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Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 01

By: SirCarl



Chapter 1 -- The Beginning

I went to bed last night with warm thoughts about you. I imagined that you were lying next to me, with my left arm around you, holding you, teasing My nipples with one hand and your mouth as one of your legs slowly came up my leg until it was resting on My thick cock. Your nylon leg started to rub My cock, kind of teasing it as it began to grow. The soft moans coming out of your mouth, along with the beginning of your sweet scent entered my nose and ears. The realization that My nipples are sensitive surprises you and excites you at the same time. The more My body began to flinch with your actions the harder and more demanding your mouth and hand pulled, bit, sucked and tormented them driving my erection, and your need to be filled, to greater heights. By this time, with My moans getting louder, My hand has found your breast and your protruding nipples. I lightly and lovingly squeeze your breast and roll your nipple between my thumb and index finger alternating between pleasure and pain for you. As I continue moans are now coming out of your mouth as you press your body even closer to Me; your leg is becoming even more demanding against my cock. I inflict some pain into your nipple and it goes straight to you now swollen clit and soaking cunt driving you even more. As your leg is rubbing My cock, the movement of it causes your five-inch stiletto to push against My calf causing My body to flinch and jerk. 

The thought races through My mind of what a wise decision I had made in accepting the full time responsibility of you as My obedient sub. You seem to have only one objective and that is to give your Master all to make Me happy and pleased with you.

Our excitement is growing by leaps and bounds and even though I had taken you earlier when we had gotten to your new home. You were nude, except for the stilettos and thigh-high nylons, you had put on when we left the Bragg street location, in the kneeling position that you had practiced so much, and I had face fucked you with a hunger that appeared to have no boundaries. We both were fully hot and hungry for each other after all this time of dreaming about our coming together as One. The face fucking had delighted you because you had just learned that I do have a very big set of balls. With them slapping against your chin and throat a smile tries to come on your face, showing your pleasure in having a really big set of balls, for the first time ever, for your delight.

I had walked up to you taking your hair with both hands and as I started to pull you to Me, your mouth had instinct fully opened wide to take Me. Pulling on your hair I set the pace for you to give Me maximum pleasure. You had quickly learned the pace and maintained it using only your warm and wet mouth. After the first few minutes, I told you to take you hands, with your palms up, off of your legs and to finger fuck your cunt with one hand and torment your clit with the other. My instructions were simple, bring yourself to the very edge of the first of many orgasms but do not cum. When you are at the edge, then put your hands up on My tits and breasts and give them pleasure.

My cock had swollen filling you dainty mouth and now reaching the beginning of your throat. Your cunt was now dripping and your sweet scent was strong, entering my nostrils adding to My enjoyment.

For some reason your mind races back to when we had first seen each other today and the smile that had come on your face as you saw Me signing the papers, making you My responsibility. Instinct fully that sight had caused and involuntary squeezing of your cunt muscles, surprising and pleasing you. We had walked out to the car, with Me firmly holding your arm, and had gotten in. As I backed out of the parking place the first words I spoke to you in the car were clear, concise and to the point. "Take your pants and any underpants off bitch, and do it now!"

It was amazing watching you. Your eyes got wide as a small smile cracked your lips while at the same time, knowing that your obedience is expected to be quick and complete, your hands reached for the flimsy belt, opening it, and then opening the top button of your pants. I was pleased as the smile on your face got wider and your eyes never left Me. The fact that you were not concerned about other cars and people around us made Me proud of you.

Quickly you raised you hips up and pulled down your pants and panties dropping them to the floor. Your clean shaved cunt appeared to be in the beginnings of becoming of being excited and needy. I reached beside Me and handed you a small box that appeared never to have been opened. You held it in your hand and gave me a questioning look. The box, labeled simply Lelo did not disclose its contents. "Open the box littleone put it in your mouth, get it wet, and insert it in your pretty cunt."

A big smile came across your face and you put both of your hands to work opening the box. "Leave the leash hanging out of your pussy and then throw the box in the back seat littleone." You held them only briefly in your hands before popping it into your mouth. Your legs already spread open, as you know to do, spread wider as you took one hand, opened your outer lips, and with the other hand, quickly inserted your new toy. Looking directly into my eyes you smiled and then leaned over and kissed Me on the cheek and then sat back down. I then handed you a package of Silk Reflections, a near black pair of thigh-high nylons, smoother than you have ever felt, and said, "Open them please littleone, and get them on your legs. If I guessed correctly, they should come up almost to that lovely pussy you have been keeping for Me." 

Smiling you said, "Yes Sir."

As the last one came up your beautiful legs I said to you, "Ok littleone, turn around, look on the back seat, get that skirt, and blouse. Put the skirt on, then turn, and face Me and take that shirt off and put the blouse on, so that you at least feel like the woman you are going to be." I saw the quick flash cross your smiling face, knowing that to do that your bare ass is going to be exposed to anyone around, or passing us, in other cars. Never hesitating, as I knew you would not, you simply said, "Yes Sir."

I knew that the actual period of time your lovely nude ass was going to be exposed to the world would only be very briefly. You did as I instructed and quickly slipped into the skirt smoothing it out over your legs. 

"This is wonderful Sir," you said as you turned toward Me and started to remove the shirt you had on.

Just as you had removed the old shirt I said, "And take that damn bra off littleone!"

"With pleasure Sir," you said grinning showing a broad smile to Me.

The site of your small pert and well-rounded tits made My mouth water and I smiled broadly at you. Still facing Me, with the blouse on, you began to button it and smiled when you realized that the top button was below your (My) tits. With that completed you leaned against the door, pulled your skirt up, spread your lovely legs putting one of them in my lap. In this position, your bare pussy was exposed to Me and you smiled, knowing what you were doing. "Being my little slut are you littleone?"

"Yes Sir, and proud of it," you said in a lower than normal voice. I knew you had been practicing talking in a lower more modulated sexy voice and that now you were showing me the result of all that practice.

"Ok slut, turn around and move you leg." You promptly took your leg off my lap, showing a pouty expression on your exquisite face. As soon as you had, I reached in front of my seat and pulled a box up, handing it to you.

"Oh Master," you said, smiling so big it was almost a laugh. Without waiting for instructions, you opened the box. You took one of the red five-inch stilettos out of the box and ran your hand over the fine calf leather before rubbing it against your cheek. "They are beautiful Master. I love them!"

You looked to see that they had real leather soles and you knew that they were anything but cheap. After the first one was on, you kind of wiggled you toes and then quickly put the other one on. Springing out of the seat you came over and kissed Me on the cheek while holding Me tight. "Master, they feel like a soft gloves on my feet," you said kissing me repeatedly.

"So, does that mean you are going to be happy being My stiletto slut?"

"Yes Sir, very happy!"

"Your world has changed littleone. Now we will see if you can walk in them after all that time of being in tennis shoes," I said laughing. "Sir, you will be proud of how I practice and learn!"

By this time, we were out of the downtown area of Raleigh and on the four-lane traveling toward home with a great deal less traffic, which meant that I could pay more attention to My littleone and worry less about traffic.

"I am a little worried about walking in these Sir. I do not want to disappoint you and I may need a little practice before I am comfortable going public in them. Please understand me Sir; I will wear them as you wish."

"Good girl," I said as I pulled the car over to the shoulder of the road and came to a stop. I reached over with My right hand for her as she leaned toward Me. Putting My hand on the back of her head I took a hand full of hair and pulled on it while at the same time pulling her towards Me. As we grew closer, her eyes closed ever so slightly and her warm eager mouth came open to meet mine.

Controlling her by her hair allowed Me to control the pressure and some of the temperature of our first real tongue-to-tongue kiss. It was past anything I had dreamed of and as her breathing increased, I allowed her to come fully into Me. As we parted for some air she said, "I love you so much Master. I will be the best sub ever and you will never want or need another. I am yours, completely and fully. Use me as you wish Master, I am here to please only You."

"I love you very much littleone and so far you are showing Me that I made a wise decision. Now, we need to do something else. Reach over behind the seat and you will see another shoebox. Get it and let's try those on you."

"Yes Sir," she said smiling and behaving like a little girl. She got up, stuck her beautiful ass in the air and reached for the other box. Inside was another pair of stilettos but in this case they were black in color and had only a four-inch heel.

"They are beautiful Master. I love them! Do you want me to put them on Sir?"

"Well it is not necessary, they are the same size. However, if you want to slip them on, admire them, and then put them back in the box that will be ok. I call them your 'training heels' and sometimes 'work' heels."

She put them on, admired herself in them and then put them back into the box, placing the box on the rear seat so she could reach them. As soon as she was once again seated, I looked admiringly at her and said in a soft but firm voice, "Come here please littleone. You are free to kiss Me and please Me as you wish before we start home."

Never in My life have I felt such genuineness, sincere and unhindered love coming from one woman. She held Me and kissed Me and after a few minutes, she took her right hand and opened the snaps on My shirt, exposing My chest and protruding nipples. With her left hand still around My neck, she dropped her head to My breasts, kissing both of them while licking My nipples with her tongue. Then she took one of them in her mouth as her left hand came up and started to squeeze My other breast and nipple. I thought I was in heaven. The site of her, with her up on her knees, her endearing ass in the air with her exquisite sexy heels flattering and accenting her gorgeous legs, all pointing toward the other door.

Soon her right hand drifted, or rather went directly to my crotch. With easy soft strokes, she gently massaged My cock with a naturalness that I felt throughout My body. All I could do was rub her delightful ass with one hand and hold her head with the other. Finally, I took My right hand and ran it up her flared A style skirt to her enlarged, swollen, wet cunt. Teasing her cunt, and lightly tormenting her clit, while seeing her squirm was a pleasure beyond words. I felt the leash of the "toy" that I had her insert and knew that all of this time she had practiced her cunt (pubococcygeus) muscles was, and now is paying benefits. She was easily holding the "toy" in and I was so proud of her.

In what seemed like an eternity, she finally came up for air and to rest a minute or so. Or so I thought. Wrong. As she came up, I got two of my fingers wet with her juices and pulled them up to her mouth. Without having to be told what to do, she raised one of her hands and placed it around My hand. With firmness and affection, while smiling from ear to ear, she took My fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. Once done with that she then licked them clean.

With all the love in the world coming out of her eyes she looked at Me, and in a low sexy and haunting voice said, "Sir, please, may I have your cock. I want to taste it so bad."

Not wanting to discourage her, but trying to be realistic, I said, "Yes littleone, for a few minutes, but it is not going to be easy with the gearshift here. Open My pants and try to help yourself."

She once again got up on her knees and leaned over the gearshift and took my semi-erect cock into her warm, wet, mouth. She fondled it and played with it for a few seconds and then did an amazing dance on it with her tongue. She literally made love to My cock with her tongue, even though she was stuck between My stomach and the steering wheel. All at once, as My hand had slid back up to her now dripping cunt, she buried me fully in her luscious mouth. The more she moaned and groaned the more I allowed her to continue. Finally, when I thought she was about to orgasm from My playing with her cunt and clit, I told her to come up and kiss Me.

"Happy littleone?"

"Yes and no Sir. I am really happy about your cock. It is so much thicker than I dreamed it could be. Never have I had one so thick. It's wonderful and stretches my mouth so I think I am full. Master, I want to cum. May I cum for your pleasure Sir?"

"Not now littleone, but soon you will cum and cum for My pleasure." With a little girl's pouting face she simply said, "Yes Sir," and moved back over to the other seat turning so that she was facing me. I noticed that some of the training had taken effect on her as several times I had seen that she never closed her mouth or her legs in My presence. 

As we came to an exit I had been looking for I told her to tuck her blouse in as we were going to get a drink and something to eat. "How is your 'toy' doing littleone?"

Grinning, like a child with a new toy, she said, "Oh Sir, it is so delightful. That rolling around and slight vibration is keeping me so excited and wet."

"Take the makeup kit I brought you and put on some lipstick and fix your face only a little. Brush your hair please littleone."

"Are we going to get out Sir or go through the drive-through? I don't know if I can handle these five-inchers well or not Sir and I do not want to embarrass you."

Smiling at her, and to confuse her only a little, I said, "Suffer bitch, you have to learn sometime."

"Yes Sir."

I, once again, was so proud of her. She did not refuse, which is not within her rights, and she did not whine about it either. Because of her doing as she is supposed to do, obeying without question, I decided to have a little fun with her.

"Well littleone, I really want to take you in there so that all of the women can be jealous of you and all the men envious of Me. But if you want I will offer you a choice, I had a number of orgasms planned for you between here and the house. You can give up one of them and we will stay in the car or you and I will go in and on the way home, you will get all of them. Which way do you want it littleone?"

Looking Me directly in the eyes, and with an expression of profound love on her face, she simply said, in that low succulent voice, "Sir, you are my Master. Do with me as you please. I will do my best with whatever is your decision."

My God, I thought. I really do have the perfect woman for Me. With that I made My decision, we would go through the drive-through and continue on our way with no deductions from the orgasms I had planned for her between here and her new home.

"littleone, I know sitting there it is hard for you to keep your legs separated. You may put them together if it is easier for you." "Thank you Sir."

She finished "painting" her face just as we drove up and I placed the order for both of us. I handed her the bag, after putting the drinks in the holders, and she immediately took out the sandwiches I had ordered, opened mine up for eating so I would not spill any of it and handed it to Me. "Drink and eat littleone, I know you have got to be thirsty and hungry."

I drove on and we quickly finished our meal. When she seemed relaxed some I said to her, "littleone, there is a button on the seat there that lets the seat back lay down. It is electric. Lay the seat back all of the way and pull your skirt up to your waist. Open your blouse so I can see those fantastic tits you are keeping for Me. I want to play with you."

As My littleone moved her skirt up and opened the slick black blouse that had been rubbing across her bare nipples, further invigorating her arousal, I pulled the car once again on to the wide shoulder of the road. Leaving the motor running I walked to the back of the car and got a few items that I felt would further rouse her and drive her to even more concentrated orgasms. As I opened her door, she looked at Me with a questioning expression on her face. I expected this and was proud that she did not question Me. She is really trying to show trust and know that I only want the best for her. 

"Littleone," I said, "these items are to help you and to give you a different experience with your orgasms. I am putting these eye blinders around your head. You will notice that they are very soft against your eyelids. The purpose is to not allow yourself to be distracted and you will find that your other senses will concentrate on your genital area. The next item is a strap that will go around you and the back of the seat. It is going to be there but it is not so tight that you cannot move your arms and reach your cunt when I direct you to do so. The whole purpose it to allow you to fantasize that you have been captured and are completely helpless. The last item is a binder that I am attaching to each of your legs. It makes it so that you cannot close your legs and are thus your sex is completely exposed to your 'capture's' desires. Relax littleone, and know there is nothing you can do to prevent what is going to happen to you."

Shyly, in her newfound soft voice she said, "Yes Sir. I am yours; use me for your pleasure." "Littleone, you are not securely bound and with very little effort, if you had too in an emergency, you can pull your arms from under the strap and make yourself completely mobile with little effort. Now, fantasize that you have been captured, do not know where you are going, and are helpless."

I bent down and kissed her fully on the mouth, whispering at the conclusion, "I love you My sub."

I walked around the car and got back in, put it into gear, and came up to the speed limit, setting the cruise control on that speed. With that taken care of, I then open the center console and took out a long soft feather.

The site of her, with her eyes covered, her mouth barely open, down to her pert well-rounded beautiful bosom, with her increased breathing, to her nylon-clad legs was a site to behold. I took the feather and imperceptibly ran it around and over her facial cheeks and then down and around her neck, teasing her and increasing the sensitivity of her sweet skin. Her breathing increased slightly as the feather worked its way down to her breasts, with her nipples already erect and pulsing. Around each breast and up to the nipples I repeatedly continued to harass and excite her for My pleasure. Then slowly I let the feather work its way down her flat stomach, teasing it and playing with her. Finally I arrived at the top of her beautifully shaven cunt with the feather. As I pulled the feather up the center of her pink and swollen outer lips, she flinched and her breathing increased in depth. Around and around the feather went teasing all parts of her sex as it lightly passed over her now increasing clit.


Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 01



Putting the feather down I took My right hand and put My finger on her lips. She instantly kissed them and then opened her mouth allowing, and indicating she wanted Me to put them in her hot mouth. She hungrily sucked them and I quickly pulled them out, denying her the further privilege. Taking My now wet fingers, I ran the round each of her nipples, many times, and in fact put them back into her mouth to further wet them. 

As she wet them, I said, "That's a good slut." Finishing with my finger on her nipples, I started to gently massage her breasts with a very light touch. As her body movements started, ever so slightly, I began to increase the pressure on her breasts, rolling her nipples with light and then a little heavier pressure, watching her body movements and listening, with pleasure, to the low-level noises she was beginning to make.

I kept My hand on her, maintaining physical contact, so that I could be conscious of the sexual energy that was starting to flow between my lovely sub and myself. My hand went down to her sweet sex, playing around the edges to further torment her arousal. Her moaning and body movement increased as I touched her sex in various places.

Lubricating My finger from her juices provided Me the opportunity to observe that her hood only partially covered her clitoral gland. As I lightly touched her clitoral shaft with my index finger, she squirmed and moaned loudly. Very gently, I grasped the shaft of her clitoris with My thumb and index finger gently sliding the loose tissue covering her clitoris, primarily back and forth stimulating her further. Leaving her clitoris My finger slid down to her swollen lips and gently massaged her. She moaned and withered more and louder and I encouraged her with My words demanding she cum and cum now. Astonishingly she did, and came with a passion that even surprised Me.

With her orgasm consuming her whole body My touch switched to a very light stroke and with her clitoris now being extra sensitive I moved my fingers to her labia so as to maintain physical contact while she came down from her first orgasm with Me.

After a few minutes, she came down enough for Me to start over with her. With My hand on her sex, I gently inserted two of My fingers, letting her enjoy the feeling of having something in her vagina. At first, I made no movements or very slow movements caressing her vaginal walls deliberately not thrusting My fingers in and out. As her hip movement increased, once again, and her moaning was getting stronger, I moved my fingers up to her urethral sponge and started with a gentle massaging of that wonderful piece of womanhood. Back and forth, with less and more pressure, invigorating and arousing her to innovative heights of pleasure.

Realizing what was happening to My precious sub; I pulled the car once again on the wide shoulders of the highway and came to a stop. I leaned over her, kissed her on the cheek, and then whispered in her ear. 

"Littleone, you are going to cum, and cum hard, in a few minutes. Listen to Me; you are not going to do what you have done in the past. Your past life is over and this is your new life. We both are going to make you cum and when you feel that you can no longer withhold your orgasm, you are NOT to attempt to not to pee, regardless of how much you think you are going pee. When your orgasm comes, instead of constraining your muscles and tightening up, you are to let loose and push out, and push hard. Do you understand Me sub?"

Hesitantly, she said, "Yes ... Sir."

I took My right hand fingers from her sex, stuck them in her mouth so she could taste herself, and then replaced them with the fingers of My left hand. Gently, ever so gently, I started once again on her urethral sponge working on the stimulation of it, observing her body movements to know where the most sensations came from, with complete abandonment. I leaned down, kissed her, and then put My right hand on her nipples rolling them constantly between my thumb and index finger. 

As her hips gyrated more and more I than said to her, "Take your right hand and work your clit. Stick three fingers of your left hand in your mouth. Finger fuck your mouth sub."

I continued with light and heavy pressure on her sponge delaying her orgasm as much as I could. As her movements and body language increased in intensity, I helped her along. Finally, when I sensed she was going to cum, as she never had, I said to her once again, "DO NOT FIGHT THE ERGE TO PEE SUB! PUSH OUT!"

All hell broke loose. Her orgasm and complete loss control, it seemed to last, forever. To my absolute delight, she was "squirting" and squirting in pure gushes. She soaked My arm and part of the carpet in the car. I kept the pressure up on her urethral sponge as she continued to ejaculate from her urethra. When the flow began to cease, and her orgasm slowly started to dissipate I eliminated the pressure on her sponge. Keeping My fingers in her sex, I let her come down to almost normal breathing before I removed My fingers.

Taking her fingers out of her mouth, I leaned up and kissed her fully, as her arms came up around Me and held me so very tight. After a few minutes, I put My fingers in her mouth to clean and then I lifted myself from her and released the strap around her. I then took the cover off her eyes, kissed each one, and then released the holding strap from her beautiful legs.

"Put the seat up littleone and if you want a cig, light one." With that, I put the car in gear and once again restarted our journey home.

Sitting up, she lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and then looking at Me, and said, "Sir, please, may I ask something?"

"Yes littleone."

"Well, several questions if I may. Where in the hell did you learn that and will it ever happen again to me?"

"Well I'm not going to tell you. But, I will say that if everything is 'right,' I can make that happen with my cock. Second question, yes it will. I have a question for you. How contented are you now that you are my sub, slut, whore, and that I own you?"

"Completely Sir, totally and completely."

"Including the almost full time use of the stilettos littleone?"

"Oh yes. My God yes Sir!"



Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 02



With that reassurance from her, I put the car in gear and started once again for our home. My thoughts covered several different aspects of My new journey in life with her. I liked her sweet wistfulness and was really quite impressed with how truly beautiful she was now that I was finally able to put her in decent and classy clothes. Overall, so far, I was pleased with her even though I knew it was going to take time to teach her the actions, mannerisms, behavior, and attitude of being a classy lady in public. Her general attitude and how she had seemingly taken the "long-distance" training to heart, giving the correct responses and adapting to honestly being My sub as she claimed she wanted, and needed, to be. I had been paying particular attention to her eyes and facial expressions and this only confirmed what I wanted to believe in My heart.

Thinking of what was yet to unfold this afternoon and evening was causing a sweet dull ache in My groin.

I had decided to ease her into My proclivities, as I preferred to see her open and bloom as the morning glory or a flower in its height of beauty. I could be a brute and take from her what I want, but only a true Master can conquer her mind, body and spirit and make her crawl across to Me and beg Me to take her, and it was the latter that I preferred.

I know that her sexual experiences have only been with lesser men, men of little talent or appreciation of what potential this woman, under them, fucking them, had to offer. Lesser men, doing what lesser men do, fucking like an animal, thinking that they are great to her, had never taught, or given, her the emotions and sensations, that I had just let her have a taste of. I knew that none of them had ever given her the pleasure that she had just experienced and that was one reason she was quite now. Tonight I will offer her tenderness and begin the educational process as to the wonder her physical form embodies. Based on her last orgasm, I am all but certain that she clueless about such finer things. I intend on educating her a great deal in our lifetime together. All in due time I thought, but for now I should continue with some of the basics.

"Are you ok littleone?"

"Yes Sir, I was just thinking about some things."

"What were they?"

"How, if I had never been put in the place I was in, and written to Victor out of desperation, wanting, needing, someone to care for me, I would have never meet you Sir."

"Oh?"

"Yes Sir and how the hand of God intervened and sent that letter to you. I am so fortunate Sir that you took an interest in this poor, common girl, who has certainly made a lot of mistakes, and that you came into my life, offering me a real reason and purpose to live."

"Are you happy about that? I mean besides the fact that I got you released."

"Yes Sir, very happy."

"My reason and purpose was very different from anything you had known. What was the attraction to this style and form of life with Me littleone?"

"Sir, let me tell you that never in my life have I felt so loved, protected, and cared for as I do now. I dreamed while we were separated that you would continue and come to get me, make me honestly yours, and permit me to serve you, in any way you desire, the rest of our lives. I have loved, and do love, the thought that I would be yours, protected, and loved, cared for, and used as your toy to please you in any way possible. None of the other men I have known has ever had your strength, honor, or character. What you have offered me, and shown me through your lessons for me to learn, let me see the real me, a woman who needs, wants, and desires a strong and dominant man such as yourself Sir."

"Oh?"

"For example Sir, you have no idea of how you changed me with the first orders you gave me. Those orders on how I was to present myself, with the standing and walking stuff, the voice I was to use, and how I was to conduct myself in that hell hole, gave me visual evidence of your wisdom. Then when the descriptions started to come in, I saw clearly that you were describing how I really wanted to be. The one letter that said I could not be forced to do this, but that I had to ask you Sir, to accept the responsibility of me, scared me. I was afraid you would not. Not with all the problems, I had at the time.

"Then when you gave me the opportunity on the phone to ask you Sir, I was so excited. I was all but jumping up and down and certainly was squeezing my pussy. I could not wait to ask you. I knew I had to ask, even beg, if necessary, to get you to come fully into what at the time was my worthless life."

"Well," I said, "if I remember correctly the phone was cut off and you did not get My answer until My next letter. In fact, I told you in the next letter, and also the next time we were on the phone."

"I was so nervous Sir, but in My heart I wanted to believe that you would not have mentioned it if you did not want me to ask."

"True, and that's very perceptive of you littleone. If you learned all of your lessons that well, we should be very happy. When you finally got My answer, how did you feel and what did you do?"

"Honestly Sir, my legs were squeezed together and I jumped with joy. My smile was from ear to ear! You had just given my worthless life reason, purpose, love, and hope. Something I had never honestly had. Later, in my room, all alone, I did cry out of happiness for a short time. Then I got up and walked one foot in front of the other in your honor."

"Do you remember what I also said concerning asking Me?'

"Yes I do Sir. That statement almost scared me but then I thought about it. You said that I could ask to be accepted, and come freely to you, but that I was free to leave anytime, but that if I left, I could never come back."

"That is very true littleone. There are no exceptions to that rule."

"Yes Sir, I gathered that. Be assured Sir, that I will never, under any circumstances, leave you."

"Good, that is what I wanted to hear slave."

What a striking girl she is, I thought, although I had never thought this about her before that very moment. In her previous life, while just being a common girl, she had tried to look attractive, but she had never had the training and guidance to present herself as something she was not. That will change if she follows, to the letter, my instructions and learns. Her breasts are all most perfectly tear-shaped and her nipple tips were hard and pushing through the silky fabric of her new blouse. Her thighs are slender and supple and I like the way she continues to shift her weight in the seat. I looked at My new slave / sub, so obviously nervous under my gaze, and it pleased Me a great deal confirming that I am very important to her, and she does not want to lose Me and the opportunity I have given her.

"Karrie, My slave is never to hide anything from Me, is that understood?"

She nodded her head. "Sub," My voice getting a bit firm, "One thing I will insist upon, as I have told you in your lessons all these months, right now and will expect every day after, it that when I ask you a question you will answer Me by either saying, 'Yes Sir,' or 'No Sir.' Is that understood? If there is an explanation that I need to know, you will address each comment, either starting, or ending, with 'Sir.'"

Karrie, a bit shocked by My firm tone shook her head and then quickly corrected herself, "Y... Yes... S... Sir" 

I watched as she shifted, once again, from her left buttock to her right buttock, knowing that this small exchange had affected her nubile cunt and that she was not accustomed to a man's voice and words doing that.

"That's better littleone. Now we will begin. The second rule I insist you will obey is that you are never to be clothed when we are together alone, under any circumstance. Is that clearly understood?"

I watched as her flesh flushed red, embarrassed and mortified by what her Master had announced. But, her mouth betrayed her, "Yes Sir."

"Let me make myself clear littleone. Your normal attire is to be your stilettos and nylons. You will be considered "nude," or without clothes, in these. If you are working in the house, and you are more comfortable, the four-inch stilettos, with or without nylons, are ok. If you are not doing housework, then you will be in the five-inch ones. There are two exceptions, unless I tell you otherwise, and that is when you get up to pee in the night, or when you are getting into the shower. There will be times when I have you without any shoes. That is My decision."

A small smile cracked her lips, and she changed hips once again, and I thought, "Oh My God, I may have a little devil on My hands."

Well, after all, she did ask for this and she did go through months of training, so she should get used to the idea that her body will be, as I have told her many times, at My disposal. Her modesty amused Me. I loved the depth of her innocence, even though she had been with many men; I knew that this was an indication of the true depth of the untapped passion waiting to be awakened in her.

"littleone, you will never hide yourself from Me. You are mine, not just in name, but also in body, mind, and soul, and have been since you said your vows, from memory, to Me in the visiting room. The posture you will always assume, when you are standing or sitting, is with your arms at your side with your back arched and your shoulders pushed back. When you are sitting, in a public situation, your legs will be together at the knees and feet. Your shoes are to always be pointed in the direction I am."

"Yes Sir," littleone said, feeling incredibly exposed and her heart beating through her chest.

"Never, littleone, never, will you wear pantyhose unless I have told you directly to do so."

"Yes Sir, I don't like them anyway."

We were fast approaching an exit I had looked at earlier and I pulled off the highway. Shortly past this was a short paved road that dead-ended around a curve and had thick trees and underbrush on either side, making it very private. As I pulled off the highway, My littleone started paying attention but did not comment. As I went down the unused road, I turned around facing out. Stopping the car, I said to My littleone, "Be calm dear." 

I got out, went to the back to the car, and opened a box I had there. I took the items out and then walked up to the door she was sitting next to and opened it.

With the door open littleone looked up at Me as I extended a hand out to her. She easily came out of the car and stood for a few minutes, getting her balance on the five-inch stilettos. I heard her breathing deepen and thought to myself, "Ah, that new toy is, and has been, tearing her up emotionally and physically."

"Walk down the road dear until I tell you turn around and then walk back to Me."

"I will do my best Sir."

"That's all I want sweetheart." She started walking, a little wobbly at first and then appeared to gain her balance and did much better.

"Turn around baby and come to Papi."

She had been trying to keep her balance and at the same time making the effort to walk one foot almost in front of the other going both ways. After her being in tennis shoes for a year and a half, I was very proud of what, and how, she was doing.

As she came up to Me I held My arms out for her to come into and she did, putting her arms around My waist and lying her head on My shoulder. I took her hair in My hand after a minute or so and pulled her head back and kissed her deeply, loving and savoring her and the reactions she was showing.

"I tried Sir, honestly. I do not want you to be disappointed with me."

"Never fear littleone, you did good for the first time. I think you will learn quickly and be great at it."

