I can't tell you how excited I was when you let me suck your pussy. You tasted so good, your cum tasted so good. I wanted to suck you all night and as I sit here writing this letter I have a big erection just thinking about how your pussy tastes. I know you may find this hard to believe but you don't have to fuck me anymore, just let me suck your pussy. I love sucking you so much I would do anything. In fact I did. You didn't know it but after you were asleep I sucked your pussy again. I sucked my cum out of your pussy, and I loved it. The mixture or your cum mixed with mine was intoxicating. I want to do it again but next time I want you to know it, I want you to watch. Pepper, I want to be your slave. Your tongue slave. I want you to use me any way you want. I want to prove my love for you, I'll do anything to prove to you that I really and truly want to be your tongue slave. I'd even suck a cock to prove it. Oh please, please write me and tell me you want me for your tongue slave. Tell me I can suck your pussy as much as I want. Tell me all the nasty things you will make me do for you. Your devoted pussy sucking slave SJ. Well, I can tell you that lying there in that hot soapy water, fingers caressing my clit and reading SJ's steamy letter really set my blood afire. I could tell that this was no idle fantasy that he had devised just for my benefit. He had been thinking about this for a long time. He was serious! God how I wanted him there that very moment. I would have pulled his face into my pussy and fucked that marvelous tongue until he couldn't lick his lips. I wanted to cum so bad! But first I had to answer his letter, I had to answer it while I still had the excitement coursing through my veins. SJ, I wish you were here right now, I wish your tongue was deep inside my pussy, thrusting and lapping. I do love it so. I'm glad you've been truthful with me and I am thrilled that you think of me the way you do. I've known all along you were a submissive. I suspected it the first moment we met. I just didn't know which kind of submissive you were. I was never fond of submissives who want to be beaten or whipped, but I knew that there were submissives who liked to serve a woman, worship their bodies I knew which one you were the moment your mouth touched my pussy. But SJ, darling, what I need is not a tongue slave, I can get one of those anywhere. What I need is a "suck slave". Now that I am single I need a suck slave. There are moments, exciting moments when only a suck slave can provide what I need. You tell me that you have sucked your cum from my pussy and liked it. I'm glad you liked it because that's what I need from you, I need you to suck cum from my pussy. The only difference is that it would not be your cum. You know I am seeing a man. I can't afford to get pregnant and I won't allow him to use a condom. I need someone like you, who will suck my sweet pussy any time, anywhere under any circumstances. I think you would make a excellent suck slave. You have a mouth that is perfect for sucking. I want you to think about it. I want you to fantasize about being my suck slave. Think about it as you stroke your cock, think about all the things I could make you do. I don't want you as a tongue slave! I do want you as a suck slave! I want to watch you suck your cum from my pussy, I want to feed you a stream of my golden nectar. I want to feel that loving tongue of yours deep inside my wet pussy, even as a hard cock is in there too. Think about it SJ, think how sweet it could be to suck my pussy when it is full of another man's cum. You know that's what you want, what you need! Imagine sucking that beautiful cock after it has spent itself inside me, the taste of me on it. I'll never give you this opportunity again and if you refuse you'll never taste this sweet pussy again. Call me SJ, call me and tell me if you can live without the feel and taste of my pussy. Or call me and just say yes. Pepper I sealed the letter, addressed it and clipped it to the outgoing mail on my mail box. I know I should have been more discreet because of his wife but at that moment I didn't care. I think I even wanted her to know that her husband was going to be my cuntlapping, cum sucking and even better my cock sucking slave. He was mine now, she would never feel that puny cock of his again. And so what if she couldn't get cock. Maybe I could introduce her to my second husband! I slept late the next morning and when I awoke it was already 10AM. My first thought was the letter. Suddenly I realized that I had been a little too indiscrete. I rushed to the front door and looked. The letter was gone! So be it, I thought, what's done is done. I would either have a very angry wife on my hands or a brand new suck slave, because I knew he couldn't resist the bait I had offered. I waited all day for the call. At 7 PM it finally came. I waited as it rang, I knew he would be beside himself with excitement once he made up his mind. "Hello," I said in my most cheerful and pleasing voice. There was a long silence. He cleared his throat. I heard a long sigh, and then "Yes." "Then say it, say what you want to be, say how you want to serve me!" "I want to be your suck slave," he whispered. "No, no, no" I chided. "That was earlier, when you first read the letter. Now it is 7 o'clock and I want more than a suck slave." "What then?" he said, a bit exasperated. "Tell me so I can be with you." Very slowly I spoke. "I want you to take out your cock, I want you to stroke it. And as you stroke it I want to tell me you want to be my..., cumsucking..., cocksucking..., cuntlapping slave." Again there was a long silence. "Well," I questioned, smiling as I pictured him standing there stroking his cock, his pre-cum dripping on to the floor as he listened to me. "I want to be your cumsucking..., cocksucking..., cuntlapping slave." "Fine now," I said, a smug satisfaction permeating my body. "Now, go to bed and tomorrow morning call me around 10 AM." I disconnected and immediately re-dialed. There was a click, and a man's voice. "Chris, I need a favor" -- (to be continued) My Pet Let me preface this by pointing out that it is simply a fantasy of mine in written form. Though I really wish I could find a Dom where this would be capable. I know that it is all highly improbable...but incredibly hot. * I left that morning for work under the impression that tonight would be just a simple night of dinner to celebrate our one year since Master first collared me. It had been a month since master had had sex with me, he had used toys on me for that month, never letting him pleasure him. Then in the week before today we stopped completely, I was not allowed to even touch myself. Master said this was in preparation for our anniversary, but still I was a bit cranky. However about mid-day, Master texted me to come home early, saying he had a present waiting for me....or rather, several. In my excitement I rushed home, my panties were soaked when I pulled into the driveway. I unlocked the door and was immediately blindfolded, I can't say I was not expecting this, Master always blindfolded me for surprises. I was being led to the bedroom, I knew that much. Master gently undressed me, kissing my shoulder once or twice, sliding his large hands firmly over my curves. It was a slow, sensual thing, all designed to tease and arouse, which it did, I wanted master and now. When I stood naked, he left me without his touch for a moment then I felt the cool kiss of metal around my neck as an unfamiliar collar clicked into place. I moved to reach up and touch it but felt my leather cuffs encircle my wrists and were buckled together. "A present for you pet, the first. It is a new collar." His gruff, yet, warm voice whispering in to my ear. I was grateful yes, but I loved the familiarity and sentimental feel of the unifying collar. He led me into the bathroom and pulled my blindfold off, allowing myself to admire my new collar in the mirror. It was a platinum collar, a simple yet shiny thing, reflecting every image around it. Just a single loop around my neck about an inch thick fasted with a small black lock with Master's initials engraved on it. He smiled behind me in the mirror. Master was pleased at how it looked upon me. "You are beautiful my pet." I have to say Master was right. "Now...clean yourself up and meet me back in the dungeon." With that he left me. I did a good clean-out enema and showered, applying the mint body oil that master loved. Finally with nervous excitement I stepped into the hall. I heard voices, low and masculine. There were several of them I could tell. Master did not inform me we were having guests, which unsettled me some, I would have liked to have been a good host. I stepped into the doorway to our large dungeon, it was more than just several, there must have been about four dozen men! I recognized many of them as other Doms and friends of Master but there were a few new faces to me. I looked for my master in confusion as he strode up to me, his handsome form only obscured by the black silk boxers I had given him for his birthday a few weeks prior. "Here is another part of your present my pet..." He said with a slightly devious grin that made me somewhat quiver in anticipation. I felt the lips of my sex moisten at the thought of just what he had planned. "Gentlemen...You may now start undressing, my pet here will pleasure each and everyone of you with her lovely mouth, I assure you, it is a delightful treat. But remember, do not cum, you must tell her if you are close so she may stop. We need all that for later." He said with a chuckle. The men around me seemed to know what Master was planning. I was in shock. Today was the one year anniversary of my commitment to master and he....wanted to share me? He wanted to give me to others? The look of horror must have shown on my face because Master stepped in my line of vision, setting a hand on my cheek in comfort. "Do not worry my pet, this is merely the preparation, they have been told that they are not allowed to touch any other part of you. I will be here the whole time to keep you safe. " His words calmed me slightly as I looked to the men behind him, if this was what master wanted, I would do it. The men filed in a line around me, now naked. They had all started to stroke themselves as I knelt in the center of the room. From this level I noticed something fairly common among all these men, their testicles were all larger than an average pair. It struck me as odd but I shook my head and set to the order at hand. With my hands bound behind my back I began sucking off every man in the room. I counted, there were fifty. Why so many I was not sure, but as I sucked them, they all moaned in pleasure, telling my master what a good little slave I was. Every time I heard it I felt a strange sense of pride from that. Master had taught me well, and by them complimenting my master and his training I felt so proud to be his and his alone. What seemed like hours later when the last cock had slipped from my lips, Master lead me to a low platform. He unbound my cuffs from behind my back and clipped them down in front of me then snapped my ankles into the spreader bar attached to the platform. I was on my hands and knees now and more curious than ever. From behind me I felt master's finger rub my ass cheeks slowly. His touch was to soothe me I knew. The next sensation was one of his fingers, lubed and pushing its way up my asshole. I bit my lip in the attempt not to moan from it as he wriggled it around. Suddenly his finger was gone. I whimpered softly and was met with something else now slipping past my rosebud. It was enema tubing, though it was slightly wider than the normal tubing. I was very curious now. After feeding the tubing up to it's proper place he stepped in front of me. Settled on a table before my eyes was a clear plastic tub, it was marked in quarts. Total, it was a gallon, already the bucket was half full with a thick whitish liquid which I knew to be semen by the smell that invaded my nose. The tube that ran from my ass was connected to that bucket. My body shivered with the realization that dawned on me. My master was going to give me a giant cum enema. My pussy immediately became soaked now at the thought of all of that in me. Master looked to the men around, still stroking their cocks. "Now, men, It's time to finish filling the bucket." The first group of men came to stand around the bucket, jerking their cocks wildly, as they all stared at me, no doubt pretending their meat was stuffed in my tight cunt. The first finally erupted and to my surprise it was a lot, the stream shooted thick rope after rope of cum for several minutes. The normal amount was what two tablespoons? This man had to have came two cups! My eyes were wide at that when I noticed the second and third men doing just the same! My master saw my expression and came over to explain. "You see my pet, I have been thinking about your little fantasies. You have said that you have always wanted a cum enema, you have always said you wanted a huge enema, and you have always said you wanted to be pregnant. I am going to oblige your kinky little dreams tonight because you have come so far and been such a good pet to me in this past year." He cupped my chin as he continued. "All of these gentlemen have been so gracious as to help in this endeavor. All have been taking supplements to improve their semen production, that is why their balls are so large. All for you." My eyes wandered down to my master's boxer clad hardness. He caught my eyes. "Yes my pet. Even I." I blushed. About an hour later, the last man had emptied his impressive load into the bucket which was close to overflowing. Master smiled at me before unclamping the hose, and with surprising speed the cum flooded my bowels. It was pleasantly warm as it rushed into me. The first quarts were no issue. The third had caused my breathing to turn to panting and a sheen of sweat appeared on my brow. The fourth pushed it's way into my bowels much slower, my stomach distended, I whimpered, but my master urged me on. The last of it emptied and I looked at least seven months pregnant, a gallon was a lot for my petite form to take. Panting, with sweat dripping from my brow and breasts, I felt the men all staring at me, their eyes taking me in like a bound work of art. "Very good my pet, you look beautiful, now one more present." I shuddered as I felt My Master's hand trace over the swell of my ass cheeks, gripping them and kneading them for a moment. Slowly he pulled the tubing out which forced me to clench my straining asshole shut for fear of leaking a single, heavenly drop. Master drops his boxers finally and steps to my front, his already large cock further displayed by the heavy, swollen balls hanging from beneath it, he pushes it into my lips, I comply willingly, beginning to suck. He does not let me go long before he moves behind me and I feel his thick, cut top at my sphincter, pressing for entrance. He feels my resistance. "Don't worry my pet, I will plug you up, let me in." He orders, and for the briefest second, I let go and master forces his thick cock inside me all the way up to his balls. I am stopped in shock and shudder. My pussy by now is utterly quivering, left alone and wanting to be filled as much as my ass is now, I suspect on purpose. Master starts thrusting into me, slow at first, allowing me to adjust. Then he picks up the past to fast, savage thrusts, the way I love to be fucked, hard and rough. My stomach gurgles and sways uncomfortably by the movement but my senses are still in ecstasy. Finally my master takes one last violent thrust into my cum-filled asshole and stays balls-deep. I feel his thick cock swell wider, stretching me slightly more for a moment, I feel his sticky hot cum join the rest in surging through me. I moan softly, I am so close to coming without even touching myself but my mind is jerked back when he begins to pull out. Readily however, master has toys. He has brought out the big anal vibrating anal beads and pops one in at a time on my sphincter then turns the cord on. "And to make sure there are no leaks..." He says, holding up the inflatable anal plug. He inserts the plug into my already stuffed ass and inflates it. Master buckets my wrists and ankles and helps my shaking form into an upright position. He walks me to the mirror in the corner to admire my new form. My stomach is wildly distended, I look so very pregnant. I run a hand over my belly and smile weakly. "Now, my pet. We go to dinner. " I reached back to unplug myself, but he caught my hand. "No...you stay like that." My head snapped to my master, who was grinning. I knew something mean had to be coming. How I was I going to eat with my stomach so full of cum? I could barely walk! But the man new that I was strong and he was determined to make everything difficult for me. "In our room, there is an outfit. Run along and get changed." With carefully hidden frustration I nodded, forced to waddle to our room, my huge belly in the way. Laid out on the bed was a lovely black gown, clearly made for maternity but with the way I looked it was for the best. He also had set out stockings, a garter belt, panties and heels. Oh my master was cruel indeed. How did he think I could possibly pull these things on? A half hour later with much cursing, huffing, and struggling I was in the outfit. My hair done, my make up perfect. I stepped into the living room to find him waiting in a flattering new suit. "You look wonderful my pet." He commented, looking me up and down. "One thing is missing however..." I frowned. What could I have possibly forgotten? Master pulled something from his coat pocket and held it up. A small vibrator. He was determined to make me embarrass myself in public. He slipped the thing into my soaked snatch. It was the first thing that had been in my cunt in a week so of course I moaned. He had the remote tucked in his pocket and pressed on, I almost came right there, my knees buckled slightly. He led me to the car and we left for dinner. A few hours later, we returned, I was now feeling overly stuffed, more so than before. Now I had one small vibrator, a large set of anal beads, an inflatable butt plug, one gallon of cum, a rather sizable portion of chicken fettuccine and two-no- three glasses of water in me (we both agreed wine would be inappropriate with the way I looked). My master had got his amusement out by bringing me close to the edge several times on the way to the restaurant, and watching me squirm during our dinner. His biggest amusement seemed to come from the waitress asking how far along I was and if I was expecting a boy or girl. Master of course answered with glee I might add that I was due in two months and would be expecting a boy. Once in the house I started towards the bathroom, wanting nothing more than to rid myself of the cum in my bowels. Master stopped me of course and ordered my undress. Which I did. He pulled the vibrator from my cunt and had me on my back on the bed while he dipped his head between my thighs and slowly lapped up my juices. This elicited moans from me of course. Finally he pulled away and with burning eyes, staring down at me, spoke. "Now my pet. I will satisfy the last of your needs. I want to give you everything." He said, kneeling on the bed, lining his thick cock head with my cunt. The head pressed against my opening, though my normally tight pussy was even more so with my cum enema and toys filling my body. He grunted and instantly shoved his entire length in. I moaned, my sex stretched around his girth, my back arched involuntarily against the complete fullness I now felt. Master pulled back then shoved himself back in again. Over and over I was tormented happily with his rough, hard thrusts, savagely knifing between my wet lips into my canal. He fucked me and hard. All the while I was in ecstasy. He leaned down, sweaty, panting and still thrusting. "Now Pet, cum, cum with me." And in that instant, my body stiffened up. My muscles tightened around his throbbing cock. I came the hardest I ever had in my life, feeling his thick spunk shoot up into me. After we came down from our orgasms, he pulled out of me, aiding me to the bathroom where I could finally expel all of the cum from my ass. We showered, all the while he was sweet, and then he helped my exhausted form to bed. "Pet?" He asked of my drowsy form. "Yes Master." "I do mean it about the last of your needs." "Master...I came...very hard." "Pet...I know you want a baby." My eyes cracked open to look at him. He was serious. "I would like that very much as well." A slow smile slid across my lips. It had been one year since I had been collared to Master, one year since I had committed to him and he to I. What a glorious one year it had been. My Pet Seeing you standing there waiting so eagerly sends my heart racing. Walking up to you admiring your form, I place a hand gently on your thigh rubbing it softly across your rear. Giving you a playful pat as I step around to face you, to admire my pet more. Running my hand down your face, caressing your chest. Letting one finger trail down the soft shaft of your fine cock; stopping at your head resting my finger there, looking at your handsome face and wondrous lips. "You are mine." "Yes mistress." "Yes what, pet?" "Yes mistress I am yours, and only yours. You are my mistress." "That will do pet. Put your hands on the wall and spread your thighs so I may see my pet fully." "As mistress wishes." Rewarding your perfection with a kiss to the back of your shoulders as my hands run softly down your sides, pressing my breasts against your back as my hands round your thighs and back to your firm ass. Crack! My hand striking your ass, rubbing softly at the red spot left behind. Crack! A kiss to ease the pain. Crack, crack; watching your dangling cock bounce against your balls. Another and another smack against your ass, I take your balls into my grip; squeezing them tightly, pulling them down stretching them to the brink of comfort. Crack! Satisfied with the blushing red shade of your ass, I give it a soothing rub as I step around you, standing between your arms. "Do you enjoy when your mistress toys with you Pet?" "Yes mistress, you are most gracious indeed." A warmth growing in my heart as I stare at your lips, pleading for a simple taste. Rubbing my hand across your cheek moving to your neck and then around. Grabbing a tuft of hair pulling hard, bringing your lips within mere millimeters of mine. Agonizingly close, but restraining myself from kissing you. Hurting for one simple touch of you perfect mouth. Running my fingers through your hair as I close my eyes and drink your breath. The whole of my very soul wanting to take what is mine, a simple kiss... But I persist and I resist your pleading lips. Dropping to my knees before you, looking up at you as I take your semi-firm cock in my hand. Stroking it soft and slow, barely touching it with my fingers. "Do you want your mistress' lips Pet, do you want me to relieve you Pet?" "Yes mistress, I need your warm wet lips so much right now. Please mistress let my cock fill your mouth." "That's good pet, but I don't think you need me quite enough yet. I want to hear you beg for your mistress." Stroking your cock gently as I move to stand again before you. Rubbing a free hand around squeezing your ass tightly, Crack! Mewing softly as the smack sends your cock jumping, hitting my thigh. Stroking your back from ass to neck, I take your pecs to my mouth, licking them; bound to them as I begin teething on them. Teasing your nipples with my tongue. With a handful of your ass I bite them, I bite your entire pec taking a mouthful as I suck them harder. Hearing the pleased cries leaving your lips, I stifle them with two fingers; the feeling of you sucking them, and enjoying you at the same time sets me very close to my break. I return to my knees and grab your cock with my lips wasting no time as I suck you hard, looking at your face moaning as I suck your cock. Pushing my nose into your waist as I take your balls to my tongue, licking them. Watching you enjoy your mistress, feeling you grow harder and wider in my mouth as I stroke your cock with a lust to match my love for you. Pulling on my breasts, kneading them in my hands as my pussy swells hidden by my tightly closed thighs. Never looking away from your beautiful grey eyes, watching the pain growing on your face; seeing you dying to take your mistress to your hands. Knowing how badly you want to taste your mistress, I pull my lips from your cock, licking my nipples; moaning loud as I stare at you. "Do you want to taste me Pet? Do you want to smell me, to feel your mistress, Pet?" "Yes Mistress please. I'd fall to my knees begging if it pleases you." I stand up and wrap my arms around you so tight, closing my eyes and setting my soul free. Kissing you. Feeling your lips almost for the very first time again, sliding my tongue past your hungry lips; feeling my way around your mouth. Holding you, feeling your body tremble against mine as you hold your place against the wall. Feeling your cock slowly pushing into my thighs. I whisper into your mouth as I kiss you, it's ok Pet I will forgive you this time. Your throbbing cock sliding between my soft wet lips, running the length of your shaft against my clit. Quickly becoming soaked, as you very slowly rock your hips back and forth. My hands clawing at your neck and scalp as I kiss you more. Rocking up and down on my toes as your cock slips quickly through my thighs, the head of your cock focused on my swollen clit. Unable to breathe let alone kiss you, I rest my head against your shoulder holding tightly as I begin to cum. Feeling as if my whole body exploded on cock, I reach down and slide two fingers through my sopping pussy and inside once. Drawing them out and putting them to your lips, pushing them inside as you encircle my fingers. Sucking them, licking them as you moan for more. "How does your mistress taste, my Pet?" "Incredible! If it pleases Mistress, I should to lick you dry." "No my perfect Pet, it would please your mistress more to taste you on my lips." I quickly drop to my knees; taking your cock and licking my glistening wetness from every inch of it. Stroking your balls gently as I slide my hungry lips down your length; feeling you thrust into my mouth moving your entirety into my mouth. Moaning, for my pet as I stroke quickly on your cock. Looking at you, seeing how badly you need to please your mistress. "You may do with your hands as you wish now Pet." "Thank you Mistress," You say running your fingers on my cheek, slowly caressing them before sliding them to my hair. Gathering my thick hair up you pull tightly as you thrust your cock harder into my mouth. Rubbing my cheek again as you bury my face into your waist. Throbbing as you slide your cock faster and deeper into my throat. Pulling on my hair very hard as you spill your love down my throat, releasing me as you release yourself. Stroking every last drop out of your cock, before letting you slide out of my mouth. Standing before you, completely enthralled with my Pet, I take your hand and lead you to bed. Laying in your arms stroking your face and head, lost in your eyes as I drift off, feeling safe in your arms; exactly where I belong. To my favorite Pet Xoxo Dham. My Pet Amelia could tell that her Sir had a bad day at work. He wasn't at all his normal self when he returned, his blazer thrown on the couch, joining it in a heap. He normally came to her when he got home from work, held her as he knew she didn't like being alone for that long. Something was wrong, and she knew she had to make it better. She knew better than to ask him, he never told her about his work, never brought it home with him. So she did what she knew what could, make him happy. She crawled to him on all fours, sitting in front of him her face set with the sly smile she knew he loved. She didn't have to say anything, her Sir knew what that look was asking for, and how could he deny her. She unbuckled his belt, pulling off his slacks and the boxers beneath. He wasn't hard yet, but he never was, she had to earn it first. She started low, like he liked it, tongue licking around each of his balls, his dick slowly growing against her face. She took one into her mouth, sucking on it and pulling it slightly, his breathing halting for a moment. She smiled, and moved southward, Sir sliding forward with her. She took his balls in a hand, lifting them out of the way and licked down his taint, feeling him squirm on her tongue. She followed the seam in his skin to his ass, licking around it slowly, letting him savor the sensation of his pet's tongue. She darted it closer to it, feeling him shake and his dick grow longer and harder with each flick. Her hand found it, jerking it slowly in time with her licks. His hand found her brunette hair, taking hold of it and pulling her away, up to her seated position again. He rose; half guiding and half pulling her by her hair to sit her back against the couch, leaning his how fully erect cock to her lips. She opened wide, allowing him to use her mouth as he could any of her other holes, thrusting slowly at first, inching his way into her mouth, his girth stretching her jaw till it almost hurt, one Amelia's most favorite of pains. He reached as far as he could push, his balls pressed hard against her chin. She did her best to relax her throat, his throat, so that she could be perfect for him. Sir held it there, moaning as Amelia struggled to breathe. She tried, but they both enough how long she could hold him that deep in her throat, and she gagged, forcing him to pull out. It came out dripping with her spit and he slapped her with it, leaving her cheek wet. It humiliated her, to have her own spit on her face, to be struck with his dick, and all the while her panties, red lace as she knew Sir loved, grew moist with her arousal. Sir thrust into her mouth again, and again, pushing in deep but never holding it, using her mouth as he would her pussy, letting his balls slap hard against her chin. Amelia loved it, the spit drooling from the sides of her lips, the feeling of him stiffening even more in her mouth; she knew he was close, almost ready to gift her with her favorite treat for being his good girl, but no. He didn't cum in her mouth for her; instead he pulled out, pulling her again by the hair to her knees, and walking her to the bedroom. He bent; lifting her soundly and throwing her face down on the bed, her legs hanging off of it. Sir took hold of her tight booty shorts, the only pants she was allowed to wear in the house, and pulled them off, revealing her now saturated lace panties. He grinned, giving her ass a smack with a cupped hand. "My pet likes to be used, doesn't she?" He asked in a cooing tone. "Yes Sir she does," Amelia replied, savoring the sting of the smack. "My pet has been good, hasn't she? She deserves a reward." Sir said, pulling open the drawer of the bedside cabinet and pulling out her Hitachi. It was her favorite toy, bought for her birthday, but she was forbidden to use it without him, and he had withheld it for a long while. He plugged it in and turned it on, letting it hover above her waiting clit. The sound alone was enough to make her drip, and he could feel it, rubbing her pussy lips softly with two of his thick fingers. "Do you want it my pet?" "Yes, Sir, please." She begged, shaking with anticipation. He turned it on its lowest setting, lightly pressing its head on her swollen clit. She moaned, the sound long