"Thank you Sir. This is all so new to me, even though I have accepted my position, but I am still a little nervous. I do not want you to dismiss me. Pl... Please don't dismiss me Sir."

"You are mine littleone; every cell in your body, every thought in your head is mine. You have already surrendered to Me, and do not fear littleone; I will hold you tight and keep you close. I will protect and keep you and give you everything you will ever need, not necessary what you want, but need, forever. You will have but one thing to do for Me. You will obey Me, littleone, without hesitation and completely. Do you understand Me, littleone?"

Littleton's head was spinning, even though she had prepared for this time for many months, and she was losing her focus. She didn't know that words could actually hold weight like My words. To her surprise, she realized that she was not only hearing My words in her ear, but deep in her soul.

"Yes Sir."

"Yes Sir, what? Littleone, tell me what you will do immediately and completely."

"I will obey you Sir. I will obey you immediately and completely, Sir."

"Good girl, littleone. You will. And now I have a gift for you. Something for you to wear so that you will always remember your place with and for Me. So that you will always remember, littleone, how you feel this moment, completely submissive and open to Me, your Master, your Owner. Your place will always be at My feet on your knees, naked and availing yourself. In public, you will always be on My right side, one-half step behind Me unless I tell you, or motion, for you to change.

"Yes Sir."

Turning her around so that she was facing the car, and with her lovely ass toward Me, I leaned her against the car and pulled her skirt up to her waist, exposing her exquisite ass completely. The site of her bare ass, nylon clad legs and the "come-fuck-me" red stilettos was unbelievable. Once again, I felt that stirring in My groin. I was so proud that she had stood, with her legs apart, exposing her cunt, as she had been taught during the months of training.

I then took a high quality choker, not a dog collar, out of My pocket and placed it around her neck. The choker, which clasped firmly in the back, was made of sterling silver and adorned with cerulean stones in the front. The back of the choker had a wide stainless steel ring that fell right below the nape of her neck.

"This is the way you will wear this when we are in public, the stones being in the front. Quite lovely it is, made especially to match your eyes littleone. When we are alone, the choker serves as a collar, and will be turned so that the ring hangs in front, should I care to pull you around by it."

I told her to turn around and look in the mirror on the side of the car. She did and commented how lovely it was as she began to blink her eyes as if the word collar somehow woke her from a trance. I saw this look of puzzlement on her face.

"Yes, littleone, I said collar. You are My girl, My pet, My sub, My slave, and in a few short months, My wife and I demand that you wear this collar. Is that understood?"

Littleone continued to blink her eyes not sure what she had, and was now agreeing to.

"Littleone, I was hoping that I would not have to punish you on our first day, but your hesitancy is requiring I must, however, as a gift to you, I will give you another chance. Is that understood girl?"

She had been taught during all her months that punishment was to be part of her life. During our separation, the only actual punishment I could inflict was either no smoking or corner time. On one occasion, I did not let her phone for one week. So between the idea of getting actual physical punishment or the choker, she thought of as a collar, had her in a mid state of being shocked. She didn't know what punishment would actually mean, but she was not willing to find out.

"Yes Sir, understood."

"Good girl, littleone. Now I think you will rather enjoy your next lesson, as it has to do with your pleasure, something I suspect you are not yet aware of."

"No... Sir..."

I moved in front of her and having fastened the collar on her neck that she would wear as long as she was mine, and spun it around so that the stainless steel ring was under her chin.

Leaning down I kissed her fully on the mouth and then pulled back just a little and told her to look into my eyes and not to break her gaze. Open your blouse littleone."

As her blouse fell to the side, I gently began circling her breasts with My fingertip. Her flesh immediately reacted and goose bumps emerged where My finger had been dragged. Circling closer and closer to the center of her breast until I was slightly brushing her extended nipple I felt her posture weakening as this new pleasure began to overwhelm her. The action of her new toy in her now very wet pussy, and the reaction I was getting had increased her heavy breathing was exciting her rapidly.

I pulled the ring up so she would adjust the arch of her back and shoulders. I liked how I was able to convey this command to her with nary a word, just a strong tug.

As I was circling each breast, brushing over the tip of the nipples, she managed to hold My gaze with her. Then her eyes closed, as ecstasy was gaining and pushing her toward the edge. I quickly pulled on the ring again and twisted her nipple with medium force causing her to wince and her eyes to widen again, meeting mine. "Do not look away again, girl."

I did not wait for a response and continued to caress her breasts. I then started to trail down her stomach and to her knee. I saw her lower lip tremble a bit as indication of where I was going to explore next. Brushing My fingers over her mound I then placed My finger in her swollen pink fold and felt the moisture that was about to drip to the ground. I raised My eyebrow at her, and surprisingly she flushed with shame. Yes, at 31 she had had a number of lovers, but none of them had taken her mind so far into complete submission.

"What do we have her? It looks as if My sweet littleone is a wanton wet whore, after all. I am pleased."

She opened her mouth to say something, but did not fully understand what was happening to her body and why I could bring her to this state of arousal with only My words and actions. 

I took the droplets of moisture from her cunt onto My fingers and brought them up to her lips Her mouth opened automatically and she extended her tongue.

"That's a good girl. Lick all of your juices off My finger.

I plunged My fingers into her mouth directing her to suck them clean. I repeated this several times, plying her cunt and then her mouth as she showed perfect enthusiasm. I told her she would always do this.

Littleton's head was spinning a little. I could tell by the strength it was taking for her to try maintain some of her composure. She wasn't sure why and how all of this was happening, having such emotions ride on top of wave after wave of desire. All she knew was that whatever was happening, and why, she didn't want it to stop. This revelation manifested the faintest smile on her face, which I saw, and thought, it's time to move forward. I was pleased.

Such a beautiful creature, I thought, as I moved her away from the car. I could all but see "fire" licking her flesh and the juice of her cunt, glistening, told Me that she was swollen with arousal. Such perplexing feelings she must be having, only knowing that whatever was happening was triggering some very strong primal arousal in her that she had never felt before. Yes, she had had sex before, with different men, and had had some orgasms, but none had taken her this way or made her feel this way. She briefly wondered if the picturesque choker, as a collar, had anything to do with her comprehensive and unrestrained submission.

I loved this moment of her realization yet I knew that none of the women that had come before her had pleased Me so. None of them had the depth she possessed. Leading and guiding her to find and discover this depth of passion, was going to be enjoyable.

"You know where your clitoris is littleone? Have you played with your clit?"




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 03



Chapter 3 -- Full

Taking My time, I massaged her asshole, playing with it working to get her to relax. Slight gentle pressure, going round and round giving her a relaxing sensation. The baby oil on her asshole and on My latex covered fingers allowed an easy and gentle probing and stretching of her back hole. She moaned as I pushed gently against her sphincter muscle.

"Relax little slut!"

"Ohhh" she half said, followed by a low moan and a slight pushing of her ass toward Me.

"Relax slut," followed by a SMACK of My open hand directly on her ass. She shuddered, still tense and unsure. SMACK. She gasped and jumped at the shock of it. The pain flared from the impact spot, flaming across her body followed by one of My fingers invading her anus. She moaned loudly as My finger worked to stretch her open. She expelled a deep breath, willing herself to yield all to Me. Then My other finger went in the slut and I stretched her in two directions. She groaned a hungry sexy moan and wiggled her ass, as her sense of being filled grew while pushing toward Me.

My thought at that moment was, "I do believe I have an ass slut on My hands."

I slowly pulled My fingers out some, poured more lube on them, and then went back in, fingers spread open, and pleased how she had relaxed and was now moaning almost continuously while pushing toward Me as I continued to go in, deeper and deeper.

I added a third finger to the slut, which started to give her the sense of being so full. Pleasurably wiggling her ass, she then surprised Me.

"Master ... Master, please may I speak?"

"As long as you are not going to whine slut," I said as I continued to three-finger fuck and stretch her ass.

"No Master, no whining. I am so full, I thought I was going to explode at first, but now it is so glorious, I am so gloriously full! Ohhh My God!"

For good measure, I slapped her ass again. SMACK. Her whole pelvic region shuddered again followed by a strong thrusting out, wanting more. She was reveling in her fullness and the newfound pleasurable sensations sweeping through her. My new ass whore had gone into a seemingly continuous chorus of delightful groaning, moaning, and thrusting of her ass. A few minutes passed and then she spoke.

"Master ... Master, please, may I please cum for your pleasure?"

"Do you need to touch your clit whore?"

"No Sir, but I will come quicker if I do."

"No slut, wait," I said as I slowly withdrew My fingers out of her ass. She stayed down on her hands, gasping for air, as she gradually tired to regain what was left of her composure. Calculatingly, before her breathing had come to normal, I took off My latex glove, reached under her, and rolled both of her protruding nipples semi-hard, watching her flinch and her ass wiggle.

I reached down, flicked her protruding clit and then rubbed it. I could sense that her pubococcygeus muscles were very tight. She gasped for air as her pelvic region shook, and I told her, "Not yet slut, not yet." 

With her still bent over, and her ass up in the air, I reached for the butt-plug and told her, "Relax slut, I am going to take it out of your worthless cunt now that I know you are a true asshole whore. I pulled it out of her cunt, moved to the side some, and covered it with baby oil. I reached up and laid the smaller part in-between her ass checks.

"Lay your head on the seat slut and reach around with your hands and open your whoring ass for Me. As I started in her ass with the butt-plug I said, "Relax whore, and push out. This is going to become one of your new 'best friends'."

Slowly, ever so slowly I gently pushed it into her still open, accepting and receiving ass. When it was fully in, she breathed a sigh of pleasure and dropped her hands.

"Stand up bitch, and turn around with your legs spread."

My lovely and beautiful slave did as she was told, but was a little wobbly on her heels while letting her body adjust to her new pleasures. She moved a little toward the closed back door of the car to be able to lean against it and as she finished that small move, I came against her and took her in My arms, kissing her deeply and lovingly. Her arms instinctively came up around My neck and she held Me tight.

I had positioned myself so that one of My legs was in between hers. As I ended the kiss, I put one of My hands in her hair, pulling it just enough for her to know who was in charge, and where I wanted her to be. I laid her head on My shoulder, face toward My neck, which she began to lightly kiss and lick. I let this continue for a couple of minutes and then said to her, "Slut, it is getting late, we are not done here, and in a little while we will need to get started for home. 

Her choker was now going to become her collar. I turned it around so that the ring was in front, reached in my back pocket and got the chain leash out, and attached it to the collar. "Feel like a real slave now," I said, smiling at her while holding the leather strap holder at the controlling end of it.

"Master, since I gave you my oath, in my heart I have known I was your slave, what I was destined to be. This makes it ever so real and fulfilling."

"Good slut, I am pleased with your attitude. Come; let me take you for a short walk before you get to the rest of your duties here."

"Yes Sir. I have never been on a real leash before and have never walked in five-inch stilettos with a butt-plug up my ass. This is truly a first, on all accounts, for me Master."

As I pulled on her chain I said, looking over My shoulder at her, "And an experience I am sure you will come to love and look forward to."

I walked slowly allowing her to "find" her new legs and balance for about ten yards before stopping. When she got to Me, without saying a word I started us back toward the car. Once we were at the car, I stopped at the rear lift door of the car and sat down. She was standing as she had been taught, not looking directly into My eyes, with her legs spread.

"Stay," I said as I dropped the chain and stood up. I lit a cigarette for both of us and handed her one. I then walked to the driver's side and opened the back door. I put that seat "down" so that the entire car, from the front seat back, was now flat. There, lying on the floor was the last of the boxes that I had brought with Me when I came to get her. I opened it and took out the replica I had made of My erect cock, complete with a couple of "extras." The most notable "extra" was My replica balls, which were removable. The other little item was snaps attached to it where I could attach either a leather strap, or an elastic strap, to keep the dildo in her for any period of time I decided, with the balls attached or not. She was standing exactly where I had left her. I then walked around the front of the car and got the bottle of lubricant. I did not think she would need it, but I had it in case she did. "Pull your skirt up to your waist please slut, and sit down on the car."

She threw what was left of the cigarette away and sat down. "Raise your legs dear," I said as I handed her the dildo with the elastic strap.

She slid the strap and the dildo up her legs and then looked up questionably to Me. "Yes dear, what is on your mind?"

"Do you want me to leave my new toy in also Sir like we did with the butt-plug?"

"Did it hurt with the butt-plug or give you any pleasure slut?"

"No Sir, it did not hurt. It did have a good kind of strange feeling with the vibration and I felt so damn full. Like my pussy had expanded because I was so full."

"How is your new 'best friend' in your ass baby? Have you adjusted?"

"Kind of Sir. I have never had anything in my ass this long. It feels good in a strange way. I think you are correct Sir I do really like it. Much more, in truth, than I suspected I would."

She was just a beautiful sight to behold. My slut, sitting there in her five-inch red come-fuck-me stilettos, thigh-highs coming up almost to the very top of her thighs, skirt up around her waist, pert well-rounded, proud pear shaped tits with hard nipples sticking out of her open blouse, and an expression of complete submissiveness and love on her face. What made this sight even more spectacular was the collar around her lovely neck and the chain leash hanging down on top of her shaved cunt. I am indeed a fortunate man. 

"Play with you clit sub," I said as I took the bottle of lubricant and poured some of it on her new dildo.

"Now take your other hand slut and you do the honors of putting it into my cunt that you keep for Me."

As she reached for it I threw the bottle of lubricant in the car, took both of My hands, and started playing with her tits and nipples. Goose bumps immediately came up on her tits and she moaned some as the lubricated dildo slid easily into her already wet cunt. 

She looked up at Me with a questioning face and I just nodded. With that she stood up and adjusted the straps to hold her 'other' new toy in its new home as her skirt fell down to cover some of her legs.

"Let's see," I said as I picked up the leash and started to walk. 

She kind of giggled and simply said, "Yes Sir."

I walked only a short distance and stopped. When I stopped, she stopped waiting for directions. This impressed Me a great deal. She was trained enough to know that she does not come totally beside me unless instructed to do so and she appeared to be able to walk presentably with two holes filled. Excellent!

I turn and stepped toward her, took her in My arms and kissed her deeply. I had already fallen in love with this woman and really liked how she kissed. Kissing her was a delight and pleasure. As I ended the kiss, I did as I had done previously, and took her by the hair and laid her head on My shoulder.

"Sir," she whispered, "I only have one more hole to fill. Please Sir, I beg you to fill it now."

"Yes, I know. Let Me tell you how this is going to happen. First, you are going to be allowed to take Me in your mouth, but if you spill ONE drop, I will give you ten swats with the leather paddle as soon as you have cleaned Me. Second, we are going to be in the 69 position. You will have you legs spread and on top with your ass above My head. Third, you can only use one hand and that is to never touch My cock. That hand, should you want, can only be used on either My legs or My balls through My pants. Fourth, I am not going to give any instructions or tell you what to do. I want to see what your "talent" level is and how perceptive you are judging the reactions from My body and cock. Therefore, you are free to do any and everything you want to do with My cock but you cannot stop until you have My sperm fully down your throat. Fifth, this the one time you do not have to ask for permission to cum. You may cum as much as you want without asking permission. Understand slut?"

"Yes Sir, I do. I have dreamed of this moment for so long and now that it is here I am afraid I will disappoint you Sir."

"Shut-up slut. Just do what comes naturally and do not worry about it. If you don't do really well, I do have you the rest of My life to train you."

She still had her head down, as taught, with a mischievous smile while not looking Me directly in the eyes. With that, I pulled on her chain and led her to the car wanting her to take all of My cum down her lovely throat.

As we approached the car, I unzipped My pants and pulled my semi-erect cock out. I crawled into the back of the car and laid down where I thought I should be so that she could get into the position I had described. It took a little of adjusting, but we got where both of us were somewhat comfortable with the space restrictions of the car.

When we were in position, she turned her head toward me with that same damn mischievous smile on her face, eyes down, and said, "May I Sir?"

"Well, since you have waited so long, and appear to be hungry, even though I have fed you, help yourself young lady."

With that, she dropped her upper body on top of mine, laid her head to the side, and started licking My cock. She licked it from the shaft to the top. She then moved her head to My other leg and repeated the same licking sequence. When she was satisfied with her licking, she then raised up, supporting herself with both hands, and took the head of My cock into her warm and luscious mouth.

I am at a loss of words to describe how she used her tongue, the variance of pressure from her lips, and the combination of degrees of sucking, and all of that combined with the up and down motion, which she varied. I have been with women who did not like to give a blowjob and those who did but were not talented. 

My new woman, sub, slut, and My whore, was not only very talented, she just purely loved sucking cock. I had done as I had planned; I had managed to fill every hole this woman had before we got to her new home with Me.

She brought Me to the edge, knew she had, and then backed off while still keeping Me excited. It was only then that she reached back for her clit. With her butt-plug, the modified ben-wa balls, My duplicate in her cunt, her mouth spread wide to accept my girth, she came in gushes and convulsions in less than 15 seconds from the time she first touched her clit. She was having a tough time breathing but she managed to keep most of the head of My cock in her mouth so that she could take in the extra air that was needed. As soon as she had her breathing resembling normal, My cock was back fully into her mouth and she was breathing through her nose.

I had decided when this started that I was going to let her "do her thing" before I touched or played with her clit, cunt, dildo, or ass. She surprised Me, twisted her body some, still keeping her ass near My face, reached up, pinched, and pulled on both of My nipples. Definitely an added bonus that showed imagination and a desire to please Me.

I had, before this happened, been rubbing her nylon-clad legs and occasionally, because it was hard to reach, rubbed her foot in her stilettos. After that little pleasure gift she gave with My nipples I decided to go to work on her dripping cunt. When I had gotten into the car, I opened My shirt so that My chest was exposed. It was a good thing, because otherwise I would have had cunt juice all over the front of My shirt, or so I thought.

"Drop your cunt on My face bitch," I said barely above a whisper in between increasingly heavier, breathes of air. 

My damn bitch had me teetering on the edge, and was keeping Me there, delaying My orgasm so she could have My cock for a longer period of time. That taught Me that she was a greedy cock-loving woman who wanted all she could get. That thought, honestly, put a smile on My face.

The other thought I had as she dropped her wet cunt down to My mouth was we will see who keeps whom on the edge and for how long. The dirty old man I am simply thought, first one to beg, looses.

I adjusted her and My head some and then went to work on her clit. I had decided that she was not going to learn now, that My tongue could massage her "G" spot. Save that for later, besides, her cunt was full of a dildo.

I went to work on her clit and, shall I say, tore her ass up. I took her to the edge and backed off several times. Each time I did the action on My cock got more serious, and each time I took her closer and closer, aggravating her to no end. It did not make any difference to Me how hard she jammed her cunt on My mouth, or how she rubbed it back and forth, My making her come was not in the cards. 

Finally, to torment her further I adjusted her position some and quit messing with her clit and just slid the dildo almost out and then fully back in, making sure I kept the head of the dildo away from her "G" spot as much as I could. I could have aimed the dildo, on its inward path at her "G" spot, but I didn't.

So I then decided that if she made Me cum in her mouth, I would make her come. No losers this way, or that is how I would rationalize it.

She had done as she had been told and never had she touched My cock with her hand. This had told Me that she truly loved sucking cock and that she was good doing it. Some women I have been with like to jack a man with one hand while pretending to be sucking the head of a cock simply waiting for the man to cum.

These thoughts got interrupted, as she got really serious about taking Me. I realized this and quit with the dildo and went back to work on her clit. In just a few seconds, I knew I was going to cum, and cum, and cum. I did, and when I started, I bit lightly on her clit and then sucked it for all I was worth. She came instantly and as she was keeping all of My cock in her mouth, but not tormenting My now very sensitive head, her lips were wrapped tightly around My shaft. I knew that there would be no "spilling a drop" on her part and thus no spanking with the leather paddle.

For Me it was a different story. The bitch, to my immense pleasure, started "squirting" as she was cumming. I was surprised but very quickly adjusted and took all of her squirting and cum leaking out around the dildo into My mouth. That turned out to be a real trick to do, as she naturally wanted to collapse down off of her knees and thus her cunt would be harder for me to keep My mouth around. I forced her, with My hands to stay so I could suck up, and eventually lick her pussy clean, showing her clit the same respect she had shown the head of My cock after I had cum.

Finally, as she had slowly and carefully lifted her mouth from My cock, leaving it clean as a whistle, and I had absorbed all of her secretions and licked her "clean," I let her collapse on My body. We laid there, two lovers, Master and slave, fully in love, and fully pleased with each other, for a few minutes. I knew due to her training, that unless it was an emergency, she would not be so presumptive to make the first move.

Finally, showing her respect, she said, "Master, please may I speak?"

"Yes slave, speak and you may speak freely."

"Master, I have been to the heavens and if you had not fixed my leash to the car I could have just floated away. I love you Master, I will do my best to always be obedient, and your faithful slave. Do you want me to move now Master?"

"Yes My wonderful slave, roll off of Me and let's get presentable and get this show on the road home. We have been extremely lucky that no one has come up on us here.

"Yes Sir. Do you want me to get in the front seat or do you want to leave me here with my leash attached?"

"Unhook your leash, get out of the car, fix your blouse and skirt, walk around to the front passenger side of the car, get in, lay the leather handle of your leash over the gear shift, light some cigarettes for us, and then put some makeup on My wonderful slave."

She buttoned her blouse, straightened it, smoothed her skirt down, put it back in place since it had turned some with all of the activity, and walked, I noticed, with a new confidence to the front of the car. She made Me proud.

I drug My very relaxed and tired body, with a large empty feeling in My groin, out of the car. I could not remember ever cumming that much or with such an "intensity." I knew what I had always wanted to believe, that even with the large difference in our ages, this woman was meant to be mine. She is the soul mate I have always wanted and dreamed of. Without a doubt, I would do all possible to protect, teach, love, admire, guide, and respect her.

I opened the door and started to get in and as I did, she had one hand up with My lit cigarette and a warm smile on her face. Shit, she had even found the time to put some lipstick on. Damn, this woman does know how to think and please her Master.

She had told Me a long time ago that she had never had an "experience" where she had all of her holes "full" at the same time. She has now and two of them still are. 




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 04



Chapter 4 -- Bad Dream and Coming to Reality

She turned in her seat so that she sat semi-facing Me with her knees together and with her lovely skirt up about halfway between her knees and crotch area. The tops of her firm supple thighs glistened and glowed with her previously untapped splendor. I was so proud of her and My judgment of having chosen her.

She was quiet and her head rested against the top of the seat as her eyes went from closed to only partially open. Obliviously she needed to sleep.

"Have we worn you out today littleone? Is there a problem I need to know about sweetheart?"

"No Sir, well some Sir. No Sir there is no real problem, I'm just tired."

"Tell me about it baby."

"I'm responsible for this Sir. It is my fault but I could not help it. Please do not be angry with your poor slave Sir."

"Oh? I'm not angry, tell Me about it."

"It is just that with all of this happening, and happening so quickly, I was excited beyond words knowing that you could finally come get me. As a result, I could not get to sleep until about four this morning and then I only slept fitfully until they woke me up at seven. My nervous system and body have been running wide open since they told me yesterday at 4 PM. Then when you add in all that has transpired with us since I got into the car, I am give out Sir."

"I don't doubt it littleone. Shut your eyes and sleep a peaceful and tranquil sleep baby. Your Master is protecting you. Take your shoes off and relax. When you wake up littleone put them back on. Now sleep."

"Yes Sir, thank you."

Her eyes shut and it wasn't but just a few minutes before her breathing had gone to a regular rhythm and I knew she was sound asleep. I drove on taking My sub to her new home.

I really don't know how long she had been asleep, but I could tell for the first little while, it was a very sound sleep. Then she started to wiggle some in the seat and at times was mumbling incoherent words. Once or twice, she seemed to shout the word "NO!" throwing her fist out as if she was trying to hit someone. I wasn't sure if I should wake her or let her sleep. I decided to let her sleep and if she started doing anything that would hurt herself, I would wake her. Questions, I thought, about this bad dream could come later after she had rested. ~~~~~~~~~~~

Her mind was under attack. Horrifying memories of physical and mental abuse from weak and characterless men she had known in the past were tormenting her. Hopelessness, desperation, terror, loneliness, and despair were equally flashing back in her mind forcing her to see all of it in her mind vividly and painfully. She didn't want to see or think about these things. She wanted them to go away and let her dream of her new life. However, that was not to happen. 

The memories of one night she and her then current lover, Tom, had been partying and drinking with some friends and acquaintances. It had gotten late and she wanted to go back to their apartment but Tom was being an asshole, having a good time with his friend Charlie and did not want to leave. Tom had slapped her around the previous week for some inconsequential thing and they had not been on the best of terms since. She knew in her heart that she was going to leave him as soon as she could get the money together to do so, even though her mother told her to leave and leave now.

The two assholes decided that they would leave with Karrie and continue to party at the apartment even though she had tried to discouraged that. She went to bed and shut the door as they put on music and started drinking again. Lying in the bed, she rolled and tossed, unable to go to sleep because of the loud music, wanting to sleep and thinking about how soon she could move out. After some time the men's voices got quiet even though the music was still playing and she felt this strange forbidding that not all was well. She heard them moving around and then in a few minutes footsteps headed toward the bedroom. They opened the door, slamming it against the wall as they burst in. Tom was the first on the bed, grabbing her hands and putting them together as he said, "Give me the damn rope!"

Charlie grabbed her legs and tossed the rope to Tom as he held her legs down. "Be still bitch," Charlie said as she started to scream and thrusting her body. In the middle of a wild scream, Charlie stuffed a dirty washcloth in her mouth stifling her scream and then turning her over on her back. Her legs held down and her arms now behind her back Tom quickly tied her wrists together.

A feeling of dread came over her as she head Tom say, "this uppity whore is going to get what's coming to her now! Charlie, get the cunt lube out of that drawer," as he took a pair of scissors out and starting cutting the over sized t-shirt, she was wearing. 

"Stay still cunt," as he took the scissors to her panties cutting them and them forcibly pulling them out from under her.

Charlie said, half-laughing, "Well I don't guess we can face fuck the worthless cunt now," looking at the dirty washcloth in her mouth. "She'll scream and try to bite our damn cocks off."

"That's her loss," snicker Tom. "I guess we'll just have to take her other two holes." Her eyes were wide and pure fear was showing in her face. Panicking, trying to speak while twisting her body, dread filled her mind.

Tom slapped her face hard saying, "Be still and do what we say you worthless whore. Charlie, help me turn this bitch over."

Then they got up on the bed on their knees, after taking their pants off, and held their cocks with one hand while fondling her tits. Twisting her nipples with their index fingers and thumbs sent shock wave after shock wave of pain shooting through her body. Fear having a complete hold on her mind now had the competition of pain racking her body. With her eyes wide open, she watched seeing their erections growing knowing that there was no salvation for her from the rape of her cunt and virgin asshole.

Tom leaned down and rubbed his average size pencil cock against her tit. Charlie seeing what Tom was doing did the same as they laughed, anticipating what they were going to do to her.

Tom, with his thick average length cock said, "Well time to get this show on the road," as he took the lube and let it run down on her pussy, laughing. "Low class bitch didn't want to give me any pussy this week or a damn blow job. I guess this will teach her to be so uppity."

Taking Karrie's legs, he pushed them up, almost equal to her shoulders, and jammed his cock forcibly and fully into her pussy forcing her to try to gasp for air through the gag in her mouth. He stroked her pussy a number of times with his cock, moaning and smiling, and then told Charlie, "your turn."

"Good, I've wanted to fuck this bitch for months now," Charlie said climbing up on the bed, taking hold of her legs and then laying them on his shoulders, jamming his cock into her pussy. "Oh yeah, this is some good stuff Tom," thrusting in and almost out of her pussy.

Taking the only option she could think of, she started kicking up and down on Charlie's shoulders making him and Tom mad as hell, but causing him to come out of her cunt.

Tom reached down as Charlie slid off of the bed and turned her over, telling her to pull her knees up under herself and keep them there or that they would tie her legs in that position.

Starring pure hate at Charlie, she knew that her only chance of escape was not to have her legs tied, so she did not fight what he told her. She felt two fingers jamming into her pussy as the lube was poured at the top part of her ass crack, running down to her anus. Then she felt one finger invade her anus, with no preparation, and then another finger, making her virgin asshole feel as if it would surely explode.

Tom put some lube on his cock and then put the head of his cock at her back door and pushed slightly. "Here it comes bitch," as he forcibly jammed fully into her anus causing her to scream into her gag as her head hit the headboard from the force of his thrust. 

Another stroke and another scream as she felt split wide open. Not able to gasp air through her mouth, she thought that she was going to pass out.

"Damn, her ass is tight, I'm about to cum. Your turn while I cool down. If her damn worthless cunt was that tight, she'd be a hell of a fuck." 

"Hell Tom, I thought it was good pussy," Charlie said as he lubed his cock.

She was crying and sobbing trying to gasp for air, the pain tearing through her body, as Charlie put his cock to her anus and pushed himself fully, in one thrust, into her, shooting miserable pain through her body.

Being mad scared and petrified, she could not relax her sphincter muscle, causing the pain to be extreme.

"Damn, you are right, this is really good ass-pussy. I'm about to cum," he said as he pulled out of her.

Tom, laughing, said, "Well, I guess there is nothing to do but to double fuck her and fill both of those holes with cum at the same time."

Tom reached down, grabbed her by her beautiful blonde hair, and pulled her up and laid down on the bed bringing her on top of him, straddling him facing him, and sat her down on his cock, filling her pussy with his average size cock.

"Bend down bitch so Charlie can get to you asshole." 

She bent down, shaking her head, begging with her eyes for him not to do this, but he simply laughed at her as Charlie climbed up behind her, laying his cock at her brown hole and pushed in, once again.

Even though she was gripped with fear her body started to abandon her. A fullness overcame her and she groaned with pain and pleasure. The heads of their cocks were spreading her, filling her, stroking her cunt and ass. She began to unwillingly convulse as their pace quickened. They began to alternate their thrusts as her abdomen clenched and tightened with the swelling of their cocks as they neared their orgasms. She thought that she was going to explode as her eyes rolled back, passing out just as they pumped their cum into her.