and low, pleasure radiating throughout her body. He raised it to medium, and she began to shake, feeling the wave of pleasure coming to a crescendo. "Can I cum Sir? Please can I cum?" She begged. "No pet mine, not yet, hold it for me." He whispered into her ear, rubbing the vibrator on her harder. She bucked a little, trying her hardest to hold it in. Pleasure made her mind lose focus, her voice growing in volume. "Please Sir, please? Please, please, please." Amelia cried out, her voice ragged from her moans. Sir didn't answer, not for another minute, as she squirmed and went into spasms. Right as she thought she was going to lose control and cum, he spoke. "Now my pet." She came, her mind completely lost in her pleasure, she drenched the sheets beneath her. He turned it to high when he spoke, and she lost it, she screamed, it all too much for her. "No more, please." "Excuse me?" Her legs moved of their own volition. "It's...oh god too much Sir please, no more?" "You don't want to cum again for me, pet?" Before she could even reply she did, her back arching and legs thrashing. She lost her words in that torrent of pleasure, and only moaned. He held it there still, forcing her to orgasm at least three more times. She lost count, the blinding pleasure blending from separate moments to one long amazingly terrible moment. Then, it stopped, and she had to pant to get any air at all. It seemed like she was lying in a puddle, and her clit was sore with the most exquisite of pains. Sir was speaking, she knew that, but she couldn't hear the words. He slapped her ass, hard, and it brought her back. "Did we enjoy that my pet?" "Yes Sir, I loved it. Thank you Sir." He nodded, putting the Hitachi down. He shuffled through the draw, finding what he was looking for. Amelia felt cold liquid drip down her ass crack, and she knew what he was going to do. Sir raised her to her knees, thankfully taking her body from the chilly moistness of her uncountable orgasms. She could feel the head of his cock push into her ass, and though it was greatly help with the lube, his girth still filled her with more of that pleasant pain. He started slow, not give her the full length of his cock, working it a little more with each other thrust, her moans again filling the air, harmonizing his grunts of pleasure. Sir's hand found her hair and wrapped it in a fist, pulling her back in time with his trusts, forcing her head back like a horse on the reigns. When he fit his full length, six of the best inches she'd ever had, into her ass, he left the slow trusts for a more forceful approach, pounding away at her ass, his balls swinging in time with the movements, slapping up against her sore pussy. Amelia moaned using her well trained muscles to tighten around Sir's cock, making him gasp hard. He pulled her up, whispering into her ear. "You're a good little slut aren't you?" "Yes, god, yes Sir." She moaned, Sir thrusting balls deep into her knocking out her breath. "Say it." "I'm your slut, you're good little whore Sir." The words seemed to be fuel for his lust, and in one fluid motion, he pulled out of her ass and pushed his cock deep into her cunt, all pretenses of easing into her gone. Sir took the Hitachi, turning it on high and putting it beneath her, pressing her clit down on it and fucking her. It drove Amelia mad, and soon she was cumming again, her pussy tight around his cock, her cum lubricating it better than anything he could have bought. The Hitachi remained, and drove her to blissful madness twice more before Sir's beloved voice dragged her back to reality. He was barely more than growls at this point, it made her shake more than anything else he had done to her. "Is my pet ready for her treat?" "Oh god yes Sir, please give it to me Sir." He pulled out, turning her over roughly and pulling her by the legs to the floor, her head up against the bed, now more than drenched in her cum. He didn't even had to jerk his cock when she fell into place, his seed shooting out like a cannon into her mouth. He moved, so it didn't all end up there, letting it spill onto her face and tits as well. She savored what fell into her mouth, before swallowing her treat. He had to rest a hand on the bed to not fall over when she proceeded to her next duty, licking his dick of both his and her cum, as a good girl always cleans up her messes. She sucked and licked him clean, and he knelt beside her, pushing two fingers into her cunt. He fed her more of her cum from them, and Amelia thanked him every time for the treat. He petting her sweat and cum damp hair, cooing in her ear. The same phrase, again and again, a smile on his lips, troubles forgotten, least for now. "Good girl, my pet, good girl." My Pet Amazon I first realized the possibility of the device while I was doing my PhD thesis in Archeology. It was a scientific certainty that the Antikythera Mechanism was not unique. That mechanism, which predicted eclipses, dating from the first century B.C.E. used technology that would not be re-discovered until the Fourteenth Century C.E. It could not possibly have been the only example of ancient advanced technology. Making a modern reproduction of such a lost device would be a wonderful way to win my doctorate. Tracing clues everywhere I soon stumbled upon something far more exciting than a mere advanced degree. In a previously untranslated fragment, I found a mention of a way to control any Amazon maiden. I discovered clues that the entire document from which this fragment had come, still existed. Knowing that the job would take years of hard digging I shifted the focus of my PhD to a less exciting but still impressive topic. In time I moved into a position as a professor at a small but distinguished college. I dated often but none of the women I met caught my soul like the woman of my imagination. I turned out to be a talented teacher and soon gained tenure. The device was a side project that gobbled up all of my free time. At age thirty five, I was able to take an extended sabbatical and at last track down the document that had consumed my dreams for over a decade. Buried in the archives of an ancient Macedonian monastery was my Holy Grail. The monks who ran the place had labeled the document a religious text. In a sense it was; used on an Amazon she would see you as a god. The document had few illustrations but did contain full dimensions and descriptions of the materials to be used. Back home, I exhausted all of my savings and tinkered for a few months until the concept had become a reality. The final product looked something like a tuning fork. A series of precious and semiprecious stones aligned at precise angles and illuminated with the sun's rays would bathe the targeted Amazon in a ray of light which stripped them of their powers and rendered them submissive to the wielder of the device. I made some improvements on the original design. The original worked on bright sunlight, and had a very limited range, beguiling the Amazon for no more than a few hours. For ancient Amazons the devise would have been an annoyance at best. However, combined with twenty first century technology there was not an Amazon on earth that could not be completely mastered by the device. I felt sure that one dose of the ray would give me power over an Amazon for at least seventy-two hours. For me there was only one Amazon I desired. There was only one Amazon I wanted bowing before me in all of her naked glory, Wonder Woman! Luring Wonder Woman to a place where she would be alone became a project almost as daunting as creating the device. I needed to perform my act away from prying eyes. If I subdued Wonder Woman in front of a crowd, citizens would rush to her aid. No. I needed privacy for my deed. If I planned it right, Wonder Woman would come right to me! A gullible media supplied the ammunition I needed. Using the picture of a precocious little blonde girl that I found on a Swedish website, I spun a tale of an abducted local girl named Tammy Jenkins. Posing as a concerned relative I called the local news channel and spun a tale of my niece being abducted by some thug while we out shopping. I gave an apartment address that he supposedly pulled my loved one into. The massive gun he wielded prevented me from charging in after my niece. I hit the local news and that attracted the attention of Wonder Woman. Since the cops knew that this was just the kind of case that caused the world's most famous Amazon's blood to seethe the cops did no more than cordon off the street where the apartment was and let her take the lead. I was waiting in the apartment, device at the ready, and a lump in my throat. If I had gotten the calibration even slightly awry, Wonder Woman would pummel me senseless. She came though the front window. I almost froze. Up close Wonder Woman's beauty is breathtaking. That ivory skin, that ebony hair, those sapphire blue eyes, those incredible legs and wondrous chest, almost froze me in my tracks. Still I was able to aim the device at her as she landed upon the floor. A circle of lavender light bathed Wonder Woman. She screamed in pain and collapsed into a heap onto the cheap carpet. I watched Wonder Woman's face as her mind struggled mightily to combat the effects of the ray. Her countenance twisted into a visage of pain and confusion. For the briefest moment I suspected that her mind's own will was greater than that of the device. However, the ancient secrets and modern technology could not be thwarted, at last a calm came over Wonder Woman's face and I heard that luscious voice utter, "What is your wish?" For the next seventy-two hours, Wonder Woman would be my puppet. Regular doses of the ray would keep her in subservience to me indefinitely. Who says too much research turns a man into a wimp? Inside my trousers my manhood began to stir. I had so many wonderful plans for my captive. I had Wonder Woman stand and then instructed her what to say. Seconds later she was at the window she had smashed through talking to the lead police officer. "You and your men can depart, Captain. I have subdued the villain. Jenny is unharmed, I will bring both of them to the main police station when I finish my interrogation." The Captain gazed up at Wonder Woman, awed as every mortal man was by her grace, beauty and intelligence. He had no reason to doubt her words. "You're the best Wonder Woman. I wish my entire force consisted of clones of you." He saluted the tall Amazon and began the process of withdrawing his men. I ordered Wonder Woman to return his salute and move away from the window to face me. "I have many plans for you Wonder Woman, but first I Have to see what you taste like. Give me a kiss." Again, a look of turmoil danced across Wonder Woman's gorgeous face. Then she was inches away, her intoxicating aroma filling my nostrils as I bent my head and received her full, deep kiss. It was like an electric spark went through my body. Now I knew what kissing a goddess felt like. Soon I would know what the inside of one feels like. After the kiss I picked up an athletic bag from a table. I removed its contents and then placed it on the floor at Wonder Woman's feet. "Now Wonder Woman you will get undressed, place everything that you are wearing into that bag, starting with your bracelets and golden lasso. NOW!' Wonder Woman's mental fight against these order was shorter than the previous one. Compulsion to the ray apparently increases after initial exposure. I was forming a time table for how often I would have to dose what was now MY Amazon to keep her compliant. I watched enthralled as Wonder Woman removed first her right and then her left bracelet and dropped them into the bag. I breathed a sigh of relief when her lasso followed the bracelets into the bag, the lasso was her most dangerous weapon. Wonder Woman seemed to struggle weakly once more before she slid off each of her boots. God does she have lovely feet to match those killer gams! My breath froze as I saw Wonder Woman reach behind herself to open the catch on her garment. My wondering eyes were the very first male mortal's to drink in her astonishing tits. They were firm, lovely hillocks that tapered to fine points in the form of gorgeous pink nipples. I stood enthralled as Wonder Woman's costume slid down her body and over her hips. Her pubic thatch was black and shiny, practically glowing under the sunlight spilling through the windows. I had never seen a more enticing pussy. The sight of her sacred grounds reminded me anew of why I had never married and had pursued my dream with almost monomaniacal devotion. Not another woman on the planet could compare to the prize before my eyes. Wonder Woman placed her boots and costume into the bag. She removed her golden tiara last. I slid the bag back towards myself and zippered it shut. I placed a padlock into the catch. Wonder Woman looked at me, shame etched on her face. She understood that I held power over her and she was mystified that she could not break free. At lost it dawned on Wonder Woman that I had tapped into the knowledge of the ancients. I thought I saw a glimmer of fear before the amazing Amazon regained her composure. I had Wonder Woman turn slowly, so that I could examine her from all angles. She was more beautiful than any centerfold or actress. Her skin had not a single flaw or blemish. I counted my blessings on being the first mortal to see this princess unveiled. It was not hard to picture her horizontal. I knew that we should be making our getaway but the temptation was to great. "Kneel before me as a slave does before her Master." The Amazon princess sat on her widely parted knees, chest thrust forward. I could just spy her pinkness. Instinctively I new that she would taste like ambrosia. I freed my penis from my pants, my erect member was right at lip level. "Seal your enslavement to your Master, suck my manhood and swallow every drop when I come." Wonder Woman's blue eyes gazed up at me hotly, her color drained but, very shortly, I felt her soft pink tongue tentatively explore my manhood. In a nonce Wonder Woman's beautiful ruby lips were encircling my shaft. Her head began to slide back and forth. I could brag and say\that I lasted longer than a male porn star but the honest truth is, I was so primed that I came very quickly. A bit of my man juice slithered down the corner of Wonder Woman's mouth but she choked the rest of it down. "Rise, slave. You will address me Always as Master. It is time now for you to leave your old life behind and begin a new destiny as my property." I picked up the bundle I had earlier removed from my athletic bag. It was an ordinary, very demure, brown dress, a blonde wig, sunglasses, and sandals. I instructed my slave to don the disguise. Once she was dressed I took her hand, picked up the gym bag and led her out to the back entrance of the apartment building. My car awaited us. I sat my princess down in the passenger seat, hobbled her feet and hands with a bit of rope and I removed the sun glasses just long enough to cover Wonder Woman's eyes with two round discs of gauze. I was sure that no one had seen us leave the apartment. If anyone had been seen, the woman surely could NOT have been the legendary Wonder Woman! We took a circuitous route to my home. From the garage I led my Amazon to my bedroom. I removed her sunglasses and the bandages. I pulled the wig off her head and ordered her to remove the dress and sandals. I gazed upon her naked glory as her eyes adjusted to the light. "Slave, this is where you will be spending a great deal of time for the foreseeable future. You will be expected to fulfill my every desire. I realize that you are a virgin, so I will train you gently and slowly. Make no mistake however I WILL be taking both your pussy and asshole. You will wear my collar like an obedient slave and, as lovely as your pubic hair is, I am afraid that slaves are not permitted to keep any. Now slave," I paused for effect and finished with, "beg me to take you." Wonder woman seemed to fight this harder than any other order I had given her but her struggle lasted for only a few seconds before I heard that glorious crystal clear voice ask, "Master, ple... please enter me with your manhood. Master please take my virgin flesh." Her voice trailed off and she emitted a brief cry. "Certainly, slave." I strode over to my new possession and led her to the bed, "Do you have another name, aside from Wonder Woman, slave." "Diana, Diana Prince." The words spilled out of my slave as though she were in pain. Now I knew Wonder Woman's secret identity. I decided to maximize her torment by using the name of her alias. "Well, Slave Diana, your Master would like you to undress him and then you pull down the covers of this bed and place yourself in the middle of the mattress. I promise to be gentle when I take your maidenhead." The effect of the beam was stronger now. I deduced that its effectiveness, if plotted on a chart, would look like a standard bell curve. That meant that the being once known as Wonder Woman would best be able to fight her enslavement at the beginning and the end of the seventy two hours. To be on the safe side I would dose her every morning, never letting the effects of the ray fade. Slave Diana did not pause even a moment before she began unbuttoning my shirt. Her hands were warm and soft and gentle. My shirt fell to the floor at my feet. Slave Diana bent low and untied my shoes and worked them off my feet. She removed my socks, stood and unfastened my belt. Her eyes grew large as her hands worked my shorts over and off my erection. I am sure she had seen naked men before but this was very different for her. I could not read Diana's expression but I'm sure her thoughts were fearful. The virgin source of her power was about to be taken from her. Worse, she realized that she could offer no resistance to her own deflowering. Her eyes filled with tears as she laid herself down on my mattress. I slid into bed next to her and kissed her deeply, despite herself, she kissed me back . Gently I kissed my way down her body. Tenderly, I took each nipple in turn in my mouth and caused it to become erect. Slave Diana began to breath heavily. My reading had told me that the device I had manufactured would inflame an Amazon sexually. Its original purpose had been so that mortal men could mate with Amazons. The ancients needed the device to keep a steady supply of Amazon warriors. That explained the short effectiveness times of the ancient mechanism. A mortal human could subdue an Amazon, have his way with her and move on before she came to her senses and killed the impertinent male. It also protected the Amazon warrior from tribal censure. The fact that her will had been subverted meant she had not willingly defiled herself by deigning to sleep with a mere mortal male. In this way the Amazon tribes repopulated themselves for millennia. Then the Amazons discovered immortality and fervently preyed that the secret of the device would vanish in the onslaught of mankind's wars, plagues, and dark ages. It nearly did. I could not help but praise my own ingenuity as my teeth gently teased Wonder Woman's incredibly sweet tasting clitoris. No doubt she had engaged in Sapphic entertainment growing to womanhood amongst the sacred sisterhood but who knew how long it had been since Wonder Woman's pussy had been licked? The media linked her to Steve Trevor. He was coy about their relationship but I was sure that it was not sexual. Had ol' Trevor slept with Wonder Woman his shit eating grin would have been visible from Mars. I was positive he never got more than the very briefest bus on the lips. I'd put up even money that Steve Trevor often fantasized about my current reality. I just knew that he was beating his meat regularly to mental images of Wonder Woman confined, naked, and needing rescue. I laughed inwardly, any sap could tell that Steve Trevor was NEVER going to get into Wonder Woman's panties! My slave Diana began moaning as my tongue, lips and teeth dined on her nether regions. Before long she was invoking the names of various Greek deities. I took this opportunity to plunge my respectably sized organ into her box. I'd almost allowed myself to forget how strong Wonder Woman is. When the throes of passion took possession of her body she nearly flung me off of her. It was like riding a bronco at the rodeo. I held on tight, savoring every moment. With a yip and a sigh I buried my seed deep inside Wonder Woman's quim. Her tears ran hot but I held her close, stroking her amazing flesh and whispering comforting words into her ear. As she came down from her orgasmic high her entire body flushed with embarrassment. She turned her face away from me. I left her wallow in her conflicting emotions while I rose from the bed. From the drawer in the nightstand I withdrew something that had also cost me a pretty penny. It was a collar. Near as I could tell from the ancient texts it was made of a alloy similar to that of Wonder Woman's bracelets and tiara. No one knew the exact composition of that metal as it was native to the Amazon homeland, but most metallurgists believed that it was as close as we can come. While Wonder Woman was distracted with thoughts of her deflowering and her own body's betrayal I was able to slide the collar around her neck and close the catch. That act broke my slave's revelry. Her hands went to her neck and tugged. The clasp and the metal ring held fast. Diana gazed at me shooting daggers with her eyes. "No slave Diana, it will not come off that way. Think of it as your new costume. You won't need the boots and the star spangled outfit anymore but your new one is far more beautiful. Your tiara and bracelets used to project the fact to the world that you were a princess. My collar shows the world that you are MY princess." My slave's eyes turned sad and she at last found her voice, "Ma ... Master, please free me. I will permit you to keep your life if you allow me to leave now. I will not even go to the police and see to it that you are prosecuted." I smiled wryly and replied, "While that is a tempting offer slave Diana. I like the idea of you spending many years here in my home seeing to all of my sexual needs. You will clean my home and cook my meals and, no doubt, bear me several fine sons. Not as exiting as constant coverage from all of the news and television networks and saving lives every day, but a meaningful life by any measure." I paused to let my words seep into Wonder Woman's consciousness before I announced, "You realize now that you MUST obey me, fighting what I have done to you only causes you pain. It is best for you to comply with my whims and desires. In time you may even come to feel something akin to affection for me. Now I want you to roll over on your tummy and mentally prepare yourself for anal penetration. After that I will denude your Mons and give you a nice warm bath. I have some rather eye catching lingerie to clothe you in for dinner and bed time. After a night sleeping in my arms you may find yourself more able to adjust to your new life." I smiled from ear to ear, when a few seconds later, I saw my new pet roll over on her stomach. She buried her head in the pillow and wept as I followed my erection to the crack in her ass. I took some lubricant from the nightstand and greased up everything in sight. Wonder Woman's ass was the tightest, most wonderful place my penis had ever explored. Emotionally, I was well past the gates of heaven when I came deep inside Wonder Woman's anus. Once I had finished I rested my spent body alongside that of my slave and gently stroked her alabaster flesh. "Master," she said at last, "I do not know how you have gained such power over me. I don't care how long you make me obey you, I will ALWAYS despise you. However, if there is the least spark of humanity in you I ask that you always be gentle with me. If you are gentle, when I DO escape from this enchantment I shall kill you swiftly and mercifully." I smiled at my slave's boast. I decided to let her think she had an iota of authority. "Certainly, slave Diana. In fact right now I will show you haw gentle I can be with a trimmer and razor." I stepped over to the dresser where the shaving implements awaited. As I hefted the cordless trimmer, I realized that a spectacular future awaited me. I turned and approached the bed with my kit. "This won't hurt a bit Diana, not even a little." My Pet Ch. 01 Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 As I come into the room, wearing a black leather skirt and leopard print bra, I see you, kneeling quietly in the corner by the couch. You are clad only in a pair of skimpy briefs, a deep red color. I glance down, and I can see them hugging your crotch, clearly outlining your erection. I smile wickedly, knowing that you have been waiting for me, your body reacting to thoughts of me touching you, using you, pleasuring you. I move over closer to you, sitting on the edge of the bed. I cross my long legs, sheathed in silky black lace thigh high stockings. My high heels are red, with open toes and two inch heels. I bounce my leg slightly, gazing down at you. Your hands are crossed in front of you, your eyes respectfully lowered. "How are you, my pet?" I ask gently. You squirm slightly, inhaling deeply. I watch your broad chest rise and fall, noticing your nipples are hard. I look down at your crotch, and I see a stain slowly spreading from where the tip of your cock nestles against the thin fabric of your briefs. "I need you, Mistress," you whisper. I place my foot against your crotch, pressing lightly. You groan deep in your throat, clenching your fingers together tightly. I start to caress you with the bottom of my shoe, watching your reaction. "Look at me, pet," I tell you. Your head raises up, and I gaze into your brown eyes. I can see your lust for me shining deeply in them, your need. I place a long finger under your chin, stroking you lightly. "And just what do you need, my love," I ask you. You swallow a couple of times, trying to look away from me. My finger pulls your face back to me, and we stare at each other. The battle of wills between us is always strong. You are reluctant to express your need for me, your deep wanting of what I do to you, for you, for myself. I know this, and I cherish it. Your strength of personality is one of the things I love the most about you. Yet, I know how much you need me, how much you crave the things I do to you. And I never abuse this privilege; the privilege of your submission to me. The total giving of your hard, sexy male body, the way you let me have you, body and soul. "Tell me, my pet. Tell me what you want," I urge you. My foot nudges your crotch again, a little harder this time, tempting you to express your feelings. I want to bring your need crashing to the surface, where you have no choice but to let it out. You take another deep breath, and the words come out in a rush. "Fuck me, my Mistress. Taste me. I want you to take my orgasm from me. I ache for you, Ma'am." You shudder, and I know what it cost you to say that to me. I know what a struggle it is for you to let go, to allow your inner desires come to the surface. For years you have tried to deny them, to hide them from me, and from yourself. You've told me before that a real man doesn't need this, this giving of yourself to a woman. You have always been taught that a man should be in charge, controlling the sexual situation, taking the woman. But you and I know better, don't we, my pet? The giving of yourself to me, the letting go of control, the submission to my wants and desires, fires you inside. It drives your body crazy. I can see it, feel it, the way your body becomes mine to enjoy and pleasure. And your body makes that same mysterious connection between pain and pleasure as mine does. As my hand, or whip, my clamps, or mouth, cunt, or ass possess you, take you, you receive as much as I do. The incredible hardness of your beautiful cock tells me more than you could ever realize. "Take off my shoes and nylons, love," I tell you. You try to hide a little smile, but I see it. I smile in return, knowing how much you adore my feet. They are big for a woman, size 11 shoe, wide width. My toenails are carefully trimmed and polished. The deep maroon color I know will delight you. Your hands remove my shoes, one at a time, then you roll the stockings down my long silky legs. Your hands amaze me sometimes. They are so big, with rough palms, yet they can be so gentle and sensitive when you touch me. Your hands are shaking. I know you have this thing for my feet and ankles, don't you, my pet? "Kiss my feet, dear," I say quietly. I hear you take a sharp intake of breath. I know this is what you dream of sometimes, to be able to worship my feet. I am not sure I completely understand it, but the way you do it arouses me every time. You lean down and press soft little kisses on the top of my right foot. Your lips are soft, full, and tease me as they whisper across my skin. I lean back in the chair, extending my leg, offering you my silky calf. Your hands wrap around my foot and ankle, and you continue to kiss and softly lick my foot. I shiver as your tongue licks across the arch. You hold me firmly in your grip. You move lower, and start to suckle each toe, one at a time. I feel a tugging sensation deep in my abdomen for some reason as you suck on them. I never knew it was so arousing to have your toes licked and treated this way. I tilt my head back and close my eyes, just enjoying your mouth on me. Switching to my left foot, you do the same; sucking, licking, nibbling on my toes. You move to the arch of my foot, and I quiver. "Higher, pet," I whisper. You start to lick up my leg. Your velvety tongue flicks and caresses and traces patterns across my calf, and when your tongue hits the back of my knee I cry out. I feel a smile against me in your kiss. My legs part of their own volition, inviting you to move higher still. Your palms flatten on my inner thighs, pushing me open more. I scoot lower still in the chair and tilt my hips upwards. "Taste me, my pet," I say throatily. Your palms slide over my smooth skin, and you dip your head down and inhale deeply. I watch you, seeing you close your eyes. You have told me the smell, the taste of me is intoxicating to you. I can see it in your expression. I feel your warm breath fan out over my aching center, and I quiver again. Your strong tongue darts out and you flick it across my clit, and I groan out loud, the feeling is so intense. You begin to devote yourself to my pleasure. Your tongue begins licking between the silken folds, probing for my wetness. My hand clutches your hair tightly, pushing you deeper into me. You obey, and bury your face in me. You start to suck on my throbbing clit, capturing it between your lips, even biting it now and again. Returning to my wet slit, you drive your tongue deeper into me. My legs stretch outwards as I begin to reach for sweet release. Harder and deeper you devour my cunt, driving me higher and higher. I feel the throbbing burning feeling in my lower abdomen, and I start to climax against your hot mouth. Convulsion after convulsion ripples through me as you continue to work on me. I cry out at the strength of the orgasm. As I slowly start to calm down, you continue to lick me gently. The honeyed juices are like nectar to you, and you lap and lick every drop. As you raise your head, you smile at me, your face and mouth coated with my wetness. I lean down and lick you clean, then kiss you passionately. My hand strokes your cheek as I gaze into your passion filled eyes. The night has only begun, my pet. To be continued My Pet Ch. 01 I discovered the pleasure of chatting online when my children were young. I had one daughter at kindergarten and a baby that slept a lot during the day. I've never been the fussy house keeper, my house was tidy but not spotless and so when I had some free time while my youngest had her nap the idea of doing housework was never appealing. I've also never been interested in day-time television; soap operas are just not my thing. I did watch a few movies some days but often my daughter would wake up and I would miss the ending. I would read sometimes as a way to pass the time while I waited for her to wake up for her next feed. Then one day my husband brought home a computer, cool I thought we are finally catching up with the 21st century! It was great, I was able to email my family and friends and finally I had something to do during the day while my baby slept. It didn't take very long before I discovered the fun of chat rooms. At first I thought great, now I can pretend to be someone else, I can say I'm a hot 25 year old chick and see if I can chat up some sexy young men. That worked out really well and it was fun for awhile, but I got tired of trying to remember all the lies I told about my fake life. Also after spending some time in the 'younger men for older women' chat rooms, I discovered that there were actually quite a few young men that genuinely liked women my age. Maybe I could quit with the made up stories and just be me and young men might still want to chat to me. So I tried that and it was great, I could just be me and answer questions truthfully. Before long I had lots of online friends and some online lovers too. It didn't take me too long to discover the fun of cyber sex. I met a lot of good friends and had lots of fun with some online lovers. Then I met Bryan, he wasn't much younger than me but we became close friends and he introduced me to the Dom/sub world. I had no idea how much there was to learn about it, I found the whole thing fascinating. I had been up until then, quite naive on the subject. Not only did I discover about the Dom/sub way of life, I soon found out a lot more about myself that I hadn't been aware of. I became an online sub for Bryan and it was fun. I had found not only a good friend, but he was my teacher and my Master. So I started hanging out in the BDSM chat rooms as well as the 'younger men for older women' rooms and it was there that I met several young men wanting me to be their online Mistress. Up until then I hadn't considered the idea of me being the dominant one but the more I thought about it, the more I was excited by it. I role played with a few of them and I found I loved it, loved being in control. It actually confused me a little; I didn't understand why I could be turned on by being so dominant when in fact I was submissive. I spoke to Bryan about my confused feelings and he explained to me that I was a switch and encouraged me to explore this new side of myself. So I decided it would be fun to get myself my very own online slave to play with and set about trying to find one I liked. I had in my head what I was looking for. I wanted a guy in his early 20s, probably American because I liked chatting to Americans, someone that liked my kind of music and of course someone that was submissive and willing to do whatever it took to make me happy. I headed off to the chat rooms to hunt. I felt quiet excited about the prospect of having my own online slave. I spoke to heaps of them, even role-played and cybered with some, looking for someone I would click with. Then I met Nicky, he was 20 and not really what I had in my mind as my perfect slave. He wasn't American and not a big music fan like me, although he did like music, just not a fanatic like me. Actually he was from India and even though I'm not racist, I've also never found Indian men particularly that attractive either. But there was something about Nicky, the more I talked to him the closer we got. He told me all about his real life experiences as a live-in slave for his aunt. I found the stories he told me exciting but at the same time disturbing. Some of the things that he told me his aunt made him do shocked me. I was relatively new to Dom/sub online relationships and still had a lot to learn but mostly I found with my experiences as sub to Byran, and Mistress to Nicky, that I was learning so much about myself. Learning what things turned me on; often I was surprised at how excited I would get during an intense cyber sex session. I kept pushing myself, testing the water to see how I would react to different scenes in role-play. Nicky was pushing me too, only in a very submissive way; he was experienced not only with online Dom/sub relationships but in real life too. He kept suggesting different things, he knew what he liked and he wanted to see if I would respond favorably to his ideas. Most of his ideas excited me so much, more than I had been excited when I was being submissive with my online Master. I was starting to realize that perhaps I was more dominant by nature than I had previously thought. Some of Nicky's ideas shocked me, especially when he spoke of ways I could punish him if he should not please me in any way. I wasn't shocked so much that pain and humiliation would turn him on, but more that it turned me on to do that to him. I often felt very guilty that I should get such pleasure from calling him nasty names and making him do things to himself. I had grown so close to Nicky now that I found I loved him and yet how could I want to hurt anyone that I loved? It made no sense to me and went against everything I had always known to be true. I had to re-train my brain. It took time, years in fact. I had ceased to be a sub to Bryan, but we still remained friends. I had a few other online lovers on and off over the years but one thing stayed the same. Nicky was still my slave, it became that I couldn't even imagine my life without owning him. We had even drawn up our own contract in which he signed, willingly giving himself to me as my property. We spoke online as much as we could but sometimes he would have to go away for a week or so for training as he was in the Navy. A few times I had rung him and we had intense and wonderful phone sex, he would always make me cum so good. I wanted to ring him more often but the toll calls were expensive and of course I couldn't ring him on my home phone for fear of my husband asking why I would be ringing India. So I used my mobile phone and we would text each other sometimes too. The great thing about our relationship is that even without the great cyber we were close friends, we could talk about anything and if I wasn't in the mood to play and just wanted to chat, that would be cool. There were even times when I would feel my submissive side rear its head and we would role reverse for a hot cyber session, but he would always go back to being my pet afterwards. Often during our many conversations we would both fantasize about how good it would be if one day we could meet for real. Of course there was no way I could just hop on a plane and fly to India as I had a husband and two kids to consider. But we would daydream about how once his training was finished that he would save up and come here to see me and we would both get very hot and bothered about the things we would do if that was to happen. We talked about how we both wanted to do all the stuff we cybered about, all the naughty, kinky, dirty things for real. Then one day out of the blue Nicky told me he had some exciting news. He was being sent to Hong Kong for an assignment and he had asked for a weeks leave so that after the assignment he could fly to New Zealand to finally meet me. He had been secretly putting money aside for years in the hope of one day flying to my country. He was so excited; he could barely type the words. I was in total shock. I just sat there looking at the screen, re-reading what he just told me over and over. Nicky was coming here, my slave was coming to see me for real, not cyber, not phone sex, but real, live human flesh to flesh. I think I stopped breathing for a moment. He kept typing back to me asking me if I was still there, finally I replied once I put my brain back into working mode and asked him all the when and where and how questions. I was excited too, but mostly I was nervous. All these years of telling him all the nasty, kinky things I want to do to him, it was all fantastic and easy to do in cyber, but could I really be that strong dominant woman that I had become online, when it came to meeting him face to face? At least I had two months to figure that out and prepare for his arrival and over that time I had talked myself into being confident in my domination of him. Of course our chat sessions became totally focused on his impending visit. Meanwhile in my offline life (the line between the two was starting to become a bit blurry), I had booked a hotel room for him that was close to my work and I had arranged to have that week off. Of course I had no intention of telling anyone else I was having time off work, I fully intended on just carrying out my day as per usual, dropping the kids off to school on the way to work but going to his hotel room instead. There was other planning to be done too. I went to a clinic and put myself back on the pill. I hadn't been on it for many years due to my husband having a vasectomy. I didn't want to worry about unwanted pregnancy. Not only did I not want any more children at my age, it would have been hard to explain and although I am pro choice, I do not condone using abortion as a means of birth control. I also went shopping; I brought a leash and a black leather dog collar from the pet shop. It had a place for engraving your pets name and any other details. I had it engraved with 'property of Miss Marie' as Nicky always called me Miss. I spent quite a few dollars at a sex shop too. I brought a strap-on dildo complete with harness, it was one that was double-ended, so that part of it also went up inside the woman's pussy, giving double the pleasure when used. As well as that I brought a cock ring and nipple clamps and a butt plug. I knew he was only going to be here for 5 days and I wanted to do everything I had fantasized about to him. It cost me a pretty penny but I had no doubts about getting my moneys worth out of my whore. I knew that Nicky had not had sex with anyone but himself in the last year but still I wanted to make sure I would be safe. I instructed him to get checked out at a clinic, get blood tests to make sure he didn't have any sexual diseases. I was worried about all the sex his aunt had forced him to do when he was younger, I wanted to fuck my slut real bad but not if it meant risking infecting myself and passing it on to my husband. He assured me he was clean but went along with my wishes and promised me that he would bring me a letter from a doctor as proof along with the results of his blood tests. The tests came back clean, which made Nicky very happy and of course I was most relieved. I really didn't want to have to use condoms. He still brought the letter with him as reassurance. With the practical side of the agenda all sorted, now all we had to do is wait. Time went quite fast actually, the two months seemed to fly by. We talked online everyday until he had to leave for Hong Kong for his work assignment. I instructed him not to masturbate the whole time he was in Hong Kong so that when he arrived in my presence he would be very horny and full of cum for me. I also did not masturbate during that week, well actually I did a little, but I didn't allow myself to cum. I hadn't told him that I was planning on doing that, but I just wanted to make myself so horny that I would want to attack him the moment we got to his hotel room. Finally it was the Monday morning of his arrival, his plane was due in at 10.15 am. I got up and got ready for work as always, acted like there was nothing new about this Monday as any other. I wore my usual work clothes, plain black skirt, white blouse, black jacket. I looked like your typical office worker. But underneath I was wearing my sexiest black g-string and black bra. I would normally never wear a black bra under a white top because it shows through a little, but today I wasn't going to be Marie, ordinary office lady, wife and mother. Today I was Miss Marie, owner of a man, Mistress to a slave. Fantasy and reality were about to become one. I dropped off my kids at school and went straight to the airport. I had put all my sex toys in a bag in the boot of my car and I carried the leather dog's collar with me in my handbag. I arrived with 30 minutes to spare and even though it was early morning, I needed a drink. The nerves were starting to really kick in as I prepared myself for this meeting. So I went to the bar and got a bourbon and coke to calm myself while I went over in my head what I should say and how I should act. A little voice was telling me I should just go, but I ignored it and temporarily shut the door on that part of my brain. "I can do this," I said to myself but out loud. "Sorry. Did you want something?" the barman asked, thinking I was talking to him. "No. I'm fine, thank you," I replied smiling and getting up to leave. I went to the arrivals area and waited. The plane had landed and was just being processed. Then passengers started coming through the doors to the waiting arms of friends and relatives. Lots of people all around me hugging and kissing each other, lots of happy talking and excitement in the air. My stomach was starting to feel like I was going to throw up. The one drink hadn't really taken the edge off much. I was beginning to question myself again. Then I saw him. My Nicky. My pet, the man that had become an important part of my life. He was standing in front of me, no computer screen or thousands of miles between us. Right here, in New Zealand, in the flesh. If I thought I was nervous, one look at him told me that his nervousness was tenfold my own. He is 25 but he looked like a scared little boy, staring at me. Finally he found his tongue. "Hello Miss," he said timidly, with a nervous smile. Just hearing his voice and calling me that suddenly made me brave. I beamed a big smile back at him and stepped closer and gave him a big hug. Drinking in his scent as I held him close. His arms instinctively moved around to hug me back. "Hello pet," I spoke into his ear as we hugged. As we embraced, I felt him tremble. Pulling back I looked into his eyes. They were wet with tears. "Are you ok Nicky?" I asked, concerned. "Yes Miss. I'm just so happy to see you," he replied with a smile. I too was feeling very emotional to be finally meeting after all this time. But I was doing my best to remain calm and mostly remain in control. My eyes were tearing up too, but I didn't want to burst into tears in the middle of the airport, so I pushed back my feelings for now and busied myself with practicalities. "Come on then Nicky, get your bag and I will take you to your hotel," I said. So off we went. He was looking around everywhere at everything as we walked to my car. Asking me things about New Zealand and the weather and all that sort of small talk that anyone would ask if it was there first time in a country. The trip wasn't long to the hotel, only 15 minutes. I had pre-ordered a tray of fresh fruit and tantalizing nibbles for lunch to be sent to his room, along with a nice bottle of sparkling New Zealand white wine and two wine glasses, to be waiting for us when we arrived. I had the feeling once we got to his room neither of us would be going anywhere for a while. All through the small talk during the trip to the hotel he had been staring at me as if he was unable not to look at me. I of course had to look at the road as I was driving, but glanced at him as often as I dared. Still marveling at the fact he was actually here with me, in my car. Once at the hotel, he took his bag out of my boot and I picked up my bag too. I saw him glance at it and I knew he must be wondering what I had in there. All would be revealed in good time. We collected the key and went to his room. As soon as we got inside, I put the 'do not disturb' sign on the outside handle and locked the door. It was weird, for although I was still nervous, I had this sense of purpose. I knew what I was going to do, I knew what I wanted and yet I felt strangely calm. Nicky put his bag down and turned around to look at me. He came closer. I could tell he wanted to hold me again and kiss me. He almost did just that, but he stopped and paused. "May I kiss you Miss?" he asked, remembering his place at the last moment. I smiled at him, holding out my arms as an invitation. "Yes pet." He took me in his strong arms and kissed me. I could feel the strength of many training work-out sessions in his arms. His mouth was warm and hungry. I kissed him back with the same hunger. The passion was so intense; I almost lost my control, about to become a soft romantic fool in the arms of my lover. He stopped for a moment, paused to take a breath and I pulled back from him. "Wait pet," I requested and he stopped and looked a little confused and giving me that hurt puppy look. "Just a moment pet, I have something for you," I said turning around to pick up my handbag. "I want you to kneel down and close your eyes pet. I have a present for you." I smiled at him as I spoke. "Yes Miss," he replied and knelt down as instructed, with eyes closed. I took out the collar from my handbag and leant down and attached it around his neck. He let out a gasp of excitement when he realized what I was doing. "Open your eyes now and look at me pet," I requested, smiling down at him. It looked so good to see my collar on him. Nicky looked up at me. His eyes now freely flowing tears down his sweet brown face. I wasn't sure if he was even able to speak at that moment. "I claim you as mine Nicky. Mine for life, "I declared. "I am honored to be Yours Miss," he said, his voice cracking slightly. He looked at me with his tear stained eyes and I could see love in them. Unable to hold back and maintain his control of his emotions, he wrapped his arms around me from his kneeling position and hugged me tight. "I love you Marie," he announced as he looked up at me from his embrace, calling me by my first name for the first time since he arrived. I smiled down at him, then leant down and kissed his lips, holding his face in my hands. The knowledge that I owned this person that I held in my hands giving me such a rush. I felt a wave of emotion pass through me that was close to an orgasm. The power rush was incredible, adrenalin racing through me. "I love you too Nicky," I replied when I pulled back from the kiss, this time no longer able to contain my emotions as tears ran down my cheeks. I pulled on his sleeves as a motion to stand up, which he did and we hugged. Holding each other close, savoring the moment, and breathing in each others scent as we embraced. We stood holding on to each other for a few minutes, giving ourselves time to recover from the emotional outburst and sheer intensity of finally being able to touch each other for real after 5 years of wanting. Eventually we pulled back and smiled at each other. "Thank you for your gift Miss. I will wear it with pride," he said beaming at me. "You're most welcome pet. Go look at it in the mirror," I said, motioning towards the bathroom, "I want you to wear it everyday you are here in New Zealand pet. Only take it off to shower," I instructed. "Yes Miss," he replied, admiring the collar as he looked in the bathroom mirror. My Pet Ch. 01 "Oh Miss, I have something for you too," Nicky said, rushing back from the bathroom. He picked up his suitcase and opened it, taking out a small package and handing it to me. I opened my gift to reveal a matching set of necklace, earrings and bracelet. They looked to be handmade, no doubt from some talented craftsman from India. They were quite beautiful and just knowing he would have taken the time to pick me out such a lovely gift pleased me and made me smile. "Thank you pet. They are beautiful. I will wear them the whole time you are here with me also," I stated, as I removed the earrings I had on to replace them with his gift. Nicky was simply beaming at me, so happy that I liked his present. "I think we should sit down and have a drink to celebrate. Oh and I ordered some lunch for us pet," I said, pointing in the direction of the tray of fruit and nibbles that had been placed on the table. "Yes Miss. Thank you Miss," Nicky said, indicating that I should sit first, "After you Miss." I went to sit down, but paused. I had remembered the many times we had talked and discussed some of our fantasies, and one of the many was how I would always want my slave to be naked while eating with me. My early nerves were fading, Nicky was behaving just as I imagined he would, just had he had always been with me when we chatted online. My confidence was growing; I was starting to believe I really could do all the things I fantasized about. I looked right at him. "Take off your clothes first pet. I want to look at you. I want to inspect my property," I said cheekily, flashing a big grin at him. It was obviously unexpected as he blushed a little. But without protesting, began to undress. I stood a couple of feet in front of him and watched intently. He undressed slowly and methodically, taking off his shirt first and then his jeans and placing them on the end of the bed. Before he took off his boxers I could see he was in a state of arousal. Then he stepped out of his boxers, placing them on the bed too, and stood still. He glanced up at me quickly, then lowered his eyes and looked at the floor, awaiting inspection. I had seen him naked before, but pictures and web cams are nothing compared to the real thing. I could see he was fit from all the exercise the Navy demands of him, his body was toned. I looked down at his hard cock, knowing that he had not cum for over a week as per my instructions. I could see a bead of pre-cum glistening on tip. I knew he would be controlling his urges. I walked around him as if circling my prey, making mmm sounds of approval. I ran my hands down his strong arms, feeling his brown flesh. "Are these mine?" I asked, teasingly. He nodded. I moved my hands across his chest, stopping to pinch both nipples lightly. "How about these?" I teased some more, making him gasp. "Yes Miss," he answered, his breath starting to quicken. My confidence was growing by the second. Then I moved my hands down his stomach to his hard twitching cock and grabbed it with my right hand. "This is definitely mine," I hissed and grinned in delight at feeling his cock in my hand for the first time. He groaned in pleasure, using all of his will power not to cum instantly. I noticed that he had also followed my instructions and shaved all of his pubic hair so that his cock and balls and ass were smooth for me. Although he was a man we both got a lot of pleasure from role playing that he was just a young teen. I took hold of his ball sack with my left hand, still holding his cock in my right. They felt heavy with cum. I knew they would be empty by the end of this day. Feeling me cupping his balls in one hand and his cock in my other made him whimper. I could see the strain of holding back from cumming was making beads of sweat appear on his forehead. "Mmm good boy. You haven't cum in a week, have you pet?" "No Miss. I did as you said Miss," he answered, his voice breaking up a little with the strain of intense concentration. "Yes, I can tell. Your balls feel heavy pet," I said, giving him a grin of approval as I let go of his genitals. I felt so empowered knowing that I owned this man. "Well pet, I think cos you have been such a good boy, I will let you cum soon. But not before lunch," I stated, then went and sat down at the table. It took him a few moments to compose himself before coming over to join me. I noticed more pre-cum was oozing out the tip of his rigid cock as he sat down at the table, naked except for his collar. I opened the wine and poured two glasses, and then held up mine to propose a toast. Nicky followed my lead and picked up his glass too. "To us," I declared, "Here's to dreams coming true." "To us," repeated Nicky as our glasses clanged together. After a few sips of wine and trying out a few things on the lunch platter, it was starting to feel completely normal to be sitting here eating and drinking with a naked man. It was as if I'd been doing this for years. Nicky had relaxed somewhat too. His cock was still hard but he seemed at ease to be sharing a meal with me. We engaged in normal dinner conversation, asking each other about our families and general small talk. It was very pleasant, but the underlining sexual tension was still in the air. I poured us both a second glass of wine, finishing the bottle. Then I got up and moved over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "Come here and sit at my feet pet," I ordered, taking my glass with me. Nicky got up and gulped down the last of his wine, then followed and knelt on the floor at my feet. I sipped at my wine looking down at him. I loved the feeling of control as I stared at his twitching cock, knowing he badly wanted release. The power I had over him was making me so wet. I too wanted release, but I wanted to enjoy every moment of this newly discovered pleasure. I finished my wine and got up off the bed, placing the empty glass on the table. Nicky's eyes never left me, watching and waiting to see what I would do next. I walked back to him, feeling his gaze almost burning into me as I took off my jacket and placed it on the bed on top of his clothes. I smiled at him, and then took off my white blouse too, exposing my sexy black lace bra. He grinned in appreciation of the view. I walked a couple of steps closer so that his face was almost touching my breasts. "You may touch them pet," I said, giving him permission. He eagerly reached up both hands and grabbed my breasts simultaneously, giving them a squeeze. We both moaned. I felt myself getting wetter and I saw his cock twitching. Then I moved away a little and took off my bra. Nicky gasped when he saw my naked tits released from their lacey confinement. I lay on the bed, propping myself up on the pillows. He went to get up and come to me but remembered at the last moment to wait until he was asked. "Come here pet. I want you to stand up beside the bed next to me," I ordered. Nicky got up off his knees and stood over me staring down at my naked tits, wanting to touch them. "I want you to masturbate now for me pet. Stand there and stroke until you cum. I want you to cum all over my tits, and then lick it off," I instructed. He grinned, very pleased to be carrying out this order. "Yes Miss. It would be my pleasure Miss. Thank you Miss," he said excitedly. I watched intently as he began to stroke his hard cock over me. I knew it wouldn't take long due to how excited he was and how long it was since he came last. It only took about ten or eleven strokes before he exploded his cum out all over me with a low groan and a gasp of pleasure. It splattered over my tits, the first spurt even hitting my face a little. Most of it landing on my left tit and in the valley between my breasts. I looked down at the warm white sticky mess on my body and then looked up and smiled at him. "Good doggy," I spoke to him as if he really was a pet. I knew he loved it when I called him names. A moan of pleasure escaped his lips when he heard that word. Then he remembered what his next task was and leant down and started to lick off his cum from my body. It felt fucking fantastic. I moaned as I felt his warm tongue lick at my flesh. He made slurping sounds as he hungrily licked up his cum from me, taking a long time to suck at both nipples even though most of the cum wasn't there. I was squirming in pleasure. I knew my panties must be soaking wet. I felt myself very close to cumming. I hadn't cum before from just nipple stimulation but the whole build up to this point as so intense that I knew I was moments away from release. Nicky knew me well, he knew what buttons to push, and he knew what to say to make me cum. He pulled back from licking and sucking on my breasts and smiled down at me, looking like the cat that got the cream. "Can I have some milk please mommy?" he asked in his best 'little boy' voice. I erupted. It felt like a tidal wave of pleasure cascaded through my entire body. I arched my back and the tidal wave expelled from me as I gushed my cum, drenching my already wet panties. "Ohhhhh fuck! Yessssss!" I exclaimed, panting and gasping for breath. Nicky grinned at me with pride. Just knowing he had made his owner cum so good, he felt like if he died right now he would die a contented man. But he knew there was more pleasure ahead. He just looked at me, taking in all of my expressions of pleasure as I rode out the orgasm. "You look so beautiful when you cum Miss," he said with love as he looked down at me, recovering from my bliss. "Kiss me pet." I grabbed his arm to pull him close. We kissed passionately. I could taste his own cum on his tongue. His flavor exciting me, enticing me to want more. When we broke from the kiss and he stood back up again, I held out my hand for him to help me up. My gush of cum had not only soaked my panties, my skirt was wet too. I wanted to get out of my wet clothes. I stood beside the bed with Nicky watching me as I took off the rest of my clothes, draping my skirt over the bedside cabinet in the hope it my dry out a little before I had to leave. I know I am no physical beauty; I am a big woman, with big tits and a big ass. But Nicky looked at my naked form as if I was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. His gaze made me feel beautiful. My self assurance getting even more of a boost. I lay back down on the bed, naked, with my legs open. "Yes pet. Yes, mommy will give you some milk cos you are such a good boy," I said, coaxing him back down to me, "Lie between my legs son and suck on mommy's nipples." Nicky knew me well and was always able to stay with me when we role-played online if I changed from nasty Dom bitch to loving mother, depending on my mood at any particular moment. I noticed how his cock was hard as rock again, ready for action. He got back on the bed with me, lying on top of me, placing his body between my legs. He got a good look at my shaved pussy before he lowered himself and began sucking on my nipples once again. It felt damn good. He flicked them with his tongue, and then went about sucking on one nipple while rubbing the other one between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it and making it hard and erect. He made soft cooing sounds as he sucked, imitating a child nursing on its mother. He then swapped over, sucking on the previously pinched right nipple, and pinching, twisting and pulling on the left. I moaned and panted, loving this attack on my nipples. Whenever he pulled hard on my nipple I felt my wetness increasing. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. "Ohhhh yesss pet! Oh suck harder son! Suck mommy!" I exclaimed, "That's my good boy. Yes! That's it.....yes oh yes....bite it!" Nicky did as he was told and bit down on my nipple. Pain shot through me and I almost came again. I screamed out and he stopped and looked up at me. I pushed down on his shoulders, wanting him to taste all my pussy juice that his assault made my body produce. My ever-changing moods dropping the mother act temporarily. "Drink up my juices dog. Be a good doggie and lick me boy!" I ordered. Nicky eagerly obeyed and got down into position and firstly breathed in the scent of my sex. My pussy was dripping wet, it glistened with my cum. He began by first kissing my pussy lips, slowly and lovingly, trying to savor this moment that he had been dreaming about for five years. Then Nicky started to lick me, lapping my pussy up and down like a thirsty dog. I moaned in response to his act of cunnilingus. He may not have been with a woman for quite sometime, but he had forgotten none of his techniques. His aunt had taught him well. I made a silent thank you to her as I felt myself fast approaching another climax. Nicky then used his hands to pry open my pussy lips as far as they would go and pushed his tongue right into my hole, darting it in and out fast. His actions were rewarded with a loud squeal from me and a torrent of my cum. I gushed hard. My body arching, my breath coming in short bursts as the orgasmic wave hit me once more. He opened his mouth wide and held it there on my pussy as he drank in my fluid. Then he sucked and licked to make sure he caught as much of it as he could, making slurping sounds and soft humming moans of pleasure as he feasted on me. "Oh my God! Nicky that was so good pet. Come up here and kiss me," I almost pleaded, my voice still showing signs of recovery. He reluctantly stopped his delicious task and moved back up to greet my mouth. He smiled at me, so pleased with himself for making his owner cum again. His face was wet with my cum, he looked so happy, like a little boy let loose in an ice cream shop. He was licking his lips as if to make sure he hadn't missed any, making mmm sounds of delight. We kissed hard and passionately, I even licked his face. I loved to taste my cum on him. "Did I do good Miss?" he asked coyly as we broke from our kiss. I beamed a smile of gratitude at him. "Yes pet. You did well. Good boy," I commended him," and now as a reward for being such a good boy, you get to fuck mommy." He grinned at me. His cock twitched as if it heard me and was getting ready to go to work. Nicky moved down a little and positioned himself so that is hard rod was hovering just above my wet pussy. "How do you want me Miss?" he asked before entering me. "Missionary style pet. For our first time I want to look up at you," I replied with a smile. "Put your cock inside mommy son. Fuck me. Fuck your mommy," I said with incestuous lust. We had always enjoyed role playing mother and son online and it turned me on big time whenever he called me mommy. He responded by shoving his big throbbing cock into me with one hard thrust. Just plunged it deep into me. I gasped in both surprise and pleasure as I felt his manhood fill me up. Nicky moaned in absolute delight as he felt the warmth of my pussy hugging his cock. He just held it deep inside me for a moment, looking down at me, seeing the pleasure on my face. He kissed me lightly, and then began moving in and out of me slowly. Pulling almost all the way out but then stopping just before his cock slipped out as thrusting it back inside me. "Oh mommy!" he exclaimed, "Oh I love fucking you mommy." His words exciting even more as I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusts. We were fucking for real, flesh on flesh. I glanced down to see his hard brown cock moving in and out of my wet pink pussy and it looked so fucking hot. It looked as good as it felt. I knew I would cum again soon. I urged him on. "Harder son! Harder! Fuck mommy hard as you can boy!" I screamed at him. He was already moaning and breathing so hard, but he did as he was told and fucked me harder and faster. Pounding his cock into me over and over. My orgasm was close; I felt the beginning of my climax wave. "Oh Miss! I can't hold it Miss! Please Miss. May I cum?" he begged me. I could see beads of sweat on his face as he tried to control his orgasm. "Yesssssss! Oh fuck yessss!" I moaned loudly as I climaxed. The ecstasy wave flowing through me. My orgasm tripped his and Nicky filled me with his seed. He grunted and cursed as he released his cum inside me. He lay on top of me and I felt him shudder. He was gasping from the excursion. I held him close as we both enjoyed the sensation of his cum in me. Five years of wanting and wishing, hoping and desiring for this moment. "I love you mommy," he said, finally catching his breath and we kissed. "I love you too Nicky," I responded with genuine affection. He smiled then got off of me and lay down next to me. We needed a bit of a break. I only then noticed how thirsty I was. I asked him to get up and pour us both a juice, which he did and then got back on the bed with me. We sat up and quenched our thirsts; both of us seemed to have a permanent smile, a contented happy grin. I would have been quite happy just to rest there for a while and talk, but I guess Nicky had remembered all the times we had role-played and I had told him that it was his job to always clean out my pussy with his tongue after he came in me. So he crawled back down the bed and got between my legs once again and at first he just stared and smiled at the view of seeing his own cum oozing out of my pussy. It pleased him so much to know he had given me so much pleasure. Then he went about his cleaning task, licking and sucking and slurping up his cum from me. Oh fuck did it turn me on. I couldn't help but to groan. His tongue flicked over my clit and it was so sensitive, I gasped. That caused Nicky to look up and smile a wicked grin at me. It felt good but at the same time I wanted a bit of a break, I wanted just to sit and rest and talk for a little while. But before that I wanted even more to see his cum on his tongue. "Show me your tongue pet," I instructed. He leant back down, making sure to get a big glob of his white cream on his tongue. Then he moved up and stuck his tongue out in front of me, showing his owner that what I wanted to see. I reached out and grabbed him, pulling his face closer and kissed him. Sucking on his tongue, tasting his cum, sharing it with him. "Mmm so tasty pet," I said with a wicked grin as I released my hold on him. "You are such a dirty doggie, aren't you pet?" "Yes Miss. I am," he replied, grinning back at me. I motioned for him to come back up and lie next to me, which he did. Nicky lay beside me and put his arm around me, hugging me close. I was semi sitting up. I put my arm around his shoulder and then began to play with his hair lovingly, patting him like a pet. His head was resting on my breast and so he instinctively starting to nurse on me, suckling at my nipple. I was happy just to stay like that for awhile and rest up. There was so much I wanted to do with him and to him. I wasn't going to be able to fit them all in one day but I knew I had four more so there really was no need to rush and do everything all at once. I glanced at my watch. Time had flown by; as time always did when you were doing something you enjoyed. I probably had enough time to shower and have a coffee with my pet before returning to my 'other life'. "I'm going to have to go soon pet," I announced, "but I need a shower first." He let go of his embrace on me and got up off the bed. He looked a little sad to think of me going, but understood the circumstances and knew that I would be back tomorrow. "Of course Miss. May I be of service to you Miss?" he asked, "I could wash you if it pleases you Miss." The idea did please me, it pleased me a lot. I nodded my approval and grinned wickedly at him, both of us knowing full well of my fantasies involving the shower. Over the years we had talked about and role played every one of our deep dark fantasies and one particular fetish I had wanted to try but could never suggest to my husband, was I wanted to try water-sports. I knew just the thought of something so taboo would disgust him, but the idea turned me on and many a time my slave had spoken of his willingness to be subjected to my kinky desires. My Pet Ch. 01 Nicky knew what I wanted when I told him to take off his collar and then sit on the shower floor. I had not turned the shower on yet, as I intended on giving my slave a golden shower first. He obeyed and I stepped in also, straddling my legs over him, looking down at him as he moved into a position that would ensure my urine would wet his face. I was so turned on at what I was about to do but even though I had drank two glasses of wine and a glass of juice, I seemed unable to just pee instantly. "Ask for it slave!" I hissed at him, "Beg for my piss like the dog you are!" Nicky could see how much I was turned on by this and he knew it was his job to service his owner and please me in whatever way I wanted. I could tell by his expression and the moan that escaped from his mouth that he was also very turned on by my speaking to him so harshly. His cock was hard yet again. "Please Miss. Pee on Your dog!" he begged, "Piss on me Miss. Piss all over your slut-dog!" I started to pant. His pleading made my pussy wet again. I felt a surge of pussy juice. Then I relaxed my pussy muscles and released my full bladder. My piss made a hissing sound as it squirted out all over his face. I moaned loudly in pleasure as I watched his face get drenched in my urine. I pushed it out as hard and fast as I could. He had his eyes closed, but his mouth open. It went all over his face and dribbled down his neck onto his chest. I know at least some of it would have gone into his mouth and the thought of that made me feel a little dizzy so I held onto the shower wall for support. Then just when I was thinking how that felt so good, it had almost made me cum again, he clamped his hungry mouth on my pussy and began to lick up the drips of my pee. He licked and sucked furiously and I moaned again, holding on to the shower walls with both hands now. It was all too much, so filthy and kinky, I came hard into his dirty mouth. "Ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhh yessss!" I moaned, "Oh you filthy dirty dog!" My whole body seemed to shake; I came so hard and so good. I almost fell over from the sheer intensity of my orgasm. "Mmmm mommy tastes good," he said wickedly, looking up at me. He had stopped licking and sucking on my pussy, finally deciding that he had cleaned off all my pee. I grinned as I looked down at him, his face so wet. I was so happy with my pet for fulfilling one of my long time fantasies. I wanted to kiss him. I didn't care that he would taste of my urine. But there was something else I wanted first. "Good boy. You are such a good doggie," I praised him. "Get up now pet, stand up," I instructed. He obeyed and stood up, facing me. He waited; wanting to kiss me but not sure if he was allowed because of him tasting of pee. Then I did something he wasn't expecting. I knelt down in front of him and looked up. "Piss on me pet. Pee on your mommy's tits," I instructed, holding up my heavy tits. Nicky moaned in pleasure and his hard cock twitched. He held it down and aimed it at my breasts. It was difficult for him to urinate as his cock was so hard. I let go of my tits and slapped his cock. He jumped and gasped, not expecting that. I slapped it again, harder this time. "I said piss! Do it now dog!" I ordered him. He whimpered in pain. He tried to concentrate and pee on me but my slaps had only turned him on more. I grabbed hold of his balls and squeezed. Shooting pain went through him and he yelped. "Ohhhh fuck!" he screamed and jumped back on reflex, banging into the shower wall. I still held his balls in my hand. I did not release my grip. I pulled him closer by the balls. I could see his eyes were watery from the pain. But it was working, his cock was softening. "Please Miss. Please let go. I can do it now Miss," he pleaded, begging for mercy. I gave him an evil, wicked grin. I may have been below him at this moment but I was still in control. I let go of his balls and held my tits up again, waiting. He was panting. He held his cock in one hand and aimed it at my tits once more. He had an intense look of concentration on his face. Then I felt it, the first drips of warm piss on my tits. He relaxed and released his bladder onto me. It came out in a fast torrent, splashing up and hitting me in the chin and completely soaking my tits. I squealed in delight. It felt fucking fantastic. I loved the nastiness of it, so dirty and kinky. "Yessssssss!" I moaned, feeling my pussy clench in excitement. When his flow stopped, I stood up to face him. "What a dirty boy you are," I teased, "such a naughty slutty boy pissing all over your mommy like that." He grinned at me, his cock already starting to harden again. "Lick me clean now," I ordered, "Use your dirty tongue and lick me dog." "Yes Miss," he said passively and then leant his face down and started to lick his own piss off my tits. We both moaned in pleasure. He licked and sucked my nipples and all over and in between my tits. I loved every minute of it. I loved the power rush of making him do dirty things. I could tell by his soft moans and his hard cock that he loved it too. "Good doggie. You can stop now," I instructed, "You have been such a good dog, that mommy is going to let you fuck her doggie style he-he," I said with a naughty giggle. "Mmm, oh thank you mommy," he said with a cheeky smile. I turned around and bent over. Nicky positioned his throbbing cock against my slit and pushed inside. My pussy was wet with vaginal juice and traces of piss, so he slid in easily. We moaned again in unison. He held my hips and moved his hard brown cock in and out of my wet pink hole, looking down to enjoy the view. We were both moaning and panting. Nicky thrust hard into me, I egged him on asking him to do me harder. He pounded away relentlessly until he pushed me over the edge and I came in a gush, coating his hard cock inside me. I moaned louder as climaxed. "Ohhhh fuck yessss!" I cried out as I released. I moved off his cock and stood up, turning around to face my slave. He was still hard and throbbing, his cock oozing pre-cum. He had not cum with me. I reached up and turned the shower-head so that it was facing him and turned on the water. It came out cold and he jumped and yelped a little. I laughed at him and took the removable shower hose from its hook and aimed the cold water right at his rigid cock. "Down boy!" I laughed at him, "No more for you today slut. You have to wait for tomorrow." "Oh! It's cold Miss," he shrieked, stating the obvious. He was squirming and trying to get away from the cold water attacking his cock and balls, but there really wasn't anywhere to go in such a confined space. I saw his erection was going down from the shock of the cold water. I then changed the temperature to warm and hung the hose back up in its place. I picked up the soap and handed it to Nicky. "Wash me first slave. I have to go soon pet or I'm going to be late," I stated. "Yes Miss. Of course Miss." He lovingly washed my breasts, soaping them up with lots of lather. Then he moved down and washed my stomach and thighs. I opened my legs to allow him to get his hand between and clean me. His strong hands felt good on my body and I could see his erection was back. After he had cleaned my entire front, I turned around and he washed my back. As his hands moved down to my ass, I bent over. His hands were caressing me as he cleaned me. He washed the back of my legs then went back up to my ass and cleaned it thoroughly. Using a soapy finger, he rubbed my tight little hole. Then he pushed his soapy finger inside my hole, moving it in and out, causing me to moan. It didn't see it but that made my slave smile. He adored my big ass and was hoping I would let him fuck it sometime during his visit here. He took his finger out and I stood upright again and rinsed off all the soap. "Oh that feels better pet. I feel good now," I said, "Just make sure I'm all clean. That's my good boy." And I bent over again for him to check. "Yes Miss. You look clean, but let me check for you Miss," he said playfully. I felt him pry open my ass cheeks with both hands. Then I felt his tongue lick me up and down my crack. It felt wonderful. I moaned in primal lust as he pushed the tip of his tongue right into my asshole. He darted his tongue in and out, then licked all around the hole, rimming me. I was starting to pant again, feeling my temperature rise. It felt amazing and I didn't really want to stop, but I knew I was going to be late home if I didn't hurry up and I did not want my husband to suspect anything. So I stood up, moving off his prying tongue. "Mmm that feels so good pet, but I have to go now. You can do that again tomorrow," I said with a grin. "Yes Miss. Thank you Miss," he answered, smiling back at me. I got out of the shower and dried myself, leaving Nicky in there to wash his own body. I put my clothes back on, my skirt was still a little damp but not noticeable unless you felt it. My panties were completely soaked so I didn't even bother about them, making a mental note to myself to bring a spare pair tomorrow. I decided to just leave my bag of sex toys in Nicky's hotel room. Time had gone by so fast, I didn't even get the chance to use my strap-on on him yet, but I still had four more days of pleasure to go and that thought brought a wicked grin to my face. I was dressed and just brushing my hair when Nicky emerged from the bathroom. He had a towel around his waist and I noticed he had remembered to put his collar back on. He had also been considerate and brushed his teeth while he was in there, the mint paste taking away the taste of cum and piss from his well used mouth. He looked a little sad knowing I was about to leave. I didn't want a long goodbye and a glance at my watch reminded me I didn't have the time for one anyway. "Don't fret my sweet pet," I said lovingly as I walked up to him, "I will be back at 9 am tomorrow morning." "Yes. I know Miss, but I shall still miss you until then," he replied with love in his voice too. "You have my permission to go out if you wish pet. You may do what you like except you are not allowed to cum again until I tell you to, when I return tomorrow," I instructed, "Is that understood slave?" "Yes Miss. Understood," he answered. "Excuse Miss but you forgot your bag," Nicky said as I started to walk to the door. "I'm leaving that here pet. I will need it for tomorrow," I said with a cheeky grin. "Oh ok Miss. I will see you tomorrow then. Take care Miss," he said with a touch of curiosity in his voice, as he wondered what could be in the bag. I reached up and took his face in my hands and kissed him lovingly. I noticed his mouth tasted good and was pleased he had been so thoughtful whilst in the bathroom. He kissed me back with passion. I broke the kiss, knowing I had to go. I opened the door and stepped through it. "Bye for now pet. I will be back before you know it," I said reassuringly. "I love you Nicky. Take care," I said, closing the door behind me. "I love you too Miss," he replied, but I didn't hear him as I was rushing down the corridor to the foyer to get back to my car. I was smiling all the way home, thinking about our activities today and looking forward to trying out some of my sex toys on my slave tomorrow. Nicky was smiling to himself too. He had made his owner cum many times. He felt contented that he had pleased me and relieved that after meeting him in person, nothing had changed. He still felt that I wanted him and loved him. The fears and worries that he had thought of on his way to meet me, dissolved. Nicky sat down on his hotel bed. It was almost 5 pm now. He could go out. I had given permission, and he did want to look around, but he suddenly felt quite tired. It had been a long flight, followed by hours of sex, so it wasn't surprising that his body needed to recharge. So he decided he would just eat dinner at the hotel tonight and then watch some television in his room and get an early night. He had an idea he was going to need all his strength tomorrow. My Pet Ch. 02 Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 I cup your chin possessively in my fingers, and pull you to your feet. I slip your leather collar around your neck, and clip on the leash. I see your shoulders shudder at the sound of the leash. I know what that sound does to you, and I never tire of seeing that expression on your face; that expression of lust, submission, and regret all combined together. Many times we have talked about your feelings towards me, the words wrenched from deep inside you. How you crave me, desire me, yet sometimes almost hate me for the things I do to you. For the way I make you feel, the things I make you voice to me. To just allow me to have you is never enough. I want your mind as well as your body, your heart as well as your submission. And you give them to me, however reluctantly at times. And it makes both of us stronger for it, the invisible bonds tighter around us. I stand and tell you to crawl to the bedroom on your hands and knees. Your head drops down, but you do it. I hold your leash in my hand, watching your hips sway as you crawl for me. I adore the way the red briefs cling to your cheeks, and outline your balls as they move under you. I never tire of looking at your body, my pet. "Crawl up on the bed, dear," I instruct you. You comply, and I run my hands over those cheeks, then slide my fingers inside the leg bands. My hand cups your cock and balls. I love the way you groan, the way your back bows up as you try to push them into my hand more. I remove my hand and push gently down on the small of your back. You lay flat on the bed on your stomach, and I unclip the leash. I let it slide down across your back slowly, and tap your balls with it lightly a few times. You gasp, which just makes me smile. "Kneel on the bed, and slide those briefs off," I tell you in a no nonsense voice. You get up on your knees, your fingers lifting them away from your body, then slide them down your hips and thighs. Lifting each knee in turn, you remove them. As you kneel there I gaze at your cock with growing lust, loving how it bobs in front of you, so hard and erect. I sit in a chair next to the bed, and tell you, "Now, my pet, touch yourself for me." Your eyes close, and you take a deep shuddering breath. This is another of our little games that you are still unsure of. The first time I asked you to do it for me, you almost refused. You were so embarrassed, so shy. I insisted, and I still remember that first time, watching your long fingers wrap so familiarly around the long shaft. Your other hand splayed out across your upper thigh, your thumb in your lush pubic hair as you gently stroked it as I watched. It was one of the most erotic moments in our relationship. Now I watched you do it again, seeing those hands I love so much caressing all along your length. "Look at me, pet," I said quietly. Your eyes opened to gaze into mine. The incredible lust I see shimmering in your dark eyes takes my breath away. I lick my lips slowly, my soft pink tongue a magnet for your eyes. I see you take a raspy breath, your chest rising slowly. "Please, Mistress," you whimper. "Please, what, my Pet,". I ask you. "Let me pleasure you, let me please you, Mistress, use my body as you wish," you groan. I sigh. We have had this conversation so many times, yet you refuse to see it. "Lay down on your back," I order sharply. You wince, almost physically withdrawing from me, but you lay down. I quickly take your wrists and bind them to the headboard with silk scarves, then your feet. This leaves you all spread out on the bed, vulnerable, exposed to me. I can see you trembling slightly. I trail a long fingernail from your ankle to your armpit, bypassing your crotch for now. I see goosebumps raise across your skin, and see your muscles bunch and flex as you pull on the bindings. I run my hand across your hard little nipples, first one, then the other. They pucker in response, and I slap them, four sharp cracks in a row, two to each nipple. You cry out and your body flinches inward. I move lower, wrapping my fingers around your throbbing erection, and stroke you gently. "Does this give you pleasure, my pet?" I ask you. Almost with a sob you say, "Yessssssssss, Mistress," the word hissing from between your clenched teeth. "Then perhaps there is more here than just my pleasure, my wishes, pet" I say quietly. You slump on the bed, your eyes closed, your cheeks flushed. A moment of silence follows, and then the sweet words I long for. "I need you, too, Mistress." My lust and my heart swell at this confession. It has been so very difficult to make you understand that it is not just my pleasure, nor yours, but ours. You constantly want to offer me the use of your body, to bring me to orgasm again and again, never understanding that your pleasure means as much to me as mine does to you. To have you admit that you need me as well fills my soul. I move up to your head and kiss your eyelids and cheeks, kissing a single tear away. I frame your face with my hands and kiss you with a fierce passion, claiming you as my own. It's kiss of sexual intent, full of lust tempered with love. You respond with an open mouth and a hungry tongue. Breaking the kiss, I step back from the bed. I reach for the multi stranded whip, the one with the molded handle shaped like a small cock. Trailing the strands across your chest, I then let them tantalize your cock, running them slowly back and forth across you. Your hips lunge up towards the air, seeking the whip. I bring the whip back and lightly slap the strands across your inner thighs. Again, harder this time, then yet again. I can see red streaks appearing on your skin. The site of them is like an aphrodisiac. I can feel the lust building in my blood, as I know it is in yours. We both make that incomprehensible connection between pleasure and pain, our bodies becoming aroused at the sensation of mild pain. A mild slap, or a spank on a bare bottom, teeth clamping down hard on a nipple or hard clit, all can send us both over the edge into orgasm. I can see the veins in your cock almost throbbing in your lust. I whip your body a few more times as you thrash and groan under the whip. I lean down and bite your nipple, my teeth sinking into your flesh. A guttural groan seems almost ripped from you as I do it. You make me feel like a hot, lusty, female animal, claiming her mate. To see your body bound to the bed, your erection thick and full, a sexual flush spreading over your skin, makes me ache for you. I feel a deep emptiness inside me, a fierce wanting for you to fill me. I take some KY and lube the end of the whip handle, then move my fingers between your cheeks. You moan as they pass over your tight puckered asshole. "Oh, God, Mistress," you moan. I see your legs trying to spread wider apart for me. I release your feet from the scarves, and you put your big feet flat on the bed, as you tilt your hips up. This blatant offering arouses me even more, and I start to slide the whip handle across your asshole. You take a deep breath, and I can see you trying to relax your body. I soothingly stroke my hand across your inner thigh, "That's it, pet, let me in," I croon. I start to push the handle into you, slowly, and the sound you make and the expression on your face is almost enough to make me orgasm. I shudder as it slips into you all the way, your muscular asshole clinging to it. I hold it deep inside you for a moment, letting you adjust to it invading you, then slowly start to move it in and out. Your arms pull at the bonds, the muscles in your arms and shoulders flexing as you do. No one had ever done this to you before, and I cherish that you let me do it. The pleasure I know you feel makes me shiver all over. I fuck you gently, methodically, your hips moving against me. Soon, it is too much for me. My sopping pussy is throbbing, aching for you, and I slide the handle all the way inside you and straddle your hips. Guiding your hard cock into me, I sink down onto you. Our mutual groans are like a symphony of lust and abandonment. Your hips thrust up so hard you almost lift me off the bed. I can feel you at my cervix, the swollen head nudging me again and again. The sensation is incredible. I push down hard against you, our pubic hair meshing together as I take you deeper. Our eyes are locked together, and the messages exchanged are endless. The need, the passion, the giving and taking, the love bouncing back and forth between us. My hands drop down to spread my swollen lips apart, exposing my hard clit. I start stroking it with one hand, holding them open with the other. It wobbles and slithers around under my fingers, and I rub frantically, almost roughly. I quickly come to a breath stealing powerful orgasm. "Cum NOW pet," I scream. With a roar your hips thrust up, and your head rears back and I feel you shooting into me. Your arms are rigid as you strain at the scarves holding you down. Time after time you lunge upwards as you continue to pump hot creamy cum into me. I quiver and shake from my own release as I ride out yours. Finally you stop and collapse on the bed. I gently slide the whip handle out of you. I watch you laying there in the aftermath of your intense orgasm, your body trembling slightly. I soothingly run my hands over your chest and belly. "Thank you, my Mistress," you murmur. I just smile, and release your wrists from the scarves. You surge up and wrap your arms around my waist, holding me tight. I enfold you in my arms as well, kissing the top of your head, "Shhhhhhhh," I whisper. We lay down together on the big bed, snuggling close. I kiss your chest, and after long moments I ask you to run us a nice bubble bath.................... TO be continued My Pet Ch. 02 I woke up Tuesday morning, rubbed my eyes, and then looked at the clock. Time to get up, big day ahead. I smiled to myself as I remembered yesterday's activities. It still didn't seem real, but as I glanced over to my dresser and saw the jewelry that Nicky had given me, I knew it had not been a dream. I got up and woke my kids up and we all went about our normal week day morning routine. Again I wore my usual office work clothes, which concealed my dark purple lacey bra and matching g-string. I made a point of putting in a spare pair of panties in my handbag this time. I also made sure I put back on my new jewelry, a gift from my pet. I dropped my kids off to school as per usual and then made my way to Nicky's hotel room. I had my own key, so I didn't even bother to knock once I got there. I just walked in. Nicky wasn't there. At first I was a little bewildered as to where he might be, and then I started to get worried. I sat down on his bed and waited. After ten minutes I was actually beginning to get annoyed. After all, he knew I would be here by 9 am and he knew that we only had these few precious days before he would have to go back home. Irritated, I picked up my phone and rang his mobile number. I jumped a little when I heard the ringing; the sound was coming from his suitcase on the floor. Damn! How stupid and annoying, leaving his mobile phone in his hotel room when he was alone in a strange country. Now I was angry, I was swearing to myself and thinking about how much trouble he was going to be in when he did finally turn up. I was also thinking that I might have to go looking for him, having no clue where to start or even what direction he may have gone in. I was worried, but for some reason, I was more angry at him than anything else. I was just about to leave and start my futile search for Nicky, when he walked through the door. He looked