As they climbed off of her and the bed, Tom reached down, took the dirty washcloth from her mouth, and untied her hands. They both left that night, Tom taking his things with him; in the morning, her violated body felt humiliated and abused as she got into the hot tub, contemplating what she should, and could, do next. ~~~~~~

I was scared and concerned. She had gotten to the point she was screaming and throwing her hands. I pulled the car off of the road, shut it off and got out, and went around to her side, opening the door. 

"Girl, girl, wake up littleone." I said as I gently shook her. Her eyes popped open and she turned and starred at Me. 

Then her arms came up and wrapped around My neck, holding Me tight, whispering, "I'm sorry Sir."

"I don't know what it was littleone, but it will never happen again. With Me you are safe, protected, respected, and loved. Calm down baby."

"Yes Sir," she said as her hands dropped, pulling Me to her mouth and extending her tongue deep into My mouth, with her arms once again around My neck, holding Me with a "death-like-grip."

She kissed Me for a while and then just held Me, calming down, and I let her stay that way until she was comfortable to let Me go.

When she did I opened the center console and got a large plastic bag from it. "Lay the seat back littleone and open your legs wide."

Obediently, she did so without question. I told her, "Relax slave I'm going to take all of this out of you."

"Sir that is not necessary. They were not the cause of my bad dream and I don't want to disappoint you in anyway. I'm scared that you will not be pleased and want to dismiss me. I need you Sir, and I honestly love you."

"Thank you for your offer littleone. I have changed My mind. You take them out and put them in this bag.

"Yes Sir," she said in a little girlish voice. That told Me that she had gone into the "good little girl" state of mind and was no longer in the slut personality. Ah, then My decision to take the dildos out of her was a good one because as the "good little girl" her mind would bury whatever that bad dream was for now.

As she took the last dildo out, the one in her pussy, I shut the door, returned to the driver's position, and once again started us on our way home.

She had put the seat back in an upright position and was smiling. Then she surprised Me.

"Sir, look what I found," she said continuing to smile, holding up the stilettos.

"Do you like them littleone? What do you think of them?"

"They are beautiful Sir. Are they good little girl shoes?"

"Well not really. They are shoes for a fully developed woman."

"Oh," she said sadly. "I like them. Are they my size Sir?"

"Yes they are littleone. Do you want to try them on your nice feet?"

"Yes Sir. Please may I Sir?'

"You know that when you ask for a favor, and it is granted, you need to show Sir some type of appreciation littleone. I don't know littleone; you probably don't know how to walk in them."

"Please Sir, they look so nice and feel how smooth this leather is! If they fit I promise to try to learn to walk like a 'fully developed woman,' Sir."

"If I let you wear them littleone, are you going to stay as My good little girl until I tell you different?"

"Yes Sir, you know I am always obedient. Please Sir; I want to put them on."

"Ok littleone. Put them on and then tell Me about how you feel with them on."

"Yes Sir," she said and then started giggling as they easily slipped onto her feet. She held her feet straight out and admired them and then slid down in the seat, pulling her knees back almost to her bosom, sticking her new stilettos up on the dash.

Here was My littleone, acting as a child with her feet up on the dash. Oh My God I thought.

"See how they are Sir? They look great don't they Sir? Just like a real woman should look," she said smiling from ear to ear. The next thing I knew she was wiggling her stilettos, by moving her ankles, up and down on the dash.

"Yes littleone, they do look great and they do look like a real grown up woman would look. Are you happy littleone?"

"Oh yes Sir. I am really happy."

"Well, if you are going to play 'grown-up' then open that case and put some lipstick on. If you are going to play, we might as well let you wear lipstick."

"Thank you Sir."

"Pull that visor down and use the mirror to see how to put it on until you learn how to littleone."

"Yes Sir. I am so glad you are my Sir."

With that she put her feet down, slid back up in the seat, and pulled the visor down, opening the mirror and then sliding forward a little so she could see well. I was glad we were on a smooth road.

When she finished and put the makeup case back down she turned and smiled with that kind of "I'm happy and content smile."

"Ok littleone. You asked for a favor and it was granted. Now you must show your Sir some appreciation."

"Yes Sir, I will. What does My Sir desire?"

"I want you to get up on your knees, facing Me, in the seat and open your blouse and show Me your cute 'little good girl' tits and those little buds of nipples you have. You are to hold that position until I tell you to 'come' and then you will lean over here, put your arms around my neck, and kiss my cheek without interfering with My driving. After you do that, I will instruct you what to do next."

"Oh yes Sir, gladly."

She got up quickly and did as instructed. I left her there exposed for other cars to see, or at least for the fear of that in her mind. As it was, there were no other cars passing us and the cars on the other side of the four lane could not see her clearly anyway. In a few minutes I then told her to "come" and she did. It was wonderful.

Just a little later I indicated for her to let go of My neck and she leaned back, still up right and on her knees, in the other seat.

"Littleone, when you are being the 'good-little-girl' you are to call Me 'Papi.' It has the same meaning and authority as Master, Sir, or Sweetheart that you use when you are my grown-up slut. Do you understand?"

"Yes Papi, I do. Papi sounds so loving and protective to me. I like it."

"Good, I am glad. Now I want you to lean over her and start to learn how to give you Papi pleasure by sucking and playing with My tits. Have you sucked a man's nipples before?"

"No Papi, I'm just an innocent good little girl. Will it make you happy if I learn Papi?

"Yes baby it will. If you learn really well, your Papi will be a happy Man. If being over the gearshift begins to hurt you, then change positions or something. We are not far from home now baby."

Seeing her pert pear shaped "little girl tits" coming toward Me was wonderful and as they disappeared, her sweet good little girl mouth surrounded My nipple. God is good.

My new slave, now in the "good little girl," state of mind lay back in the seat, comfortable, happy, and with a mischievous little girl smirk on her face. She had felt her Papi's pleasure and had heard his deep, subdued moans as she had pleasured his tits and nipples. She wondered to herself, not daring to ask Him, how she had learned to do that so well, so quickly, and why it had made that place between her legs so wet. With her pert little girl breasts exposed, she was sure that he had felt her nipples get rock hard and could see them now. He had not instructed her to close, or button her blouse, so, not wanting to have Him upset and possibly punish her, she had left it open.

She looked at her nylon covered legs, so smooth and silky, and those "fancy" stilettos on her felt so surprisingly natural on her. She was lucky that He was letting her play "grown-up." Her hands ran over the top of her legs, loving the silky feel of the nylons, squirmed in the seat, and felt another strange vibration in her little girl pussy. It felt so good and she hoped it would never stop even though she could not remember ever feeling it before now. 

Feeling My gaze, she looked up at Me and said, "Yes Papi?"

"Give Me both personalities, Now!"

"Yes Sir," she said timidly with her eyes now wide open.

"I have made My decision and I want you to fully understand this decision. From now on when I want you to be the total, unlimited, non-restricted, pain loving fully obedient slut and whore, who loves, and wants to suck cock and be fucked in all three of your holes, I will use the name 'karrita'." When I use that name, all good little girl thoughts will leave your mind and you will behave and act as karrita. When I want you to be the good little girl, I will refer to you as littleone or baby. For example, if I tell you in the morning to be karrita, you will be, and stay that way until I tell you different. As of this minute, I will always try not to use your real the name as that represents your past, and your future now is only as karrita, littleone or baby. Do you have any questions?"

"Does that mean, Sir, that my past is no longer exists, that I only have a future with you to remember?

"Yes it does."

My thought was that if I eliminated her given name out of existence, then maybe I could control, or at least reduce or restrict her from having any more of those bad dreams. I knew that I was going to have to keep the slave karrita part of her occupied with responsibilities, service to Me and for My pleasure, pain as needed, either as discipline or for My pleasure, and making sure that all of her holes are 'well used.' The slave littleone part of her needs to be trained to show off her limited, but existing, untapped class and refinement. Her society skills are to be expanded it to the fullest. This part of My slave will become classy and refined, making Me proud to have her as 'arm candy' while making everyone admire, and come to respect, her public behavior, demeanor, deportment, and refinement.

"Is that possible Sir? I want it to be," she said as a small tear appeared in her eye.




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 04



"Understand, and understand clearly, you are My property and I can do as I wish, when I wish, with you, including 'naming' you. I am your Owner and having taken your 'given' name away from you; I have stripped you of everything you ever had, including your past."

She sat quiet, now facing forward and not ostensibly moving a muscle, for a short time. Only once did a slight half-smile come on the corners of her mouth, and then for only a second or two. I noticed that while she was sitting there her legs had parted; her palms were laying face up on her thighs, with her head in a slight downward angle with her eyes cast downward. Her mouth was not fully closed; all of this told Me that the months of long-distance training meant that acquiescence of her position was, in fact, a reality and now inbred in her mind.

"Sir, please, may your worthless slave speak freely?"

"Yes for a short time for now."

"Who do you want me to be now Sir? Am I to continue as littleone now?"

"Yes slave, but after we arrive at your new home, I will instruct you to present karrita to Me for My use.

"Will I be allowed, Sir, to ever serve you as she does?"

"Not entirely. You are a little girl and a good little girl is not a slut. In some areas, such as loving Me, holding Me, being tender, respecting, and giving Me limited pleasures, such as when you suckled My breasts a little while ago, yes you will serve Me. Your other responsibilities include being in charge of our home, preparing meals, keeping it clean, and generally, after you have been trained, being responsible for the day to day operations of our home."

"Sir, please, may I continue to speak freely?"

"Yes you may."

"Sir, I do not know why that bad dream came to me. I do know that after I received your first letter, so many months ago, that I was intrigued, because I had never had a man of your class take any interest in me except to put their cocks in me. For some unknown reason, sitting on my bunk, the thought came through my head that you had received my letter by the Hand of God. I wrote and then I called you because I was; honestly, now all alone and never had been presented an opportunity such as you spoke of in your letter. I no longer wanted to be used, abused and thrown in the garbage as other men had been doing to me for years. When I first heard your voice, all I first thought of was how rich and deep it was, like a dark refined whiskey. Your voice reached deep into my soul, something that had never happened before. The effect your voice was having on me was kind of scary at first."

"You were very blunt and sincere Sir. You told me what I did not have, and had not had in my life and that the lack of this was why I was in the position I was in. You told me Sir that you were only interested in a female that was willing to accept discipline and masculine control. My first reaction was that I did know who the fuck you thought you were but you were not my father, or anyone close to me and I didn't want some man thinking he has the right to boss me around."

"After a short period it came into my head that if God had delivered that letter to you, then God was telling me I needed to change my life. Thinking about it, none of the men I had ever been with was strong; they had all been wimps. Many times, I had to be the strong one in the relationship. You said you would send me some articles about submission and for me to read them and let you know. Shortly after I had received, and read the first group of articles, you came to visit me. I was shocked when we first met Sir. The way I felt when I was listening to the sound of your voice shook me to the core. The outright authority it carried and the authority of your carriage was visible to me and I could see strength inside of you that I had never known in a man. It made me want to know you, by the time our visit was over Sir, my panties were soaking, and my knees were weak. Sir, you had, and have, your own brand of magic."

"Oh," I said.

"Yes Sir. I read the additional articles that you had sent to me. Surprisingly what gave me some comfort was that your voice was constant and strong. You made me think by just saying your name aloud of a guardian, an angel when I looked at you. Each time I thought of you over the next few days your image appeared before me. What was so shocking to me is that the more I read, and reread those articles my panties got damp, and sometimes wet. It dawned on me that I had never had masculine discipline or an honestly strong dominant man and that I should work to get and keep your attention. I found myself wanting to be that submissive woman, your submissive woman exactly as those articles had described it."

"Sir, you commanded attention, whereas previously I gained attention for all of the wrong reasons: simply I had always looked younger than my age and any fool could see I was vulnerable, or in your words, submissive. Since your articles, and talking with you, I came to realize that my true nature was submissive, even though I had been rebellious a lot of my life, I had been rebellious simply because I needed a strong dominant man and I was rebelling against having to always stand up for myself. As a result, all I was really doing was trying and begging for the attention of one dominant good man, even though I did not know it at the time."

"I was concerned. I couldn't imagine going out in public with you Sir. Your height, the presence you presented, and the authority of your carriage concerned me. Mainly your height as I knew that I barely stood up to your chest. Even if I had worn semi-high heels, which I had very seldom done, my height would only put me to your shoulder. The one real dominant good man that I now knew I needed was interested in me and I couldn't even think or act rationally around you Sir. The thought of your rejecting me because of this hurt and I was determined not let that happen. I knew, then and there, that I would gladly go from submissive to being your slave and fuck toy so that you would want me and not reject me Sir."

"What drove me on, besides the craving to learn and be an absolute slave for you, was how astounded I was at the compassion and empathy mixed with lust in your dark authoritative voice. I was still worried about my height Sir. When I had occasionally previously worn what I thought were 'high heels,' they were only a height of two and a half inches, or at the most three inches. When you told me that I would be required, either as a submissive or your slave, to be in four-inch stilettos some of the time and in five-inch ones most of the time, every day, all day I was scared, Sir." 

"I thought to myself, Oh my God, I've never done that and did not know if I could. As that thought went through my head, you then told me that it was a major fetish with you and that it turns you on. I swore to myself then and there, that if my obedience and stilettos were required for me to have and keep you, then I would damn sure do it, come hell or high water. I knew that I would learn to love them and that I would make you full of pride, because I would walk in them being sexy, classy and elegant."

"Later, after you had allowed me the honor of asking you to accept me, you told me about your nipples and how playing, teasing, torturing, and loving them gave you such pleasure. The first thought that went through my mind was, Yes! Quick math told me that in those lovely five-inch stilettos my hot and warm mouth should be almost level with your nipples. I was a happy girl, Sir."

I chuckled at this. She was correct. I had also done the math and our little excursion when we had stopped earlier proved both of us correct.

"Sir, please, may I have something to drink?" "Good idea slave," I said turning to go to the nearest drive-through. I ordered sweet tea for both us, she drank quite a bit of it and then continued to tell Me about her journey to Me.

"Your insight is so much greater than mine Sir. For example, among all the articles you sent me was one describing a Master who had his sub put herself into two personalities so that there was no confusion on her part with how she was to behave and act. I read it and did not give it much attention. Then Sir, you ask me about it and told Me to read it again, think about it, and then to tell you my opinion. In truth, when I read it the first time, it stirred me, and hit a secret spot in me and I guess that is why I passed on it. I thought no, you couldn't possibly have any idea of the secret thoughts that had, in the past, played inside my mind. I knew, or thought, that you couldn't be a mind reader. I read it again as you told me. Then the battle began in my mind to bring under control two conflicting feelings that were now raging inside of me. Each one of them was fighting for me to acknowledge their existence. No one that I had ever met had made me feel both at the same time. I didn't understand why I felt both child and woman in your presence Sir. I thought I understood, but preferred not to examine it too closely, as why you referred to me as a 'baby girl.' You had done it a few times and each time you made me feel small, helpless, and special as if I you meant to make me your own. But why? I wondered if this was some kind of a game, you were playing. Did you gain some type of thrill by making me feel both ways? I often berated myself for having such an absurd notion until I realized it was a perfect idea, perfect for me, and how I wanted to be with you Sir."

"Very thoughtful and insightful slave. I am glad you came to see the wisdom of it. Think about it, earlier today you were hot, horny, wanton, and desirable. All you wanted was to be my slutty whore and get some cock into you. You fucked with abandon, not holding anything back and giving all and then some. You were totally free to fuck, as you may have always wanted to do. Now, as my good little girl, you are content, happy and peaceful."

"Yes Papi, I am and it feels so good to be protected and loved by you," as she laid her head against the back of the seat, letting her eyes close, feeling a flush on her face, neck, and exposed bosom.

Littleone smiled, thinking of her exposed bosom. In a time gone by she would have been embarrassed to be sitting her with her tits exposed, but now, in Sir's car, if felt normal and fantastic especially since she knew that he took pleasure at seeing her budding nipples. It was true that since meeting Sir, He made her feel a mixture of emotions, the most prevalent being desire for Him. There was her strange need to please Him, all in the hopes that he would see as a young blooming woman instead of a little girl, unable to have Him take her.

She had been surprised at the vibrations coming from her womanhood; these had been there since he sent Karrita away and brought her here. Then when He had told her to suck, bite, and play with His tits she had felt her womanhood getting wet. The kiss, on the top of her head when she had finished, that she hadn't seen, but had in fact felt, made her little girl pussy clinch while making her feel small and childlike. 

There was something else Sir made her feel. The feel of His kiss on her forehead and His arm around her, when she was giving Him pleasure, made her ... cherished, not like a husband who cherished his wife. No, that wasn't what came to mind when He had hugged her.

Then when he let her speak freely, without interruption and in both personalities when she needed to, made her desire Him so much more. The patience and understanding He had shown, made her little girl pussy wet, and the more she talked the more she was afraid of this strange wetness, she had never known before, putting a stain on her beautiful new skirt.

This strange warmth had been making its way down the center of her stomach going deep inside her lower half until it spread further and hotter down to her virgin nether region. At first, as she talked to Him, she was embarrassed with the yearnings and the wetness coming from her virgin vagina.

All she could think of was how she was going to persuade Him that His good little girl was in fact a little girl who was now blossoming into womanhood and that she wanted, more than anything, for Him to make love and take her, feeling Him inside, making her His, before He had karrita come back. Thinking these thoughts made her aware that this exotic new wetness had now spread to her inner thighs. How could something as simple as being next to Him, speaking her heart, stir such desire?

She didn't know, this was all new to her, but it was having a mysterious and magnificent effect on her. The urge to touch herself, or to ask permission for Him to touch her little girl pussy, had been occupying her mind for the last few minutes. The best she could hope for was that she could convince Him to fully make her His when they got into the house.

These thoughts running all the way through her mind caused an unexpected tightening of muscles in her vagina and the gush of liquid coming from it made her moan loudly soaking her skirt, announcing her now blooming womanhood and sending her new found enticing aroma directly to her Owner's nose.

Premise: Some Men are just meant to raise and fuck the women they love.

I may not be the fastest fox running in the woods, but I do know how to lay the groundwork for a trap. When I had her, previously as karrita, take the dildo out of her pussy and the butt-plug out of her ass, I deliberately left the modified ben-wa balls in that cunt, knowing that they would work their magic and have littleone wanting to worship and have her Papi's cock, as a good little girl should.



Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 05



We had gotten close to home and I made My decision. With littleone's enticing aroma still lingering in My mind I thought I would just let this go and see how, and what decisions, she would make. karrita was vivid in My mind and while her scent was still on My face, littleone was proving to be most interesting. Her "sudden" blossoming into womanhood, and the look of tenderness and love in her eyes, told Me that she wanted to make herself Mine, establishing a loving sexual relationship with Me. 

That idea, while it was not part of My original plan, was appealing and I knew it had to be limited in scope and that I could not permit her to become karrita the whore. I knew I could simply take her, and mold her, as I wanted her to be. In truth, I would mold her, but only after, she had worked to give, and had freely given, her little girl 'virginity' to Me. I decided that the best thing to do for now, was to give her a bedroom of her own, not allowing her to sleep in the bed with Me until all of this played out and she had made her decision.

When we had gotten home and into the house, she had thrown her arms around Me and given Me a big hug, pressing her little erect nipples into My chest. Thanks to her newly found stiletto high heels, she found in the car, she could almost look Me in the eyes. "Thank you Papi. Thank you so much for bring me to my new lovely home," she said brightly, her voice full of fun and love. She buried her head in My shoulder, holding Me close thinking about the "plan" she had formulated in the car to have Me make her My own. ~~~~ She gave Him a kiss on the lips, lingering just a split second longer than a good little girl would do. She was guessing on just how long that would be even though she wanted Him to put His tongue in her. Gentle pressure, just a little wet, her lips soft and compliant and remaining just barely long enough to put lustful thoughts into her Papi's head. Then she had gently let him go and stood in front of him, wearing the sexy outfit from the car, her delicate curves and her slightly parted lips silently screaming out "Fuck me, Papi!"

It was surprising, wasn't it, how embarrassed she felt now that the moment had arrived. But she had been craving her Papi for so very long it seemed. She wasn't going to be stopped now just because she was a little afraid and more than a little embarrassed. There was simply no choice but to proceed with her plan and let him know, in no uncertain terms, that she was His if he wanted her and she wanted Him to have her before He demanded karrita's presence.

So she stepped away from Him. "Papi?" she asked in her sweetest little girl voice as she looked in His eyes, making sure that she had His attention. Once she was certain that He was watching, she had dropped her gaze to the front of her skirt. As if in a trance, they had both watched her fingers as she slowly pulled her skirt out and dropped it slightly. She pushed her fingers down inside, working their way towards her dripping slit. The contact when they touched her slippery clit made her hips thrust forward in an instinctive thrust and she thought for a moment that she was going to cum right then. Somehow she didn't. Her fingers were wet and shiny with her juices when she withdrew them, leaving her skirt down and her bald virgin pussy almost visible to her Papi.

Shock was the biggest emotion in His eyes, but she knew her Papi well. She recognized the undercurrent of lust on His face, however much He was trying to hide it. She looked deeper, trying to fathom her Papi's emotions at being confronted with His good little girl's apparent wanton sexuality. Her knees suddenly went weak as she realized that buried deep in His eyes was the one reaction that she'd been hoping most to see: need. 

Littleone was still quite embarrassed by her brazenness and she wanted to rush, to get past this awkward moment and on to the sex. But a strange smoldering lethargy consumed the moment and she moved slowly and teasingly as if in a dream. She brought her wet finger up towards His mouth. His eyes widened as she smeared her warm wet cunt juices on His lips. God, He was so sexy! How could any girl resist Him? Her quickly formulated plan had called for her to walk away at this point, her skirt in her hand and musky scent calling to Him as she walked seductively in those sexy stilettos to her room. But she couldn't go. Not just quite yet. A sudden impulse overtook her and she threw her arms around her Papi and leaned forward to press her lips to His, taking as much as giving a warm wet kiss to the man she wanted to become her lover. She tasted herself on His lips and thrust her tongue deep inside His mouth, twirling it around, as she tasted her Papi and her own juices.

Feeling herself blush at her brazenness but not caring, she had let go of Him. Her breath was short; her pussy was on fire as little electric shudders of desire roiled through her body. Trying to use her grownup lover's voice proved impossible, and she was quite embarrassed at the little girl tone that sprang unbidden from her lips. "I'm yours if you want me, Papi." She had smiled at His stunned expression and caressed His cheek. Feeling His surprised and hungry eyes on her comely butt, she had turned and walked shakily away. 

Littleone had never felt so naked before. It was as if her whole being had distilled down into the bare skin between her belly and her wet slit. Her pussy lips rubbed wetly against each other as she walked, leaving a trail of musky sensual desire in the air.

Littleone didn't know how long it was going to take Him to make up His mind. Of course, she had half hoped that He would just follow her to her room, rip off her clothes (well, except for the shoes and nylons, maybe...), throw her on the bed and fuck her silly. But it was a lot for a girl to ask from her own Papi. 

Now came the hard part -- waiting to see if he would show and how mad he was going to be for her not asking permission to do this. The worst part of this was waiting to see if her carefully laid plans would bear fruit and lead her new Papi to her bed. But there was no reason that she couldn't get ready for his arrival, and maybe even get started without him. Smiling, the devilish thought crossed her mind that if He was going to punish her for doing all of this, she might as well get some enjoyment first.

She propped up some pillows on her bed and folded down the covers. She was amazed at how sexy she felt as she kicked off her lovely high heels. Then she slowly peeled off her blouse. It was as if He was in the room watching her while her leaking pussy ached with shameless need for Him. She thought that animal instinct was driving her desires. Her very own Papi might come and take her at any minute, and every nerve in her body was on fire. The sheets were cool and crisp and she crawled into her new bed and began playing with her pussy, trying to keep it warm and wet but not far from cumming as she waited for her Papi to come and fuck her.

Her mind looked back over all of the parts of her plan while she played with herself. She remembered rubbing her nipples against her Papi at every opportunity. She slurped her cunt juices from her fingertips. She massaged her slippery goo into her inflamed pussy. She stuck her fingers deep inside as she remembered her wanton offer of a few minutes ago.

She had put her cummy finger in her own Papi's mouth!! Ohmigod! The memory pushed her up and over, and her ass lifted from the bed as she tried to impale herself on the fingers that so recently touched Papi's lips. Wave after wave caused her whole body to spasm out her cum as she rode to the top of the crest, her legs spread wide as her sweet pussy reveled in being so filled. She hung there, every muscle in her body frozen. All thought was driven from her mind except the image of her cummy finger in Papi's mouth and the sensations flowing from her hot little pussy. 

Suddenly it was over, and her body slumped to the bed as if a switch had been thrown and all of the electricity that was keeping her rigid vanished. A thin sheen of sweat covered her, but of course she was the wettest between her legs. Littleone slid her fingers from her gooey slit and turned lazily onto her side. She curled up into a ball, relaxed in that way that only a good orgasm brings. Her body's desire for release left her for now, but her mind's desire for her Papi didn't. Freed for the moment of her need to cum, her mind wandered to the reasons that her Papi didn't come to fuck her. Why didn't he? Wasn't she sexy enough for Him? Did He think that she was a slut? Or maybe He doesn't think she was grown up enough. But how much more obvious could a girl be? 

Other girls might be disappointed by such a rejection, but she crushed those feelings down into an insignificant ball deep inside her. Her desire to be taken by her handsome Papi hadn't left her a bit. After that sexy kiss and her brazen advance, she wanted Him more than ever. In addition, if He wasn't here after all of the things she had done to Him, and then it was just because her plan was flawed. She began to drift off to sleep, thinking that when she got up in the morning that she would have to start coming up with another plan.

The world between sleep and dreams is a truly powerful place where reality can have all the weight of a kitten's breath and imaginings can have the weight of reality. And so she believed that it was nothing more than a pleasant illusion when she heard the door open and the footstep as He walked across the carpet to her bed. If only it were real! If only her Papi had come into her room like this in order to take His little girl's pussy. 

She remembered the warm feelings that she had for her Papi. Just in this short time, since she had been allowed to appear, replacing karrita, He had made her feel safe and loved. Remembering, in this short time, his firm masculine voice whispering the things that all good little girls want and need to hear from their Papis made her feel secure and truly loved.

Through her sleepy remembering, she believed that she could hear the unmistakable sound of a buckle being unfastened. Was it a dream? She could hardly tell but the sound seemed so real! Slowly she opened one sleepy eye, and it took her a moment to comprehend just what it was that she was looking at. It was Papi, standing next to her bed, unfastening His jeans. Her heart leaped from her chest. He's here! Her Papi had really come to her room. For a moment, she wondered if He had come to punish her, to spank her with his belt. She had been bad today -- trying to seduce her own Papi. Then she realized that He wouldn't be opening His pants if He weren't here to fuck His littlegirl. Her hopes rose and she could feel her eyes widen in amazement as they fastened on the sight of Papi unzipping His pants and pushing them down. She hastily pushed herself up, sitting upright on her elbow so that she had a better view of her very first Man cock.

The musky scent of her wet pussy still perfumed the air, but she wasn't embarrassed, not in the least. Surely He knew what she would be doing if he didn't come to her room, didn't he? Well, it serves Him right that he missed it. 

Her gaze was as fixed on her Papi's throbbing cock. But the rush she felt from this sight was so much hotter. It was huge! Ohmigod -- what had she been thinking? It was way too big to fit inside her little girl's cunt. None of the boys she had ever been with had such a thick cock. She knew it! It was pink and swollen, with a big drop of clear fluid drooling from the slit at the tip. Papi continued to get undressed as she tried to gather her composure. After all, He must have put it in karrita, right. And it didn't kill her, did it? Littleone resisted the urge to reach out and touch it, not wanting to do anything that might destroy this moment and might distract Him.

In just a few seconds her Papi was standing naked by her bed. She'd never seen Him this way before. She knew that he was handsome, but this was even better than she had imagined. Somehow, He looked so much more naked standing in front of her that He ever did in her imagination. His muscles rippled under the skin of his belly and His strong thighs. His need for her was apparent even to her virgin 'good little girl' eyes. Her breath became harder and harder to catch, and the throbbing in her pussy felt like she was about to cum before He even touched her. She wanted to say something to tell Him how much she wanted Him. By some means her voice had escaped and run away.

Silently He flipped the covers away exposing her creamy white body to Him. He gazed at his very own good little girl's white bare skin exuding pheromones of musk and need. She could see the lust in His eyes as they wandered over her curves -- it was almost animal. 

It was as if He wasn't her Papi at all anymore, but some kind of force of nature that wouldn't be denied. He crawled on top of her as she obligingly spread her legs for Him. Her Papi took her skinny wrists in His hand and pinned them over her head as He scooted that big cock nearer to her dripping slit, causing her legs to spread even wider around Him. Papi was about to plunge that big cock into her dripping pussy, and the moment that she had been working towards was almost here -- Papi was going to fuck His little girl. She closed her eyes and tried not to cum yet as she waited for the imminent penetration that would unite the two of them together forever. 

She lay there helpless, the willing victim of her own carnal desires. Her legs were spread wide and her hands were pinned tightly over her head. But the moment didn't come. And it didn't come. Finally, she could take the tension no longer, and she opened her eyes to look at her Papi. She was dismayed to see that animal look had left His face, and it seemed to her that He had just realized that it was his own good little girl He was about to take. This can't be! He was naked and hard with His need to plunder His little girl evident by His massive dripping cock. She was pinned beneath Him with her bare legs wrapped around Him waiting with a heady mixture of desire and anticipation for Him to plunge His big cock into her and consummate the erotic longings that had stolen her soul. But He wasn't doing it. He was remembering that she was his good little girl. She could tell that the hesitation on his face was about to win him over.

It was her last chance, as if her newfound passion and desire had led her to this very moment, the moment where the desire in her voice might make all the difference.

"Fuck me, Papi." A slight emphasis on the 'fuck,' underlining just what a bad girl she wanted to be, how ready she was. She gave her pussy a little wiggle against His swollen cock. Could a girl be any more submissive and inviting? Could she beg any harder? "Fuck me, Papi!"

Her Papi's eyes refocused on hers, and a new steely determination mixed in with His obvious desire. He let go of her hands so that He could grab her naked ass and pull it closer to Him. Littleone was surprised at how easily He threw her legs up over His shoulders, but then He had been fucking other women for years, hadn't He? And the ease with which He positioned her spoke of years of practice and also His burning need to have His littleone. She looked up at her feet, on either side of His face, while His cock pressed gently into her wet center easily spreading her swollen cunt lips. She felt so exposed to Him like this -- it was as if she had never been naked in front of someone before. Suddenly her Papi shoved Himself deep inside of her.

Ohmigod! She never imagined it would be like this. It felt as if He had penetrated her entire body, all of the way up inside of her to the back of her throat. It was so big, so filling. It was as if she had been empty all her life and never realized it before. Papi moaned as His cock was wrapped in her wet velvet cocoon. Then He began to pound Himself inside of her, ramming it in and out of her hard and fast like the wheels on a locomotive. Her pussy twitched jerkily around him as if trying to gain traction. Then, suddenly, it all took hold and the most colossal orgasm of her life consumed her. Her hands clutched His strong arms for support and the words spilled from her lips between the waves of all-consuming pleasure that wracked her entire body. "Fuck me Papi," she managed too breathlessly implore. "Fuck me, Papi,' she said, looking between her feet at His eyes closed in intense pleasure.

The wet sounds of Him slapping His big cock into her almost drowned out her hapless begging. It was so hard, so animal. She never knew and she had never imagined this as she lost all sense of herself, all sense of her individuality to Him. She had become one with her Papi, their two hearts joining in that special place between her legs. Every inch of her shook with violent spasms with His massive thrusts. He grasped her ass even tighter, and in the days to come, she would look with pride at the red finger marks he left on her white bottom. Her Papi moaned and turned His head to bite hard on her ankle, without even losing a single stroke. That scrumptious bit of pain only added to her pleasure, and she came and came and came while her head spun dizzily; the rest of the world vanished as her life became condensed to a tiny spot between her legs.

Papi changed his pace often, switching suddenly from hard and fast to slow and shallow and then back again. The tumbling mishmash of strokes kept her breathless and cumming; her voice barely audible, hushed and panting. "F-f-fuck me Papi. Fuck me Pa... Pi."

Abruptly her Papi slid himself out of her and somehow flipped her over. In less than a moment, He was straddled over her bare bottom and rubbing His big wet cock between her taut cheeks spreading them while at the same time raising her up on her knees. Papi grabbed her wrists in His big strong hands and pinned them to the bed over her head. Littleone began to shamelessly humping her body against Him as her Papi took His pleasure on her ass injecting the head of thick cock against her virgin asshole. She almost screamed in frustration with her cunt being so empty. She needed Him inside of her cunt so badly!

Suddenly He pulled back and then pushed Himself wholly back inside her wet trembling pussy. Immediately He started sliding in and out of her, but this time it was different; somehow His thrusts were deeper, and much more intense. She thought He must really like her like this, pinned and helpless as He took her from behind. Suddenly He hurled Himself into her so hard that His entire weight pushed against her ass and drove her even deeper into her bed. Papi moaned, and she could feel it; for the first time she felt His hot goo shooting deep inside of her; as her almost constant orgasms pushed up to a new level and her whole being, trapped between her mattress and her Papi's body, erupted in waves of delicious pleasure. The culmination of all of her scheming and desires had finally arrived; she was submerged in its perfection. 

Papi jerked over and over, and each time He did another jet of warm liquid was swallowed up inside her. She was trapped under Him as He used her for His sperm vessel, filling her with His big cock and His seed at the same time. Gasping for air, He finally slowed and stopped, collapsing on her back. Papi's entire weight rested on her much smaller body, but somehow she didn't mind. His breath was warm in her ear as He breathed deeply, trying to catch His breath after His massive cum. Littleone was hot and sweaty, tired and drained, and with her pussy well used by her Papi, she was so happy. She felt so positively wonderful. It was as if her whole life had led up to this very moment. Was every good little girl fucked as thoroughly as she been?

I went to sleep, holding littleone close, and we slept the good sleep for some time. After all that had happened from the previous morning when I had picked her up, most all of it good, I was sexually drained and mentally exhausted. I had high hopes that both of her personalities were going to trainable and manageable. About midnight, I got up and told littleone to come with Me as I led her to My master bedroom. She got up without comment, very sleepy, simply nodding her head and came with Me holding My hand.




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 06



"No, we will not go to the shower now," I said in a mild authoritative voice.

"Yes Sir," she said, kind of pouting slightly sticking her lower lip out.

"Each pout or whining about My directions will get you five swats with the leather paddle slave."

"Yes Sir."

"We are going to do first things first this morning so that you learn some of your responsibilities slave," I said getting up from the bed holding on to her leash and pulling her with Me.

Seeing, and then feeling the leash start to pull on her pretty neck she started moving behind Me, attempting to keep the leash from going taunt. I started out of the bedroom heading to the kitchen and as I walked, I looked back over My shoulders at her coming behind Me with a half-smile on her face.

I stopped quickly, turned in her direction, and said, "Well it looks like I am going to have to have you bend over the arm of the sofa and spank you littleone. Discipline starts now. Bend over and put your hands on the sofa cushions so that only the toe tips of your stilettos are touching the carpet."

"Yes Sir," she said shyly.

Seeing a little towel on the cushions, she quickly got it, spread it over the arm of the sofa, and then assumed the position as I described but with her drippy cunt on top of the towel and not directly on the fabric of the sofa. I smiled seeing that even with discipline coming; she used her intelligence to protect our furniture.

"This is not going to be a full spanking, but kind of a reminder spanking so that you continue to think about how and what you are supposed to do littleone. There will be only five swats with My hand. I am doing this because you were not even attempting to walk one foot in front of the other as you have been taught. Count them and do not reach around to touch your ass or I will add five more."

I decided that even though I was only going to give her five swats, they would be fairly good ones. She was so beautiful with her pert ass stuck up for My use.

SWAT... went My hand on her right cheek.

"One, thank you Master."

SWAT... went My hand on her left cheek.

"Two, thank you Master."

SWAT... went My hand on the center of her ass just above her rear thighs.

"Three, thank you Master."

SWAT... went My now stinging hand on the upper part of her right rear thigh just below her ass.

"Four, thank you Master."

SWAT... went My hand on the upper part of her left rear thigh just below her ass.

"Five, thank you Master."

Even with just those five swats, her ass and upper thighs had turned a slight pink. I knew it had to sting so I let her stay in that position, letting her wonder what was to be next, and for the stinging to have some little effect. A "dirty old man" smile came on My face, looking at her bare ass and now well-used cunt staring Me in the face.

I took My index and middle fingers and laid them firmly against her still swollen and cum soaked outer lips.

Her response was, "Ohhh Ma...ster"

I slid My fingers into her cunt, soaking them, and then put them to her mouth saying, "clean My fingers you naughty little cunt."

The horny little bitch smiled and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue for My fingers, and then extended her head and took them into her mouth. She used the same tongue action on My fingers as she had on My cock and cleaned them well. I smiled, pulled My fingers out of her fantastic mouth and put them back into her pussy, wet them good and then stuck them into My mouth so I could taste us also.

"Papi, please Papi, may I speak?"

"Yes I guess so," I said, sighing as if I wasn't really interested in knowing what she wanted to say.

"Did my worthless cunt taste as good to you as it did to me with both our cums in it Sir?"

"Jesus bitch," I said as I jammed My two fingers back in it, soaking them and then quickly pulling them out. I moved so she could see Me clearly and held them to My nose before sticking them into My mouth to suck them clean.

I noticed the little leash hanging out of her cunt from yesterday. I had put it in karrita and then when I had littleone come to me, I took the butt-plug and dildo out of karrita's cunt, leaving the modified ben-wa balls in that cunt. No wonder she had been so damn hot and wanting. Shit! I had been so much in heaven, taking her last night and fucking her this morning that I had not paid any attention.

Still bent over the arm of the sofa, with her stilettos just touching the floor, she had not moved, mainly because I had not instructed her to do so. I slid My fingers back into her wet cunt and as they slid out I said, "relax your cunt littleone."

I took hold of the short modified ben-wa ball leash and pulled gently on it. The group of balls slid out of her easily. I held the leash with My other hand and put My cum soaked fingers back into her mouth saying, "Being you like it so, her is another taste My little cum slut."

She, to My pleasure, eagerly cleaned them. I pulled them out and then put the ben-wa balls into her mouth. "Open wide bitch."

"I like being your cum slut Papi," she said just before I put the balls into her mouth.

I lightly slapped her ass with My open palm and then said, "stand up cum slut."

She stood up, with her shoulders held back projecting he pear shaped tities forward, with a devilish grin on her face. I could tell by the movement of her cheeks that she was using her tongue to clean those forgotten ben-wa balls. I grinned, took her leash, and started toward the kitchen saying, "come on cunt, you have delayed My morning coffee long enough."

I felt a slight tug on the leash but then she quickly caught up, one foot in front of the other, to Me. Entering the kitchen I propped up on one of the bar stools at the island and dropped her leash. Honestly, she was a remarkable sight, standing there in her "cum-fuck-me" red five-inch stilettos, her leash hanging down directly in front of her swollen pussy, and her mouth full of ben-wa balls waiting, as a good slave, for Me to speak.

"My cup is that large white one with blue trim sitting in front of the coffee maker. Pour the coffee in it to within an inch and a half of the top. Put three of those packets of Splenda in. Go to the freezer and get two cubes of ice. Put those in and the look and see if there is any milk in the refrigerator. If so, pour some in, stir it all and serve Me.

"With pleasure Papi," she half said, her mouth still half-full of the ben-wa balls walking toward the coffee maker.

"Once you have served Me, go to the sink and wash and rinse those balls. Put them in between your neck and your collar on the right side with that short leash in the up position so I can see it. Then go put some lipstick on so you look presentable, use a lesser tone of red or some other color so you don't look so whorish. Look in the closet in that room you were in last night, get the black stilettos out, and put them on. Return here, look in that cabinet, get you a cup, fix yourself some coffee, and join Me. Now go!"

"Yes Sir," she said smiling bringing My coffee to Me. She sat it down in front of Me and then leaned in and kissed Me on My cheek, leaned back a little and then slowly, and sexily, pulled the balls out of her mouth. With that, she walked to the sink and washed the balls. She turned, facing Me and put the balls where I had told her, and smiled from ear to ear as she started walking out of the kitchen.

"Damn," I said as she left the kitchen, "bitch must be happy."

I had drunk about a third of My coffee when littleone returned. She went over, selected a cup, fixed her coffee, and then came to join Me. 

Before sitting down she said, "Do you want me to refill your coffee Papi?"

"No baby girl. This is equal to two and a half normal cups and this all I drink in the morning."

She sat her coffee on the tile island top and adjusted the bar stool before she put her cute ass on it. She squirmed a little and then lifted her left leg up and laid her stiletto directly on my crotch, pushed it down some, and then wiggled it, attempting to tease Me a little, as she put the hot coffee to her lips.

"Papi, please Papi, may I speak?"

"Yes littleone, but before you do, let Me explain some things to you.

"Yes Sir." "First I make My coffee very strong."

"Yes Sir, I noticed."

"Ok, I make it real strong because I do not like weak coffee or to have to wait to drink it. That is why there are two ice cubes in mine. I will show you how to make the coffee before we go to bed each night. Now if yours is too strong, and since it is only a cup, go put an ice cube in it. That will weaken it down some.

"Yes Sir, I may do that tomorrow but for now I am enjoying the sight of my high heel sitting on your cock."

"Bitch," I said slightly shaking My head, before continuing. "Every morning after you have finished sucking My cock, you are to slide out of the bed and get on your knees in the kneeling position, which we will practice this morning. You will then thank Me for the privilege of allowing you to taste and suck My cock. By the way, you will put your stilettos on either before you leave the bathroom from peeing or just before, you go to the kneeling position and ask Me for permission to allow you to serve Me.

"I understand Sir. It will be as you wish."

"Once you have thanked Me for allowing you, you will go directly to the kitchen and prepare My coffee. One of three things will happen. I will stay in the bed, be at the computer, or be in the kitchen. You are to come where I am and serve Me My coffee. You are to then return to the kitchen and prepare your coffee. You do not pour both cups at the same time. Never! You will always prepare My food, or drink, serve it to Me, and then return and prepare your food or drink. Doing this will bring an automatic twenty swats with the leather paddle or the crop. I hope I never have to do that slave."

Yes Sir, I understand fully."

"In the morning only, you will come where I am. If I am in the bed your will return to My side of the bed. If I am at the computer, you will come to My right side. At either of these locations, you will go into the kneeling position. If I am here at the island, you will sit as you are now. Every morning it is to be these black stilettos. Once you are in position, your 'free-time' will start. During this 'free-time', you are able to speak freely, but respectfully, to Me without asking for permission or worrying about what you are going, or wanting, to say to Me.

"That pleases Me Papi."

"Well I am not done baby. In addition, while we are in your 'free-time' you are not required to keep your head bowed, your eyes downcast, or your palms up on your thighs as you do in a normal kneeling position. If you stop and think about it littleone, how can you hold your coffee with your palms up on your thighs?

"You're correct Sir, as usual," she said smiling.

"In addition baby, during this 'free-time' I want a direct connection to you and therefore I want to be able to look you in the eye and I want you to be able to move you head around and be normal. Let Me make Myself clear, littleone, during this period you may speak to Me about anything you want to ask or anything you think I should know. I will determine, each morning, how long this free time will last. There is no fixed amount of time, and therefore you are not rushed to try to tell Me all you want too." 

"This pleases me a lot Sir. Thank you."

"This is your free time littleone, use it," I said as I reached for her stiletto in My crotch. She had one elbow on the island, thus she was stabilized so I raised it up to My mouth and kissed the top of her foot. Being it was her left foot I pushed it down some and then licked the part of her instep that was not in the shoe. I raised my eyes slightly I saw a look of love on her face and a just sparkle of excitement in her eyes even though I had caught her somewhat by surprise as she had been lifting her coffee cup to her mouth.

To My pleasant surprise, she had shown a remarkable amount of intelligence or female savvy. As I had picked her leg up she had loosened the muscles in her leg, thus she had allowed Me to move her foot anywhere I wanted it. Instinctively I took her stiletto heel and drug it across each of My nipples, sending small jolts of excitement throughout My body. Adding to that I then pushed the end of the heel into the base of My nipple causing My eyes to shut enjoying the pain/pleasure.

As I sat her foot back into My crotch and reached for My coffee, she looked at Me with a sultry look and then said in a low, loving voice, "This is my free time isn't it?"

"Yes," I said as soon as I had swallowed My coffee.

Setting her coffee down she took her foot from My crotch and put it on the floor while at the same time reaching for My hand. "Come with me Papi."

She stood up and I did not knowing what the hell she had in mind. I didn't really care. I love her.

She led me the short distance to the dining room, which is carpeted, and started to lie down, pulling Me with her. As her back was on the floor, she opened her legs wide and high as I came to My knees in front of her lovely pussy. I was upright on My knees with My limp cock lying against her warm cunt. She drew her legs fully back and bent her knees, laying both of her stilettos directly, and flatly, on my tits applying slight pressure.

Her hands came to My thighs and laid there gently holding them as her wide-open eyes sparkled looking directly into mine. Not saying anything, she changed the angle and drug the ends of heel sharp heels down my breasts, applying much more pressure, until they lay on the areola, almost in My nipples.

I shuddered with delight, my eyes shutting, and grasping a heavy breath as I willed My soft well-used cock to come alive.

Reaching with her right hand she said, "take them Papi. Use them anyway you want or tell me what you want me to do. Enjoy my love, my Master," as her hand grasped My cock.

I put a hand on each of her feet with My fingers holding the upper soles of her heels, keeping them in the position where they were. Looking in her eyes, feeling her soft hand gently attempting to stroke my flaccid cock, I tried to explain saying, "I am going to lean into you. You push back holding your position. The harder I push into them the harder you push back, When I lean less you use less force. This will allow Me to control the sensuous pain baby."

"Gladly Papi," she said softly as I leaned into her, pushing the pointed heels further and further into My wanting nipples as she pushed back, driving Me crazy with feelings.

I applied more pressure by leaning toward her and then less several times. Then I pulled them out of My nipples and drug them sharply across My nipples. I then put them back into My nipples just as she managed to get My now semi-erect cock inside the outer part of her now wet cunt. After all those months of practice, she now showed Me once again she had taken her cunt training serious. Her cunt started to massage the limited part of My cock that was in, what I considered, My new 'home.' 

I repeated what I had done earlier and soon I could not stand anymore. I backed up some, relieving all pressure against My now very sensitive nipples, took her feet, and put them down trying to regain some of My composure.

Without saying anything, she slid backwards, removing My cock from its 'home' and then rose up on her knees, put her arms around My neck and stuck her tongue, using her soft wet lips, fully into My welcoming mouth. This was the third time in less than twenty-four hours that I thought I was in heaven.

She dropped her arms from around My neck, and put them on My breasts and started to softly kneel them. My arms had gone around her as her tongue went into My mouth. I was holding her tight when she started to lightly rub her thumb across My erect, sensitive nipples.

I don't know how long we kissed but after a while, she pulled her mouth away from Me and dropped her head to My breasts. She started with one breast sucking and flicking My nipple with her tongue while her other hand stayed busy squeezing and kneeling My other breast. When she switched to the other nipple, I dropped My right hand to her clit. My left hand reached around her trying to get to her puckered 'rear door.'

When I could not reach her 'back door', I increased the action with her clit and started to slide up and down her wet slit. The closer she came to orgasm the more aggressive her mouth and hands became. She came, shaking and shuttering, biting down on My poor nipple as if her life depended on having it. I wanted her to have it.

Finally, she let go, kissed both nipples, and then set back on her heels and said to Me, "Papi, maybe I should put your coffee in the microwave?"

"No, this is free time; put both of them in at the same time if you want to baby."

She stood up to go do the coffee and I reached out to her waist and pulled her to Me, kissed the top of her pussy and then looked up and smiled at her.

Walking properly over to the island in the kitchen, as I was attempting to get up, she took the coffee cups over to the microwave and put only mine it. I smiled watching her thinking that this is so good. Even though she has the opportunity to do the coffee equally, because I told her she could, she still believes and wants to serve her Master properly. This is a good little slave girl who likes being exactly what she is.

She turned toward Me after she had put My coffee in the microwave and said, "Papi I have a few questions I need some clarification on."

"Ok baby."

"First, explain this positioning thing to me so I can get it right from the beginning. Second, please tell and show me how I am to properly kneel, the two different positions, and when I am to use them."

"Ok littleone, your positioning is always to be to the My right. Never to the left and even if you should be behind Me, you can be behind Me, but behind on My right side."

"Alright, but what happens if we are walking?"

"Well that may take you some practice baby. You should always attempt to be about, or at least, one-half a step behind Me, and always on My right side. For example, if we are walking and you are holding My right arm, your step should be about equal in distance with mine but not completely to, or equal, to My side. Ninety-five percent of your walking with Me in public will be in your heels. When that is the case, I will adjust the length of My stride to allow for your shorter stride because of your heels and the length of your legs which will keep you from appearing as if you are running to stay with Me."

"May I practice with you Papi?"

"Yes we will so that you are not embarrassed or so you are not thinking you are embarrassing Me. Oh, while I am thinking about it, there is an exception to the right side rule. It is simple, the position I sleep in the bed is on the left side, so when you come in to ask permission to sleep with Me, or to serve Me coffee, for example, you will be on My left side. There is one other exception to the at least half-step rule and that is if I should reach back for you and motion for you to come beside Me, you are to obey that unspoken direction without fear. You simply know that I have My reason, or reasons, and that is all you need to know. If you should want to ask Me later about it during your free time, so that you understand why I changed, I will tell you." 

"What about my kneeling Sir?"

"What you have done so far has been fair to good and I have no real complaints. You appearance and your actions, so far, indicates that you want this lifestyle. The real question is how much do you want this lifestyle? You have shown that you can be a good lover. But do you want to be made to fully know and believe that you will always be My slave? Do you want this enough to be so that you will never have a doubt about what you are, and whose property you will be for the rest of our lives? Do you want your submission to honesty be total and complete?




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 07



She took a drink, thanked Me with her eyes and then shut them as My soft kiss touched her lovely forehead. The last thing she would remember was My breathing caressing her soft lips as sleep took her.

Even though this was just the start of our first complete day together, I was already impressed with My exquisite slave. She was everything I had dreamed she would be and then some. My instincts to first choose her, and then to patiently wait for her release was paying dividends already. I smiled looking down at her. She was so proud of her choker/collar and surprisingly, the chain leash hanging from it. The choker/collar, in the collar position now, gave her a deep and much needed sense of "belonging," something she had never known before in her life. Every time I had taken the chain in My hand she always smiled, and even once or twice she had handed Me the chain, half smiling and her eyes pleading, wanting Me to keep possession of her and to keep for her close to Me. I had noticed these subtle actions early this morning and decided that I would help reassure her on a continuing basis, establishing in her mind "belonging," fully and absolutely to Me.

I went to the computer to check on My mail and business needs, letting her sleep a half-hour or so. The morning was getting away and there was still a lot to do, with beginning her formal training and establishing her daily duties in our home.

Once that was done, I went to the bed and reached for her chain. I pulled gently on it several times saying, "Come on slave, get your worthless ass up. We have things to do."

Her eyes opened and then she mumbled, "Yes Master."

She rolled over to get out of the bed and as she did, she said, "ouch." Her ass, still slightly red, had stung as she and turned on it to get out of the bed. When that happened, she moved quickly to stand. I chuckled and said, "Well that should teach you that you do not want to misbehave and need for Me to spank you."

"Yes Sir," she said as I pulled on her chain leading her toward the bathroom. Once we were in the bathroom I said, "Turn the hot water in the shower on and then stand here littleone."

She had taken her heels off earlier per My instructions and stood there nude, except for her collar and leash. I unsnapped her leash and then started to remove the choker/collar from her lovely neck. As I was removing the modified ben-wa balls that she had placed inside of her collar she looked up at Me and said in soft submissive voice, "Please Papi, don't take it off. I want to always belong to you. I need to belong to you Sir."

"littleone you will always belong to Me. Believe it. I want it off because I want it to keep its beauty. This is one of the very seldom occasions that it will come off you. So I am telling you, whenever you shower, or you in the shower bathing Me, or get into the Jacuzzi here in the bathroom when we are alone, it is to come off. If we are outside in the hot tub, you will leave it on, especially if we have visitors."

"Yes Sir. I will obey."

"Good, now get your lovely ass in the shower and bathe Me slave. When you are done, and have dried My body, you are to bathe fully, washing everything. There is shampoo and conditioner in the shower that I want you to use on Myself and on you."

"I opened the shower door and felt the water temperature and then adjusted it. "Littleone, I like this temperature best. Learn it so that in future times you can set it."

"Yes Papi," she said as she reached it to learn the water temperature.

I thought to myself, "I'm not using her enough."

"littleone, go get your black stilettos, shit I forgot them." I reached down acting like I was going to slap her ass and she, seeing what she thought was going to happen, quickly ran out of My reach to get her stilettos. I chuckled and smiled as her somewhat red ass rounded the door.

She came back in smiling and set them on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I shook My head and then said as I walked toward the shower, "Training a slave is such a pain in the ass. Jesus Christ. Listen to Me littleone, when you come out of the shower and are dried off, the first thing to go on your body is your stilettos. The second thing is your collar and then your leash. If it is a day I have told you to wear nylons, only after you finish in here, are you to go put the nylons on. Understand littleone?"

"Do not worry Sir; I will do as you have said," grinning from ear to ear.

I walked into the large shower and let the water run all down My body. She started in behind me, hesitated only briefly as she looked around the shower and then stepped in immediately coming to Me and putting her head on My chest and her arms around My middle.

She backed up some and then reached for the shampoo. "Please Papi; bend over some so I can reach your head. I want to do this right. I want to be the best slave in the world for you Sir."

"Wait littleone," I said turning her around. I put her against the outside glass and put her hands above her head. I then took the showerhead and ran the water all over her body slowly angling it down until the full force of the water was on her stinging ass.

"Oh Papi! My God Papi that stings so bad."

"Shut up bitch and spread your damn legs. Yes, it stings, but this hot water will help remove the stinging and you will be better sooner."

I left the shower on her ass for about fifteen seconds and then moved it up to the small of her back as one of My hands went into her cunt passing her still swollen lips. She gasped for breath and I laughed at her. "Ok slave," I said turning the showerhead away from her, "get your ass to work."

I bent My head down and she took the shampoo and poured some on My full head of hair. She lathered it in and washed it vigorously. She then put My head back under the water, rinsed the shampoo out of My hair, and followed with the conditioner. The beauty of My slave, her wholesome sexiness was almost unreal. I thought, just for a second, this is a different woman than this morning in the kitchen.

As she started to wash My body, gently and sinuously, I noticed My old cock starting to respond. With the way My cock had been used in the last twenty-four hours, I could not believe that it was responding.

She looked up at Me and grinned. I thought, "Oh shit."

My hands slid down her naked back. She looked up toward Me and we kissed. The kiss became more and more passionate. Her hands were all over my head and back as her body gyrated against my growing hardness. My hands traveled down to her ass and guided her movements. Our lips and tongues probed and swirled in a hot and wet dance of passion.

Suddenly she spun around so that her back was to me. She pressed her rounded ass against my hard cock and guided my hands to her shapely tits. My fingers kneaded the soft flesh of her tits and pressed against her swollen nipples. Taking her hands, she opened her ass cheeks and clenched My semi-hard cock, wedging it between them.

My teeth bit into her neck as a soft purr escaped from her throat. Littleone pressed against Me, as her breathing became heavier I continued rolling her hard nipples between My thumbs and fingers. My cock was throbbing as her ass cheeks continued to clench around it. Littleone, surprising Me, spun around and kissed Me deep as her naked tits pressed against my bare chest.

"Oh my Sir, what do we have here? You poor Master. I'll have to do something about that."

littleone pulled my face to hers and flicked her tongue across my lips before pushing it into my mouth once again. She then kissed My neck and slowly trailed her mouth down My chest as she sucked one of My nipples into her mouth and raking it with her teeth. She did the same with the other. I was going crazy. My cock was starting to pulsate with need as she kissed down to My stomach until she was squatting in front of Me. Then she raked her teeth over the sensitive tip of My cock. Damn!

She looked up at Me smiling playfully with her eyes twinkling. Her wet hair was shining with luster as she took My engorged throbbing cock and slapped it against both sides of her face. Her eyes never left mine as she continued to smile. Then she swirled her tongue over the slimy tip before sucking it into her wet warm and aggressive mouth.

My new slave licked, kissed, sucked and teased the sensitive and swollen tip of My cock shooting jolts of pleasure from each nerve ending up through My body. Finally, she put both hands on My legs and then sucked Me into her mouth. I was ready to explode, but she knew just how to keep Me right on the edge. From the devilish look in her eyes, My bitch slave was enjoying every second of the magnificent torture she was administering to her Master.

The damn bitch had told Me several months ago that her mouth could bring any man to his knees. With this, and what she had already done to Me since arriving here, I believed her.

Her saliva coated My cock and balls as littleone continued to fuck Me with her mouth. My balls were swollen and throbbing with the need to release. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her hair tightly, which I had learned she loved, and held her so she couldn't get away and pounded My cock rapidly in and out of her mouth, loving the face fucking I was giving her. 

I was almost there. Spit and saliva drooled freely from her chin and dripped down on her tits. Her tongue swirled against the bulging veins of My swollen cock each time it drove into the back of her throat. My head became light. My knees started to buckle as every ounce of energy rushed to My groin. 

I felt My cock swell between her lips as cum surged through its length. I let out a deep roar as hot cream exploded from the tip and surged against the roof of her mouth. Cum poured from My cock in a steady stream. A second equally powerful surge gushed into her mouth followed by a third. Her fingers pressed against my scrotum as several small squirts continued to pump from My cock. 

My slave sat back and looked up at Me with her mouth open. Cum drooled down her chin and dripped onto her tits. She took My cock back into her mouth and down her throat, massaging it with her tongue and throat muscles. She continued to lick and suck My meat like a starved nymph. Then she sucked My balls into her mouth one at a time before finally standing.

littleone pressed against me and pushed her tongue into My ear. Then she kissed Me on the lips and pushed her tongue into My mouth letting us share the taste of remnants My cum before she went back to kissing my ear.

In My ear she whispered, "Will you keep this poor slave as yours Master?"

"Oh God yes," I said.

"I had an orgasm when you pulled my hair and filled my mouth with all that cum Sir. Please don't be mad with me for not asking permission. Sir, your cunt is all wet and gooey. Do you want to lick it clean Master?"

"Turn the water off slave. No, I am not mad with you and yes, I do want to lick My property, even though it is only a worthless cunt, clean."

She turned the water off and pushed the door of the large shower open. After this morning's sexual adventures I did not know how in the hell I was still erect but figured it had to be a result of the Tri-Mix erection injection. 

The mere image of my tongue sliding into this hot vixen's cunt was not something I could walk from. I slammed her up against the shower wall and shoved a hand between her legs. Our mouths wrestled as our tongues thrashed back and forth. I shoved two fingers up her soaking cunt and dug them around deep inside her. 

She squirmed against Me and shoved her tongue into my ear, whispering, "Oh My God Sir. Please Sir, please, I want you to fuck Me with your mouth, to put your tongue in your cunt and make me cum all over your face. But first Sir, I want to lick your fingers and taste my pussy."