flustered. "I'm so very sorry Miss," he said with sincerity. "Where the fuck have you been!" I screamed at him, totally furious for being kept waiting for so long. I walked up to him and was about to slap him when I noticed he was holding something in a bag. He looked frightened by my tone and instinctively dropped to his knees in front of me, looking up at me with pleading eyes. "I'm so so sorry Miss. I got lost Miss. I just went out to get you something. Please forgive me Miss," he said, almost crying. "I should slap you for keeping me waiting for so long pet," I said, still annoyed but my anger lessening knowing the reason for his lateness. "Yes Miss. I deserve it Miss. You should punish me Miss," he said, sounding like he actually wanted me to hit him. I felt a strong urge to hit him, partly because I was still a bit annoyed at him but mostly because the idea of slapping him excited me. I struck his left cheek with my right hand as he looked up at me; his eyes were wide and seemed to almost beg me to strike him. The action caused my hand to sting a little from the impact and Nicky gasped. I knew it wouldn't have really hurt as I am not that strong. I think it was more from excitement than pain that caused Nicky to gasp. I only slapped his face once. I really just wanted to know what it felt like to slap a man like that, to hit a male without any fear of him hitting back. It felt fucking fantastic! The power rush it gave me surged through my body and seemed to end up at my nipples because they went hard instantly and began to tingle. I glanced down at Nicky's crutch and saw that my nipples weren't the only thing my slap had caused to harden. "Oh!" he gasped, "Thank you Miss." I wasn't sure if he was thanking me for slapping him or thanking me for exciting him, but it made me smile. "Ok pet. I guess you had better show me what you have in your bag then. Show me what it is that made you keep your owner waiting," I said, my voice no longer showing anger. "Oh yes Miss. Of course Miss," he said putting his hand in the bag and pulling out a bouquet of fresh flowers, "I wanted to get you these Miss." He held up them up to me with a smile. "Oh Nicky! They are so lovely," I said smiling back at him and taking them from his hand. I inhaled their perfume and then walked over and placed them on the desk. I felt a twinge of guilt that I had slapped him when he was only late due to doing something nice for me, but then I reminded myself that it was obvious that he enjoyed the slap just as much as I enjoyed issuing it. I walked back over to him; he was still kneeling in the same position. I just now noticed that he was in fact wearing the dog collar I gave him and it pleased me greatly to know he had been out in public in it. He would have had to walk into a store and buy the flowers and I'm sure the person serving at the counter would have noticed it. It's not exactly a common thing in New Zealand to see someone walking around wearing a dog collar. "Take off your clothes pet," I commanded, "You are not to wear anything but your collar when we are here in your room." "Yes Miss." Nicky stood up and took off his clothes, even before he took off his boxers I could see he was in a state of arousal. He placed his clothes in a neat pile on a chair next to the bed, and then walked back over to me and stood still, awaiting inspection. I enjoyed watching him walk towards me with his cock erect. It was exciting for me to look at his naked form and know that I owned that body. I encircled him. I would never tire of this daily inspection. I ran my hand over his brown skin as I walked around him. He shivered slightly at my touch. "Mmmm all mine," I said with lust as I touched his body. "Yes Miss," he said quietly. "Did you look in my bag pet?" I asked, as I continued my exploration of his body with my hand. "No Miss," he replied in almost a whisper, his eyes looking down at the floor. "Don't lie to me!" I scolded him, "I will know if you are lying and you will be in much more trouble if you ever lie to me." I lifted his face up by his chin with my left hand so that I could look into his eyes. "I'm sorry Miss," he whined his apology like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, "I just couldn't help it Miss. I just had to see what was in there." His guilty expression confirming my suspicion. "You are lucky that you admitted the truth to me slave," I informed him, "You are still going to get punished, but because you were honest with me, I will allow you to cum today." "Yes Miss. Thank you Miss," he said submissively. "So pet, what did you think of all my toys you found in my bag hmm?" I asked teasingly. "Very interesting Miss," he said with a sheepish grin. "Yes I thought so too pet," I said, walking over to my bag and picking it up off the floor. I placed my bag on the bed and opened it. Nicky was watching my every move, but kept standing in the same place. I took out the cock ring and brought it with me as I walked back to Nicky. "This is going to be difficult to put on while you are in that state, isn't it pet?" I asked rhetorically. "Yes Miss. I don't think it will fit when I'm hard like this Miss," he said, stating the obvious. "Well then I guess we have two choices pet. I could make you masturbate and cum so that you will go soft. Or I could slap your cock a few times until you go down," I said wickedly. That suggestion made his hard cock twitch. It seemed to like being talked about. "So what will it be pet?" As he was considering the choices, I went back to my bag of tricks and brought out a wooden ruler. Walking back to Nicky, I was smacking my own hand with the ruler lightly but enough to make a slapping sound. I looked at him, his eyes showing excitement with a hint of fear. "Well?" I pushed for an answer. "Whatever pleases you Miss," he answered meekly. "Kneel slave," I commanded and he obeyed. I went back to my bag and took out some handcuffs. I moved behind him and cuffed his wrists together. We both knew it wasn't possible for him to masturbate without the use of his hands. I felt Nicky's body stiffen as the realization of my intentions registered. I moved back around in front of him, slapping my own hand with the ruler again. He was nervous and looking at the floor. But his cock was giving away all his thoughts, as it was even harder than it had been before and was now freely leaking pre-cum. Using the ruler, I lifted up his chin so that he was looking up at me. "Do you realize how much all of these toys cost me, slave?" I asked but not really expecting an answer. "No Miss," he replied passively. "A lot of money. Such an expensive whore you are. You had better make sure I get my moneys worth slut!" I exclaimed as I hit his cock twitching cock with the ruler, making him gasp and jump. I grinned, I felt so wicked to be abusing him like this and yet it excited me so much. I could feel myself getting wet. I hit his cock again, making him whimper this time. I love this feeling of total control, being able to do what I like to my slave is such a rush. I hit his cock a third time, harder this time. He cried out in pain. "Please Miss. No more Miss," he begged me. I looked down at his abused cock, it was still hard. Not as hard as it was before but still not soft enough to get a cock ring on it. There were reddish marks on the skin of his cock from the ruler. It turned me on even more to see the evidence. Nicky was panting, struggling to come to terms with his own internal battle. My abuse was turning him on and yet the pain was hard to bear. He was trying to will himself to go soft. I could see the intense concentration on his face. I slapped his cock again with the ruler, this time three short sharp smacks. It must have hurt like hell. He screamed and instinctively tried to move away from me. His eyes full of water, tears running down his face. Again I felt a twinge of guilt, but the wetness between my legs told me to ignore it. And it had worked. I looked at his sore cock and it had softened. I took the cock ring and pushed it onto his mistreated cock. He cried out again in pain as I forced it all the way up to the base, pulling on the end of his penis as I pushed up the cock ring as far as it would go. His tears ran freely down his face as he had no hands free to be able to wipe them away. Nicky was panting, trying to recover from that ordeal. "Good boy," I praised him now for his ability to take my abuse, "Such a good doggie you are pet. You will be rewarded now." and with that I got down on my hands and knees in front of him and took his tender cock in my hand and gently began to lick and suck his wounds. He moaned as he felt my warm mouth enclose around his soft cock. I licked and sucked slowly and lovingly. I kissed where I saw the marks the ruler had made. I kissed the tip of his cock too and flicked my tongue all around, feeling his penis grow hard once again inside my mouth. I stopped and stood up again, looking back down at him, smiling. Mentally ticking off another thing from my list of 'things I want to do to my slave' that I had in my mind. "Thank you Miss," said Nicky now that he had recovered. Although his cock was still tender he did not complain about it. The oral work I had performed reminded me that I was thirsty. I went to my bag and took out the dog leash I had brought from the pet store when I had purchased the collar that my slave was now wearing with pride and proof of ownership. I attached the leash to Nicky's collar and then un-cuffed him. Once his hands were free, he leaned forward so that he was in the crawling position. Nicky knew full well how much I desired to have my pet on a leash and have him crawl around on all fours like a dog. It excited us both. I walked over to the small fridge to find a drink. "Come on doggie. Time for walkies," I spoke to him in a condescending voice, treating him like he was really a dog. Nicky followed me, crawling fast to keep up. I purposely took my time and even though the room wasn't that big, I made a point of walking all around it so that I could watch him scramble to keep up. I poured us both an orange juice, and then with the leash around my wrist I carried both glasses over to the table and placed them on it. I then sat down at the table with Nicky sitting at my feet like an obedient dog. He looked up at me wondering if he should get up and sit at the table with me, but I handed him his glass of juice, answering his unspoken question with my action. Nicky stayed at my feet drinking as I looked down at him while I quenched my thirst. I still held the leash in one hand. I emptied my glass and placed it back on the table. I glanced at my watch. It was 11.30 am already. I had thought of taking Nicky out somewhere for lunch, but time just went by so fast when we were together. I decided I would just order room service and stay here today. I stood up and wrapped the leash around the back of the chair like you would do if you had a dog on a leash and didn't want it to wander off. "Stay!" I ordered, smirking at Nicky. I loved talking to him like a dog. I walked over to the bed, sat on it and picked up the phone. I rang room service and ordered a plate of sandwiches, fresh fruit and coffee to be delivered in one hour. I glanced over at my pet, he must be wondering what my next move was. He knew what I had in my bag of tricks. I thought to myself, yes an hour should be time enough. I went back to Nicky, who was waiting patiently for my next move. I untangled the leash and lead him to the bed. "Get up on the bed dog," I commanded. Nicky obeyed and got up onto the bed, remaining on all fours. I attached the leash to the headboard. I then picked up the handcuffs from the floor where I had discarded them earlier. "Now pet, I want you to stay on your knees near the edge of the bed but as well I want you to lean down so that your face is on the bed, to the side, and I want you to put your hands behind your back again," I instructed. Nicky looked a little confused at my instructions. "Come on dog! Face down, ass up!" I ordered, giving him a slap on his ass cheek for good measure. "Yes Miss!" he exclaimed and got into position. I handcuffed his hands behind his back once more. He looked so venerable like that, his body resting on his shoulders, his face to one side so that he could breathe, and his ass pointing straight up at me. It almost seemed to beg me to touch it. I could see he was clenching his ass in anticipation of what was to come. I rubbed my hands over both cheeks, caressing them. Then I squeezed them both simultaneously. "All mine," I declared. Nicky moaned and I could see his hard cock twitch from between his legs. I went back into my bag and got out the butt plug that I had brought from the sex shop. I picked up the tube of lube too and for a moment pondered if I should use it or not. A glance up at the flowers on the desk helped me to decide. After all, I knew it had been awhile since Nicky had anal sex and his ass would be tight like a virgins again by now. I placed the butt plug and lube right next to his face on the bed. He gasped and his eyes grew wide when he saw it, knowing what I had in mind I stood behind him and slapped his ass with my hand. "Spread those legs slut!" I demanded. He obeyed and was starting to breathe a little faster in apprehension of what I was going to do to him. I think he expected me to just shove the butt plug into him hard and roughly and perhaps part of him wanted that. I know part of me wanted to hurt him for no reason other than I can. But also a big part of me loved him and I needed to control myself as well as him. I wanted to show my pet love as well as pain. I pried open his ass cheeks as far as I could with both my hands, exposing his little puckered hole to me. Then I leaned in and licked from the back of his ball sack all the way up the crack of his ass, past his hole and right up to his lower back. One long, slow lick. "Ohhhh Miss," he moaned in pleasure. I licked him again, up and down his crack this time. I did this a few times, causing my pet to moan in delight. I pulled back, still holding his cheeks apart as wide as I could, then I spat on him at the top of his ass crack. A big glob of my saliva and I watched it as it slowly trickled down his crack to his puckered hole. Nicky groaned. I'm not sure if it was the sensation of feeling my saliva dribble down his ass or just the fact that I spat on him, but it sure as hell excited him. Damn it looked good too. I just watched for a moment. I could feel that power rush coming over me again. My crutch was getting wetter by the minute. I leant back in and this time I rimmed him. I ran my tongue all over and around his little hole, and then I pushed the tip of my tongue into it. Pushed my tongue right inside his asshole, darting it in and out. I was fucking his ass with my tongue and it was driving him wild. He was panting and moaning and mumbling things I couldn't even make out. I'm sure his cock must have been hurting, straining against the cock ring, wanting release. Then I stopped and pulled back, letting go of his ass cheeks and giving his right one a smack. "Like that did you pet?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Oh.... Yes.... Miss. Thank you.... Miss," he replied, still panting between his words. Before he could forget the pleasure I had just bestowed on him, I picked up the tube of lube and poured a liberal amount on his asshole. I pushed my finger into his hole to push some of the lube inside it, moving my finger in and out. His moans of delight made it perfectly obvious that he loved it. I could feel his anus contracting around my finger. His sigh of disappointment when I removed my finger made me grin. My slut wanted more. I poured more lube onto the tip of the butt plug and shoved it into him. He screamed in pain as I forced it into him. I slapped his ass hard with my left hand, still pushing the butt plug into him with my right. "Stop that screaming slut or I'm going to have to gag you!" I growled at him, "You will have the management up here if you make too much noise." "Yes Miss. Sorry Miss," he answered, whimpering a little. It was hard going getting this damn plug in all the way. It was bigger than I thought. I began to twist it into him like a screw, turning and pushing. That worked and soon it was all the way in, stretching my whore's hole. I stood back a little and admired my handiwork, grinning to myself. Nicky was panting quietly, trying to adjust to this invasion in his ass. I went to my handbag and took out my digital camera. I took pictures of him with his ass in the air. A close-up of the butt plug filling up his hole and a side view so that I could get his whole body and face in the shot. "You look like a complete slut like that," I announced to him. "I feel like a slut Miss. I'm your slut Miss," he admitted. "Lunch will be here in a few minutes pet," I said as I un-cuffed him and unattached the leash from the headboard, "Stand up now." It can't have been comfortable getting up off the bed and standing up with that plug in him, but he obeyed. When he stood in front of me again, I could see his cock was still hard and twitching. The tip glistened with his pre-cum. "Put a towel over your lap and sit at the table," I instructed, "You don't want to frighten the staff when they bring us lunch, now do you pet?" I said with a giggle. "Yes Miss. No of course not Miss," he said with a cheeky grin and sat at the table and placed a towel over his naked hard cock. I saw him wince from the obvious discomfort as he sat down with that plug deep inside him. But my slave did not complain, he just adjusted himself into the position on the chair that caused the least amount of pain. My Pet Ch. 02 Just then there was a knock at the door. "Room service," announced the woman on the other side of the door. I opened it and took the tray from her. I was still fully dressed so I had no hesitation in opening it, but Nicky looked a little nervous, hoping the woman wouldn't notice him and the leash that was dangling down his chest from the collar. She smiled at me and I smiled back, and then I thanked her and locked the door again behind her. I walked back over and placed the tray on the table. Without even having to remind him, as soon as I locked the door, Nicky removed the towel from his lap. He knew I liked to eat with him when he's naked. I sat down with him and we enjoyed our refreshments. We did not speak of sexual things as we ate. I felt quite calm, just chatting and eating lunch with Nicky. I liked that I was fully dressed and he was totally naked apart from the dog collar and leash. It gave me a sense of superiority. I knew it would not be comfortable sitting on a chair with a butt plug up him, but he did not complain, he seemed to relish in the humiliation of being treated as my inferior. It almost seemed a normal thing for him to be sitting at a table eating whilst naked with a leash dangling down his front. "Did you go out last night after I left pet?" I inquired. "No Miss. I was too tired and thought it best to get an early night Miss," he replied. "Oh ok. Did you sleep well pet?" I asked. "Yes Miss. Thank you for asking Miss. I hope you did too Miss," he answered. "Yes I did pet. I also went to bed quite early. I actually thought about taking you out today for lunch, but the time went by so fast. Maybe tomorrow." I replied. "Would you like to go out for lunch somewhere tomorrow pet?" I offered. "Oh yes please Miss. That would be wonderful," he answered with a smile, "Thank you Miss." I smiled back at him. We had both finished eating and were just sipping at our coffees. Time went by too fast. I only had three more hours before I would have to go back home again and there was so much more I wanted to do to my slave before then. I hadn't even made him make me cum yet. That was about to change. I also needed to relieve my bladder. I wanted to use my slave's mouth to achieve both of these needs. It was going to be messy, so the bathroom seemed a good place to go. I got up and picked up the end of the leash that dangled down the middle of Nicky's chest. As I reached down and took hold of the leash I couldn't resist giving his cock a slap. Making him jump as it was unexpected, forgetting momentarily the butt plug, which caused him to winch in pain when he landed back down in the chair. He let out a small yelp which made me grin and snicker at him. Nicky smiled sheepishly at me. He knew rest time was over. Nicky got on all fours and followed me as I lead him away from the table by his leash to the end of the bed. "Heel doggie," I said, indicating that he should sit at my feet. Nicky obeyed and sat at my feet looking up at me for my next instruction. "Take off my skirt slave," I ordered. Nicky reached up and gently pulled down my skirt and I stepped out of it. He smiled when he saw my dark purple g-string. He laid my skirt nicely across the bed and sat back down waiting to see what I wanted next. "Open your mouth dog," I commanded and he obeyed. Nicky sat at my feet looking up at me with his mouth wide open. I put the handgrip of the leash in his mouth. Then I took off my blouse and placed it on the bed on top of my skirt. "Stay!" I ordered my pet. Then I walked off to the bathroom and stood at the bathroom door and turned to look at Nicky who was watching my every move. He looked so much like a dog holding his leash in his mouth wanting his owner to take him for a walk. "Come here dog!" I called to him, "Here doggie doggie, come here boy!" Nicky crawled over to me on all fours as fast as he could. It looked quite humorous and I had to giggle. I moved over to the toilet and put the lid down. I then lifted up one leg and rested my foot on the toilet seat lid, opening my legs wide as I could. "Come here boy," I ordered and he crawled over to me and sat at my feet like a good dog. "Open that potty mouth and suck on this!" I demanded, pointing to my pussy. My panties were already a bit wet. He let go of his leash in his mouth and hungrily began to suck on my crutch. He was sucking my panties right into his mouth as he tried to get his tongue underneath the fabric. I grabbed him by his hair and held him there tight. Then I just released, I relaxed and just let my piss flow into his waiting mouth. He was making slurping sounds as he tried to swallow as much as he could. But some of it was leaking out and dribbling down his chin and down my legs. My panties were completely soaked with my pee and I was close to cumming. It turned me on so much to use his mouth and body as my personal toilet and I loved calling him nasty names while I did nasty things to him. "Suck up all my piss you dirty fucking dog!" I hissed at him, "That's it slut-dog use your potty mouth and lick my legs clean," I demanded. Nicky lapped up the drips of piss that had run down my legs once I released my grip on his hair. It felt so good to feel his tongue on my skin and it turned me on so much looking down at him and seeing his face wet with my urine. I grabbed him by the hair again to make him stop. "Enough dog!" I commanded, "Now pull down my wet panties and get to work making me cum. That is your job isn't it slut?" "Yes Miss!" Nicky obeyed and pulled down my soaking wet panties and I stepped out of them. I then grabbed him by the hair again and pulled his face back into my wet pissy cunt. I didn't have to tell him again. He just went straight back to licking and sucking. Prodding my cunt with his tongue, pushing it in as deep as he could. I felt him dart his tongue in and out, fucking me with it. He scrapped his teeth lightly across my clit, causing me to moan loudly. Then he put his mouth over my clit and hummed. Damn that felt good. I started to hump my hips into him, feeling my release was close. He worked hard, licking and sucking and prying with his tongue. I was panting. I pulled on his hair and grinded my cunt into his mouth, making it hard for him to breathe but he kept going. He knew what his job was, he knew his purpose. Finally it hit me. That wonderful wave of pleasure flowing through my body and I gushed my cum into my slaves expectant mouth. "Ohhhh fuck yessssss!" I moaned, still holding onto his hair, but for support this time. It felt fantastic and made me a little giddy, so I removed my leg from the toilet seat and put it back down on the floor to steady myself. I let go of my grip on Nicky's hair and then patted him on the head. "Good boy," I said praising him for his efforts. "Thank you Miss. You taste delicious Miss," he responded. I loved seeing his face smiling up at me, so wet with my piss and cum. He reeked of me and I loved it. Was like some primal form of marking my territory. I had marked my property with my scent. I felt like the time was right to try out my most expensive sex toy. I lent down and picked up my soaking wet panties off the floor. "Open your mouth dog," I ordered. Nicky obeyed and I shoved my wet pissed in panties into his mouth. That will keep him quiet I thought. "Stay!" I commanded and I walked off back into the bedroom. I left Nicky there kneeling in a puddle of my urine and sucking on my pee soaked g-string. It took me a few moments to work out the harness, but I got it attached and the dildo felt good as part of it went inside my pussy as well as having a big plastic pink cock on the outside. I took off my bra so that all I was wearing with the strap-on dildo and harness. I took out a plastic sheet I had packed in my bag. I didn't really want to have to explain to the hotel management if the bed got wet. I stripped the bedding off the bed and lay the plastic sheet down and then walked back to the bathroom and stood in the doorway. Nicky's eyes grew wide when he saw my big plastic pink cock sticking out of me, he knew my intentions. "Come here dog," I instructed and he crawled over to me, "Spit out my panties on the floor now slut." Nicky obeyed and sat staring up at the big dildo protruding from my body. He was obviously trying to work out how much bigger it was than the butt plug I had implanted in him to stretch his hole. "Suck on my cock slut," I ordered, "Show me how a whore gives head." Nicky grinned up at me; he loved it so much when I called him nasty names. "Yes Miss." Nicky began to kiss and lick my plastic cock. He licked it up and down a few times and then he took it into his mouth. He started to suck on it and as he put pressure on it with his mouth, I could feel it being pushed a little inside me. It felt good, but more than that, it looked so hot. It was really turning me on watching Nicky sucking on my substitute cock. He began to make soft sounds of pleasure as he sucked. It made me wish I had a bisexual male friend to share my slave with, as I would love to force Nicky to give a real cock a blow job and watch him swallow some other mans cum. I patted his head to show my approval of his actions. "Good doggie," I praised my pet. Then I reached down and held his face in my hands and slowly I began to move my hips so that the plastic dildo moved in and out of his mouth. He stopped sucking and did his best to adjust to me fucking his mouth. He was breathing in short sharp breaths, trying not to gag on the intrusion in his mouth. I just loved this feeling of dominance over him, forcing him to take my artificial cock. It made me feel like I was raping his mouth. I felt the power rush again. I moved my hips into him a bit harder and a bit faster and he gagged on it. He made this choking sound and instinctively pulled away. I grinned down at him. I understood now why so many men love to make women gag on their cocks, it looked good and it sounded good. I could have made him do it again but I had other plans and I didn't have all night. "Sorry Miss," he apologized for stopping without permission. "That's ok pet," I replied, "It's time to move into the bedroom anyway. But before we do, get into the shower. Stand up and bend over." Nicky obeyed. He was facing the shower wall with his ass pointing towards me. I picked up the shower hose off its cradle and turned on the water, changing the pressure so that the water came out in a fast narrow torrent. I grabbed hold of the butt plug wedged into Nicky's asshole and I pulled it out and let it fall to the floor of the shower. Then I aimed the water and cleaned his hole. It was cold and he let out a yelp. His asshole was now open and ready for fucking. I didn't really know about how to administer an enema nor did I have any equipment here for that, but I figured a good clean out with the shower head on high pressure would do the job. I didn't want my new dildo getting dirty and I'm sure Nicky will be grateful for this clean out later when I make him suck on my plastic cock again. I told him to turn around and I aimed the cold water at his cock too. He didn't enjoy it, but I wanted his cock to soften so I could take off the cock ring. It worked and I removed that as well. He whimpered like a hurt puppy when I took it off but didn't say anything. I then moved the control and the water had warmed up and I continued to wash him down like a dog. I rinsed him down then turned off the water. I passed him a towel and he stepped out of the shower and quickly dried himself off. "Come on now dog," I said as I picked up his leash and lead him to the bed. Nicky glanced at the plastic sheet but said nothing. "I want you to lie on your back dog," I instructed, "I'm going to fuck you like a woman, like my bitch." "Yes Miss," he responded and got on the bed on his back, "I am Your bitch Miss." He lay there with his legs open wide. I considered just shoving my plastic cock into him without any lube, but as this was my first time fucking a man with a strap-on dildo I wanted to make it easier for myself. I got the tube of lube and coated my dildo in it. I could see his cock had gotten hard again, it was throbbing and he was panting with anticipation. "Lift up your balls and hold them out of the way dog," I ordered as I positioned myself between my slut's legs. He obeyed and when he lifted up his heavy cum filled balls up, I could see his asshole was now so much bigger. The butt plug and done its job well. From my position it didn't look like an asshole anymore, this gaping hole was now a man-cunt and I was going to fuck my bitch's man-cunt hard. I pushed my big pink plastic cock into him. I didn't just push in a little way and stop. As soon as I got the tip in, I just pushed right in. I was amazed how far it went in. He screamed, "Ohhhhh fuck!" His eyes filled with water from the pain and he began to pant hard and loud. I just grinned down at him and held my position inside him. Damn it felt so good to be above him and looking at his facial expressions. Part fear, part pain, part excitement. I moved my hips so that my cock withdrew almost all the way, then I slammed it back in again. "Take that slut!" I hissed at him, "You're my whore, my bitch and I'm going to fuck you hard!" The force when I slammed back into him felt so good as the other end of the dildo was embedded in my pussy. It was twice the pleasure for me. I moved in and out of him again, I was getting the hang of this and I liked it. Nicky liked it too. I'm sure he was now grateful that I'd left the butt plug in him for so long. He was moaning in pleasure as I fucked him. His hard cock was oozing pre-cum, it was throbbing wanting to explode but he knew he wasn't allowed to yet. I started to gain momentum; in and out of my slut's hole I pounded my big pink plastic cock. My big tits were hanging down, swinging with each thrust into my whore. Nicky was staring at my breasts as they dangled just above his face. Even under the strain of trying not to cum, he was a clever dog. Nicky knew just what buttons to push and when to push them. He knew me well. "Can I suck on your beautiful breasts please mummy?" he asked, putting on his 'little boy' voice. "Ohhh fuck yes!" I moaned. It turned me on so much when he spoke like that to me. I felt my pussy juices flow. Nicky smiled and reached up with his left hand, as his right hand was holding his balls out of my way, and he grabbed hold of my right breast. He lifted his head up slightly and took my nipple into his mouth and started to suck on it hard. I moaned again. It felt so good to be fucking him like this while he sucked on me. Nicky then let go and grabbed my left breast and sucked on the other nipple. He sucked me hard; he knew I liked it so that it hurt just a little. I could feel his teeth on me. It was making me moan. I just kept fucking him at a steady pace. I wanted to cum. I was close. I lifted up slightly so that my tit came away from his mouth. "You're such a dirty boy, aren't' you?" I said lustfully, "Naughty little boy that wants his mummy to fuck him, aren't you?" "Ohhhh yes mummy!" he moaned, "Please fuck me mummy. Fuck your son harder!" That was the right button. I gasped with delight and with all my energy; I pounded my pink plastic cock into his man-cunt as hard as I could. Then it hit me. It was a pleasure tidal wave. It washed over me and through me. I held my breath and froze for a moment while I climaxed. I clenched my fists, grabbing the sheet of plastic beneath him. I screamed out as my orgasm shook me. Then I just collapsed on top of him. It was then that I noticed he must have came too, as I felt his sticky cum squishing between our bodies. I had been so engrossed in my own orgasm that I didn't even register that his gasp and low grunt was caused by his loss of control. I must have hit his prostrate with those last few hard thrusts. "I'm so sorry Miss," he apologized, "I just couldn't help it Miss." I answered his apology with a kiss. I lifted myself off him a fraction and kissed his mouth hard. My kiss said I wasn't angry with my slave. He kissed me back with passion. "Good boy," I said when I broke the kiss and pulled back from his hungry mouth. Nicky smiled at me. He knew I had cum good and it made him happy to make me feel good. I smiled back, I definitely felt good. I moved off of him, withdrawing the artificial cock from his body. I knelt between his legs and looked down at the sticky mess on both of our bodies. "Did you cum good pet," I asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. "Oh yes Miss," he said grinning at me, "That was fantastic Miss. Thank you Miss." I smiled back at my slave. Then I lay beside him on the bed. "Yes, it was fantastic pet. I loved it too," I responded. "I hope you are not angry at me Miss, for cumming without permission," he said, cautiously. "No, I am not angry at you pet. I am pleased with you and I did tell you this morning that I was going to allow you to cum," I said, reassuringly. "Thank you Miss," Nicky said smiling at me, contented. "Now be a good pet and come here and lick your cum off me," I instructed, "And you had better say thanks to this," I said cheekily, pointing at the dildo still attached to me. Nicky grinned at me and sat up and started to lap up his sticky cum off my body. It tickled and I giggled. Then he kissed the tip of my plastic cock as it stuck up in the air. "Thank you," he said to it in a whisper, and then he opened his mouth and engulfed the pink rod of plastic that had given us both so much pleasure and sucked on it. I knew it would taste bitter but knowing he did that to please me, made me feel so much in control. I absolutely loved owning this man. There was nothing he wouldn't do for me. I looked at my watch. Almost that time again. Almost time to go back home and be Mrs. Suburbia again. I had better get showered and remove all evidence of my secret activities. I got up off the bed and took off the harness and dildo, placing them on the floor. "I'm going to go shower now pet. It's getting late," I said, walking naked towards the bathroom. "Do you want me to come and help you Miss?" Nicky asked. "No pet or I will want to play with you again and I will be late. I want you to clean up this mess. Wipe down the plastic sheet and fold it up and put it back in my bag. Then I want you to clean the dildo and put that away too. And then you may shower yourself," I instructed. Nicky looked a little disappointed that I didn't want him to join me in the shower but he just nodded his understanding of my instructions. "Yes Miss." I left him to his tasks and got in the shower and washed away all traces of cum and urine from my body. When I got out of the shower and came back into the bedroom, I noticed that Nicky had tidied up and put away the plastic sheet away and made the bed again. While I was getting dressed, Nicky went into the bathroom taking the dildo with him to clean. I also heard him brush his teeth while he was in there. I was glad I remembered a clean pair of panties in my handbag. Nicky reappeared in the bedroom and he put the dildo and harness away in my bag. I know he hated this part. I didn't like to leave him either but it was just how it had to be. He had that sad lost puppy look on his face again. "Don't fret. I will be back again tomorrow morning pet," I said reassuringly, "And I'm taking you out for lunch tomorrow too, don't forget." I gave him a big smile and he smiled back at me. I picked up my bag and walked towards the door. Nicky followed me. He was still naked and hadn't showered yet, he still reeked of my cum and piss, but I didn't care. I took his sad puppy face in my hands and kissed him goodbye, silently grateful that he had been considerate again and had brushed his teeth for me. Nicky returned my kiss with love. My Pet Ch. 02 "See you in the morning pet," I said, "Oh are you going to go out tonight pet? You have my permission if you want to go exploring." "I'm not sure Miss. I might just go out for a wander around for an hour or so," he replied. "Ok pet. Just don't get lost this time. Get a map from the reception desk," I instructed. Then I grabbed hold of the leash that was still attached to his collar and gave it a little tug. "You don't want me to have to put out a lost dog notice, do you?" I said in jest, giggling. Nicky laughed at that cheeky remark. "No Miss," he retorted, "I will make sure I don't get lost this time." I gave him another kiss whilst pulling on the leash as if to pull him to me. Then I broke from the kiss and released my hold on the leash, letting it fall back down against his chest. "Bye for now pet. I love you," I said as I opened the door. Nicky stood back behind the door just in case anyone may have been in the corridor. "I love you too Miss. Bye and thank you Miss," he answered. I smiled at him and closed the door behind me. I wasn't late today; I would make it home in plenty of time to get dinner organized. I drove home listening to music on the radio and going over the days events in my mind. I had done most of the things that I've been fantasizing about for five years, but I still had three more days with him to complete my wish list. My Pet Ch. 03 Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 I finished assembling the new head board and foot board on the king sized bed today. White metal, wide spaces between the bars, perfect for tying someone's wrists to. I smiled, and went to take a hot bath. As I lay there soaking, the fragrant bubbles lazily sliding over my skin, I closed my eyes, thinking of you. Your hands; the blunt thick fingers, the clean clipped nails, the calloused palms that can be equally tender and gentle, or rough and savage as I choose. I visualize your muscular arms and shoulders that bulge and flex as you strain against the loving bonds I place on you. I remember the way your hair gets damp around your face and neck as I push you to the limits of your endurance time and time again with my mouth, my hands, my body. I smile as I recall your hair, soft, thick and full, clutched tightly in my fingers as I pull you to me. I groan low in my throat as I think of your strong back, so long and smooth, the muscles rippling as I slide the strands of the flogger over you. Knowing how you crave the whip of the leather strips as they caress and wrap around your body, leaving a trail of red streaks. A little whimper escapes my lips as I picture your firm butt cheeks, the slope of your lower back, the curve of your hip, the skin so soft to the touch. Watching them clench and unclench as I paddle you, mauling the firm muscles as I knead your flesh between strokes. Oh, my pet, how your body delights me. The sounds you make, the smell of your crotch, the feel of your skin, the taste of your body; all arouse me endlessly. Each session different, reaching new levels of pain, lust, need. To see your body tighten just before you achieve orgasm, to hear your guttural moans and cries, to see you yield to me takes my breath away. My love for you expanding, filling my heart, my soul, as you give yourself to me. I shudder deliciously in the rapidly cooling water, and rise slowly and begin to towel my body dry. The friction of the soft terrycloth feels wonderful on my heated skin. My breath coming in little pants as I think of you, my beloved pet, and how I will take you tonight. I put fragrant lotion all over my body, imagining your hands as they caress my skin. I spray perfume lavishly over me, knowing how you love it. Obsession, what a perfect name for the scent you crave, the sweet perfume blended with the smell of my female body. I slip my feet into the high heels you adore, the red ones, with the 4 inch heels. My toenails are a rich ruby color. I slither into the white satin nightgown, letting it drop over my shoulders, the material skimming barely down to my thighs. I fluff my hair, smiling in the mirror as I go to make a drink and wait for your arrival. You come into the living room and remove your clothing. I am sitting on the couch, watching you, and you quickly kneel in front of me, kissing the tops of my feet adoringly. I shiver at the touch of your soft warm lips. "Good Evening, my Mistress," you say softly as you continue to kiss and lick my feet and ankles. I stroke the back of your head. "I am well, my pet. It is good to see you, my love." Your hand encircles my slim ankle, and you lean back on your heels, and lift my foot to your mouth. "May I remove your shoe, Ma'am?" you ask. "Yes, you may, pet," I reply. Your strong hands slide the shoe off, and you caress my foot slowly, running your fingers around the arch, up the ankle, and down the top. "Please allow me to worship your beautiful feet, Ma'am." I nod as I gaze into your eyes, seeing your need for me shimmering in them. You slide the other shoe off, and lift my right foot to your mouth, and begin sucking on each toe individually. I lean back on the couch, watching you. You move to the other foot, bathing my toes with your soft loving mouth. I try hard to supress a groan of pleasure, with little success. I see you smile against my foot as you continue your lavish attention to every inch of it. That's what is so good between us. The mutual pleasure, the giving and taking of our bodies and hearts and minds. Knowing just what spots to touch, to caress, to lick, the perfect ways to drive the other to heaven and back. "You may move up higher now, pet," I whisper. You obediently begin to lick and lave my calf with your velvety tongue. My legs part seemingly of their own volition, and you slowly work your way up my long silky thighs. Your hands slide up them, and you push gently, opening me up more. "Please, Mistress, may I taste you tonight?" I shiver delicately, loving hearing you ask for permission, and I simply tilt my hips up, a silent granting of your wish. You lower your head, and I feel your warm breath whispering across my smoothly shaven lips. My arms lift to drape across the back of the couch, my hands clenching it tight, and you begin once again to devote yourself to my pleasure. Spreading the puffy lips apart, your tongue slowly laps across my throbbing clit, making me gasp. You begin a series of long, flat tongued licks, from the bottom of my pussy to the top. Your quiet moans are like music to my ears, telling me how much you love doing this for me, to me. Your tongue spears into my silky folds, attempting to penetrate me as deep as you can. My hips rock gently as you drive me higher and higher, pushing me closer to orgasm with your expert mouth. "Put your fingers in me, pet," I mutter hoarsely. Two thick fingers slip into me, almost lifting me off the couch. You turn them and begin pressing against that magic spot deep inside me, and your mouth latches onto my swollen clit. Your tongue swirls around it slowly at first, then faster as you begin to suck it at the same time. I feel the familiar sensation of my body expanding, then contracting as the explosion claims me. You ride me, prolonging the shuddering aftershocks. I whimper over and over as you lick me, lapping up the creamy juices brought on by the powerful orgasm. You kiss my pussy almost reverently, and I clutch your hair and pull you up for a ferocious deep kiss, tasting my own sweetness on your mouth and tongue. My hand strokes your cheek as the kiss gentles, and I quiver in your arms. We look into each others eyes, and I see your very soul there. I stand and hold my hand out to you, "Come with me, dear." You follow me into the bedroom, and I instruct you to lay on the bed on your back. You climb into the middle, and stretch out, your arms and legs extended. I wrap the padded leather cuffs to your wrists and ankles, then snap them to the rings on the bed frame. God, pet, I love to see you this way. Your hard body naked, your cock rigid and hard, your nipples puckered and erect, your chest rising and falling rapidly. I can feel your lust. I take a soft leather collar from the nightstand, and some nipple clamps attached to a long chain. I straddle your waist, and place the collar around your neck. I hook the chain to a loop in the front, and run the nipple clamps down. I lean down and lick and suck each one, then attach the clamps. Your sweet groans are just what I love to hear, pet. I thread my fingers through your thick chest hair, pulling it now and then. I lazily drag my nails down your body, loving the way you shudder as I do. I tickle your belly button briefly, then move lower to dance my fingertips across your hipbones. My, how you quiver, my love. I can see your muscles beginning to strain as you pull on the restraints. Knowing how you love that feeling; trapped, at my mercy, your body mine. I reach into the drawer again, removing a butt plug and some lubricant. I lay them on the bed, and put my hands behind your knees, pushing up and out. "Open for me," I murmur. You obediently lift your legs more, spreading them wider apart, tilting your hips up, exposing your little pucker. I reach for the slick gel, and put a big drop on my finger. I slide it over your little asshole, coating you. Reaching for the plug, I spread your cheeks a bit with one hand, and slide it in with the other. I love the way you clench around it, and I pull it in and out a few times, watching you cling to it. I nestle it firmly inside you, and nuzzle my face in your crotch. God, I love the way you smell, pet. Musky, fresh, clean, and so male. I get up from the bed, standing beside it, looking down at you. I reach for the flogger hanging on the wall, seeing your eyes following my every move. Your legs are still open wide apart, knees lifted up, exposed, vulnerable. That you trust me in this position means the world to me. I tease you at first, trailing the silky strands up and down your thighs and chest. I nudge the nipple clamps, loving the sounds you make as I do. I know how much you love the pleasure/pain coursing through your body right now, don't you, pet? I begin to lash the strips across your body lightly, letting them just kiss your flesh. They curl around your cock and balls, and I watch you surge up towards them. "That's it, love, reach for them," I croon. Your sweet little whimpers make me shiver all over. But I know you need more. I start to whip you harder, more frequently. Red stripes begin to appear on your skin. Your cock is so rigid, almost purple, with precum oozing from the tip freely. I stop for a moment, running my fingertip across the tip. Your gasp is gratifying. I slide my finger across your lips, then my own, so we can taste you. Nectar, my love. I slip that same finger into my pussy, coating it, then give it to you to suck. Your eyes close as you suckle, your velvety tongue swirling around it. I feel a tugging sensation deep inside me. I pull my finger out, and straddle your hips, pushing your legs down. Sitting on you, your iron cock under me, I slowly rock my hips against you. It separates my lips, settling against my clit. It's my turn to groan this time. I reach for the nipple clamps, tugging on them easily. You cry out, and I know they have been on long enough. "Ready for them to come off now, pet?" You suck in a deep breath, and huskily say, "Yes, Ma'am." We both know it's the removal of the clamps that brings the most exquisite pain. I unclip them, and the blood rushes back into your nipples. Your guttural groan reaches deep inside me somehow, making my body clench. I have to have you, pet, NOW. I reach between us, and with one push your cock sinks into me. You shove your hips up, almost lifting me off the bed. You are imbedded in me, and yet I can't get you inside me deep enough. I push down hard, wanting more, all of you in me. I spread my lips apart with one hand and furiously rub my throbbing clit with the other. You fuck me. The orgasm when it comes is violent, my whole body shaking as I cry out. As my pussy clamps down on you tight, I see your arms pulling on the bonds, the muscles straining. I feel you start to pump into me, your head thrown back, mouth open, a harsh groan ripped from your throat. I collapse on your chest, breathing heavily, feeling my heart thundering in my chest. We tremble together, and I reach up and undo the wrist cuffs, and reach down and remove the butt plug. Your arms enfold me in a bone crushing hug. I kiss your beloved face, gentle little kisses all over. As we lay together on the bed, I feel the silken bonds of our hearts strengthening. I love you, my pet. My Pet Ch. 04 Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 I found myself pacing the house, furious. You were late. It just wasn't like you to not call or contact me online if you were going to be late. I vacillated between anger and concern, not knowing where you were or if something had happened. I hear a car drive up, and I look out the window. It's you. I slump against the wall, not sure what I am feeling. Relief? Lust? Anger? I shudder from head to toe, thinking of what I would lose if I lost you. You are such a part of my heart, my soul, that it would be unbearable it you were not a part of my life. You fling open the door and slam it shut. Your face is flushed and your chest is heaving. You quickly kneel at my feet, lowering your head to kiss the top of my foot. Your lips are soft and warm through the thin nylon thigh high stocking. "I am so sorry, Ma'am. I wanted to surprise you with something and it took longer than I ever dreamed it would," you blurt out. You gaze up at me with tears shimmering in your eyes. I hesitate, knowing that this is something we had discussed, that you are never, NEVER, to be late when you visit me. But the look on your face touches me so deep inside. My hand strokes your cheek lovingly, and I feel tears in my own eyes in response to yours. How had this happened? How had you come to mean so much to me? When did my heart open itself to you so completely? As my fingertips traced along your jawline, I found myself smiling gently. But I knew that discipline had to be maintained, that you would expect it of me as your Mistress. I would administer your punishment before I allowed you to tell me what your surprise was. I threaded my fingers through your hair, pulling you to me. I lean down and look into your eyes. "You know you must be punished, my pet?" I ask quietly. Your eyes drop, and your shoulders slump forward. I can feel your hurt at my words. I know that when I am displeased with you it wounds your spirit. "Crawl to the bedroom, love," I command. You obediently crawl towards the bed on your hands and knees. I watch you, loving the way your cheeks flex and roll as you crawl in front of me. I stand at the side of the bed. "Now, drop your pants below your hips, pet, and bend down, bracing your hands on the bed," I order in a harsh voice. You comply. It forces your nice butt out for me, and I slide my hands over your cheeks once. I yank your jockey shorts down with one quick motion, and begin to spank you with my bare hand. Hard, fast slaps, one cheek then the other, alternating between them. Your skin rapidly turns pink, then red as I continue. I stop briefly, asking, "You WILL NOT be late again, now will you, pet?" "No, Ma'am," you whisper. My hand soothes your burning hot bottom, sliding over it lovingly now. I lean down and press tender kisses over the hot flesh, and feel you shiver all over. "Sit on the bed," I tell you. You sit on the bed, wincing as your bottom makes contact with the bedspread. I stand close, and your arms encircle my waist, your head leaning against my side. I feel you take a deep shuddery indrawn breath, your arms clutching at me. I stroke my hand down your back, then up, feeling your need for me like a tangible, living, breathing entity surrounding me. I stroke the back of your head slowly, the silky strands of your hair soft against my fingertips. "Now, my pet, tell me what you have done for me." Your hands wrap around my waist and you push me back slightly. Gripping the bottom of your shirt in your hands, you lift it over your head. A golden glint of light flickers briefly. I gasp, and look down at your nipples. "For you, Ma'am," you murmur. My fingertip traces a circle around your brown puckered nipple, and I stare mesmerized at the small gold hoop pierced through it. I feel speechless, my heart clenching in my chest at this gesture you have made for me. It was something we had discussed, but you were afraid, so afraid I had backed off from the idea for a while. For you to do this, on your own, knowing how you felt about it, was a gift of such proportions it took my breath away. You had told me you considered it a totally unmasculine thing, something a wimp would do, not a real man. To mark your male body this way meant more to me than I could ever explain to you, even to myself. I reverently lean down and kiss that nipple, feeling you flinch as my lips touch it. "Oh, my pet," I moan in a breathy voice. I clutch your hair with my fingers tightly, and move up and kiss you fiercely. My tongue plunges into your open mouth again and again, dueling with yours. I straddle your hips, pushing you down on the bed, stripping my nightgown off at the same time. I have a desperate, almost primal need to have you deep inside my body, for it to be a part of mine, NOW. You shove your pants and shorts down and off, and plunge into me in one rough sure thrust. I grunt under the impact as you almost lift me off the bed with the power of it. It's a wild, animalistic fuck. Your cockhead slams up into me again and again as I push down, grinding on you. Your hands gripping me so hard, leaving marks on my pale skin. My full, puffy lips separate, and your crisp pubic hair rasps across my throbbing clit. I growl, a deeply feminine sound that reaches inside you, a sound you tell me later you will never forget. I feel your need to prove something to me, to show me your male superiority somehow. I can only respond, letting you have me this time, meeting your thrusts. Suddenly you roll us over, and put my calves on your shoulders, driving deeper into me than ever before. Your hands caress up and down my long legs, and you turn your head and suckle my inner thigh, just above the stocking. I feel a bruise forming under your strong mouth, and your teeth sink into my soft flesh. I gasp. My nails dig into your forearms as I feel my orgasm whispering along my spine. I raise my head and look into your eyes. There is an expression I have never seen there before; a look of possession, of lust, of need. Your hand drops to squeeze my clit between your fingers, and I unleash such a powerful orgasm it feels like I am shaking apart. Through the roaring in my ears, I somehow manage to mutter one word, "Cum." Your hands wrap around my hips, and you pull me onto you tighter, ramming yourself into me. With a guttural groan you begin pumping into me. I can feel each jerk of your hard length as it pumps your creamy essence into me. I clench my body around you as I tremble with aftershocks. You finally begin to come down from the intense high of your orgasm. Your hips thrust lazily towards me, your hands roaming up and down my body. Pulling out, you move down, suddenly burying your face between my legs. I whimper as your mouth engulfs my throbbing sensitive clit, and you ruthlessly drive me to another crashing orgasm. As I quiver in the aftermath, you tenderly lick my whole pussy, moaning softly. You have told me before how you adore the taste of US, and you eagerly lap up every precious drop. Collapsing next to me on the bed, we cling to each other, our heartbeats slowing down gradually. I gently kiss your newly pierced nipple, and snuggle into your shoulder. To be continued My Pet Part 4 by Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 My Pet Ch. 05 Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 I finished setting up the new overhead wrist restraints today. I stood back to study my work. The chain ran down the pulley attached to the wall, with a large clasp on the end. All I had to do was pull on the rope attached to it, and your wrists would be lifted up into the air. I wanted you this way. I wanted to be able to walk around you completely, to be able to touch any part of you that I desired. And I knew you would adore the vulnerable feeling of having your arms up over your head, completely at my mercy. I leaned a spreader bar next to the wall, imagining it on your ankles, holding them wide apart. I shivered all over, the anticipation of you being here tonight racing through me. The way you give yourself to me, so absolutely, never ceases to amaze me. Sometimes it frightens me; I wonder how far I will go, how far I will push your limits, given the total freedom I have with your lean body. The trust you have for me is complete. You know that I would never hurt you beyond what we both desire. I skillfully try to blend the pain and the pleasure, wanting to take you further each time we are together. I close my eyes, envisioning your face as nipple clamps are attached. Such a lustful expression, pure, simple, your cheeks flushed, your chest rising and falling as you take deep breaths. I know that all that you are is concentrated on what I am doing to you at that moment. I cherish that feeling. I banish those thoughts from my head. I still need to take a bath and get cleaned up for you. I hurry through the hot bath, then shave my pussy lips carefully, knowing how you love the smooth feel of that soft skin. I tremble thinking of your velvety soft tongue on them later. I finish my makeup and hair, and put on a short white satin nightgown. It's thigh length, curved on the bottom, with thin straps and a low cut neckline. The fabric feels sleek and smooth against my skin. I know it will feel wonderful against yours. As I go through the house, finishing lighting the candles, I hear you drive up. My breath flutters in m chest, and I take a deep breath. I never know if you realize how you affect me, how I have to prepare myself for our meetings. Sometimes the need to serve you instead of the other way around is almost overwhelming. I have to focus my thoughts and energies on taking my pleasure from you, on you giving me your body, rather than giving you mine. It is a difficult battle at times. But I know that you need me to take you this way, that it fulfills something in you in a way that no one else has been able to do. I give it to you lovingly; my strength, my desire, my craving for you, all combines into a perfect blend of want and need. Your submission to me fulfills me in ways I have never had before. It's a wonderful circle we weave together. I open the door and you come inside. I can see the excitement in your face. My hand comes up to stroke your cheek, and you take me into your strong arms. I inhale deeply, loving the smell of you. You almost crush me against you, forcing the breath out of me. I can feel a fine tremor in your body. I just smile. One hand drops down to cup you possessively. Just as I suspected, your cock is hard as iron. You have told me just the thoughts of me and the drive over arouse you almost to the point of pain. Although we have had indepth discussions about limits and expectations, you are never quite sure what I have planned for you when you arrive. And I think that is part of the mystery of our games together. The sweet anticipation, sometimes building for days, until it's a throbbing need. I step back and remove your coat, gasping in surprise at what you have on underneath. "Oh, my pet, what have we here?" I ask. "It's a corsett, Ma'am," you tell me. I turn you around, looking at it. "Take off your jeans, pet, I have to see this," I say excitedly. "Yes, Ma'am," you reply with a smile. You quickly remove your shoes and socks, then shuck your jeans. It's an exquisite piece of clothing. Black leather, with lacings up the back, the legs cut high up the sides. As I turn you around, I can see the crotch fits tightly up into you. Your sexy cheeks peek out the bottom. "Oh, pet, it's truly lovely. How does it feel wearing it?" I ask. "Wicked, Ma'am," you say laughingly. I kneel down behind you and gently kiss along the bottom of the corsett, that exposed skin warm and sleek. I feel you tremble as my lips press tiny kisses up one side then the other. I stand and kiss your shoulders above the material. My hands wrap around your waist, then slide down across your crotch. I can feel you, thick and heavy, behind the fabric, straining to get free. Not just yet, pet. "I love it, pet, and I love you," I whisper. I take your hand and lead you to the new chain. Your eyes widen as you look at it. I watch you, seeing your cheeks flush as you realize how you will be exposed with your wrists trapped like this. I take the wrist cuffs off the table and look at you. You extend your arms without hesitation. I strap them on you tightly, and you can feel the soft furry lining against your skin. They are leather, black, with rings on them at several points. You twist your wrists, and they almost tinkle. You smile at me. I lean up and kiss you softly, then pull down the chain. I clip the hook onto your cuffs, and pull the rope and your arms raise into the air. I tie the rope to another hook on the wall, securing you there. I step back and just look at you. My breath catches as I look at you. The corsett is tightly around you, your cock is bulging in the front, and your legs are bare. You look so beautiful, my pet. I suddenly notice there is a zipper in the back of the corsett. I study it, and realize it goes all the way under you and up into the front. Perfect. Standing behind you, I slowly slide the zipper down and then back up the front. Your swollen balls spill out, and