She pulled my dripping fingers from her cunt and licked them clean one at a time while staring unswervingly into My eyes. Breathing heavily she then laid her hands on My shoulders. I sank to the shower floor and stared at the tasty treat in front of My face. The pink lips of her slave's pussy pushed out from the gash of her swollen peach just begging to be licked.

Being much more assertive than submissive, littleone swung a leg over my shoulders forcing My head back. She slowly sank down onto My face. My mouth opened wide as I clamped My lips around her swollen pussy and shoved My tongue into her hot cunt. She grabbed My head and ground her pussy hard against My face as I licked, sucked and slurped her sweet slave's nectar.

The thought went through My mind that this behavior was a result of two things. The most important in her mind was that she wanted to be all the woman any man could want and she was trying her best to show Me, for Me to want too always keep her. The other thought was that what I did to her this morning had a benefit I had not suspected. Maybe I had really set her "free" to be all she ever dreamed.

"Oh God Sir, yes... fuck this worthless cunt with your tongue... ooooohhhhhh... yes... that's it... aaaahhhhhh..."

littleone kept pushing down on My face finally forcing me to the floor. She rubbed her pussy up over My nose and down across My chin. She was riding My mouth and tongue, cowgirl style, as hard as anyone had ever ridden My cock. Her moans and gasps became louder and more desperate.

"Oh fuck Sir... aaaahhhhhh... oh God yes... please Sir, put your fingers in my ass, Sir... ooooohhhhhh... oh God, please Sir, permission! I'm gonna cum Sir... oh fuck..."

"Cum bitch," I said as I shoved two fingers deep in her ass and sucked her hard clit between My lips. She cried out in a loud shriek. Pussy juice gushed from her cunt and filled My mouth. I continued to lick up her sweet nectar until she was finished cumming. She stood over me, one foot on each side of My head. I had a perfect view of her pink pussy lips folded open and glistening with dewdrops of pleasure.

"Master, I love how you eat this worthless pussy," she said grinning. "Are you going to punish your poor slave for cumming again without permission," she said in an innocent little girl voice. 

"Not now slave. I did give you permission, you just did not hear it."

littleone slowly squatted over My cock and guided the tip to the lips of her swollen pussy mound. She held My meat in her opening, moving it back and forth along her slit and across her clit. She finally let go and sank down on My shaft. I watched it slowly disappear into her channel until it was stuffed all the way up her cunt. 

She held Me deep inside her, moving slowly back and forth and using her well-trained pussy muscles to squeeze and massage My cock. She finally lifted up My length until the tip of My cock was barely inside her pussy, and then came crashing down, impaling herself on My swollen meat. She did this repeatedly, holding Me deep inside her cunt to milk My cock each time she impaled herself on My shaft.

"Oh fuck Master... aaaahhhhhh... your cock feels so good in my pussy... ooohhhhh... that's it Sir... fuck me... oh God... aaaaaahhhhhh... UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH..."

Rubbing her clit hard against the base of My cock, littleone had another orgasm. She dropped to her knees and propped her hands by My head with her tits jiggling in My face as she continued to ride Me. My hands cupped her creamy ass cheeks and guided her fucking motions. I sucked a nipple in My mouth and bit it hard just as My forefinger found the tight nub of her asshole and cruelly went deep inside giving her another example of pain and pleasure.

"Oh God yes... Master, I love your fingers in my ass... oh God... ooooohhhhhh... that's it... deeper... aaaahhhhhh... 

"Cum now bitch, NOW!"

I'm gonna cum again Sir... mmmppphhh... AAAAAHHHHHH..."

I bit both of her nipples hard as her cunt tightened around My cock even more. This slave is a sex machine I thought. Could this be the karrita side of her personality or is the result of My taking everything from her this morning and freeing her mind completely, allowing her pure raw animal instincts to come forward as never before? 

She kissed me hard and ground her pussy against my cock as cunt juices dripped down My balls onto the carpeting of the bathroom. After catching her breath, she slowly stood and squeezed her tits with a wanton and uncontrolled look of pure animal lust on her face.

"Sir, please Sir, get up here and fuck me. Fuck me hard Master. Use me Master! Rip this worthless pussy apart. Hurry please..." 

She was doing everything she could to bring out the raw animal instinct in Me and it was working, trying, I thought her best, to show Me that I would never want or desire another woman. I got up off the floor and threw her against the wall, slamming My body against hers in the process. Her teeth bit my lower lip and drew blood. My hands grabbed tightly onto her ass cheeks and lifted her off the ground as she threw her head back and wrapped her legs around my body.

As soon as My cock found the juicy folds of her pussy, I thrust hard and jammed my meat deep into her cunt. At the same time, I bit into the side of her neck. She let out a loud shriek and dug her fingernails into my back. I slammed my cock into her again and again, driving her body up the side of the wall using her. 

"Shove your cock in your cunt Sir... harder... aaaahhhhhh... yessss... ooohhhhhh... deeper... oh fuck.... Mmmmppphhhh... fuck me Sir... fuck me... ooohhhhhh..."... 

littleone's gasps and screams were out of control as her body was being wracked with a continuous series of orgasms. My fingers were slimy with pussy juice that poured from her cunt and dripped down my balls. My throbbing meat pushed deep into her and slammed up against her cervix each time she impaled herself giving her more of pain/pleasure from her Master.

I was more than exhausted but My adenine was flowing; her tight pussy twitched, squeezed, and massaged My cock as she rode me. Her screams were out of control as filth spilled from her slave's mouth. My middle finger found the rim of her asshole and easily pushed inside. I buried it to the knuckle and vigorously dug it around inside her dark hole as My cock continued to pound her pussy.

"Yeah Master... that's it... I love how you shove your finger up my ass! ooohhhhhh fuuuuccckkkk Master... use another finger... yes... aaaahhhhhh... oh God yes!"

Her fingers clawed at the skin on My neck and dug into My scalp as her bare heels dug into the back of my legs. My cock knifed up into her belly each time she slammed her cunt down its length. She was having one orgasm after another. Her moans and squeals were loud and out of control. Pussy juice was flying everywhere.

My balls were about to explode. I had never fucked anyone this hot in my life! Just as I was almost there she stopped moving with my cock buried deep in her cunt. Her well-trained pussy twitched against My meat. She put her tongue in my ear and whispered breathing deeply.

"You haven't fucked my ass yet Sir. You made me your asshole slut this morning. Never have I had orgasms from just my ass," she said as her breathing continued heavy. "I want your cum in my worthless ass. I want to know those different and wonderful asshole orgasms. Please Sir, make your slave happy. I beg you."

Not waiting for Me to reply littleone lifted off my cock and dropped to her knees. Looking up at Me, she quickly gobbled my entire cock into her very talented mouth and down to her throat. She teased Me to the brink of orgasm and then backed off. She looked up at me with My swollen meat in her hand as she got the tube of lube from the edge of the Jacuzzi and with both hands; she was greasing My proud shaft with a wanton determined look on her face. 

"Patience, Master. Good things in life are worth waiting for and I have waited for this day for seventeen years," as she lubed My shaft teasing Me... "Your new asshole slut wants you to fuck her ass good. I want you to fill me up with lots of good thick gooey cum. Are you ready to fuck your slave's ass, Master?"




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 08



I laughed. She was so correct. If there was a fire now I have no idea that I could get up on My feet. I felt completely legless. I drew her into My arm, holding her close and loving doing it. I looked at her and her eyes were shut. Following her lead, I shut mine also and held her close.

About an hour later, I woke up and shook her gently. "Come on littleone; let's get this showering done with so we both feel clean and fresh.

I got up and told her to wait a minute. I turned the water on in the shower and then walked back to her, extending both My hands to her to help her get up on those cute feet. She took My hands and we went to the now warm shower.

"No messing around littleone. I am all but dead."

She looked up at Me and smiled and weakly said, "Yes Sir." Then she flicked her tongue on both of My nipples and proceeded to wash Me.

As she was washing My drooping cock and legs, I told her, "When you finish with Me and with what you are supposed to do, come directly to the bed and get in. Do not kneel and ask permission. I just gave it to you. We are going to rest, and hopefully sleep dear."

"Yes Sir."

"Oh baby, wash everything. Run a razor over that cunt but do not worry about doing it perfectly."

"Please Sir, step out now. I am done with you and I need to dry you."

"Ok baby," I said stepping out of the shower.

She dried Me showing her love and dedication. As she finished I drug My tired and give out ass toward the bed. I think I was asleep within one minute of My head hitting the pillow. I do not even remember her turning the shower back on or her climbing in the bed to hold me close.

I woke a couple of hours later with her tits pushed against My back and her arm around Me, holding Me lovingly. I gently turned toward her and took her in My arm holding her close, her head on My shoulder, loving the moment. I dozed off some holding her and about a half-hour later, I was awake once again with My arm still holding her.

Even though I am on a diet, we had fucked through breakfast and now had slept through lunch. We had only gotten a sandwich on our way home yesterday, so therefore neither one of us had eaten anything substantial for over a day. In addition, we were now four and half-hours behind in her training. 

Shit on it I thought. I don't care. I love this woman as I have never loved anyone and we will simply adjust and go on. The many months of her pre-training had already proved to be more successful than I had figured they would be. It had shown Me that her dedication to learning to serve Me was as important to her, or maybe more so, than what she had told Me. I am so damn proud of her of her honest, loving determination and need to belong to only Me.

For some reason My mind flashed back to, what turned out to be a very special day, when I had visited with her. She had met Me and kissed Me directly on the mouth, tenderly and lovingly holding Me briefly. She then sat down, legs open and with her palms up on the table never taking her eyes off of Me from the time I first walked into the room. Before I could speak, she said to Me, "Sir, please Sir, I need to say something to you."

Not knowing what she wanted to say I simply replied, "Ok littleone, do it."

Never taking her eyes from mine, in fact, her eyes were penetrating mine; she started speaking quoting to Me her Oath of Service word for word. What was so fantastic was that this was not a short Oath and she never missed a word or emphasis point. I was so proud of her I simply said, "I accept dear."

She then stirred a little, pulling her knee up on My crotch, and her extended arm squeezed Me briefly. I leaned in and kissed her forehead, softly and tenderly. She stirred further and turned her head toward My chest and kissed it, equally as I had kissed her.

"Hi Sir. My God Sir, I needed that nap. It was wonderful holding Me tight."

"I know baby, I know. I was dead," I said looking down at her. She had put her choker/collar on in the collar position. Another little thing that just compounded My pride in her.

Seeing Me look at her collar she softly said, "The leash is on the corner post of the bed behind your head Sir, ready for your use."

"Do you think that you belong now?"

"Oh yes Sir, not only do I think, I believe it with all my heart."

With that, she rolled over, somewhat on top of Me, holding herself up by her arms and started licking My breasts and nipples ever so sensuously. As she had come up, I noticed that the modified ben-wa balls were in place between her neck and the collar on her right side, which put a smile on My face, along with what she was doing so lovingly. 

She wiggled a little and put her right thigh on My crotch with her leg in between My legs as My arms came up to hold her. Her scent was intoxicating and between that and her amorous actions I was so relaxed I shut My eyes, simply relishing in her, My first true slave.

She soon stopped and laid her head down on My chest contented and happy, holding My neck. This wonderful scene was rudely interrupted by My stomach growling.

She laughed softly and raised her head up speaking in a playful little girl's voice, "Oh no, I've been a naughty little girl. My Master is hungry and I haven't fixed Him anything to eat."

"Well yes you have but I want a special appetizer before you go to the kitchen to fix us something to eat for the first time. Move littleone, put your head and shoulders on the bed and put that cunt's ass high in the air for your Master's pleasure," I said as I lightly swatted her ass.

As her well-toned ass came up for My pleasure I began kneading it saying softly, "I am going to taste every inch of your mouth-watering ass."

Jesus I loved how she looked as My gaze journeyed beyond her neck and down her curvaceous spine. There My eyes came to rest upon My slave's incredible hips with those voluptuous heightened knolls of delicious ass that had twice previously taken her Master's cock and once again come to orgasm under My relentless pounding. Once again I swatted both cheeks of her ass before starting to lather her entire backside with My tongue... each leg was completely vanquished, both of her luscious thighs gently fondled as My saliva glazed across her golden skin... all before My lips and tongue found themselves burrowed between the cleavage of littleone's resplendent backside.

Feeling the weighty flesh pressed against the sides of My face, My hunger manifested itself as littleone's savory cleft soon fell victim to My prying tongue. littleone's entire body reacted to My tongue-slipping pass her anal ring by inhaling as much air as she could... Her hands clinched the pillows -- eyes sealed shut -- mouth wide open in complete awe.

I could tell this was the first time any person had bestowed her this enchanting assault on her ass. My hands came to rest upon each orb of her smooth, slightly red tinged ass. My tongue engulfed as My fingernails dug deeper into her ass flesh... soon, My entire tongue was having tender intercourse with littleone's asshole.

Again, I was inside littleone... Yet this time our fruitful deed of intercourse echoed a resounding truth in our minds. Every gasp littleone summoned every ripple of pleasure that washed across her lovely ass... I knew. Littleone proclaimed between her breathless heaves, "You're inside of Me."

My only reply was a deeper lunge into that scrumptious ass. I knew then that littleone and I would be together for a VERY long time indeed.

"My God Sir, I love it. Sir please Sir, let me rest."

I withdrew My tongue from her slowly and this kissed each redden cheek, then laughed as I rolled from behind her, and stretched out taking deep breaths.

She came to Me laying about half on Me kissing My neck and licking My ear. When she had finished I said to her, "Reach up and get that leash and snap it on littleone, it's time to take My pet for a walk."

Cutting her smiling eyes at Me along with a slight devilish smile, she did as instructed and then said to Me, "Wow Wow Master."

"Ah, it is so good to have a little bitch that can bark when she has completed her duty."

The little devil had laid back down and dropped her leash in between her lovely tits letting it fall down to the center of her now well used cunt. A sexy sight if I ever saw one. I got up off the bed and told her to come on. She rolled out of the other side, slipped her small sexy feet into her stilettos and walked to the end of the bed where I was standing and handed me the leather strap handle of her leash, smiling. I took the leash, tugged on it just a little, and then started toward the kitchen with her two steps behind Me.

I set in the "captain's" stool, looked at her, and then said, "pour Me some ice tea and if you want a glass, fix one for yourself. Then go to work slut, we need food."

I was amazed at the sight of her. She was opening cabinets and drawers seeing where various items were while thinking what she were going to prepare. She investigated the refrigerator, made her decisions, and started cooking for us to eat. The sound of her sexy stilettos on the tile floor was music to My ears. As I sat there, a thought crossed My mind and without commenting, I got up and left the kitchen. 

I came back in and walked up behind her saying, "raise your arms slave."

I put a short white apron, somewhat lacy and mostly see through, around her and tied a large bow in the back. "Turn around so I can see you slave."

The apron was perfect. It hung down to just above her pussy and looked darling on her. She looked up at me smiling and said, "I love it Master."

"I'm hungry.... Keep working baby." In a very short time, she had some awesome smelling food put in front of Me and I hungrily 'dove in' enjoying every bite. Seeing Me eating littleone then fixed her plate and joined Me at the island counter.

Just as we finished there was a knock at the back door. I looked at her and said in a low voice, "karrita, go answer the door, invite our guest in, escort him here and then kneel, hands behind you back over there," I said pointing. She batted her eyes and said, "I am karrita Sir."

She looked at Me just briefly, nodded her head slightly acknowledging what I had said, then smiled from ear to ear. She started walking one foot in front of the other, shoulders back, tits projected forward with nothing more on then her new apron, stiletto heels, and collar with the attached leash hanging down in front of her pussy to the back door with her ass wiggling a little extra. I just chuckled. That's My karrita. I was so happy she quickly noticed the change in personalities I wanted, and did it gracefully.

"Welcome Sir," I heard her say. 

"Is Carl here?"

"Yes Sir, my Master is in the kitchen, please follow me."

I knew the voice, it was My friend Jay and I knew that with his semi-conservative wife, his eyes were glued to karrita's wonderful ass. karrita stood in front of the kitchen, head lowered and eyes downcast, and extended her left arm indicating where I was as Jay walked in.

"Hello my friend. Have a seat. Do you want something to drink?"

"Got any tea?"

"Slave, get him a glass of tea."

"Yes Sir," she said in her soft sexual submissive voice.

"She's new," Jay asked.

"Yeah, and I am in early training with her. What a damn job that is. It has damn near worn an old man like Me out."

karrita put Jay's tea in front of him and moved to the location that I had indicated. I noticed a half-smile on her face as she kneeled. I was impressed she kneeled as I had taught her with her cunt fully exposed for our viewing pleasure. Anticipating what I had in mind, she put her head back slightly and opened her mouth making an almost perfect 'O" with it.

"Tough life," Jay said chuckling and shaking his head.

"What's on your mind My friend," I said as Jay starred at karrita, his tongue all but hanging out.

"Damn, I've already forgot what I wanted to talk to you about. You know, Tammy would never kneel, much less be dressed as karrita is and damn sure would never answer the door 'dressed' like that. You lucky bastard," he said smiling.

"Well, since you don't remember why the hell you came by, you might as well give Me a second opinion on how she has been trained so far. Hell, I could be doing Tammy a favor....This way you won't want to molester her tonight.

He laughed, with a sparkle in his eyes, saying, "are you serious?"

"Hell yes I am. She likes to be used, especially if it is for My pleasure and it will give Me pleasure to have a second opinion on the status of her training. She will start by sucking you off and if you are able, and she pleases you, you are welcome to freely use all of her holes."

Jay swallowed hard, and I thought I saw his cock twitch under his slacks as he got up and walked toward My beautiful young slave.

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Jay walked up to me and obligingly spread his legs for me. I lowered my head directly to his crotch keeping my mouth in an 'O' and I thought, even covered by his pants, his cock could be bigger than my Master's cock. My mouth watered and I couldn't wait to see it. I reached for his belt and unbuckled it. The snap on his pants gave me a little trouble, and so did his zipper, but in a minute I had his pants open. I had to move my head back a little and wiggle his pants and boxers down past his knees before I could put the palm of my hand on his growing stiff rod. Glancing down I saw that there was already a wet spot of leaked pre-cum on his shorts.

Smiling I watched as the spot grew even bigger when I pressed the heel of my hand against his cock and milked it upward. Jay gasped.

"You have some nice equipment Sir," I said licking my lips. And I wasn't kidding, not one bit. Up close, I couldn't believe how big it was. Not only long, but big around. God, I had no idea how it was going to fit inside me, but there was no way I was going to worry about it, not with Master watching.

I rubbed the top with my palm, smearing the clear sticky pre-cum all over my hand and Jay's cock. It was like a big purple plum, the skin stretched tight, the little hole in the end marking the seam, the whole thing glistening as if the watering system at the grocery store had just misted it all over.

I gently wrapped my hand around Jay's wet cock and began stroking it. I was stroking pre-cum out of his cock in a steady trickle, and I couldn't wait to slurp it up. I leaned forward to suck him into my mouth and opened my mouth wide and sucked Jay's cock into my waiting mouth.

Jay bucked and grabbed my head, involuntarily pushing his cock farther into my welcoming lips as if they were a pussy begging for cum. I gagged a little bit, but there was no way I was going to let him think he could get a better blowjob from his conservative wife than he could from me.

Sperm, wonderfully, is oily and slippery for a reason -- so it can lubricate the way for the cock it comes from. The pre-cum coating on his cock helped it go farther into my throat than I would have believed. Jay gasped in pleasure. I would have too, but my mouth was full. I had to concentrate on breathing through my nose while I opened my throat even wider wanting to be great so My Master would be proud of me.

I bobbed my head up and down, fucking him with my throat. As with my Master, I couldn't believe how satisfying it was to feel his need pulsing in my mouth. However, not everyone was satisfied. My pussy wanted her share too, and she wasn't getting any this way. Without Master's permission, I straddled down on Jay's leg, letting my pussy settle herself on his shin and grind herself against him while I licked, slurped and deep-throated him. 

Jay gave up trying to keep from cumming making me think that his wife hadn't drained his balls in a long time. I had taken my mouth away from his cock briefly, while stroking it with my hand, but before I could get my lips around his rod again a giant glob of white sperm erupted from the end. It splashed onto my forehead and immediately began sliding its sticky way down my face. It was warm and gooey, kind of like hot yogurt, and the scent of it made me as dizzy, as if I'd just downed a double shot of Jose Cuero. Little ripples of impending orgasm rippled up from my pussy, and I rubbed her harder against Jay's leg while squirt after squirt of sperm splashed onto my face. 

It was wicked of me, but I immediately fell in love with the feeling of having my face covered in cum. Letting a man's need spatter all over the most public part of my whole body was gratifying in a way I would never have imagined. It was visible evidence of a his desire, and at the same time it was secret; no one besides Jay and Master would ever see his hot sperm trickling across my eyes, down my cheeks, over my lips. And my Master's poor pussy, as sensitive as she was, could never feel his warm goo the way my face did - she was way too busy making warm goo of her own. It was a whole universe different than what I was used to, and I knew I would never stop wanting hot sperm on my face. Recognizing my new need, I kept sliding my hand up and down Jay's wet cock, helping it spurt more and more slimy sperm. I leaned forward to better catch it on my face, letting it hit my cheeks and my lips and drool down all over my fingers.

Jay twitched and bucked, sliding his stiff cock in and out of my hungry hands while his cock ran dry on my willing face.

I felt him sag back as his cock spurted its last, an oozy little blob that barely cleared his dick and drooled over my fingers. He swallowed hard and I could feel all of his muscles were relaxing as his cock wilted in my hand. He took a deep breath as I gently squeezed the last drop out of him and licked it up, just as a good slave should.

I leaned back, still kneeling, and cleaned up using my fingers to scrape the sperm off my nose, cheeks, and eyes and into my hungry mouth. God, he tasted almost as delicious as Master!

Jay looked at me like he was wondering just who I was. But he'd liked fucking my mouth, and I could tell he wanted more. 

"You did a rather sloppy job," Master said.

Master pointed at my legs and I looked down to see what he was talking about. Clinging to knee was a viscid blob of white sperm. The three of us watched as it started to drip off my knee and onto the carpet. My pussy spammed in a little anticipatory orgasm. I just knew that Master could tell I was having a little orgasm and I felt myself blushing furiously. I felt a sudden warm rush of love for my Master, who knew my deepest secrets and loved me anyhow.

"Lick yourself clean slut," Master said.

"Yes Sir," I replied looking lovingly at Him.

"If you want Jay, she will get you hard again and you can take either of her other two holes, as you please," Master stated.

"Let me get my shit together and some other day I will come back and try to help you train her," he said pulling his pants up and tucking his shirt in, smiling the whole time.

"Bow to him slut and thank him for his gift. Then come here."

I quickly bowed and kissed each of his feet and said to him, "Sir thank you for the gift of your cum. I am honored to have received it." I then extend my hands fully forward, putting my forehead to the floor, submitting totally to him. I counted to ten, then rose back up on my knees, then stood without assistance, and walked to my Master, handing him the handle of my leash.

As I started to bow I had seen the expression on Jay's face, which was priceless.

Master, looking at Jay, said, "here take the bitch's leash and walk her if you want too. Make her walk or get on all fours, just like the bitch she is, if you want to know the feeling of the power of ownership. You will never be the same man again, that I promise you Jay."

A look of amazement came on Jay's face as he reached for the leash. "Come slave, follow me," he directed as he pulled lightly on my leash, bringing my neck toward him. I followed him two steps behind him from the dining room into the living room. He stopped and told me, "all fours now."




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 09



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been changed so that the guilty, or rather the characters of the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. To fully understand what has happened, please start with the first chapter and please remember to vote and or comment. Thanks.



I was working at the computer when karrita returned. She came to My right side, kneeled and handed Me her leash, head bowed, eyes downcast, newly shaved cunt fully exposed and shinning, and in her black stilettos. She truly was a beautiful sight for her Master's eyes.

I was very pleased to see that what little I had taught her, yesterday in the car, and what I had taught littleone was staying with both of her personalities. This was going to make My task much easier and her life much simpler also. Additionally, I was amazed at how she comfortably fit into both of the personalities and was able to keep them separate.

I took the leash from her offering hand and put the leather strap around My wrist, in affect binding her to Me. I knew that both of her personalities had an unusually high need of feeling that they belonged, they had a place, a home, purpose in life, and that they have a Master who completely owns them. Besides, I had learned yesterday that karrita dearly loves being on a leash, having it pull on her neck and bring her along wherever I want her to go. So this 'little' act of putting the strap around My wrist simply reinforces that in her mind and besides, I had seen the glow in her face when Jay had her get on all 'fours' like a real bitch and crawl.

I reached for her chin, put My hand on it, and gently raised her head level so that she was able to look directly into My eyes and said firmly, but softly, "you do not need, for the time being to keep your head bowed or your eyes downcast all the time. We are going to be doing a few 'housekeeping' chores, helping you get acquainted with where things are and with some of the things, you will need to know, so do not hesitate to look up and see. Now go put some make-up on but do not use the 'whore's red' lipstick. Pick another color and do your eyelashes. Come find Me when you have finished that karrita."

"Yes Sir," she said as I took the leash off My wrist as she rose to go. It is such a beautiful site seeing her with her collar and leash.

I went to the kitchen to get a glass of tea and in just a few minutes, she was there, looking radiant. I put what was left of My tea down, and took her leash pulling on it walking out of the kitchen. I led her to the front bedroom, which has a walk-in closet, opened that door and turned on the overhead fluorescent light. As the light came on, I heard a small gasp come from her as her hand sprang to her mouth, attempting to suppress it.

The wall she was facing had a shoe rack on it that all but ran from the ceiling to the floor. The top two racks had eight pairs of four-inch soft kid-leather stiletto pumps with leather soles, and toe cleavage all in different colors. The next two racks had the same stilettos pumps, all made of soft kid-leather, leather soles, and toe cleavage except that they were five-inch ones, all in different colors. The next rack down had only four pair of five-inch stilettos, in various colors, but was the type with straps. The rack above the last one down had four pairs of classy "flats" in different colors. Finally, the last rack had two pair of high-class tennis shoes.

"Master, this is unbelievable," she exclaimed grabbing My neck and kissing it.

"It is very simple karrita, you and littleone will either have a minimum of four-inch heels on or you will have flats on when you wear shoes. There is no in between allowed. The four-inch stilettos are 'training heels' or when I want you to have a more subdued appearance. The only time the tennis shoes will be used is when we are here on the property. The two of you will never leave this property in tennis shoes unless, for example, if we were to go out on the boat with Andrea, and I tell you to wear them."

I had kind of stepped aside and she had come forward and was playing touchy feely with various pairs as she said, "Yes Sir, with pleasure!"

"Look here slut," I said pointing to a four-drawer plastic set of drawers mounted to the wall as I pulled open the top drawer. In it was four packs of six pairs each of Hanes Silk Reflections, all "mostly black" color thigh-highs, all the length that would come up to the top of her thighs at her cunt. 

"Master, I have never owned more than three pairs of hose at one time or more than two pair of heels and none of them were as sexy and classy as these."

"Well, ok, but look here," I said as I opened the second drawer. In it were four packs, as before, of six pairs each of Hanes Silk Reflections fancy lacy top nylons, in the same color, in a length of about 2 or three inches less than the thigh-highs.

"Continuing I told her, "You will never wear pantyhose. Never, slave.

She reached in, opened one pack pulling one nylon out, and rubbed it against her face then dropping it down and pulling it back and forth across her pert nipples. After she had done that twice or so she dropped to her knees and took my flaccid cock in her mouth sucking it hard. Just as abruptly, she stopped and came up and took each of My nipples and teased them with her tongue.

"Stop you cum slut," I said not too effectively.

She giggled and reached up and kissed Me directly sticking her tongue deep into My mouth and then backed off.

"In the next drawer, my precious slave is something to help you along," I said opening it. In it were four pairs of lacy garter belts in different colors.

"I've never owned one of these Master."

"You don't now but you are expected to use them. We will not get into why the men you were with previously didn't have sense enough to compliment your natural sexiness. As a result, I probably should thank the stupid bastards but as a result, you are My property now and they are, and have been, the losers."

"In the last drawer karrita are these little items. The first three, in red, black, and white, are what I call half-bras. If you notice there are holes for straps, but the straps are removed. They should come up to just the very lower part of your aureoles'. That way your nipples are always fully available and I can suck on the whole nipple and the majority of your aureole. The only purpose of these is to help support you tits and to push them together some for a more visual cleavage. The next three items, in the same colors, are what I call open, or exposed, bras with the same dual purposes. Basically, these are full bras with straps without a cup, so to speak designed to project your tits up and together some. Unless we go out to a real fancy place, you will never wear a full-cupped bra. You are to be bra-less at all times, unless I tell you to wear one of these or either of you ask for permission to wear one of these, understand slut?"

Reaching for the red "half-bra" she said, "Master I've never worn one of these, or the others for that matter. Master. Please Master let me put it on. I want to see how it does and how much it pleases you Sir."

"Well ok, but for Me to give you permission, you will need to put the red garter belt on also with the hose."

"Great Master! That was going to be my next questions anyway. This stuff looks so sexy Master. I love it all Sir!"

"Go ahead slut, make yourself happy," I said backing out of the closet and sitting in one of the big dining room chairs I had in this room for this purpose.

She got the red half-bra out of the drawer, pulled it around her, fastening in front and then twisting it around until it was in position just under her tits. She pulled on it trying to get it correct and looking at this transformed slut I said, "Come her cunt."

She came toward Me, only briefly pausing at the full-length mirror on the closet door for a fast look, and then stood in front of Me. "Be still cunt. Jesus. Wait a minute," I said as she was trying to adjust her tits. "Turn around."

I pulled on the bra in the back and on her sides, where she could not easily reach, putting it higher up on her. When I was done, she said, "Much better now Master," and then walked again to the mirror to study herself. 