your hard cock springs out into my hand. My fingers wrap around you, stroking the baby soft skin. God, I love your cock, my pet. MY cock, I remind myself. Releasing you, I pick up a small pink butt plug I have on the table. I kneel behind you, and spread your firm cheeks with my hands. I intimately bathe your tender asshole with my wet tongue. I feel you jump. I love hearing that sexy groan you make when I surprise you. Moving back, I gently slide the plug in, watching it disapear up inside you. I push it in snuggly. "I've decided to spank you today, my love," I tell you quietly. I see your body tense. We have not done much spanking lately, other than your punishment spanking. I smile thinking of that day; it very quickly changed your behavior, didn't it? You had become more devoted than ever, sending cards and letters frequently. "But this lovely corsett has to go now, pet. I can't get to those nice cheeks of yours with it on," I tell you. "Yes, Ma'am," you answer. I slide it down your body, and you step your feet out of it. You are sinfully naked for me now. My hands run slowly over your body, treasuring the sight of you this way. I reach for the spreader bar, and attach it to both ankles, so your legs are about shoulder width apart. As I lean down, your cock is right at my face. I can smell your arousal, pet. I gaze at you, the tip slick and wet with precum already. I slowly run my fingertip over you, scooping up the delicious nectar. Standing, I run my finger over your lips, inviting you to taste it. Your tongue darts out to lick my finger, then you suck it into your greedy mouth. I feel a tugging sensation deep inside me as you suck on my finger. Our eyes remain locked together, and I can feel the passion fairly zinging back and forth. Removing my finger, I kiss you briefly. I move to the table next to the wall, and pick up a paddle. It's made of wood, round, with soft fur on one side, and slightly patterned rubber on the other. I slowly run the furry side across your cheeks. You moan softly. I lean in close, and whisper, "I am going to give you ten swats on each cheek, pet." You quiver, and I step away. My arms swings back, and the paddle cracks across your right cheek, quickly, ten times. I move around you, then start on the left cheek. Ten times the paddle swats you. Your firm cheeks begin to turn a lovely shade of pink, the pattern of the rubber showing on your pale skin. Kneeling down, I gently kiss each cheek a few times, soothing the burn. I can feel the warmth where the paddle struck you. Standing again, I kiss your neck, and say, "Ten more, on each pet, are you ready?" "Yes, Ma'am," you groan. I see you clench your cheeks, your arm muscles bulging as you pull on the chain. You shuffle your feet slightly, and when I see you relax again, I swing the paddle. Ten times, on each cheek, your body flinching now as the paddle strikes you. Your cheeks are red now, and beautiful. I run my hands over you, feeling the incredible warmth of your freshly paddled skin. Your hips push towards my hand. I massage your cheeks slowly, then one hand slips around to the front of you. My satin nightgown feels cool against your heated skin. I slide my fingers through your pubic hair, surrounding your throbbing cock. My other hand comes around to cup your balls, squeezing gently. "Oh, Ma'am," you moan. "Please." I hear more in that single word than a book could tell me. "Not yet, pet," I tell you. You shudder from head to toe, knowing that I am not through with you yet. I step back again, and stroke your cheek. "Ten more on each, pet. Take a deep breath," I urge you. I see your body tense again, and I begin. Ten swats, one side, then the other. You are almost trying to move away at this point. These swats were harder, more intense than before, and I know you felt that. I run the furry side over you, soothing the sting. Your head slumps forward, and I hear you breathing heavily. "One more set, pet, are you ready?" I ask you quietly. Your breath hisses in your clenched teeth, and you shiver again. "Yes, Ma'am, I'm ready," you tell me. This time, I stand next to you, facing towards your cheeks. I wrap my arm tightly around you, holding you against my body. I begin to paddle you, again, ten on each cheek. I can feel your body lurching forward with each one this time, and I hold you steady. Your skin is a crimson red now, bright and bold. I drop to my knees in front of you, engulfing your cock with one swoop of my hot mouth. Your hips surge towards me, shoving your cock deep into my throat. I suck hard, pulling on you, then back down again, my forehead hitting your belly. Almost immediately your creamy cum pulses into my mouth. Your body is jerking spasmodically, a guttural groan ripped from you as you explode. I savor every drop of your essence, knowing it was my actions that drove you to this. I tenderly milk you, then kiss the very tip. I release you from the spreader bar, and then I stand up, and gaze into your face. Your cheeks are flushed, your eyes closed as you pant heavily. I reach up and untie the rope, lowering your arms. I massage your shoulders, feeling the stiffness. You slump against me, and I gently slide the butt plug out, then lead you to the bed. Laying you on your stomach, I straddle your thighs, and begin to rub some cool lotion into your cheeks. You moan appreciatively, and writhe on the bed. "I love you, Ma'am," you murmur. "I know pet, I know," I say softly with a smile. My Pet is the Best Sub Ever My pet is the best sub ever. And I wasn't even looking to be a Master. I just wanted a good fuck. She picked me, after I picked her. I believe she chose well. I know I am happy with the situation. I have yet to find anything she will not do. It was in a club in Indianapolis that had a bad reputation. But I like those kind of places. They keep my adrenaline pumping and make me feel alive. When I walked in I saw her sitting at the bar between two goofs looking for a good time. She had long, wavy blond hair falling about her exposed shoulders. She was wearing a sports bra that emphasized her erect nipples and cut-off jeans exposing the cheeks of her ass. She was definitely my type. Was I hers? I knew she was twenty-one because they were serving her. She looked to be in her thirties to me. The perfect age for a woman. The reached their sexual peak then. At least that's what I had heard, and it had proved to be true for me. I walked by her and whispered into her ear. "If you want to be fucked in the ass come out to the alley right now." Continuing on to the back door I opened it, stood in the alley and then waited. I did not wait long. "Who the fuck are you and why would I let you do anything to me?" "Look at this, and if you want it then get on your knees. You can see what I have and I know you'll want to try it out for size." I displayed my hard cock to her. I have never had to force any slut to take it when I offered it. I had taken it out in the alley waiting for her. She fell to her knees. I pushed her face down into the alley cobblestones, unzipped her jeans, pulled them down away from her ass, which was not covered by any panties, spit on her ass hole, and thrust my cock into the exposed pucker. It was tight and it was only lubed with my saliva. I pushed harder and she groaned, but she did not protest. Instead she begged for more. "Oh fucking christ, fuck me, oh god, fuck me harder. I want it. Fuck me Master." I did. Ramming that ass hole was pure bliss. It was so damned tight and she kept fucking back to get more cock up her ass hole. I reached around and freed her tits. I pinched her nipples as hard as I could and she screamed and begged for more. "I'm fucking cumming Master. Oh damn, I'm cumming so fucking hard." I twisted her clit with my strong fingers and again she screamed. And kept creaming on herself and into her cut-offs. The first time is always a quickie for me. If they want more they will let me know. I shot my spunk up her back hole, pulled out, and watched as it flowed back out again. "Want a drink?" "My god, that was the best fuck I have had in years. Who the hell are you? And yes I want a drink. Let's go somewhere quiet so I can talk to you. Please Master?" I had never been into this kind of scene. The Master thing kind of threw me off, but she was a damned good fuck, so what the hell. I helped her up, got her clothes squared away and took her back to my place. I had plenty to drink there. I put a blanket I kept in the back seat on the bucket seat next to mine so she would not stain the leather. When we arrived I told her to go and have a shower. She smiled gratefully. She was walking around with lots of my cum and her cum in her pants. It would be a pleasure to get cleaned up I imagined. As she showered I did a little research online about this Master stuff. I found lots of information. It was apparently becoming a more and more popular lifestyle for many people. She was definitely a submissive, or sub, and I could be nothing but a Master. Nothing else would fit my personality. This could be very interesting and enjoyable. For both of us. Deciding to find out where she stood I immediately went into the shower room and threw open the shower curtain. She did not try to hide herself. She seemed to be happy to display herself. "You're now my sub. Do you understand? I'm your Master and you're my sub. We'll make this a great relationship. Do you question that?" "No, Master. I'll always be your slut. I'm yours to use. Any way you please. I want only to please you Master." "Then finish your shower. When done stay naked, come to me and we'll cuddle. I want to kiss my new pet." She came in with her naked body glistening with wetness. She had not bothered to towel down. Nice. She sat on my lap in my large easy chair and I cuddled and hugged my new slave. We made out and I allowed her to fondle my cock in my lap and make it hard again. But tonight we did not have sex again. I allowed her to sleep with me but in the morning she had to leave. I was a busy man and she had her job to go to. She left her number to call whenever I wished. I wished the next night. I told her to come to my apartment at 8 that night. I did not tell her what would occur. When she arrived I had scissors in my hand. I cut all her clothes off while she trembled. She did not yet know this new Master of hers. But when she was naked I kissed her and then told her to lie down on my bed. She was obedient. She was always so obedient. She lay in a supine position. I told her to spread her legs and arms out and then I tied each appendage to the bedstead with silk scarves. She was stretched as widely as I could spread her and her pussy was pulsing with anticipation. Her chest was rising and falling and her tits had nipples hard as diamonds. I then stripped and allowed her to watch. She loved her Master's body. She said so. My cock was standing tall, pointing at the ceiling. I was going to have fun with this slave tonight. As would she. I crept up on the bed, straddled my pet with my body, and I lowered my ass and cock to her face. "Stick your tongue in my ass my pet. Fuck me with your tongue." She did, with lots of spit and saliva. She gave me a rim job that showed she loved her new master. As she did that I was licking her clit. I popped it out of its little hood and licked it and then bit it. She squealed into my ass and shivered and orgasmed for her Master. I then moved down and licked each swollen labium. I chewed on them and again she quivered and her pussy began pouring cum out for me to lick up. With each lap she had another shudder and cum. Raising myself up my cock was pointing down to her mouth. I didn't have to tell her to absorb all of it into her mouth and throat, gagging but loving the cock of her Master. She sucked hard and I felt her teeth. That was good. I wanted to feel that she loved my cock, and she did. Twirling her tongue about the head of my cock I fucked her mouth slowly and deeply. I was not ready to cum but I wanted her to do so. I used my fingers to fuck her cunt and she suddenly moaned and squirted out onto the bed. I licked her and loved her cunt. That was enough of that. I wanted to fuck cunt tonight. My cock was wanting pussy. I always gave my cock what it wanted, just as my pet always gave her Master what he wanted. I pulled my prick away and she groaned with disappointment, but it was short lived when she saw that she was going to get fucked. She ever after loved being fucked in her cunt. It was always her favorite. But she so enjoyed all the other fun we had. I now grabbed both tits, mashed them as hard as I could and rammed my cock into her open cunt. It was so cummy that I slid in easily. I began screwing and thrusting with long and deep fucks. She whimpered with need for more and more fucking and I gave it to her. Faster and faster, as I mauled her tits and made her moan with lust and passion for more and more. "Master, oh jesus, Master you fuck so good. Oh damn, fuck me faster Master, fuck me deeper, I need my Master's cock so bad. Oh shit, give it to me Master." I did. I fucked her and fucked her and called her my pet. And then I let loose the seed I had been holding back. I filled that pussy with all the cum I had and she took it all and loved it. She tried to hump back as the scarves allowed her to do. The I cut each scarf with the scissors and she wrapped her legs about me and took me even deeper into her cunt. And she wrapped her arms about me and scratched me with her fingernails as I continued to fuck her and to kiss her sweet mouth. This had been a good session. I enjoyed it and I allowed my slut to enjoy it too. That pleased me. If it had not then she would not have been able to have so much fun. But I enjoyed her pleasure. That was what it was about for me. My pleasure and hers. She was a lucky sub. Her Master enjoyed it when she did too. Our next get together was not for a week. We would see if she was a loyal sub. I called her to come again at 8 and she was there to the minute. She was a well trained sub. Someone else must have taught her well. She had mentioned other Masters but always in comparison to her great Master now. When she entered I told her to strip. Then I told her to kneel before me. I took hand cuffs and cuffed her, but in front. I wanted her to be constrained but free to fuck herself with the vibrator I put in her hands. Then I stood before her and stripped again for her pleasure. This time I had controlled myself. I was not hard yet. I told her to fuck herself with the vibrator. She began making herself cum. I took my flaccid cock and began pissing all over her. She eagerly opened her mouth as she was ramming the vibrator up her pussy. I pissed into her face and she drank my piss and then I hosed down her whole body. I sprayed her hard nipples and her little clit and her pussy as she continued fucking herself. I hosed her down good until I ran out and my prick began to get harder and longer. In my hand I was holding a whip made of leather straps. I moved forward, rammed my cock into her eager mouth and began whipping her ass with the straps. She moaned around my cock and sucked me hard and deep. She was learning to deep throat so she could take it all. I continued whipping her ass and back until red strips appeared on her. I never made her bleed but she was red with the whipping and she fucked herself harder and harder with the vibrator as she took all of my cock. It was time to cum. She had been cumming since she first knelt and tickled her clit with the vibrator. A long time. It was time for me to get my cookies off. I pulled from her mouth. She whimpered with regret, but I was jacking off as fast as I could and soon I was shooting my cum into her face Some went into her mouth. Most clung to her nose and cheeks and throat. I also shot her tits and her slimy little cunt. My cum covered her. She pulled the vibrator from her pussy and began rubbing the cum into her body. LIke a lotion of love. She licked all that covered her hands, and I wiped my cock on her hair. She was now my cum slut for sure. "Thank you Master. You're the best Master. I hope I pleased you Master. Did I please you Master?" "Of course my pet. You're always a pleasure. You're the best slut ever. You know your Master loves his pet." We went into the bathroom after I took off the cuffs, and we washed each other in a gleeful game in the shower. She kept trying to get me hard again. She was insatiable. My little slut was the best. After cleaning up we again cuddled in my chair. She loved to be held. I loved to hold her. That was our last session for a few weeks. I had to leave town on business. She had been a loyal sub when we had been apart for a few days. How would she last this time? When I arrived back in town I called my sub first thing. It was after her work hours so she should be home. She wasn't. I began to wonder where my little pet could be. Had she decided to find another Master? The doorbell rang. I opened the door and there she was, for a moment, before she had wrapped me in her arms and legs. She was wrapped around me like an ivy vine. "Oh Master, I missed you so much. I waited outside every day just hoping you would come home. You finally did. Please Master, please fuck me. I love you Master, please fuck me." "First let your Master have some time to rest little pet. Come in and sit down. Okay, you can fuck yourself with one of the dildos I bought for you." As I unpacked and changed out of my suit into something more comfortable she was on my bed with her legs spread wide, her skirt hiked up and with no panties to obstruct her she was fucking her cunt and grinning at me, her Master. She had more orgasms than I could count, so I didn't try. At last I was ready to give her what she really needed. I had bought something special for her. I told her to sit up on the bed after she took off all her clothes. She quickly did so. Then she knelt on the bed waiting for a treat like a little puppy. I took out the nipple clamps and chain I had brought with me. I clipped the clamps on her nipples and she moaned. Then I stretched the chain attached to them down to her clit. I put a clamp on her clit and she really whimpered now. "Do you have something to say, slut?" "No Master. It hurts so good. I've already cum on your bed. Sorry Master." "Whimper and moan and groan all you want. If you ever want to stop say so and you can find another Master." "Please, no Master. You're the best Master. I never had so many cums before. You're the true Master. Make me cum more and more my Master." So I lifted her as she was moaning with pain and lust and put her face down on the bed with the clamps and chain beneath her and her ass and pussy waiting for me behind. I stripped off my sweats. My dick was harder than I could ever remember it being. I reached over to the dresser, took some lotion and lubed up my prick. I wanted it to slid in smoothly and slowly. I was giving her what she loved the most. I was going to fuck her cunt. Long, and hard, and deep. And the clamps would be digging into her tits and clit and making her cum for me, long and hard. I slid the head of my cock into her pulsing pussy lips and it sucked my dick in as if it was a mouth. All of my cock went into her and I felt my balls slap against her ass hole. She felt it too. She moaned again and begged to be fucked harder. "Daddy, Master, oh shit, fuck me hard. Master I love you, I love you. Please fuck me hard Master." Who could not give in to such a plea. I rammed as hard as I could and she screamed with lust and joy to be filled again with Master's long prick. Thrusting in and out and over and over, I fucked her as she needed and as I fucking needed too. I wanted this as much as she did. Damn she was a great little slut. I fucked her faster and faster and I could feel my spunk building up and getting ready to fill her up until she might explode from the cum I fed her. Every time I fucked into her the chains and clamps pinched her and she squealed and had another orgasm. I never knew a woman who could take such pain and still feel pleasure, but my pet did. So I screwed her pussy until I could not hold it anymore. I yelled out that it was coming now and she pressed her cunt back to take it in. I shot it out in a long string of spunk, pumping cum into her cunt and pumping more and more. I was so fucking tired I fell on top of her. My cock slipped out of her cunt and my seed dripped out onto my bed. I reached under and removed the clamps. She rose up and then said something that endeared her to me. "Can I lick you clean Master? You're tired. Let me lick your body clean." And she did. She licked off the cum and pussy juice from my cock as it rested flaccid on my thigh. Anywhere she could find any cum she licked it clean and ate it with a grin on her face. Then she cuddled her naked body next to mine and kissed me with tenderness and love. "Am I a good sub Master? Do I please you?" Subs are like that. They need to know that they are pleasing their Master. It's what they live for. "No doubt pet. You please me immensely. You always will." My pet is the best sub ever. My Pet Meg Ch. 01 Meg got in the shower at a quarter to 8, as she'd been instructed, and couldn't help touching her pussy furtively as she stood under the hot water and thought about what was going to happen. Even though he'd told her she wasn't allowed to, and she knew he'd punish her for it later, she couldn't help sliding a hand between her legs and massaging her clit, and that felt so good she couldn't help pushing her long middle finger into her pussy - and another, and a third - thinking about her master fucking her. Before long she had her face pressed against the shower tile and was pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt, just the way he'd made her do it last time they were together, though without the blindfold over her eyes or the hard ball gag in her mouth. She stopped herself before she came, knowing how angry he'd be, and finished showering. Part of what turned her on so much was not knowing - not knowing where she was going, not knowing what was going to happen when she got there. He'd picked out her outfit last time - sharp, tall heels, a tight black dress too small for her tremendous, soft breasts, and streetwalker-heavy makeup. She took her time getting ready and before she knew it she was running late, but she still took a quick moment to apprise herself in the bathroom mirror. Her tits were spilling out of the dress so ostentatiously that she could see the pink rim of her aureoles peeking out, and the dress was so short that even the slightest lean forward would push the hem up high enough to expose her bare pussy. With the heavy eye makeup and lipstick, she looked like an absolute gutter-trash whore. She knew he would be pleased. He was waiting with a car downstairs, and as soon as she got in the driver pulled away without any instruction from her master. He was quiet for several moments, and she was worried she'd upset him. She leaned in and whispered into his ear, "Don't I dress up like a good little pet for you?" He answered by pressing his mouth to hers, gently working his lips on hers, kissing down her cheek and neck before returning to her mouth and working his tongue against hers more and more aggressively. Suddenly, she felt his hand on the back of her head, his fingers curling into her hair. "Do you remember what I told you about being on time?" "I'm sorry." "That's not an answer to my question." "Yes, I remember. You said to be on time." "Do you know how late you were?" "A couple of minutes?" she said. "You were four minutes late. I was going to make you cum before things got underway tonight, on our way, but now you're going to have to be punished." "Yes sir. How would you like to punish me?" He took her by the wrist and guided one hand to the thick bulge in his slacks. She started to unzip his fly and was rebuffed by a quick slap against the cheek. "Not until I say," he told her. "I'm sorry," she said. "I just want your cock so badly." "Take it out, but don't touch it," he instructed her. She unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out, and couldn't resist running her fingers along the hot, hard shaft before letting go. "Look at it," he told her. "Tonight, this is what you exist for. Your one and only job is to please cock - my cock, and any cock I tell you to." "Yes sir." "Pull down your dress," he ordered her. She did, quickly, releasing her beautiful, enormous breasts. "Our driver's name is David," he said. "Tell David what a filthy whore you're going to be tonight." "I'm going to be a nasty cock-whore tonight, David," she said without hesitation. "I'm going to do whatever my master tells me, because all I care about is pleasing him." "Tell David how you're going to start." "I'm going to start by sucking his cock right now," she said. "That's right. Good girl." She felt his hand pulling her face down into his lap, and she leaned over and took his cock deep into her mouth. He thrust it in all at once, roughly, and she felt the tip push down her throat. As she pulled away, fighting the impulse to gag, she tasted a trail of salty precum lacing across her tongue. She wrapped her lips around his cock and began sucking gently, working up and down the shaft, pausing every so often to gently suck just the tip and flicker her tongue against the underside of the tip in a way she knew drove him crazy. She was rewarded with another jolt of precum, and the sensation of his cock growing harder in her mouth, throbbing. He was softly moaning now as she began sucking more quickly, and moving his hips slightly to thrust up into her mouth. Her red lipstick left smears around the base of his cock, and after he pushed his cock down her throat a few more times she could feel her heavy eye makeup starting to run. All at once he was pulling on her hair, roughly yanking her face away from his cock and pushing his tongue into her mouth. He broke the kiss and pushed two fingers into her mouth, and she sucked them luridly. The next moment, he was pushing her back down, pushing his wet, hard cock past her lips and into her mouth again, and she felt him tugging up the hem of her dress. His two fingers, wet with her saliva, found the tight bud of her asshole and began massaging it in slow circles, causing her to moan obscenely around his cock. She groaned as his first finger pushed into her wet, welcoming ass, just the tip at first, then all the way in. He slowly worked it in and out a few times before sliding in the second finger, and then pushed his two remaining fingers into her soaking cunt, at which point her moans became desperate and animalistic. He began fucking both her holes with his fingers, all the while talking to her in a slow, steady voice: saying her name, telling her she was a slut, a whore, promising that whatever was in store tonight, it was going to involve levels of degradation she'd only fantasized about. Her cunt was feverishly hot, and dripping onto the vinyl seats of the town car, and she could feel his cock pulsing in her mouth and her moans quickened as she started to cum. "Yes, yes," she tried to say through her very full mouth. "Mmmh god fuck ohhhhhh." As she was starting to climax, he pulled his fingers out of her holes and moved both hands to the back of her head, holding his cock deep as he released ropes of hot cum into her mouth. "Don't you dare swallow," he said, gasping through his orgasm. "You don't get to cum yet because you broke the rules, and if you swallow that cum you're not going to be allowed to get off all night." He pulled her head away slowly, allowing her to slurp all of the salty cum into her mouth as she sat up. "Sit there," he said, his fingers still laced into her hair. "Turn to the side so that David can see. David? Have a look at the filthy whore you have riding in the back of your car." The driver's eyes, foxlike and cruelly lustful, met her in the rearview mirror. She kept her lips pursed together. She waited, feeling the massive load of cum still hot on her tongue, her eyes still watering slightly, black trails beginning to form at the corner of her eyes. "Now push your tits together," he said. "You know what to do." She looked him in the eye, the way she knew he liked, and slowly drooled his cum all over her tits, drop by drop, massaging it into her breasts gently, pinching and tugging at her nipples, her breasts now glistening. She felt the car slow to a stop. Still on the upper east side, meaning they must have been driving in circles. "Pull your dress up, slut," he ordered her. "We're just getting started." My Pet Meg Ch. 02 Meg looked around nervously as the car slipped into a parking garage and ascended several levels before pulling to a stop in a remote corner of the garage with a view of the Manhattan skyline. Her master reached down to the floor and pulled something out of a leather bag - her collar. He only made her wear the collar when he was going to make her do truly degrading things - like the time he'd made her suck him off during a carriage ride around the park, or the time he'd had her pick up the gray-haired man in a hotel bar and fuck him in a nearby stairwell. He fastened the collar around her neck and kissed her sweetly, flicking his tongue in and out of her mouth and smoothing her ruffled hair. "Remind us both again of what you are," he whispered softly. "I'm a whore," she said. "I'm a slut." "And whose whore?" he asked. "Whose slut." "Yours." "Yes," he said. "All mine. And that means your pussy is mine too." "Yes," she said. "It's yours to do with as you please." "Good." He kissed her again, a long, lingering kiss that grew in intensity until he was pressing her against the seat, running his hands over her breast, digging his fingers into her back as he held her close to him. She felt her pussy growing warm again, felt wetness between her legs and a desire for his cock, which was out and still wet from her saliva but limp. "Do you want to fuck me?" he asked. "If that's what you want." "Good girl," he said. "But I can't fuck you because you've made me soft. You'd better make me hard again." "How would you like me to do that?" She felt his fingers slip into the metal loop on the collar, pulling her face close to his, the leather loop digging into the skin of her neck. "Get in the front seat," he said. She leaned in to kiss him again but he pulled back, then turned away from her. She opened the car door and walked unsteadily around the car, hearing David and her master exchange words but unable to make them out. David slid over from behind the wheel and into the passenger seat, which he cranked as far back as it would go. He already has his cock out when she opened the passenger door. He was handsome enough, blonde and square jawed and younger than he seemed from the backseat. He had fox-like, narrow blue eyes that unsettled her, but his cock was big enough and throbbing from the show she'd put on earlier. She straddled him, taking his cock in her right hand, and pulled the door shut behind her. David immediately began kissing her neck, running his tongue over the soft skin below her ears and flicking his tongue into her ear in a way that made her laugh. As soon as the first laugh escaped her throat, she felt the collar tighten as David gripped it hard, pulling her head back sharply. "David is not going to talk," came her master's voice from the darkened backseat. She could barely make out his face, backlit by the bright parking lot lights. If anyone were to come by, they would see her and know what she was doing. "What would it please you for me to do?" Meg asked. "It would please me