"Sir, may I later try this with the straps. They appear to hook where they would be on the outer parts of my shoulders. If so, and I pull the straps tight, then the bra may push my tits closer together to give me the appearance of more cleavage."

"I don't really have a problem with that except, all of this is supposed to be comfortable on you for hours of use. If you pull the straps to tight, they will cut into you and will hurt. Understand Me, when we are out in public I want your tits up and out. No sagging tits when we are out of the house."

"Yes Sir," she said walking to the cabinet and opening the second drawer to get the nylons out. Without looking closely to what she was doing, she turned toward Me and smiled as she open the plastic bag with the nylons. She had already opened one bag but being so excited she did not remember that and was now opening an additional bag; putting a big smile on My face which I was sure she did not understand why. I guess she just thought I was happy.

She then reached in the third drawer and got the red garter belt as she slipped her black four-inch stilettos off and put them up on the rack. In their place she got the red five-inch stilettos and then walked to the small chair, with the hose, garter belt, and heels, I had this chair for her to sit on to change or to use to put on nylons or thigh-highs.

She put the heels on the floor and laid the bag of nylons on the seat of the chair. Then she proceeded to put the garter belt on and adjust it where she thought it was best on her hips. My little slave was getting sexier by the minute as she sat down to put the nylons on.

"Master! What are these Sir," she said holding one of them up. I laughed at her and shook My head. 

"Those My slave karrita, are seamed nylons with what is called a Cuban heel. Run your hand down it and you will see that the heel portion actually comes up and is fully exposed, and sexy."

"Jesus Sir, I love them. Never have I ever dreamed of wearing something like this."

"Well the contrast of the black against the red heels is certainly eye catching," I said grinning like fox. "Now pay attention, this is part of your training. You are probably going to need help each time you put these on, as opposed the non-seamed ones, in order to get them straight on your legs. Notice also that these garters have six straps for each leg as opposed to a normal one with two straps. The reason for that is to help keep these seamed nylons straight."

Unbeknown to her she was now making the transformation from an already very sexy sumptuous female to what would be and extra sensuous, appealing, sexy, and classy female, to both man and woman. I love it when a plan comes together. Her exceptional ability to keep karrita and littleone separate and yet both retain the knowledge of what each has learned, was making My love and respect for her grow by leaps and bounds.

"What I want you to do, as I looked at My watch, is to put the first one on and hook the straps, or garters, as best you can. I want to see what you know and how you go about it."

She did it and did a pretty good job managing to get three of the garters hooked before I stopped her.

"Back up to Me baby." I unsnapped all but one garter, twisted the nylon some and attached all but two of them in front. "Now you hook those others baby."

She was just like a kid at Christmas in front of a tree full of presents, but as I was already learning, she is a quick learner. The second one she did a better job with and all I did was make some minor adjustments and hooked the very back two garters that are really hard to get to. I patted her on her still sensitive ass and said, "there you go girl."

She picked up her red heels and walked over to Me, putting one hand on My shoulder to steady herself as she slipped the soft kid-leather stilettos on her sexy feet. She walked a few feet away from me, posed briefly, and then turned slowly, showing Me all of her. 

She started toward the mirror and I said, "No don't, come here first."

She walked to Me and as she stopped I said, "Open your legs bitch. I want to feel that worthless cunt."

I could see that her nipples were, and had been for the last ten minutes or so, rock hard. She opened her legs wide and reached up to My shoulders to steady herself just as two of My fingers reached toward her cunt. I ran the back of My fingers along the top of the inside of her thighs. They were very moist and she gasped slightly as the back of My fingers lightly rubbed there. 

I moved to her cunt finding that her outer lips were swollen and that she now had juices starting to run out of her. My little whore karrita had gotten herself totally excited just getting dressed in these new things. Now I had a decision to make, let her cum or just drive her up to the edge and leave her there knowing what was going to happen to her in a few minutes.

I ran My fingers in her slit, carefully avoiding her clit. On the third pass up her slit, in between those swollen lips, she stammered, "Please Master, please let me cum for your pleasure. I need to so bad Sir."

"Looks like to Me that all the pleasure will be yours whore."

"Please Master, please, don't tease me now. I'm begging you Sir."

As she finished saying that, I slipped two of My fingers into her sopping wet cunt and hooked My fingers back toward Me hitting her G spot dead on. As My fingers started their gentle massage of her G spot, I took My other hand, opened her cunt, and saw that her clit had swollen and its little head was out of its sheath, begging for attention.

My fingers brought her as close to the edge as I dared to do. I did not want her to cum now so I pushed My fingers away from her G spot and stopped all motion inside her needy cunt. As I did that, there was a gentle knock on the back door and then the voice of My part-time married slave donna.

"I'm in here slave. Come here cunt and do it now!" karrita heard Me and looked at Me through those half-closed eyes, not really understanding but too far gone to have any of it register in her mind. Her breathing was heavy and trying to move her hips to get the action she needed to cum.

Slave donna walked up and stood partially behind Me. Her eyes locked on karrita and held karrita's eyes as she reached up and pulled her panties off and handed them to Me. She took her regular heels off an put on a pair of stilettos she keeps just for use with Me. I smelled her panties and relished in her aroma. 

Just to keep karrita stirring I briefly massaged her G spot as I told slave donna, "I'm glad to see and smell that you played with yourself on the way here. Your panties are wet and smell good. Get your damn clothes off."

"Yes Master," donna said.

donna kept karrita's eyes locked with hers as she removed the few clothes she had on and exposed her 38 DD tits. karrita licked her lips when she saw donna's tits and donna licked hers ever so slowly, starring at karrita growing hot, passionate, and needy. donna stood somewhat to My left and spread her legs, looking at Me with begging eyes, knowing that she could not touch karrita without Me telling her so. 

I jammed my fingers directly into donna's wet cunt. She bent over and put her tongue deeply into My mouth kissing Me with a little more than her normal passion. She stopped the kiss finally and whispered into My ear, "Please Sir, please, let me have her for your pleasure."

karrita did not understand what all was happening except that this unknown woman had come in, handed her Master her panties and was now kissing him while her Master would not let her cum.

I took My wet fingers from donna's cunt and put them to karrita's mouth. "Lick and clean them slut if you want to cum."

Karrita cleaned them with a passion. What a fucking obedient slut My slave is!

I acted like I was kissing donna's ear but I whispered to her, "Yes you can have My new slave, but first I'm going to make her cum. You go fully kiss her and take her nipples and roll and pinch them. Listen to Me for your clues. After she has cum some, keep kissing her, put one hand on her clit, and do your magic. Do it good slave or I will take the paddle to your needy ass, twenty-five strokes. This is her first real time with a woman. She has been with one once before, but it really wasn't good to her. Go bitch."

Slave donna lifted off of Me and went to karrita taking karrita's face in her hands an put her full open mouth on karrita, taking all of it as I put My fingers back to work. donna's fingers moved down to karrita's hard nipples and started rolling them, harder and harder as I abused her G spot.

Under donna's mouth, I could hear karrita trying to beg, but her words were unintelligent thanks to donna's active tongue. 

As a result of what I was doing to karrita's G spot and the pain pleasure donna was doing to her nipples, along with her passionate kisses, karrita was past ready.

"CUM NOW BITCH, NOW!

karrita started cumming, and just kept cumming. I stuck My finger into donna's cunt, soaking it, and then un ceremonially pushed it up her asshole. She flinched and then clamped down on it, grinding against Me.

donna worked her woman's touch on karrita's clit causing her to continue to cum. 

Watching what was happening I knew that My loving karrita was about to collapse from pure exhaustion.

donna took her mouth off of karrita and looked at Me with begging eyes. I knew what was coming and I just nodded My head. donna dropped to her ass and slid under karrita holding her mouth wide open wanting all of karrita's juices she could get. I took My fingers out of karrita so donna could go mouth to cunt.

I could see that karrita was all but gone, so I gave the following orders, "donna you get out from her cunt. karrita squat down on your knees and hands, put your cunt on to donna's mouth, and let her have her fill of you.

"Yes Sir," they all but said in unison. 

"No," I said. "You two sixty-nine each other. Now!"

They changed positions and karrita simply dropped her head down on donna's thighs, eyes shut, breathing heavy, after putting her cunt in position for donna.

donna brought karrita off one more time and then stopped. She came out from under karrita, went up, and held her, kissing and loving her. I could tell karrita was trying to get use to the idea of another woman, donna, but from what I saw, she was adapting quickly.

littleone looked up at Me with questioning eyes. I went to her and kissed her tenderly. "littleone, this is My slave donna. She is a good person and I trust her. She has served Me, with the permission of her husband for over two years on a part-time basis. She is not here to replace you, but to help to learn more about love. Relax, enjoy her, make love to her and let her make love to you. I will be here for both of you."

Slave donna tells what happened:

Laying my head on her shoulder softly, I snuggled beside her as our time evolved into circumstances that are more intimate. She in turn rested her head above mine, wrapping her right hand in mine.

"You're so beautiful, karrita. You just amaze me." I said as she delicately traced a circle on my bare, left knee as she repositioned herself so we could look at one another.

My hand lifted up to caress her cheek. Her eyes closed, moaning at the touch as her hand grasped mine. Before long, our hands were entwined together as we stared into each other's eyes for what seemed to be an eternity.

"I want to make love to you," karrita murmured quietly, surprising herself with her words. "And I want to wake up in your arms to see your eyes looking at mine-- just like we are now."




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 10



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been changed so that the guilty, or rather the characters of the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. To fully understand what has happened, please start with the first chapter and please remember to vote and or comment. Thanks.

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Slave donna continues telling the story.

I watched her, admiring her womanly outline... that gorgeous shapely ass; the way her back plunged in her spine to curve out to those two spherical succulent cheeks as I crawled around her, like a lion to their prey, locking our bodies together in a torrid, steamy sixty-nine.

My arms went to her sides, grasping her hips with my hands pulling her in as she dug her pussy into mine; I could tell her clit was swollen as I felt it several times against me.

With my derriere hovering above karrita's face, we both proceeded to intoxicate ourselves in each other's flowing juices. I sealed my lips around her beautiful smooth vagina, swallowing the opulent tart thickness of her womanly being, fully electrifying my senses. Our limbs entwined as we rocked back and forth together; feeling her hands graze across my thighs, up to the thick globes of my backside. In that hazy moment, I felt our Master's cock gently push, where He has been many times before, into welcoming my ass. 

With my surprise, karrita's efforts multiplied as I was being double-teamed by Master and slave. I felt absolutely wonderful as both of my most delicate orifices were being savored; It was the beginning of a new part of my life. Karrita listened to Sir's moans and when she sensed Master soon would soon deposit his hot cum in my welcoming ass she sucked my clit and fingered me so that the two of them took me to a monstrous orgasm. Master then withdrew without commenting.

Our hair was jumbled from an hour or so of swaying and thrusting. Our make-up had vanished, hers due mostly to the tongue bath I bestowed upon her entire face a little before. I caught my breath, amazed by how beautiful she looked even without the makeup... but then I knew, as all women do about each other. My right hand reached upward, slowly so that my movements wouldn't interrupt her peacefulness. Her rounded chin, forged deep into the fleshy mass of my breast... my nipple just barely an inch away from a rapid sip. My gaze journeyed beyond her neck, down her curvaceous spine. There my eyes came to rest upon the voluptuous, heightened knolls of karrita's delicious ass along with those incredible hips...

My lips and tongue found themselves burrowed between the cleavage of karrita's resplendent backside. Feeling the weighty flesh pressed against the sides of my face, my hunger manifested itself as karrita's savory cleft soon fell victim to my prying tongue. karrita's entire body reacted to my tongue slipping passed her anal ring by inhaling as much air as she could... Her hands clinched Master's pillows-- eyes sealed shut-- mouth wide open in complete awe as orgasm after orgasm flowed from her.

We laid there in each other's arms, kissing and holding one another for a short time. Then karrita ascended up my frame, drawing her firm breasts along my lower back. She reached my neck, clamping her mouth upon my neck as she mounted my ass. I could hear her unintelligible moans of lust.

"Oh karrita," I gently uttered, feeling her pubic hairs tickle my ass before her hips began to grind against me; I reached around to hold her head against me. "You're so fucking hot." I said in a more authoritative tone. "You wanna fuck me, don't you baby? Huh?

"Uh-hum." karrita moaned, intoxicated by the possibility.

"You wanna fuck me like an animal, don't you?"

Saliva drooled out onto my neck as her teeth sank into my neck. I squealed as her hips thrust themselves into my ass. Her slippery breasts smothered my back as her hands ran up and down my sides. I was her hostage now... she could do anything she wanted with me.

Her mouth plundered my neck, chewing my flesh hungrily as she instinctively humped against me. I could tell she liked this, as well as bringing herself closer to orgasm with every thrust. "You like humping my ass, don't you?"

Her mouth broke off to exhale in short-winded agreement.

"You loved stabbing my ass with your tongue, didn't you?" I said as her thrusts grew rampantly. "Like you were mating with me."

karrita wailed in bliss and disbelief. She loved the way I transposed the typical male-female acts of copulation into our entanglements. It was an effective theme, although generally I preferred softer expressions of lovemaking. But now we were beasts wanting to mate.

I shoved her off me as I quickly came around too forcefully kiss her. The intensity between us sent our Master into silence. All he could do was watch in bewilderment, as his new slave became this unruly, wild savage. Our arms vigorously held each other; mouth to mouth-- bosom to breast. Our bodies were now slick with sweat; karrita's tongue pierced my mouth as I swallowed it whole. Our heads twisted hastily in an attempt for a deeper kiss.

"Fuck me." I gasped, my cunt seemingly leaking furiously and with my nipples rock hard.

karrita's only reply was her fingers clutching my hair, throwing my head back so she could consume my neck. Her legs shifted so our pussies came in contact with each other. We sat straddling each other, feeling the heat of our wombs surge in affirmation. This woman's starvation simply amazed me... All I could do was encourage her with my filthy tongue.

"You give me that you fucking animal. Make me your woman-- hump me like a man you fucking beast." By God did she! Oh, God did she as our Master, and my husband, watched in stunned silence.

The time evolved as it should have... karrita's eagerness proved it's merit by immersing me in her domain-- keeping me safely submerged for what felt like hours. All thoughts of time and the outside world vanished in the wake of karrita's merciless tongue and humping hips. There was no curve untouched and no crevice left uncared for by that girl. Gentle cries flourished into gasping screams as daylight slithered through the windows and the mood and scene passed thanks to our caring Master.

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"Ok you two, enough. karrita, get undressed and get into the shower. You get in after she is done donna and then help to get those damn hose on straight. I have plans for her and she needs to look good. Hurry you two."

I looked at John and just shook My head. "Well?" I said questionably as I heard the shower running.

"I can tell you several things Sir. First that is one hell of a woman and I'd love to fuck her if I could get my cock to rise."

John, because of a heart condition and diabetes, along with other medical reasons, had not had an erection for over five years although, at times, donna could suck him off. That is why they had suggested and agreed to let donna become My slave and serve Me; allowing her to get fucked and play at the same time. She loves John and they have grandchildren, so I was the perfect "solution," due to My discretion. I liked the idea also because it had kept Me off the streets and eliminated any worries about STD's with either one of us. So with donna being still in her early forties, her sexual needs existed and so did mine. I love her and she loves Me, but we both know that she will never leave John and I don't want her to do so. Besides John readily says that she is a different and a much more agreeable woman for about three days after I have fucked her. All three of her holes have always been available to Me. donna loves these things in this order, at least five orgasms with Me, cum in her throat, females, cum deep in her ass, and cum running out of her cunt, especially after being bond.

"If you do, you are more than welcome to fuck her. After all of these years you have unselfishly let Me have donna anyway I wanted her, it would be the least I could do. In fact, if you want her to blow you that can be arranged also before you leave today."

"The second thing is I now believe that karrita would be hell with a strap-on lying against her cunt. I believe that she would tear a woman's cunt and asshole, or for that matter, a man's asshole all to hell."

"Yes, I agree," John, said smiling and shaking his head.

"When we first got here and donna gave you her cum soaked panties, and by the way, after seeing all of that, you did the smart thing having donna soak her panties before she got here, the expression on karrita's face was priceless when you felt, smelled, and tasted them."

"Yes I thought that was a much better idea than to have donna come in as she normally does with no panties on and having Me check her cunt to see if it is ready."

"Sir, I think that she is very sexy, talented, apparently intelligent, and eager to please you. The other Dom's in our tight knit community are going to be jealous as hell, and probably try to steal her from you."

"Yes I know. My plans are not to expose her to them anytime soon. I want her fully integrated and dependant on Me before I expose us to that harassment. I brought you and donna in to see what I have waited for all of this time, have donna too have a "round" with her, along with helping Me to train her. With the years of trust the three of us have built up I know you and donna will not say anything to anyone. Besides, I think it will help karrita to have another woman she can talk too and more than likely, develop and become close friends."

'I agree Sir and you are a very lucky man."

"I know, but it took several years to get her and because everyone she knew had, if affect, abandoned her, it meant a lot to her when I did not. There was another factor John that played heavily with her. Every man she had been with treated her like shit. I was decent and over time she realized that she needed a Master, a place that she belonged, and a decent man of character to take care of her and protect her. In her heart, she knew that she was really submissive and after time I gave her the choice of staying submissive with Me or becoming a total slave. She chose the slave part on her own I think, partially because she liked the idea of being fully used by Me and a lifetime commitment."

"Ah shit Sir that is fucking unbelievable."

"Master," called karrita as she walked out of the bathroom and handed Me her leash as she knelt. "Your slave has completed her assignment Sir."

"Very good My slave; this is John and he is slave donna's husband. Stand and say hello to John slave."

"Hello John," she said extending her hand to shake it and then hugging his neck, kissing him on the cheek.

"Hello karrita, you are an amazing young lady."

"Thank you Sir, Master is working hard to train me."

"karrita, go into the kitchen and fix four glasses of iced tea please. John and I will join you at the dining room table after you have taken donna her glass of tea."

"Yes Sir, as you wish."

We sat at the table, with Me holding karrita's leash, talking about mostly nothing and in a little while donna came out of the bathroom, walked up to Me and kissed Me fully on the mouth, and then kneeled next to karrita on My right.

"Master, please Sir, let me come back and be with karrita again real soon please Sir."

"Well I don't know about this "being" with karrita, but you and John are certainly welcome to come back and enjoy our company. In fact, we should get together and cook out on the grill one day soon. I am going to want both of you to meet the other slave, littleone also."

"Yes Sir, we would enjoy that also. littleone Sir? You have another slave in addition to this fantastic one?

"Well, yes I do, and she is just as attractive as karrita."

"Holly shit Sir," John said shaking his head and smiling. "You have said nothing about this. Damn Sir."

karrita sat there not saying a word, as she was trained to do, but half-smiling, fighting to keep her eyes lowered.

Slave donna kneeled there about to burst at the seams wanting to ask questions, but I had not given her panties back to her and therefore she is "in-service" to Me and thus cannot speak freely.

As I knew would happen, slave donna said, "Sir, please Sir, let me speak freely."

"No not now slave. However, in a little while I will let that happen. I can tell both of you slaves that if I let this happen, there will be a price to pay."

I looked at both of them and they nodded their heads in agreement. "Ok karrita, you are to speak freely and tell our friends all about littleone and yourself."

"Yes Sir. It is fairly simple really, when you think about things. When Master was talking with me about committing to becoming His submissive, He had sent me many articles to read so that I would understand about all this because it was all new to me. One of the articles, included in about the third packet He had sent to me had this unusual article in it. By this time I knew, in my heart that I had always been a submissive except that I did not know about all of this and the men I had been with had forced me, because of them being trash, to be the strong one."

"The more I talked with Sir and He answered my questions the clearer things got in my mind. I knew I should be with Him and if He would accept me, I would serve Him for the rest of my life. I was a little confused; or rather concerned with how I would know when I supposed to be the 'good little girl' or the 'wanton slut and whore'." 

"Anyway, this article described how this other Master had given his submissive, wife in this case, a cure for this problem and how well it worked. Well, Master told me that if I became His slave, that he would own me and that I would be nothing more than His property. I liked that idea. Part of owning me included taking my name away from me and renaming me."

"I asked Master about this and He said that He had no problem with it. So as part of our agreement, and my contract to serve Him the rest of His life as His loving and devoted slave, He was to rename me with two names. One is the 'good little girl' and one is the 'cunt, slut, or whore', and any other things He wants me to be. The other side benefit was to take, in my mind, my history away and give me a fresh start in life.

"My God, that is brilliant Sir," said John.

"Oh yes Sir John it was and it is great! For example, when Master came and got me I already knew that I was going to be karrita as soon as I was in the car coming here until He told me otherwise. He wasted no time is making karrita know exactly what she is and used her in the car as such coming her," karrita said as slave donna's mouth hung open.

"I won't tell you what all he did, but Master is Master as you should know sister donna."

Slave donna had her head bowed, eyes shut, and I knew her mind was running wild. I just chuckled.

"Anyway," karrita continued, "about an half an hour before we got here he had finished what he was going to do with karrita and took some of the things he had in her out, and then brought forth the other me, littleone."

"Damn, damn, damn," said John, "I love it."

"Anyway, littleone, by agreement, is allowed to refer to Master as Papi if she wants to do so whereas karrita cannot call him that name. Part of the condition of the agreement was that the first time littleone comes to Papi, or Sir, she is, in her mind, a virgin and all she wants is her Sir or Papi's cock in her little wet pussy and for him to make her His "good little girl" with His cock. She wants her Papi's cock and wants it now. So in society I am littleone, a polite, well-mannered young lady who is presentable, classy, educated, and hopefully elegant but wants her Papi's cock in all of her holes." 

"Ok slave donna," you are released to now speak freely, but with respect of course."

"Ah shit Sir, I am flabbergasted. I can honestly say that karrita is all you described and much more. Pure wanton with no limits and no boundaries. Never have I been with a woman such as her. I am honored Sir, I truly am."

"Well," I said, "that's our story and we are sticking to it," smiling at both of them.

"Please Sir, please. May I sit in your lap Sir?"

I nodded My head. With that karrita got up, took the short steps in her come-fuck-me red five-inch stilettos, and set in My lap. She kissed Me, put one arm around My neck, looked at John and donna smiling ear to ear, and said, "I am the happiest I have ever been in my life and He does not even know if I can cook worth a shit."

John's response was, "Who the fuck would care? He's a pretty good cook anyway."

"What about the collar? Does littleone wear that also," donna asked.

"May I Sir?"

"Yes just briefly karrita and then put it back."

"The collar is very important to me and littleone. It is our constant reminder that we have a Master, we are his property, and most importantly, that we belong only to Him. Belonging to Him and having a permanent home, is vital to us both because of our past. Therefore, here in the house or where Master says the collar is what you see now. When littleone is out in public, or there is company here who does not know our loving lifestyle, the collar becomes this. Watch me."

With that karrita, turned the collar so that it became the beautiful choker with set stones in front and the ring for her leash in the rear, keeping her one arm around Me and extending the other one out smiling from ear to ear.

John and donna applauded and as they did, karrita stood up and took a bow before sitting her now just damp cunt back down in My lap.

"I love both of My girls and won't change them for the world. It's that simple," I said.

I could tell donna's mind was racing and finally, she said, "Shit Sir, now I know why when I asked you about my being with karrita again you said, 'I don't know about this 'being' with karrita again.' You are such a loveable old devil Sir! You said that because you were thinking about me possibly being with littleone instead. Damn! You have waved littleone's scent under my nose and have left me wanting, knowing my cunt will be purely dripping when I come back. Ah shit, your old fat cock and one of these two lovely slaves on top of it, oh my God!"

"Let Me explain a few things to ya'll. I am the only one that either karrita or littleone will respond to. No one else can command, request, or demand, that she change from one or the other personalities. So don't even think about doing that. Second, I have a major job training both of them. littleone will be the one that takes the majority of my time because of etiquette, style, class, manners, and other things. My wonderful little slave is much more intelligent than any of the people that have previously known her have any idea of." 

"I am going to want donna's help with some things female and I hope that a true bond of friendship develops between donna and My loving slave. It will help her not to feel alone and allow her to ask questions and get honest answers from a slave, you donna, who has been in the lifestyle, that I trust, and who is in dedicated service to Me."

"You have it Sir," donna said, head bowed.

"I want to say something Sir," John said finishing a drink of tea. "We lead a rather ordinary lives and it has been our pleasure knowing you Sir. I want to tell you that what you have shown us, without any of our prior knowledge, has been absolutely delightful. I guarantee you that donna's mind is going to be very active and she may not sleep very much tonight. I can tell you that she is so happy and excited you cannot believe it. This is the most exciting and interesting thing we have happen in our lives in many years. We will help you, and your loving slave, in any and all ways possible Sir."

"Thank you John, that means a lot to Me."

karrita, still with her arm around My neck and her damp cunt on My lap, was smiling and I could tell she was very comfortable and happy. I whispered in her ear and she simply whispered, "Yes Sir, with pleasure."




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 11



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been modified so that the guilty, or rather the actual characters of the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. To fully understand what has happened and how this love story between a Master and his new slave develops please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment. Thanks, SirCarl.

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We set there for a few minutes with nothing being spoken, somewhat just relaxing and enjoying being with each other. With her kneeling at My feet, I enjoyed patting her on the head like a good little puppy while occasionally rubbing her ear and running My fingers through her soft smooth hair. Finally, I said to My precious karrita, "Go get My cigarettes and light one for each of us baby."

While she was doing that, I moved outdoors to our back deck, a very private area that was currently under about eighty percent shade from the nearby trees, and sat down on the double padded seat. I sat so she could sit beside Me on My right instead of kneeling on the floor at My feet. She returned in a few minutes, not only with two lit cigarettes, but also with two "salty-dogs" for us to enjoy. I was so full of pride of her thinking ahead and acting on her limited expertise of Me. I patted on the empty seat beside Me indicating where I wanted her to be and she acknowledged by smiling and sitting close beside Me; after handing her leash to Me she then laid her head on My shoulder.

After a few minutes she raised her head, I held My drink out offering a salute to her, and she touched My glass in response. We enjoyed part of the drinks and cigarettes and then I sat My drink on the floor. "Slut, stand up in front of Me please."

"Yes Sir, as you wish," she said in her naturally soft voice as she stood and smiled looking directly into My eyes. 

I reached out and smoothly rubbed her nylon-clad legs, and then took the garters and teasingly snapped some of them. "Turn around slave." She did and I unhooked the garters on the back of her legs. "Ok baby, turn around and face Me."

"Yes Sir," she said with a devilish little grin on her face; spreading her legs, displaying her well-used cunt for My pleasure, as I unhooked the front side of her seamed nylons allowing them to begin their slow decent down her exquisite legs. 

"Sit down; take your stilettos and nylons off My slut."

She leaned downed and kissed Me injecting her energetic tongue as she proceeded in a sexy slow way to do as she had been instructed allowing her sweet alluring tits, with her lovely slave's protruding nipples, hanging down welcoming Me to take them. It was a brief loving kiss and at its conclusion, she simply said in her velvety dark voice, looking unswervingly into My eyes, "Never in my life have I ever been as much in love as I am now Sir. Belonging to you Sir, being your property, is far better than I ever dreamed it would be."

I sat there a few minutes without commenting and not wanting to let her think I was becoming "easy" I stood up, reached for her leash, gave it a gentle tug, and said, "bring that shit with you slave." A wide smile came on her face as she reached for the nylons and stilettos feeling the soft pull on her neck following Me into the house. Once in the house I stopped, turned, while still maintaining a slight tension on her leash, and gave her ass a couple of light slaps then telling her as I dropped the leash, "Put the stilettos back in the closet on the rack and the nylons so you can get to them later. If you need to go to and pee, do so and then come back to the deck with two more salty-dogs. Oh, put that damn little see-thru apron on."

In no time, she was back and sat next to Me under My right arm, cigarette in one hand and drink in the other hand. After she had taken a drag of the cigarette and a healthy gulp of the drink, I said to her, "slave you are now on free time. You may speak freely as long as it is respectful and in either personality. It is your choice or you can speak and I will assume that it is for both personalities."

"My God Master, I really don't know where to start."

"Ok then, start with any questions you have."

Grinning at Me she said, "Well Sir, will every twenty-four hours or so be like this first day?"

"No slut, it will not. You and I have gotten kind of carried away since I picked you up yesterday and it certainly has 'broadened' your education I think."

"Broadened my education is an understatement Sir. Jesus, I never dreamed that I could have so many wonderful or even just plain orgasms in such a short period. In fact Sir, two of my holes are kind of sensitive now." 

"I don't doubt that baby, I certainly don't doubt that," I said chuckling. "What one thing stands out in your memory the most, or has had the biggest effect on you?"

"Sir, when I made my decision to become your property I knew in my heart that I would promptly and happily do anything, anytime, anywhere you wanted me to do. The day I gave you my 'Oath of Submission', I knew I was all yours forever. I did not believe that there was one string of resistance in my body for you and I fully believed that I was all yours. However, this morning, when you took me and spanked me my first thought was why is Sir doing this to me. You spanked me, I cried, and then you spanked me more and I continued to cry even harder. You spanked me until my body was so limp I could not move a muscle, was no longer crying, and I no longer had any tears to give or a reason to give them." 

"You took everything from me and made me realize that I am yours, without doubt, resistance, beyond question, and that you would do whatever you wanted to do with me. Then you took all of my holes and took them as a Master takes what is His, without worry for His slave. Prior to coming into your world, I had never realized that your domination of me could, and would, be so all-inclusive and breathtaking at the same time." 

"The surprising thing was that when it was over, you held me and made me feel totally loved, cared for, protected and safe in your arms Sir; I knew, without any uncertainties, that you would always keep me safe that way. For the first time in my life I was absolutely at peace with myself and the world; knowing that my actual nature makes me crave for, and need, to be in your service Sir."

"I felt that you had given me a new book, with clean pages to write my future guided by you, with you. You made me see and believe that all was good in our world. When it was over this morning, and you were holding me on the bed, loving me, I knew then that what you had done was to cleanse my soul and mind completely. In truth Sir, I don't know how anyone else could have ever done what you did for our future and me. For that I thank you Sir, from the bottom of my heart."

"You are welcome My slave." "I felt as I lay on the bed, that my love for you increased by one hundred times and it was wonderful. I knew, without any reservations, that I fully belong to you and I am so proud of that 'belonging' and forming a home with you Sir."

"And Sir, as a side note, the orgasms you gave me during that 'indoctrination' were the most intense I had ever experienced. Never have I dreamed that I could orgasm, much less as strong as it was, just with your cock in my ass and with no stimulation of my clit or cunt."

"Are you happy with that knowledge ass slut?"

"Now, in retrospect, yes very happy Sir. If you would have told me that a year or two ago, I would have thought that you were crazy. I am now a truly all-inclusive woman, able and willing to provide for my Master, all he could ever want or dream of with me. I feel that my only real objective in life is not only to obey my Master, but also to please Him in all ways. I smile Sir, when I think how the vast majority of the 'vanilla' lifestyle women will never know this feeling of contentment Sir."

"That makes Me feel good slave."

She paused, eyes downcast, a few seconds and then said, "Will any of my future spankings be that brutal Sir?"

"No, they will not, not by a long shot. They will be dreadful and you will cry, but they will not be as brutal. Of course, if you are a good girl, in behavior, attitude, and follow the rules, there will not be any need for many spankings."

"Many spankings Sir," she said hesitantly, eyes down cast.

"Well I will determine, depending on how you are doing with your training, behavior, and attitude rather or not I need to start weekly 'maintenance' spankings or other forms of discipline.

"As you wish Sir, but the way my ass still stings, I will be a good girl Sir."

"Ok then, go fix us a couple more of these adult beverages and then we have things we need to do before we go out tonight baby." 

"Will we be back early Sir? Both of us need a good night's sleep."

"Yes we will baby and I agree we both need a good night's sleep."

"I will be right back Sir," she said smiling and walking with a little extra wiggle to ass.

In just a few minutes, she returned and we set listening to the sounds of nature enjoying our drinks. When she didn't have both hands full she kept one hand on My thigh. The connection was wonderful but I had a feeling that there was still something else on her mind and that she was glad to have this free time to talk openly."

We sat silently for a few minutes and then she finally started speaking again.

"Sir, this first thirty hours or so was full of new and different things for me. I was especially surprised at my reaction to and with slave donna and what we did together. More importantly, I was surprised at what all I did to her and how natural it felt."

I chuckled and smiled at her then saying, "Yes I noticed one or two little things that you really got into. In fact during one of those scenes you were animalistic and wild with desire."

"Am I in trouble Sir," she said with a shy grin and questioning eyes.

"Not hardly slave, if we are talking about the same things."

"I'm almost afraid to ask Sir."

"Never, I repeat, never are you to ever be afraid to ask Me anything. When and where you ask Me is going to be left up to your discretion. Private things are to be asked in private and real life things are to be asked quickly, with respect, and discretely baby."

"Yes Sir, I understand and it will be as you wish. Knowing that makes me feel good."

"So don't ask karrita. Tell me what surprised you the most with her."

"After she tongue fucked my asshole and I had felt all those new and wonderful feelings, I could not believe how much I wanted to make love to her, including tongue fucking her asshole. That was one thing. The other was how she kept taunting me. Do you remember what all she said taunting me? She said, 'You're so fucking hot! You wanna fuck me, don't you baby? Huh? I couldn't believe that I told her yes, I was so intoxicated by the possibility Sir."

"Slave donna had me going and she just kept on taunting me. 'You wanna fuck me like an animal, don't you? You like humping my ass, don't you? You give me that you fucking animal. Make me your woman-- hump me like a man you fucking beast'."

"Yes I heard and watched the expressions on your face. You were almost a beast and you sincerely wanted to make her your woman; wanting to fuck all of her holes just like a man. If you had had a cock, you would have showed her no mercy until she had orgasmed so much she would have collapsed from exhaustion."

"Sir I don't remember it all but I know at one time I had my teeth sunk into her neck and I was drooling. The more I humped and thrust my hips into her ass, the more she squealed with pure delight. I felt like at one time she was my hostage and I could do anything I wanted to her."

"Well you had an audience baby. How good was it for your Master to permit you to feel these emotions and cravings slave?"

"The intoxication and power was so unreal Sir; it is almost freighting. As you know Sir, prior to becoming your property, I had only been with one other woman and it was only a so-so experience. Slave donna showed me the tender and loving side of two women before she started doing her tongue thing. With that course of action, she drove me crazy with desire. Never, even with a man have I ever felt that type of passion and desire. It really doesn't worry me Sir, but I don't know if it is wrong or if it does not please you. You are the focal point in my life Sir. Nothing is more important to me than my service and dedication to you Sir."

"Not to worry My dear karrita. In fact, you were not aware of it but John was watching and listening also. In fact, he told Me, 'I believe that she would be hell with a strap-on lying against her cunt. I believe that she would tear a woman's cunt and asshole, or for that matter a man's asshole, all to hell'."

"No, did he really say that Sir," she said with a slight blush coming to her cheeks.

"Yes and I agreed with him, and in fact, I do have a number of ideas how you could get pleasure from these new feeling you have, providing of course that you and littleone are extremely obedient and behave yourselves."

"You do! When Sir? With who Sir," she said all excited.

"Calm down slave. When the time is right and after littleone gets some of these new etiquettes learned, I will make it happen. I will tell you that I have a couple female friends, one of which is married, that are part-time submissives and cunt sluts who love nothing more that to have a woman fuck their two lower holes with a strap-on cock. Therefore, it will not be a problem. In fact, I do have a male friend that is a cross-dresser who loves having a dildo shoved up his ass by a female sporting a strap-on. So there are a number of possibilities slave." 

"Yes Sir. As you wish Sir."

"Well your old Master needs a nap and you have some things to do. I want you to go get another shower but do not wash your hair this time. Oh, unless I tell you differently, you will always shower using the Master bathroom. Paint your face, including your eyes, but do it classy and not gaudy. Go to the closet and in it, you will find a white summer dress with a fairly low cut neckline. Hell, it's the only white one there, put it on, and use the regular thigh highs that come up to your cunt and the white four-inch stilettos, not the five-inch ones. Use that 'half' bra that your areolas' barely lay on with your nipples out. In fact, you can try your suggestion of using the straps to help hold your fine tits up. The dress will cover the straps nicely."

"As usual, no panties slave. When you get all of that done, come wake Me up. By the way, karrita, not gaudy means a more subdued lipstick, not the whore's red color. Use some of the gloss over the lipstick to make your mouth appear to be wet or fresh with cum."

"Do you want me to use a garter belt Sir?"

"No cunt, not this time. The dress you are going to wear will allow the imagines of your legs to be seen, kind of subtlety through the thin material as you walk. That will be enough sexiness until these people get accustomed to you karrita. You will make the men turn their heads and be envious of Me with the women upset and a few of them jealous that you look so much more feminine than they do. When I am done teaching you, authentic understated femininity will be your strong suit, done with class, style, and grace in public."

"Come Sir, please, go to bed and I will get started."

As she offered Me a hand to get up I said, "Oh, I forgot some other things. Either before or after the shower lube your ass and put the medium butt-plug in and put those special ben-wa balls in your cunt slave."

"As you wish Sir," she said walking arm in arm with Me toward the Master's suite.

I had just lain down on the bed when she leaned into Me and gave Me one of her tender kisses; all but whispering, "Thank you Sir, for being who you are and allowing me to be yours."

Sometime later karrita came and leaned over Me and kissed me amorously then saying, "Sir, I finished doing all you said and I think I'm ready. Please see if what I have done pleases you Sir."

I opened My eyes and sat up looking at My lovely classy lady standing in front of Me. The dress was an example of unpretentious stylishness and panache, fitting her flawlessly. She backed up some from Me and slowly turned around, giving Me a complete view of My lovely slave. Her make-up was almost perfect and I was pleased with it. I did think that she needed a little more eyeliner to further emphasize her eyes and make them more of a focal point, but I did not comment not wanting to hurt her feelings. I did love how she had done her lips, as they looked like they had wet fresh cum on them.

"I'm pleased karrita, very much so. In fact, I think that you should spend some limited time on the back deck each day it is not raining, tanning yourself some. It is summer, this would be good for you, and some color would compliment you. In addition, there would be days that with your legs tanned some you would not need nylons and feel somewhat more naked when dressed."

"I would like that Sir."

"Well, to start with limit yourself to one hour a day, start tomorrow, and do it completely nude, including removing your choker/collar when you are doing it. Make sure that littleone understands this directive."

"Yes Master, I will do as you say."

"How many times have you looked in the mirror slave?"

"Several Master."

"What did you see karrita?"

"I didn't see the old me, the piece of trash low class abused, and used woman that I was prior to your coming into my life Sir. Honestly, I stared some, not believing the difference in what I was and what I appear I am now Sir, due only to your guidance, love, training, and faith in me."

"Appear to be? Clothes do not make the woman karrita, but they do help with how she presents herself. What you are seeing is the change that began when you started your early training and your determination to make the changes that I directed. For example, posture, your walk, how you hold your head, and how you speak set the basic standards that took you out of your previous world. What happened is that when you made some of the early basic changes you immediately saw the difference in how the group you were with changed their attitude toward you and that inspired you to continue with more of it."

"That is so very true Sir. You have no idea how much we, littleone and I, love you for this."

"Tomorrow we will start with the etiquette and class lessons and expand this further slave."

"Yes Sir, we look forward to it."

"Raise you dress and expose your cunt and ass to Me slave."

Smiling, she did as directed and I extended My hand to see how wet her cunt was and if the butt-plug was securely in place. Smiling at her, I said, "Ah good and wet and looking good girl."

"Ok," I said as I was changing My shirt, "I asked you what you saw in the mirror, now I want to know how you feel now baby."

"I am almost lost for words my Master. I can tell you that I have never felt so good about myself. I feel that you could take me anywhere and I would be readily accepted without question, something that could have never happened in my previous life, and that makes me feel wonderful and proud of what you have done for us Sir."

"Good, anything else slave?"

"Well, yes Sir, there is. Your butt-plug in my ass reminds me of what I am and who I am proud to belong too. The modified ben-wa balls in my, sorry Sir, your cunt, is keeping it moist and feeling very sensuous for you Sir. I am so proud that you did not have me remove my collar."

"You like all of those feelings?

"Yes Sir, very much."

"Good, I will sample that cunt in the restaurant to see just how wet you are. Now get My keys and lock the house so we can go put you on your first public display while I feed you crab cakes and shrimp."




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 12



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been modified so that the guilty, the actual characters of the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. To fully understand what has happened, and how this love story between a Master and his new slave develops, please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment. Thanks, SirCarl.

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I am in the second night of what I never could have dreamed would exist for me; laying here, relaxing naked in the crook of His strong arm, my head against His chest hearing His heart beat and feeling His warmth. For me these new cozy surroundings, with deep red tapestries on the wall, sumptuous blankets and fluffy pillows on His gigantic bed, have snuggled me like a veritable pea in a pod, swallowing me whole; while being physically and visually tied to Him by my leash. I started too slowly drift off to sleep in this lush, protected, and contented state, both physically and mentally, supplied by Him like none I have even known. 

My past has jaded me a good deal, but not totally. Ever since my body matured, other men have used me like a cheap slut, satisfying their wants and desires, while very seldom being concerned about my physical and mental needs. Often times they projected false love and affection while continuing to use and abuse me, both in money and sex, even though I knew deep in my heart that it was only lies and that something mysterious and meaningful was missing in my life. I felt lost, out of focus, rudderless, frustrated, lonely, and truly unloved because all of them, when finished sexually or had taken all the money they could, tossed me to the side and left me feeling cheap and used.

Now I know that for true love and contentment, I was always an outsider looking in; sometimes leading me to drugs and alcohol, which kept me down. Even though I pretended to be in love and happy, a deep part of my mind often reminded me that this was not the real me. The problem was I did not know what was the true me.

Then I drifted off into dreamland~~

When I was at the lowest part of my life, an act of God brought me to Sir's attention. He was strong, intelligent, wise, confidant, and took the time to listen to a small part of my life story. When I had finished, he asked a few short questions. I was so struck by Him, and the presence he presented, that I could do nothing but answer Him honestly. I was in awe when I realized my body, without touching Him, was reacting just sitting next to Him and hearing His deep resonant voice. 

He, with His deep penetrating eyes, sat quietly for a few minutes just looking directly into my eyes. After the first minute or so I realized that my cunt was clinching, sending me a message that had never come to me like this before. Finally, he spoke with level of deep modulation that vibrated into my soul saying, "I know your problem girl. You are a natural submissive; possibly, with slave tenancies, that needs direction, guidance, love, discipline, and to be fully used, both mentally and physically. Your submissiveness has been read as weakness by the lesser men you have had in your life and they have used it to their advantage. You need to be owned, and owned as property by a true Master with character and class that will be the One for you."

I was floored, traumatized, and distraught by the very audaciousness of His words; my mind telling me that His spoken words were the truth. My cunt had started fluttering and leaking, startling me, as He spoke telling my mind that is was the truth. The words "owned as property" and "The One" kept repeating in my mind causing my mouth to hang open and my breathing to increase as I stared at Him.

"I will send you some literature and articles for you to read and think about girl. If you are interested, I will answer any questions that you may have. If you are not, I wish you the best in life, living as you have been, girl."

With that, he stood up, said goodbye thanking me for meeting with him, and walked out. For some reason after he had passed through the door and I had closed it, the room felt strangely empty. Bewildered and somewhat shaken, I walked quickly back to my room, shutting the door, and climbed up on the bed pulling my knees up to my chest, my arms holding them tight, stunned and confused beyond belief.

Early the next day, by special courier, a letter package arrived. I held it closely, staring at it and once again quickly went to my room and shut the door. With shaking hands, I opened it and started reading. After the second page, my cunt was moist and my nipples were rock hard. By the eighth page, I was leaking and I had not even touched myself. I was stunned and bewildered at my body's reaction from His written words.

My mind raced; I read some sections twice and finally the realization came to me; He was correct. I am submissive and have been all of my life. I needed to be owned by Him and not too continue attracting and being with men that were nothing more than wimpy and weak trash pretending to be what they are not. My life would finally have purpose and I would not be lost, out of focus, rudderless, frustrated, lonely, and truly unloved.

The only contact information was a simple phone number with no contact name; I picked the phone up, my hand shaking and a tear coming in my eyes, and called before I chickened out. He answered, in His deep resonating voice, saying, "Yes girl?"

Without realizing what I was doing, and apparently doing it instinctively, I said, "Sir, I have two questions and would like to meet, if that pleases you Sir."

"I will be there tomorrow at two in the afternoon. Be available and make no further plans for the day girl." 

With that, the phone went dead in my hand. I was stunned at how my hand was shaking but at the same time, a kind of peace came over me that I had never known before. I had to get out of the apartment and went to the local mall just to walk. In the mall, I walked past many men wondering if that man could be my One. No, my mind said repeatedly. 

With every man that I thought about that might be capable, I asked myself, will he be the One to grab my hair and force me to my knees? No, only Sir Carl can do that. Will he be the One to give my life direction and purpose? No, only Sir Carl can do that. Again and again, I asked the other questions, would he be the one to give my worthless life focus and direction, eliminate my frustration, my loneliness, and truly love me? Repeatedly the answer was, No only Sir Carl can do that.

Feeling forlorn, I sat down on the nearest bench, my mind rationalizing and comprehending the ugly truth that in my thirty-four years nothing had happened in my life that had made me feel truly loved, cared for, protected, and happy. I have always been an outsider looking in. Now, knowing what I know and believe, I want more. I need to be devoured totality, to be used completely, to be owned and to be loved inevitably... for me...for my gift of my submission...for my very existence. This would be a radical change for me; knowing that it is not within societies accepted behavior, but what the fuck, society's rules had left me empty, alone and where I am now. 

Taking a deep breath a slight smile came to my face as the truth rushed from the depths of my mind that I want and need this; I know and believe it. Does He, Sir Carl, want my mind, body and soul completely to bend and use, as He wants, to please Him, which will in turn please me? Yes, this Sir will want and demand all and nothing less. Will He accept and want my whole being, or will He use me like a slut as others have and toss me to the side when finished? No, this Sir wants to keep, protect, love, and fully use all of me, including my mind. He knows I am new to this and He is willing to train me to pleasure and serve him. He wants my body and my mind to be His to use as He wishes and in return, He promises me He will always appreciate my gift to Him and He will show me pleasure, love, and peace that I've only dreamed about. Yes, I will serve this Sir Carl.

Even though all of this was happening fast, it felt so good coming to this conclusion and for the first time in months, I was now sincerely smiling and felt happy. Jesus, nothing is simple I thought realizing that now with my anticipation heightened there is also just a faint touch of fear in my mind that He won't accept me. As I rose to leave the mall, I had a glimmer of hope, for the first time in months, hidden deep within my now sparkling eyes, hoping He will accept and come to love me and take me out of this pitiful life I had been leading for years.

After not sleeping much during the night, I was nervous as a well-known whore sitting on the front pew of a church as the next day came. I could not be still. I read all of the material one more time and decided that there was only one way to do this and if He answered my questions as I thought he would, I wanted to become his slave, to be fully owned, and not just a submissive.

With the coming of dawn that morning, I started thinking about what I should wear. When I met Him the first time I had on a pair of slacks. Should I do that again or would He expect me to be more feminine? Damn, damn, damn! I had only one skirt and it was not even knee length, kind of slutty, and was several years old. Oh well, I will wear that and a nice blouse, if I can find a clean one and it will just have to do, I hoped.

As the noon hour approached, I was pacing and pacing as the hands of the clock moved ever so slowly. When he finally knocked on the door, at the time He told me, my stomach was in knots. I remember what I had read and when I opened the door and saw it was Him I instinctively, for some reason, bowed my head slightly and said, "Welcome Sir."

He walked in and sat down where he had sat the other day. For some unknown reason I came to the table and set to His right side instead of opposite of Him.

"I was pleased to get your call girl," he said.

"Yes Sir. If I may I have a couple of questions. Please explain the difference in commitment and obligations on both of our parts between a submissive and a slave."

He confidently explained the differences to me and I was content with the decision I had made. I wanted the whole thing and after all I had been through in my life, I wanted to live, love, serve, and be with a real man.

"Anything else girl?"

"No Sir."

"What, if anything, do you want to do girl?"

"I want to be your property, your slave, and have you train me as you want me to be Sir. I have no knowledge except for what you given me to read Sir. Please accept me Sir, train me, and discipline me as needed."

"Two things girl, first you will be my property, nothing more, and every hole you have will be for My pleasure when I want it, where I want it, and how I want it, and with whoever I want you to serve. The only purpose of your life is not just to obey Me completely, fully, happily, but to please Me in all aspects. I will take your name from you and name you as I wish along with controlling how you dress, when you dress, where you go, and how I will train you. Understand, as you have read in the papers I gave you, you come to Me freely and you can leave freely at anytime, but you can only leave once. If you ever leave, you may never come back to be in My service." 

As He was speaking, I found I was half listening and at the same time thinking, He is tall, strong and very assertive while being intelligent and experienced at being a Dom. He promises He will push my limits but never exceed them. I could feel my pussy leaking while He was talking and telling me what He expects and how He will train me. I can feel my nipples straining against my bra and I see that He notices. At this point, I feel safe with Him, so when He finishes, I willingly follow, eyes downcast, saying to Him, "Yes Sir, I understand fully."

"When do you want to start girl?"

"Now Sir, if it pleases you."

"You will never cover yourself in my presence," He says. "You will never again wear a bra or panties around me. When I want access to your body, I will take it, whenever and wherever we are. Stand up and remove everything." 

I stood up full of anticipation, but without hesitation, and did as He had said. My clothes came off quickly were tossed aside as I stood trembling while he walked in a slow circle around me, studying me. 

"Spread your legs, bend over and put your hands around your ankles."

I complied and He stood behind me and once more, I felt the forceful heat of His gaze on my raised bottom and exposed pussy. He lightly caressed the fullness of my butt cheeks before running His finger down the crack separating them, lingering at the opening of my asshole, before moving further down to test the wetness of my cunt. I couldn't help but let out a whimper and thrust my hips back as He lingered there, teasing my swollen soft folds. All of a sudden -- Whack! I yelped at the stinging as He slaps first one cheek and then the other in quick succession, spanking me and not letting up. Just as I am ready to beg Him to stop, He stopped and lightly caressed me; my ass is now so sensitized from the spanking that I jump a little hearing Him softly chuckle.

Bent over as I was, with my cunt and ass abundantly exposed for Him, thoughts passes through my head that there are those who would not understand the nature of this relationship, but it is right for me and all I know is that when I am with him, it feels right, knowing his quiet confidence and his forceful presence -- like I have always been meant for him.

His hand once again went to my unshaven cunt and felt my wetness. Speaking in His deep voice He said, "Close this apartment and give the key to the apartment manager. We will take care of your deposits later. Take all of your clothes and give, or throw them away, including shoes. Shave this cunt. I will not use it as it is. Bring only a few personal items in a small bag for us to store at My home. Never put another pair of panties on. Throw all of your bras away or give them away. I will return at eight tonight for you. Wear only a coat to come to My car. Your previous life is over."

Yes Sir," I said not believing all of this had happened so fast but happy that He had accepted me.

"Is this furniture yours and do you own a car?"

"No Sir, the furniture came with the apartment and I had to sell the car," I said still holding my ankles fully exposed to Him.

"Good. I will return at eight tonight. Be ready slave."

"Yes Master," I said, the words coming easily out of my mouth, surprisingly natural.

He reached and grabbed a hand full of my hair pulling me upright and then forced my head back, looked me directly in the eyes, and said, "You are mine bitch." With that, He left and I started to begin my new life.

As soon as my breathing returned to normal, and what trembling I had been doing ended, I took the key to the manager. Then I all but ran to the bathroom throwing my clothes off as I went. I shaved my cunt until it was smooth and then put lotion on it. Still nude I took garbage bags and started stuffing my old clothes into the bags. Shit, I put everything in the bags. The thought of starting all over clean excited me. At five in the afternoon, I called Him and said, "Sir your girl is ready if it pleases you."

"Look for My car in twenty minutes," and hung up the phone.

Shortly His car was there and I walked out of the apartment with nothing on except a coat that barely covered my ass and my hands empty. He nodded and I opened the door and got in as we started toward His home. The only words spoken as he looked at my bare feet were, "Put your seat belt on whore."

We walked into the house and He simply said, "Lay your coat on that chair and kneel slave." I attempted to do so but did not know how to correctly. He patiently, but firmly, showed me how to kneel and fully bow. 

My God, how I remember what happened then.

I'm in front of Master, naked, kneeling; my back is arched jutting my breasts out and you notice how hard my nipples are and reach out and twist them. I wince but maintain my position for fear you will punish me severely if I do not. 

Commanding me, Sir finally speaks in His profound, cavernous, and resonating voice penetrating through my body. "Reveal yourself slave. I want to see your whore's cunt." Nervously I spread my legs even further, pulling my swollen damp cunt lips apart so that you may inspect your new slave's body.

With Sir's continuing silence, apprehensively I assume that He is contemplating his first use and how He will fuck me. I don't know if Master wants me on my hands and knees to fuck my mouth, cunt, or my ass at will or will He maneuver me by my hair or with just His voice?

With my eyes downcast, I hear Sir open His belt and pull the zipper down. Seeing Him move in front of me, I know that He has decided to fuck my mouth first. I turned my eyes and His cock, which is already beginning to stiffen at the idea of what would happen, is eye level with me, as I unconsciously lick my lips. I want so much to take Him into my mouth and from what little I learned from reading what He gave me about this lifestyle, I know I must wait for His permission. 

Still standing before me aroused, with a drop of pre-cum glistening on the head of His cock, He wipes it up with a finger and inserts it into my mouth. I suck eagerly on it, tasting the sweet saltiness of him and wanting more.

"Do you want it slave?" He asks. "Do you want my cock? Say it slave! Tell me what you want."

"Yes Sir," I moan. "Please Sir; I want to suck your cock." Even with the words feeling strange and naughty coming from my mouth my cunt clinches, leaking, telling me I have found my destiny.

As He wound both of His hands in my hair, I knew what is expected of me and I open my mouth for my new Master's cock. He plunged His cock deep into my willing mouth loudly saying, "Take it whore, take it all and suck it good."

She moaned softly as she gingerly wrapped her lips around the head of My cock and sucked gently, and I felt her tongue swirl around its circumference. She bobbed her head forward slightly, taking another inch into her mouth and continuing the same swirling motion of her tongue. Her lips were tight around Me. I was surprised because I had no idea she would be this good. She moved suddenly forward to capture two more inches of my rapidly hardening cock using licking with teasing strokes along My shaft. Then she began a slow, sucking pressure as she pulled back, releasing Me entirely, and creating a popping noise as the head slipped out of her talented mouth.

I used my neutral voice to address her, betraying no hint of how she was blowing My mind along with My cock. "Very good slave, if I didn't know better, I would say you had some practice with this." 

She looked into My eyes warmly and said with intensity, "Sir, I've wanted to do this to you since yesterday, so I've had some time to think about how I would do it. I'm glad you are enjoying it Master."

"Yes, you are quite talented. Now get back to work bitch."

She pressed her lips against the head of My cock again, opening her mouth slightly. I thought she was going to take Me in again, but after she had engulfed only the very tip in her warm mouth, she stopped and used the tip of her tongue to draw a teasing circle. Then she pushed forward and took the whole head in for a moment, only to quickly release it. I shuddered deeply with pleasure, and it took Me a moment to realize she had positioned her mouth exactly the same way except she was farther down on the right side of My cock. She did the exact same motion--moistening a small area, drawing a teasing circle, and then engulfing a mouth-sized portion of My now-straining cock from the side. She stroked the bottom of My cock with her tongue, moving it from side to side. She suddenly thrust it hard under My cock and wrapped it around to tickle the left side. Then she released Me and did it again farther down My cock. Several more times occurred until she was nearly to the base. It was incredible. Her hair brushed against My balls like silk. Then she gently engulfed My left nut in her mouth, stroking it seductively with her tongue. As I moaned appreciatively, she released it and gave a long, hard, uninterrupted lick on the left side of My shaft from the base to the tip. 




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 13



This story chronicles the adventures of slave "littleone," a new slave in Sir's growing family. All participants are over the age of 30 (even a true Dominant knows never to reveal a woman's true age), and all names have been modified so that the guilty, the actual participants in this fable, do not become the envy of their neighbors. Although each chapter stands on its own, too completely understand what has happened, and how this love yarn between a Master and His slaves advances and grows, please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment on each chapter. Thanks, SirCarl.

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"Sir," she said softly and tentatively as she pressed next to My side with her hand laying on My breast, "are you upset with me, your poor slave?"

"Why do you think I would be littleone?"

"Because of what just happened Sir."

"No littleone, I am not upset or mad. It does give Me other things to consider in My total protection of your health and mental well being."

"I am sorry Sir. I did not mean to burden you anymore than what I have already."

"Listen to Me littleone. When I accepted you, I happily took on the full responsibility of your needs in all aspects of your life. Your history told Me that there was a potential that this could go in one of three different directions and I had decided to wait and see what, if anything, was going to happen. Your dream tonight has told Me how you feel, and what you have been hiding in the deep recesses of your mind for many years. I am glad it is now out in the open so I, after hearing some of your clarifications, can deal with it."

She took her right hand, put it up to My left cheek, and pulled My face toward her as she leaned into Me and kissed me on the right cheek. I could tell that she was trying not to cry, even as a few tears ran down her face, she whispered half sobbing, "Thank you Master. Thank you for all that you are for me."

I responded by pulling her closer to Me and kissed her forehead tenderly saying, "I love you baby."

We laid there for a few minutes holding each other tightly not speaking. The silence was exquisite, solidifying our love for each other. Finally I said, "Baby girl go into the bathroom and take the butt-plug out, clean it, and then get your tits back in this bed with Me. Only clean your ass but do not wipe your face or clean any parts of your body. I want to enjoy your aroma."

"As you wish Sir," she said sliding out of the bed.

Shortly she came back to the bed and climbed in, putting her head in My arm and lying closely next to Me after first kissing My face. We laid there without speaking for a while and then she asked Me, "Sir what caused this to happen tonight?"

"I have some ideas baby but don't know for sure. I can tell you that here on your third night with Me I am glad it has surfaced and is now out in the open so I can deal with it."

"How are you going to deal with it Master?"

"I don't know for sure now girl. How do you want Me to handle it?"

"I am worried Sir. You have done so much for me over the past few months I hate that the burden of this has been put on you. I am going to do what I have been doing these past few months; I am going to leave that verdict to you, My Master, who makes all of my important decisions. Whatever that is, I will as I stated in my Oath, accept it and support it Sir."

"Ok little girl, subject to change later, this is how it is going to be. I am adopting, or taking you, as My 'real daughter,' and you may think of Me as your 'Daddy'. You are forbidden to have any memory or thoughts of your biological father that abandoned you and then died before you were two. None. That is over. Our relationship is not incestuous as you are not My blood. So, that is out the window and not to be worried about. Both you and karrita may refer to Me as 'Daddy' when you have the need to have your 'Daddy'. It must be in private or spoken so that no one else hears it. This is to be considered a privilege. If I should have to punish either one of you, there is the possibility that this privilege could be suspended."

"Tha...nk yo...u Sir," she half whispered pulling herself even closer to Me kissing various parts of My chest, crying once again.

"Sssh, littleone, everything will work out."

"Sir, please Sir, I want to tell you something."

"Ok, do it My good little girl."

"This afternoon when I was sitting on your lap with my arm around your neck while we on the back deck, twice I almost called you 'Daddy'. I felt so close to you and just like a little girl with her 'Daddy' wanting Him to be proud of me."