if you would fuck him of course," her master said. "Yes sir," Meg said. "Can I come while I fuck him?" "There will be plenty of time for that later," he said. She kept her eyes open and locked on her master's eyes as the stranger pawed at her body and yanked down the top of her dress. He pushed her back against the dashboard, suckling her tits, which were still covered in his drying cum. She hiked up her skirt and held his cock straight with one hand as she eased herself onto it, allowing the thick, pulsing tip to slide easily into her wet folds and lowering herself onto it slowly, feeling the way it filled her up. When she had half of it inside her, she felt David's hands clutch her hips and pull her the rest of the way down, and the fullness of his cock thrust inside her made her gasp. As David suckled her and his bare dick throbbed inside her, she kept her eyes locked on her master, whose hand was now working the slowly stiffening cock in his lap. She smiled when she saw how much it pleased him - how after sucking him off not moments before he could get hard again at the sight of her being used by this stranger. She felt another flare of arousal, and when she started moving on David's cock it slid in and out of her slickened cunt easily. She rode him gently at first, bouncing a few times before taking him to the hilt and just grinding her hips, feeling her clit rub against his pelvis in a way that promised the start of an orgasm. But David started grinding his hips back against her, and she felt his fingers tighten on her hips as he started to take control. "Don't just fuck him," her master said. "Talk." "I can't focus on anything but his hot cock in me," she said. "It turns me on so much that I just met him ten minutes ago and now I'm riding his dick like a cum-hungry tramp." David apparently liked this, because he began making animal grunts and bouncing her up and down on his cock, their bodies making slick sounds as the shocks on the car's front axle squealed with each thrust. He slapped her ass hard once, then again, and she could feel the hand-shaped welt burning. "I love fucking strangers for you," Meg said. "I want to be your good little whore." "You are," he said. "You're such a good, nasty little whore." Her master's cock was fully hard now, and he was slowly stroking it while David's thrusts became more and more intense. David was running his hands all over her body, squeezing her breast one second and then yanking on her collar the next. She felt a spreading warmth growing in her core as his hard dick hit that secret spot deep in her, and she knew she would come soon and started groaning in counterpoint to David's crude caveman grunting. "Are you going to come?" her master asked. "Yes," Meg said. "Ohh, oh yes. Oh god I am." "David?" he said. Immediately, David stopped thrusting and she felt a searing pain as he slapped her ass, much harder than the last time. David's other hand immediately went to Meg's collar and formed a fist around the back of it, pulling the leather strip tight against her throat. "What did you do wrong, my pet?" her master asked. "I don't know." "You do know." "I forgot to ask permission?" she said. "That's right," he said. "I was very much looking forward to watching you come all over David's cock, but I'm afraid I can't allow it now." "I'm sorry." "David?" he said again, and immediately Meg felt two of David's fingers shoved down her throat. She gagged lightly, then began sucking the fingers and grinding her hips on David's cock, moaning lowly and keeping her eyes locked on her master. "Good girl," he said with a grin. "You understand, don't you, that this is nothing compared to what is in store for you later tonight? This is just...warming you up." She couldn't speak with David's fingers down her throat, so she just nodded lightly and moaned again. "You're going to take men in your mouth, and in your pussy, and in your tight asshole tonight," he said. "They're going to pass you around like a party favor, gag you with their dicks, make you suck their balls like a gutter whore and lick the taste of your own holes off of their cocks. And you're going to do it all to please me." David pulled his fingers out of her mouth and she immediately said, "Yes, yes I am, I'm your fucking slutty whore and I'll do anything you tell me." She'd barely finished the sentence when David's fingers pushed into her ass and she let out a long, primal moan. It was her favorite sensation - both of her holes filled up at once, though she would've preferred it was a cock in each hole, and another for her mouth. But it was enough to make her pussy clench hard around David's cock, which caused his grunts to reach a new pitch, one that meant he would be coming soon. She redoubled her thrusts, riding his cock hard and leaning back so she could push her breasts together and push them into his face. "I'm your whore, David," she said, keeping her eyes on her master. "Use me. Use me, oh fuck, use my cunt. I want to feel your hot cum, David. I want you to pump your cum inside of me like a filthy rented slut. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" David buried his face in her chest and she felt his body tense as he released a monstrous groan and a massive load of cum into her pussy. She felt the hot jizz squirt into her in bursts - one, and another, and another, each timed to his grunts, again and again and again until he gave one last mighty thrust and his whole body collapsed like a machine that had been suddenly switched off. He gasped desperately into her breasts for several moments, his cock slowly going soft inside her. She kept her eyes on her master, relieved to see the smile on his face and the stiff dick in his hand: she had pleased him. David pushed her back, sliding his softened cock out of her, his gestures heavy. He slipped a hand between her legs and she felt him slide his fingers into her cunt, in and out for several long moments until he withdrew it, his fingers glistening with a mixture of her wetness and his own cum. He pulled her collar back again, forcing her to arch her back and open her mouth, and he smeared the mixture across her face and then shoved his fingers into her mouth. She clamped her lips down, tasting the salty cum and pussy residue. David pulled his fingers out of her mouth and leaned forward to try to kiss her, but she palmed his face and shoved him away, hiking up the straps of her dress and pulling open the passenger-side door. It was against her principles to kiss a stranger on the mouth. She wasn't that kind of girl. My Pet, My Prey I stand in the shadows under the trees, watching you through your curtains as you get ready for bed. Your hard lean masculine frame silhouetted against the light from within the room. I wait; patience is the hallmark of my race. You let your dog out for a run and turn the lights off, foolishly leaving your back door open. Your dog can sense me and looks in my direction, whining in fear he slinks back into the house. "Soon my sweet, soon I will have you." The full moon casts a glow over the landscape as I silently walk from the trees out across the lawn and up to the pavers surrounding your glass doors. "I can smell you my pet, your scent lingers in the cool night air." My hunger continues to grow. I stand by the glass doors and gently push them open. Your dog flattens itself against the tiles and shivers in terror. I crouch down and soothe him with my soft hands and he falls into a deep peaceful sleep. Standing up and scenting the air, I search for you in this unfamiliar house. I pad across the carpet following your rich intoxicating scent to your room. I find you asleep tangled up in your white linen sheets. You are on your back and one hand is flung over your face. It is dark in here but I can see you perfectly. You have such broad shoulders and a strong chest...... "I have come for you my pet." I stand at the end of your bed, dressed in black knee high leather boots, black lace g-string and matching bra. My full length leather coat hangs to my ankles. I softly purr your name................you awaken with a start. "Who's there!" you cry, reaching over to turn on the light. You sit up in bed and stare at me in shock, taking in my waist length black hair, my yellow eyes, my leather jacket. Your eyes widen when they take in my bra and g-string. I sense your arousal. I smile revealing my long white fangs. I shrug out of my jacket and let it slither to the floor. I uncoil my whip and let it crack against your shoulder. You scream in pain but fall back on the bed. "Very good my pet," I purr, "You are a fast learner." I place my hands on the soft bed either side of your feet and slide myself up your body on my hands and knees. I reach your head and stare deep into your eyes. They widen with fear as you take in my yellow cats eyes and long fangs. I lie on top of you and feel your hard arousal against my body. I stretch myself against you, unsheathing my claws momentarily. The whip I drop to the floor. I start to softly purr and stroke your face. I kiss your warm skin. "Can you feel my breath on your face my sweet?" I rub my face against yours, purring at the feel of your skin against mine, drenching myself in your scent. Your arms reach for me and you run your hands over my back, stroking and caressing. I arch my back in pleasure at your touch. I kneed your shoulders with my fingers, being careful not to unsheathe my claws. You are not of my race you are too delicate too fragile. I sit up and crouch either side of your hips. I fling my long black hair over my shoulders. Your penis jumps beneath me....mmmmmm you are almost ready my sweet. I reach behind me and un- hook my bra, revealing my small round breasts to your gaze. Your hands grab my hips and pull me onto your hardness through the sheet. I lean forward placing my hands either side of you head and rub my breasts against your chest. You moan and thrust your hips against me. I kiss you hard on the mouth; you kiss me back, flicking your tongue into my mouth. You wrap your arms around me and pull me hard against you. I writhe and yowl as I feel your hardness and heat pressing against me. Your scent is intoxicating me. Desire is flashing so high within me. Soon I must have you my pet. I effortlessly push you away with my arms and swing my long legs over the side of the bed. You sit up trying to capture me. I hiss at you in warning, baring my long fangs at you. You wisely stay still. I stand before you with my boots and my g-string. I begin to rub my hands over my body beginning with my breasts and stomach. I sway from side to side, flinging my hair out of the way. I start to purr as my hands make their way to my g-string. I slid my fingers underneath the elastic and wriggle my hips as my hands slid them down my long, long legs. I fling them off on to the floor and begin to stoke myself between my thighs. I hear you gasp and moan I watch you slide the sheet off your body. I see your hard erection, I smell your desire. I crouch menacingly, my eyes becoming dangerous slits, and I pounce on the bed softly growling. I move so I am facing away from you, on all fours. You hesitantly kneel behind me and grasp my slender hips in your rough hands. I purr with delight. "Ahhh yes you are a quick learner my pet." I feel the tip of your hard penis against my wet opening. I arch my back and start to growl with desire. I unsheathe my claws and begin to kneed the bed with my frustration. You begin to rub your penis against me, teasing me and taunting me with your sex. I undulate my hips, purring with lust. I feel your hands tighten around my hips. I brace myself as you thrust hard and deep within me. I throw my head back and yowl with pleasure. You feel so cool within me. I hear your gasp of delight as you realise how hot, tight and wet I am. I move backwards meeting your every thrust. I hear your moans and sighs my pet, I feel your penis glide in and out of me. You are so big and fill me so well. I feel the heat curling and tightening within me, I begin to pant with the pleasure and start to arch my back and push against you as I ripple against your penis. You feel me tighten and thrust harder and faster with in me. I feel you tremble with your own pleasure. I throw back my head and scream as wave after wave of pleasure crash inside me. I feel you slam into me and come deep inside me with grunts of pleasure. I collapse on the bed and pull you down with me. I purr in pure contentment. I hold your softening penis inside me. I gently move from under you and crawl up the bed to lay with my head on your pillow. You follow and we are lying side by side facing each other. You stare at me. "Who are you?" you whisper. I smile, my fangs glistening in the lamp light. I reach up and stroke your sweaty face. My eyes take in the cut on your shoulder that my whip caused you. I reach forward and lick your shoulder, soothing and caressing. "What are you?" I purr and rub my face against yours. I run my hands over your shoulder and down your ribs. My purrs and my soft hands soothe you I watch your eyes close and your breathing slow. I will be back my pet. I am not finished with you yet. My Pet Pt. 01 It had been one of those days. Everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. I had just left the office after a twelve-hour day. On my way home I stopped off at my favorite bar, knowing that it was going to be packed with college kids. After all it was Friday, but I needed a drink. As I got out of my car, I could hear the music playing. I pulled off my tie, locked the car and walked in. One of the things I liked about this bar is that they didn't play the music so loud you couldn't talk with the person standing next to you. It was a condition I stipulated in the contract when I invested in it. I walked through the door and headed for the bar. Eddy, already behind the bar, he saw me and came over to say hi and pour my usual drink. As we talked about the crowd in the bar tonight and my hard day he began to pour a twenty five year old casket aged single malt scotch. I had no plans on staying late, I just needed to unwind before heading home to relax, watch the race maybe order a pizza. As I was finishing my drink, Eddy walked over and poured another for me. I was a little surprised, because I didn't ask for a second. When Eddy looked up at me after pouring he told me, "From the blond at the table in the corner, the small one with the two friends." I followed his outstretched finger and saw her staring at me. There was nothing extraordinary about her, she was very "plain" but there was something that kept my attention. I raised my glass to thank her and sat back down to enjoy my drink. I wonder if she knew how much this drink cost. When I looked back up, she was standing next to me. Eddy wasn't kidding. She was small. Five foot three and just over a hundred pounds. Her hair was short, just below her chin. It was straight except for the sharp curl at the ends. Her eyes were the most stunning things about her, an amazing deep blue that just captured me. I couldn't take my eyes off them. We introduced our selves and began to talk. She was twenty-three, a grad student finishing her engineering masters, applying to work for a motorcycle racing team. I smiled at that, I love racing, and so did she. My plans changed in that moment, the race could wait another day. I called Eddy over, asked if my table was open, and led her to the roped off staircase, past the guard, and up to the balcony. It was quiet here, allowing us to talk easier. We went ahead and ordered more drinks and some dinner. We talked about everything and nothing, getting into arguments about who was the best racer, the best team, the best motorcycles. All through this though I could not take my eyes off of hers. They were captivating. Before I knew it, it was two-thirty. Shannon, Eddy's wife and manager of the bar, came over to get our glasses and remind us that the bar was closing. Shocked at the time, I offered my new friend a ride to her apartment. When she countered by saying that that wouldn't be necessary, and I saw a slight grin on her face I knew what she meant. As we stepped out of the bar into the cool morning air, I noticed her shiver a bit. I took off my coat and draped it over her shoulders. She smiled up at me, towering over her at six feet tall. She leaned into me then, and our lips met in a short but powerful kiss. Unlocking my BMW, I opened the passenger door and helped her in. The drive to my house was short and quiet, nothing needing to be said, we just listened to the music on the radio. She was impressed with my house. A medium sized brown stone toward the edge of town, over looking the river. Being a senior vice president at a brokerage firm had its benefits. She was still wearing my jacket as we walked into the house. She asked questions about the paintings, sculptures, the architecture, all which I answered while I watched her walk through the house. I just watched her as she stood studying the suit of Japanese armor in my living room. I walked up behind her, placed my hands on her shoulders and leaned down and kissed the crook of her neck. She took a sharp intake of breath and moaned softly. I took my jacket off her shoulders, tossing it on the couch. Her top was tied behind her neck and open down the back. Holding her, I ran my fingers down her spine from her neck to the belt on her low rider jeans, feeling her shiver at my touch. Spinning her around, pure passion controlling my actions now I held her face in my hands and kissed her forcefully. She kissed me back with equal force, wrapping her arms around my neck tightly, allowing me to lift her and carry her to my bedroom. My bedroom took up almost the entire second floor of the house. As we stumbled into my room, I dumped her onto my bed. She looked up at me with lust in her eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed she reached up behind her neck and untied the strap there, allowing her top to fall, exposing her small firm breasts. I sat down as she stood up and began to take off the rest of her cloths. I was mesmerized as she moved her hips to unheard music. Smiling at me, she unbuttoned her jeans and slowly worked them over her hips and down her toned thighs, it was obvious she was a runner. Her black silk thong split her smooth ass into two hemispheres. She slipped her high-heeled shoes off and worked her jeans the rest of the way off her legs. Still moving her hips, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and began to take them off. "Wait," I said. She looked at me. "Come here." She started to walk toward me, "down." With a devilish grin she got onto her hands and knees and began to crawl to me. Keeping eye contact, she slid her hands up my thighs, over my stomach and up my chest. She pulled my head down and we kissed. She began to unbutton my shirt exposing my muscled chest and flat stomach. Kissing her way down my chest, she undid my belt and pants. I lifted my hips so she could work my pants off my legs. Leaving me only in my boxer briefs, she worked her way back up my chest, stopping to toy with my nipples. After letting her enjoy herself for a little while, I figured it was time to take control of the evening. I grabbed her hair and pulled her to me. A little surprised but not angered by the change in my demeanor, she responded with a passionate kiss, our tongues fighting it out for supremacy of our mouths. Breaking the kiss, I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. She laughed and rolled over as I climbed on the bed with her. I kissed from her knees up her thighs until I reached the V of her legs. I licked the crotch of her panties, smelling her musk and hearing her moan. She pulled her knees up as I moved up her body, kissing across her athletic stomach and stopping at her breasts, sucking and biting on her nipples. Moaning she dropped back all the way to the bed holding my head to her breast. "Mmmmmm, that's wonderful, don't stop." My hand shot up, grabbing her throat, scaring her at first. Seeing the pure lust in my eyes, and not feeling strong pressure on her throat, she looked up at me. I looked down, "I decide when I will stop, ok?" Realizing that this is a game, she nods. "Good," I reply and lean in to kiss her. "Now, I think I have something for you to do, don't you?" I ask as I roll over onto my back. Smiling she climbs on top of me and starts to work my briefs off releasing my modest dick. Tossing my underwear across the room she settles between my legs and licks the underside of my cock from my sack up to the tip, stopping there to lick the sensitive skin under the tip. Keeping eye contact with me, she opened her mouth and slid her lips down over the tip of my penis and slid down, deeper and deeper into her mouth, opening her throat and taking me all the way down. She came back up for air, "That's a good Pet." Looking at me a little, she starts to stroke me, "Um, I don't know if I like..." I interrupted her, "It's not what you like, Pet, you are here for me now. Understand?" Pausing too long, I ask again with a little more emphasis, "Do you understand?" "Yes Master," she replied. "No," I countered, "not Master, you will call me Daddy. Ok?" "Yes Daddy," she replied again, with a smile, and started sucking my cock again with more enthusiasm. For the next ten minutes she worked my cock in her mouth, rubbing the base and my sack with her hands. As I got closer to cumming, I began to move my hips up to meet her bobbing head. She could tell how close I was getting by the way I was moaning and by the urgency of my movements. "How does Pet like it? Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I asked. The only reply I got was a deep moan as I was in her throat, and an increased eagerness to make me cum. Smiling, I laid back and let her take care of me. She knew how to use her mouth and tongue to bring me to the brink of orgasm then back again. Breathing hard, I decided to be a gentleman and let her know, "Get ready Pet! Ahhhhh!" I gripped the sheets in both fists as I erupted into her mouth and she continued to suck the tip of my cock while jerking the base of my cock. She never broke eye contact as she swallowed the load of cum. I collapsed back onto the bed, my cock slowly deflating in her hands as she crawled up over me smiling. "Oh god Pet, that was wonderful, and for your good work you will be rewarded." Smiling down at me, her hair falling down like a golden curtain, she said, "Thank you Daddy, I'm so glad I pleased you." I reached up with my right hand, pressing it against her left cheek, my fingers in her hair, I still couldn't believe how soft her skin was, "Continue to please me, and you will be rewarded, but if you upset me you WILL be punished. Do you understand?" I asked. With a glint in those indigo eyes and her lips curled up in a small smile, she replied, "Yes Daddy, I understand. I will do my best to please you." With that I pulled her face down to me and kissed her. Rolling her on to her back, I began to kiss along her jaw line from her ear to her chin, down her throat, along her collarbone, down between her full breasts. I zeroed in on the left breast first, sucking the hard sensitive nipple in to my mouth, sucking lightly while I rubbed and pinched the right nipple with my fingers. Listening to my new Pet moan under me brought a smile to my face as I bit down on her nipple, causing her to pitch her head back and arch her back as a small orgasm flowed through her. After she relaxed, I started to move to her right nipple, kissing and licking across her chest and attacking her right breast. She wrapped her arms around my head to hold me there as I did a repeat performance on her right nipple. Once I was satisfied that she was sufficiently aroused, I continued my oral quest toward my ultimate goal, the golden valley between her thighs. I kissed down her tight stomach, causing it to undulate under my lips. I stopped for a brief second at her belly button, sticking my tongue into it and playing with her naval piercing, causing her to giggle. Moving on from her stomach I finally reached the waistband of her thong. I knew she was really turned on because I could smell her scent. She reached down to remove them but I grabbed her hands and told her I'd take care of it. I rubbed her thighs, spreading them. I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed -- I noticed for the first time tonight - in anticipation. Smiling I placed my mouth over her covered crotch and sucked in. I felt her hands on the back of my head as she lifted her ass off the bed moaning. I continued to tease her like that until I could tell she was frustrated beyond thinking clearly, I grasped the thin material at the sides and tore the only piece of fabric on her body. A little alarmed she asked me, "Do you know how much those cost?" I just laughed. Looking down at her, finally seeing her totally naked, I smiled. She had a small strip of pubic hair, about a half-inch wide and almost two inches long. Light golden curls matching her hair, I thought to myself "Good, she's a natural blond." Positioning myself between her legs, I slid my arms under her thighs and held onto her hands as I pressed my nose into her clit and finally tasting her juices. Holding her hands tightly, trying to keep her from moving, I licked from her puckered little asshole, all the way up to her clit, stopping there to suck it into my mouth and bite down on it. Because I had her so worked up before, it didn't take her long to cum, and cum hard. Before her release I could hear her groan, her breath becoming rough and ragged. Her body vibrated as I worked her clit with my tongue as she got closer and closer, finally falling over the edge. She let out a shriek as an orgasm consumed her that could have awoken the dead. I continued to lick her clit prolonging her orgasm until she finally freed her hands and started to push my head away from her. "Stop, please, oh god please stop! I can't take it anymore." Her chest was heaving. As she opened her eyes, I was looking down at her with a smile, "See what I mean by 'reward,'" I said. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face to hers, kissing me with renewed passion, apparently not disturbed by the taste of her own orgasm still on my lips. "Thank you Daddy," she said as she wrapped her legs around my waist, guiding my pelvis to finally meet hers. Looking straight into each other's eyes, Pet reached between us and guided my now hard cock into her waiting pussy. The heat coming from her was amazing. The tip of my penis found her opening and I began to push into her. She was amazingly tight. It was as if my cock were in a fist. As I slowly proceeded, she sighed and pulled with her feet on my ass. Not wanting to hurt her I went slow at first. I was about half way in when she had another orgasm. She let out another scream and scratched my back, almost drawing blood. I let her recover before proceeding, kissing her in an attempt to help her calm down. I was finally completely buried in her. The muscles of her pussy were convulsing as she held me tight with her arms and legs. When I felt her relax her grip, I looked at her and she nodded for me to start pulling out. Leaving only about an inch in her I began to push back in. She had relaxed by now and it was easier. I began to speed my tempo up and before long I was taking full long strokes in and out of her. The tip of my penis was hitting her G-spot on the instroke causing her to orgasm one more time. As her orgasm peaked, I reached the point of no return. The feeling of her pussy convulsing around me, her moans, the smells, everything finally pushed me over the edge and with one final thrust I began to ejaculate into her hot tight pussy, causing her orgasm to increase and peak again. As we both recovered, sweaty and catching our breath, but not wanting to let go of each other, my deflating cock finally slipped from her, causing her to shutter as a flood of our combined juices poured out of her. I finally rolled off of her onto my back, still breathing hard. She rolled with me, placing her hand on my stomach and her head on my chest. Nothing was said between us as we just lay there, basking in the after sex glow. We fell asleep shortly after. It was eight thirty when I finally awoke. We really wore one another out the night before, neither of us moved in the night. Pet was still lying on my chest. I had to stifle a laugh because she was quietly snoring. It had to be one of the most adorable and funny things I had ever seen. Gently rolling her onto her back, being sure not to wake her, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I decided I would draw Pet a nice bath. Walking through the shower/steam room (it was all custom built), I stepped to the edge of the jacuzzi tub and began running the water. I went to the cupboard and retrieved the vanilla and lavender bath oils and poured it into the filling tub. The tub overlooked the river, and at this time of morning the sunrise was gorgeous. I shut the water off and went into the kitchen, grabbed the pitcher of orange juice in the fridge and two glasses and took them back to the tub. I walked back into the bedroom and up to the bed. Pet was still soundly sleeping, I gently pushed the hair out of her face and bent down and gave her a kiss on the mouth. After a second she began to respond and woke up. "Mmmmm, good morning Daddy," she said as she stretched. "Good morning Pet, common I've drawn a bath." She took my hand and followed me to the bathroom. Admiring the set up and cooing over the tub. I helped her climb in. When she was settled I reached up to the panel beside her head and turned on the jets. Thankfully it was a large tub, so I climbed in also, facing her. We sat there relaxing, watching the sun off the water, drinking our OJ and just relaxing silently. We sat in the tub for about an hour before our stomachs alerted us of our hunger. We got out of the tub and dried off. Pet followed me to the bedroom wrapped in a towel. We made small talk as I pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and led her, still in her towel, to the kitchen. After a quick breakfast of eggs, bacon and coffee, I told Pet to start cleaning the dishes. "I'm sorry, what?" She laughed. With that I quickly grabbed her arm, spinning her around, pulling the towel from her body. I bent her over the table pressing her upper body into the cool surface of the table top and gave both of her ass cheeks a swift hard smack with my open palm. "OW!!!" She yelled back at me, "What was that for?" Leaning in close to her ear I said, "Remember what I said last night? Please me and you will be rewarded, upset me and I will punish you. Remember?" She nodded at me, I smiled back at her, setting her at ease a little. "Now, quickly, go wash the dishes." She collected the dishes and hurried to the sink naked, a red handprint becoming visible on each cheek. I sat down and watched her quickly rinse the dishes and place them in the dishwasher. "Detergent is under the sink," I told her. She opened the cabinet below the sink, bent at the waist, giving me a perfect view of her ass. The handprints had gotten darker by now. As she stood and turned to drop the detergent capsule into the dishwasher I saw the slight smile on her face, I knew that she was enjoying our little game. After starting the dishwasher, she turned and leaned back against the counter, "What now Daddy?" She asked. I replied with a devilish grin, forming a plan. ..................... Please let me know what you think. I'm open to suggestions for upcoming installments.