"I heard those almost slip-ups little girl. In truth, I was kind of proud of you and felt honored."

"I thought you might punish me because I didn't have permission to do that."

"Speaking of punishing you, I told you I needed a good night's sleep and now you have fucked that up big time. Maybe your 'Daddy' needs to put you across His lap and spank your ass good."

"As you wish Daddy."

"Well your 'Daddy' wishes to sleep and He is too tired to put that much energy out now. Maybe in the morning little girl. Hush now and help your old Daddy sleep."

"Yes Daddy."

Silence fell for a few minutes and as could be expected she had something else to tell Me.

"Daddy tonight when you woke me up slapping my ass and I was able to focus my eyes and saw that my real life Daddy was fucking me I was so happy and even more excited then what I was in the dream. When I said to you, 'Come on Daddy! Cum in my pussy, I'm ready Daddy! Cum in me, please!' and whatever else I probably shouted, it was from my heart, and only for you Sir."

"I know baby, I knew. Now sleep."

In just a few minutes, Sir, my new real 'Daddy', was sound asleep and I soon followed, beaming and happy about having the last piece of the puzzle of my life in place, with what I thought was the best man in the world. I went to sleep thinking and dreaming of Him taking me, and taking me, into other delightful pleasures as karrita.

"Oh Daddy," I moaned," TAKE ME..."

He held me in His arms as He walked into His bedroom and gently laid me on His bed, taking in all of my youthful beauty, knowing I was to be His, all His. Daddy pulled me to the side of the bed, spreading my legs as His tongue began licking over my soft panties. He loves to tease a woman before He eats her love hole.

His tongue worked over my wet panties just taking me to the edge of an orgasm as He gently pulled my panties off and continued to work on my shaved, young pussy. Daddy licked the tender pink folds of my young womanhood slowly, enjoying it to the fullest, working each inch of my flesh into ecstasy, as His tongue roamed. Little by little, His licking and sucking of my love flesh increased bringing my youthful body closer and closer to my first orgasm with Him, my Daddy.

Daddy's hands roamed my body, up, down, all around finding my youthful developing breasts and very hard nipples. His fingers caressed my soft but hard nipple buds, rolling them in His fingers, adding to my building internal fires. 

Daddy's sucking of my love flesh increased when He found my "love button." Sucking it into His mouth, while flicking it with His hot tongue, I was ready to burst right before Him. He drove His tongue in me, "OH DADDY... YES... YES" I screamed.

My hips were thrashing around and grinding in His face. He had to hold me down so He could finish eating out my young sweet love tunnel. Then I came, in a deep voice I moaned, "OH DADDY... YES... YES... OH YES... EAT ME... EAT ME."

Daddy's tongue drove deeper and deeper into my body. I pushed my spasming young pussy into His face as He consumed me. His mouth covered me and He sucked my pussy lips and my hardened clit. I started cumming again, "Oh Daddy... you're so good... do it... do it...," my hands pulled His head harder into my pussy, "Eat me... yes... yes"

After a few moments, He stood in front of me, placing His swollen manhood at my wet love opening.

"You ready baby doll? You ready to be my woman," He said as He pushed His thick cock deep inside my young body forcing my cunt to take all of Him in one slow and continuous stroke. He moaned and whispered to me, "You're my woman now, My slut and whore."

"Oh yes Daddy... Take me..." I said, pushing my hips into His cock. Daddy pulled my slender legs up on His shoulders, driving His hard, pulsing shaft deeper in my tender inadequate love canal. I was wet, hot and needed some "Daddy cock." With long full deep strokes, Daddy's manhood took my flesh, my love and made me His, all His, as He filled my body with cock and loving stretching me, molding my cunt to Him.

My arms and legs wrapped around Daddy's body as He continued working His love shaft in and out of my body. Slowly, in and out His cock took all of my love. Deep and so easy the thick man cock made its way into the tender inner parts of my love nest, caressing the inner folds of my hot and wanting flesh.

As I moved in and out of her young body, I could feel her inner fires lustfully building as it did before. Knowing soon, very soon, this youthful woman would be bursting with another phenomenal orgasm, My man cock worked in and out of her love tunnel like a machined piston. Her inexperienced love muscles clutching the hardened cock, commanding it, and controlling it, in the precise position. Faster, faster I worked my steel hardened cock in and of her inflamed body. Her inner fires needed to be extinguished, now...

"OH... OOOHHHHHHH... DADDDDDDDDDDYY." she screamed, "DAAADDDDDYYYYYYYYY..."

I held her burning hips down as I began to drive, thrust, and ram my cock meat in and out of her body, harder and faster than I had ever done to a woman in my life. I needed my baby girl's pussy worse than she needed My cock. All of the women I've had in my life, none, and I mean none came close to this beautiful lady. Our bodies moved as one, as if we had been loving each other for years. Our pace was fast, full; we needed each other's love and intimacy. Our bodies were ready to explode when, she started to cum, one wave following the other..

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHhh DDDDDAAAAAAADYYYYYY YES, YES, YES." She screamed, "TAKE ME... TAKE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

Her hips thrashed wildly around, ramming my hard cock deep into her hot love canal, her nails digging into my back drawing blood As I pumped her, "YES... YES... DADDY... OH YES... DO IT..." she kept screaming.

She had calmed down when my cock was ready to blow my seeds inside my "BABY GIRL." I hadn't had a piece of ass this good in my life. She was my 'daughter' and now My proud woman, My slut, My whore.

Karrita must have felt my cock swell and grow because she had began talking to me, "Oh Daddy, you ready? Fill me up Daddy, fill your naughty 'daughter' full of cum."

I started cumming hard, jet after jet of my hot cum shot deep inside my baby girl's body, filling her with my seed.

"Cum on, Daddy fill me up... fill your wanton naughty daughter full of cum." She whispered.

We made love into the next day.

With that lovely thought passing, my mind shut down and I snuggled even closer to Master, feeling His body heat comforting me and knowing that I was all His, forever.

When I woke up 'Daddy' was sound asleep. I looked at the clock and knew that in a little while He would probably wake up. I laid there in a peaceful bliss, so happy that the last piece of my horrible youth was now out in the open, and that my loving Master would handle it.

What worried me now was what was I going to do? I have permission to go pee if I have too in the morning, and then I am supposed to come back and suck Sir's cock every morning before I begin any other activities. I was afraid that if I sucked His cock I would cause Him to wake up and after the long night we had last night I didn't want to disturb Him in anyway. My ole loving Sir needed his rest, especially when you consider what all has happened since He had come to get and bring me here.

I did not want to lay here in the bed with Him. I wanted to go fix Him a real good breakfast, which would be the first time I had really cooked for Him, because I wanted Him to wake up smelling the bacon and coffee. I wanted to surprise Him.

I then knew what I was going to do. I was going to risk a spanking for not doing as He had told me to do. The risk of Him spanking my ass was worth Him being able to smell the bacon and coffee waking up. I wanted Him to know his slave cared enough about Him to do this. So, if he wakes up and calls me, I will go to the bedroom and offer my ass to him, or if He came into the kitchen, I would do the same, showing Him that I was willing to take my punishment.

Slowly, ever so slowly and gently I gradually moved away from Him trying to slip out of the bed without drawing His attention. Really, I was grateful that He was sleeping soundly and I got out of the bed successfully. I slipped on what had become my favorite black four-inch stilettos, feeling the comfort and loving how I know I look in them. Ever since I put the first pair on in the car, the five-inch ones, that first day, I got a tingling in my cunt every time I put a pair on. Why I don't know, but it was there.

Walking toward the kitchen, I made no noise because of the carpet meaning that I had escaped without waking Him. Halfway to the kitchen I decided I would surprise Him and I headed directly to my walk-in closet, I wanted those sexy pink five-inch stilettos with all of that sexy toe cleavage on my sexy feet. Shit I thought, if I'm going to do this I might as well go all the way. I opened one of the drawers and got out an off black pair of seamless thigh highs, figuring that it would make a good contrast to the pink stilettos, and pulled them up my legs to the joint at my crotch. Feeling sexy, and looking good for my Master, I then went to the kitchen to fix his first real breakfast, as I didn't think that what I had prepared the other day qualified as a full real breakfast.

On the way to the kitchen, I dawned on me that I needed some help. I needed some time to get this fixed before he woke up. I didn't need the early cooking aromas to wake Him or the sound of my heels on the tile floor. Shit, shit, shit, the best ideas seem to have problems sometimes. Oh well, I can fix that; I maybe His slave, but I am not dumb, so I slipped off my stilettos and laid them on the bar where I could quickly get them if I heard Him coming. Then I went to the door of the Master's suite, looked at Him sleeping soundly, and quietly closed the door praying it would not make a noise. It didn't and I was relieved as I walked back to the kitchen to get started.

I put the bacon on and opened the kitchen windows to allow some of the smoke to leave so I would not have to turn the extractor on and make noise. I then got the fruit out of the refrigerator, cut it up into bite size pieces, turned the bacon and started the coffee. I was so proud of myself I just smiled thinking that I was the luckiest girl in the world.

Now, how am I going to fix His eggs? Ah ha, an omelet would do nicely. I got some green peppers, onions, and some grated cheese out of the refrigerator and then noticed that there were some tomatoes there also. Well, this would be a simple omelet, but an omelet nevertheless. I quickly cut up what I would need and them prepared the eggs for cooking thinking now what am I missing. Taking the bacon out of the pan it dawned on me, raisin toast prepared in the broiler covered with that low fat butter.

I could smell the coffee as I took the bacon out of the pan. Well, I had better not take a chance, so I slipped back into my sexy stilettos and then put the bread in the broiler and the omelet in the pan. Ok, now it's time to open the Master suite door and let the aroma work its magic.

I quickly walked on my toes so that the heels won't make any noise out of the kitchen, went, and very slowly to opened the door. Just as the door opened, I saw Him turn over and His arm reaching out as if He was going to hold me. Shit, I thought, that could be my downfall this morning. What the hell am I going to do?

I needed to flip the omelet and take the toast out of the broiler, but I also need to be here if He calls to me. Decision time. So I ran back to the kitchen thinking that it would be better to keep the food right than to burn it and ruin my effort. As I went to the oven to open the door, I reached and turned the gas off under the omelet, and pulled that pan out. 

As I turned to take the omelets out of the pan, I heard my Master's voice quietly calling me. I sat the pan down and, once again on my toes in the kitchen and then full use of my heels running across the carpet I came to the door. He was looking away, toward the side of the bed He let me sleep on, and I moved quickly beside the bed, and kneeled beside it, softly saying, "I am here Master," with my head bowed. 

He turned back toward me and extended His hand out touching rubbing the top of my head. As he did I asked, "Master may I please you?"

Turning on His back he softly said to me, "Yes littleone you may, but keep it brief; there is no way I am going to cum this morning after yesterday and last night."

I rose up, my leash proudly hanging from my collar, putting my left hand on one of His legs and the other hand on His left breast as my mouth took His cock fully. I could taste Him and me on His cock and if my mouth had not been full, you could have seen a big smile. As my mouth and tongue worked on His flaccid cock my right hand palmed His breasts and my left hand lightly rubbed the inside of His left thigh. I cannot tell you how good it feels to service this wonderful loving man after all he has done for my life and me.

It couldn't have been more than two minutes before He said, "That's good littleone. Come kiss me baby."

I got up on my feet and leaned into Him, putting my left hand on the lower part of His chest and my right arm under his neck, pulling Him up slightly to my open, warm, and receptive mouth. As we kissed, He reached for my shaved cunt and lightly rubbed my mound without touching my swollen damp lips. I was thrilled.

As we kissed, the thought passed my mind that prior to knowing Sir I never had any idea that I could be such a flourishing sexual woman. Life is good with this Master and I am so proud to be in His dedicated service.

As we were kissing, His arms had come up around me, holding me gently and then as our mouths parted, He pulled me down to His chest, my head lying on his shoulder. "I love you baby," he whispered in my ear, "so damn much. I will be whatever you need Me to be to keep you happy."

I felt a tear start to come to my eye as He took his hands and pulled my mouth back to His. He kissed me gently and then said, as only He can do, "Help me up slave. You have worn your ole Master out."

"Gladly Sir," I said stepping back a step extending both of my small hands to Him. He reached for my hands and set up on the edge of the bed. I decided that I might as well get this out in the open. "Sir, do you want to spank my ass now?"

I didn't know what He would say. He simply looked up at me and said, "I know I should, and you deserve it, but if you can get My coffee to Me before I finish peeing, without spilling any, you will escape this spanking."

As those words came out of His mouth I dropped His hands, turned, and ran to the kitchen with my leash swinging. I heard him chuckling as I left. I was glad I had fixed the coffee, and I suspected He could smell it, but I poured it, put the milk and ice in it, stirred it and walked fast, but not running toward the bathroom in the Master suite. Boy was I glad I had put the sweetener in it prior to making it. As I went into the bedroom the thought crossed my mind that My Master has a devilish streak in Him. I heard Him still peeing as I quickened my steps. 




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 14



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been modified so that the guilty, the actual participants in the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. Although each chapter stands on its own, too completely understand what has happened, and how this love story between a Master and his new slave develops, please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment. Thanks, SirCarl.

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We wondered through the section of the Shoppe that Stacie had recommended to us. Littleone was interested in one of the halter-tops she had found and it was skimpy enough to meet My standards. I told her yes and she then looked at some of the classier dresses and some of what I considered "daytime" use. Nothing really struck Me out right but she did find two that she liked. I told her to try them on but not to get her hopes up.

She came back out with the first one on and twirled around trying to get My interest up. Then she stopped and looked toward where Stacie was and saw she was still occupied with the other customers.

"Sir, what do you think of her?"

"She appears nice enough but we don't know anything about her yet or what her situation is baby. Do you want to make her one of your playmates?"

"I was thinking about it Sir, but as usual, it is your decision."

"I am not opposed to her becoming your playmate on occasions but she will have to agree to be available to Me should I want to use one, or more, of her holes. No restrictions, you know that slave, in addition to stilettos."

"I wouldn't have it any other way Sir."

"We," I said, "are not going to lower our standards just to have her set the rules to play baby. You come first and no additional 'piece of ass' is going to come ahead of you. Understand that sweetheart."

"Thank you Sir," she said softly, "you always seem to let Me know I am first and I love that about you."

"Out of curiosity, let's see what her attitude and desires are baby."

"As you wish my loving Sir. What do you think of this dress Sir?"

"It's ok but it not anything special. You could use it as something you might wear cleaning the house or out in the yard."

"Back on the rack it goes. I'll get the other one on now Sir."

"Ok girl, do it."

She came back out with the other one and while it was nothing special, it was better than the last one. "What do you think Sir," once again twirling around and looking toward Stacie.

"Baby I like an 'A' style skirt or one that is an even more of an 'A' style so that it swishes some as you walk. Straight dresses or skirts do not appeal to Me and do not allow free access to your cunt. Only on unusual occasions will you be allowed to wear one."

Quickly going through the dress and skirt racks once more, she found one that we had not seem previously. "Let me try this one on Master," she said once again looking toward Stacie and this time I saw her lick her lips while looking at Stacie. My horny little she-devil slave I thought, smiling.

She left to go to the changing room and I looked toward Stacie who was now at the cash register finishing the sale with the other women. Stacie then walked over to Me, letting her ass wiggle a little as she did, and stood relatively close to Me. 

"Carl, pardon me, Sir, how did you know or think that I was interested in littleone?"

"Well the first thing, while you were assisting us, was your very subtle body language. In addition I saw you, when littleone was not looking and you thought I wasn't, lick your lips twice. The convincing thing was when littleone bent over and allowed you to see that she had no panties on and her cunt and ass looked inviting. You slightly blushed, accidentally lightly rubbed your breast, and then I briefly saw the hunger in your eyes."

"A regular type of man would not be that perspective," she said with sincerity. "Oh pardon me; I didn't say 'Sir'."

"Thank you for your curtsey, but if you are more comfortable for now you may use Carl," I said as littleone returned half smiling from the dressing room. I watched Stacie's face and she just radiated being happy as littleone said, "Sir, I think this one is much better but these stilettos don't go with it. I have a pair that will Sir. May we get it Sir?"

"Your opinion Stacie," I asked.

"Sir, it is a very classy dress that has understated sexuality written all over it. It fits her great."

"True, but I like more tit exposed then what it does and the length is about an inch or so too long."

"Well Sir, my seamstress can take care of the length but if there was more of her lovely breasts showing it would be more to the slutty side than classy as it is now."

"Ok, ok, we'll take it."

"Let me pin it to the height you want. Will she always be in stilettos or do you want me to pin it in her bare feet?"

"Well yes, unless she is in the shower or it is very late at night and I am asleep she is in stilettos"

Littleone giggled with that remark and then said, "but my favorite stilettos are the five-inch ones with more toe cleavage instead of these four-inch ones. Sir instructed me to wear these today because we will be doing a lot of walking," without mentioning that she had a pair of 'flats' in the car to wear. Not only is My slave intelligent, she is cunning also.

Stacie was pinning the dress and said to littleone, "turn some dear so I can get to the other side." As littleone turned, I said to Stacie, with littleone's head turned looking at me, "Stacie, if you want to feel and rub the inside of her thighs, you may providing you can control yourself."

With Stacie, looking at the bottom of the dress, littleone winked at Me and smiled, opening her legs ever so slightly. My slave is such a fucking slut.

Littleone turned slightly and Stacie's left hand went up and lightly rubbed the inside of her inner thigh. Littleone again winked at Me and smiled. Such a fucking slut she is, no damn wonder I love her so. Stacie's hand finally came off littleone's inner thigh and she stood up looking lovingly into littleone's eyes breathing slightly heavier than normal.

I thought to myself, it's time to find out what this bitch is made of. I stepped closer and quickly pulled Stacie's skirt up. She looked surprised but offered no objections or resistance as My hand made its way to her cunt; she opened her legs wider. Her panties were soaked. About the time My hand reached her wet cunt littleone, seeing what was happening, reached for the back of Stacie's head and took a handful of hair, as I had done to her many times, and pulled Stacie to her mouth, injecting her tongue deep into it.

Seeing what littleone had done, I rubbed her cunt and she sucked heavily for air. As she did that littleone pulled Stacie's head away from her mouth, looked directly into her eyes and said in a deep husky voice, "Need some cock do you bitch?"

"Oh God yes," Stacie half mumbled with pleading eyes.

"Master, please Sir, take this bitch back there and fuck her face. Make her beg for your cock in her worthless cunt and ass. I'll watch the store," as she pushed Stacie toward the back.

"Wait, wait and let me lock the door. My office has more room in it."

"Hurry bitch, you are keeping my Master waiting."

The store display windows had backdrops that covered most of the front and as Stacie locked the door she dropped the blinds down the door and hung a sign that said back in one hour. She then turned and came directly to Me. "Lead the way cunt, let's see what the sofa in the office looks like," I said to her.

"Yes Sir," was her weak reply as she led the way. I could hear the clicking of littleone's heels behind Me and I was glad she was with Me. I knew that littleone wanted the opportunity to have Stacie become one of us and serve both of us as our domestic and love slave. I smiled at the thought of possibly having littleone, slave donna, and Stacie all serving Me, or the possibly the three of them in an all female three-way. The other pleasurable thought was Me sleeping with both littleone and Stacie in the same bed. My cock jerked at the thought of both of them sucking My tits and the other on sucking My cock all at the same time. Jesus, what a way to live.

Once we were in the office I took her by the hair stopped her, turned her around and kissed her fully on the mouth injecting My long tongue fully into her mouth. As we parted, I told her, "Let's see what talents you really have bitch. Put My cock in your mouth and do not suck it until I tell you."

Looking directly in My eyes her right hand dropped to My pants, working the belt, button and zipper.

Stacie kept thinking, repeatedly, I can't believe the presence this Man has. I have felt it since He first walked in the store with His strikingly beautiful slave. I felt a sense of His power and have had strange feelings ever since I came in their presence, giving me a damp and deep longing in my unused cunt.

"You do know that once it comes out, it doesn't go back in until I have used what holes you have as I want," He said looking at me just as I felt littleone's hands on my ass, kneeling and rubbing them, making me hot and His words making my knees weak. I had never been taken in the ass and it both scared and excited me with this Man.

I dropped his pants and taking my cue I got down on my knees, pulling my skirt to my waist, and brushed my face against His leg. I rubbed my nose and cheek against His very large, very warm cock. I was slightly disappointed because it wasn't completely hard or standing straight up. As I licked my lips in anticipation, I realized that His cock, flaccid, was much bigger, in both length and girth, than my weak and wimpy ex-husband's "little" boy's cock in comparison. 

Mesmerized I looked up at Him briefly, giving Him a flirty, and naughty "little" girl look as I attempted to grip it in my hand. I put my face very close to it, smelling His sex and feeling the heat radiating into my face as I gently squeezed and tried to stroke it as it swelled bigger and harder. I wanted nothing more in this world than to see it as big and hard as possible.

"Kiss, lick, and suck each of My balls slut, then lay it in your mouth and wait for My instructions," He commanded. I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to nothing but to please this Man. Why I don't know but all of a sudden, in my mind, my world and future seemed to depend on it.

Dizzy with being horny and a strange new sense of wanting to serve, I lightly flicked my tongue over His large hanging balls loving the feel of His body as it jerked slightly with the shock of my warm wet tongue. Slowly I moved my lips to His large ball sack and kissed it all over feeling His scrotum tightening as His cock continued to grow. Slowly, I sucked one ball into my mouth, rolling it gently between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, continuing to apply suction as I let it pop from my lips wetly. I then moved to repeat the motion with His other ball; then pursing my lips on each of them and sucking them gently as if to pull them out. With His cock jerking, I kissed both of His nuts, needing to please Him.

Without warning, I felt littleone pushing her tits against my back, licking my ear, pinching and rolling my erect nipples, whispering, "Feel honored slut that my Master is letting you enjoy His wonderful cock. Do well you worthless bitch or you will not get another chance to serve Him with honor and your worthless life will then be forever empty. Trust me!"

He was clearly enjoying this, much to my delight. With littleone's words ringing in my head, I looked up at Him, eyes closed, chin dropped, and mouth open with a bit of spittle dribbling out the corner of his mouth. That is when I decided I had to taste his cock; understanding one of the many reasons why littleone was His exquisite prized slave.

It now seemed so immense that I needed both hands to hold it, my fingers not able to close all the way around its veiny girth. I opened my mouth and licked the giant mushroom head just as littleone pushed my bra up and put her hands on my tits, taking my nipples and continually rolling and pinching them really hard, sending a previously unknown magnificent pain/pleasure directly to my now shamelessly dripping cunt. As salty pre-cum dribbled onto my tongue I hungrily swallowed it; feeling very sexy, naughty, and like a pure slut. I looked up and smiled up at Him feeling my cunt leaking as I smacked His cock head against my mouth a few times.

Removing my hand from around Him, I began to slide my tongue slowly and wetly up the underside of His shaft, until I reached the head, where I once again captured drops of pre-cum on it, savoring the flavor of His sex. The taste, though small, seemed to flood my mouth, and make me hunger for more of the taste of Him. My lips softly together, I pressed a kiss to the tip, then opened my mouth and let my tongue slide softly around the helmet of his cock, again and again, changing the direction of my motions often, and stopping only to softly rake my teeth over the now dark purple cap.

"Close your mouth around it, mentally count to thirty, and then suck it whore," he said with a dominant menacing animal look in his eyes. 

As those words came out of His mouth littleone pinched and pulled my nipples, showing me no mercy, causing never before spoken words to follow out of my mouth, pleading, "Yes Master, yes, I will."

He grabbed my hair and lifted my head then pushed it down into His cock. The head bumped me in the eye but I made sure His next push found my open mouth. It was so big. I let it lay in my mouth, mentally counting, my anticipation growing along with a sense of astonishment. I then started to suck it and a soon as I did He forced my head down fully onto his shaft. My jaws ached as my small mouth stretched for Him. The big head skidded along the roof of my mouth and then pushed down toward my throat. 

I gagged and He pulled my hair again, lifting my mouth off His cock. Strings of gooey saliva stretched from His cock to my mouth as I gasped for air. He pushed my head down again and this time I let it go farther down toward my throat and didn't gag as much. 

My eyes were stinging from gagging, and I felt tears run down my cheeks as I tried to blink them dry. Saliva dripped from my chin as gobs of it made stringy bridges to his bright red cock. Littleone dropped one of her hands to my bare cunt and jammed two fingers in it as her other hand abused my nipple. Whispering in my ear, she mandated, "Down your throat whore, take Him down your throat," as she lightly touched my swollen clit, adding, "After he cums slut, don't take your mouth off of Him until He gives you permission making damn sure you do not spill a precious drop and His cock is clean when it leaves your worthless mouth."

My cunt clinched littleone's fingers because of her words. The feel of my teeth raking that oh so sensitive skin made Him arch and moan; inspiring creative actions from my willing and now whorish lips. Opening my mouth wide, but holding my lips firm against the skin of His shaft, I began pushing His cock deeper into my mouth, taking as much as possible into me, until I felt the head pressing deep into my throat, which convulsed and moved around it, my tongue never hesitating in its massage of the underside of the shaft. 

By the fourth or fifth thrust, I had the rhythm and was eagerly sucking His cock. I loved the taste and wanted more and more. He clearly was enjoying it as my tiny mouth sucked and sucked and took more and more of his cock into my slut's throat.

Littleone, apparently hungry for my flowing juices moved from behind me and slid under my ass, causing me to lift slightly, moving her mouth to my dripping cunt. Her mouth avoided my clit as her lips split my lips with her soft, demanding tongue attempting to reach far inside my cunt. Then she moved her mouth away and jammed two of her fingers into my cunt, resting them against my sensitive 'G' spot. Just as quickly she took her fingers out and all of a sudden I felt SMACK. Then another SMACK. Littleone said in demanding voice, "Take it all girl; show Him you must have His cum!"

My ass stung as two additional smacks struck hard causing me to flush with warmth and a tingling feeling. I was so close to cumming I could not believe it. My ass stung, flushed with heat pushing me almost to the edge. In shock, I froze, not sure what to do. My senses blurred for a moment realizing that littleone's hands were gently rubbing my stinging buns.

Sir took me by my hair, hurting some, and tilted my head back, looking at my fully stretched mouth on His life giving cock, seeing pure desire in my eyes, slowly pulled himself out of my mouth saying, "Look at Me whore, look good." 

As those words came from His commanding mouth two of littleone's fingers started fucking my cunt as she kissed my inner thighs. I wiggled my ass trying to get her to make me cum but she stopped and took those two pussy juice lubed fingers and moved to my virgin asshole. She was gently pushing against it and her fingers going in circles around it giving me sensations my wimpy ex-husband never had, as I gasped for air. Her fingers stopped and they once again re-entered my sopping cunt, got wet again, and moved back to my asshole.

Sir continued, "Slut if you want to cum, as you never have and learn to serve Me, all three of your holes will always be available to Me. Understand?"

Nodding my head the only thought going through my mind was that I had never felt this much of a woman before as I leaned in to Him pushing His cock back into my waiting and inadequate mouth wanting His sperm anywhere he wanted to put it.

"Do you want us to walk out of here now, leaving you as you are?" I shook my head, smelling His cock, and wanting Him. He slowly slid into my mouth he took my hair on both sides of my head and pushed himself fully into my throat just as littleone jammed her two fingers into my no longer virgin asshole, finger fucking it. I shook and trembled with desire and need as never before.

I felt utterly vulnerable, and maybe scared and should have been nervous with all three of my holes being used, keeping me on the edge of a colossal orgasm, but I was horny. He was right, I guess, I am like a proud whore and a slut with Him. I relaxed my throat taking Him all the way, feeling my nose against His smooth shaven groin, loving it as littleone, with her magic tongue teased the front of my "G" spot and continued to fuck my ass with her active two fingers. This had to end, I had to cum, and I needed His sperm in me as I had never needed any in my life.

Slowly, I slid him out of my mouth, only to replicate the action repeatedly. Then moving back, I slid him from my mouth, and teased him even more with little love nibbles all along his shaft. I felt his hands grasping my hair, and reveled in my newfound power to bring him to this state knowing that without Him, being the Man he is, I would never had known this magnificent feeling of, for the first time, being a all-inclusive woman. I knew then that I was His slut and whore for as long as He would have me and I wanted Him to have my best.

He could not see the smile on my face because of my mouth being full of His cock, but I knew that now, as tears of joy ran down my face, that there was a sparkle in my eyes as never before.

This decision made, I showed no mercy, and began to move my mouth quickly up and down his shaft, his swollen cockhead bumping along the roof of my mouth as I moved with ever-quickening strokes and determination, my fingers massaging his hard balls, rolling them gently between my fingers. His hands now tightly grasping my head, his hips rocking furiously, he proceeded to fuck my mouth for all he was worth, carried away in the sensations of pleasure building and building within his groin. 




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 15



This is a continuing story and all participants are well over the age of 18. All names have been modified so that the guilty, the actual participants in the story, do not become the envy of their neighbors. Although each chapter stands on its own, too completely understand what has happened, and how this love story between a Master and his new slave develops, please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment. Thanks, SirCarl.

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There is nothing in this world to match the feeling He gives me when He drops His load of cum down my throat. Yes, I love it in my cunt and ass but those are different sensations. Many bitches suck cock, some do not take it in their mouth, some few take it there and spit it out, and a few do swallow. But to have my Master's cock in my throat, my throat massaging his cock as He pumps His load into me is wonderful. I love pleasing Him so and showing Him that I am His.

"You know that you fucked up don't you," He said to me in a soft firm voice. "In fact Stacie fucked up also and now we will learn how honest she is, providing she comes here tonight."

I couldn't think what He was talking about proving once again Master is generally two steps ahead of me. "How so Sir," I replied while rubbing His chest, my eyes downcast.

"In fact slave, this is the first time you have disappointed Me and it is a punishable offense."

I could not do anything except accept His judgment. That is my life as He is my Master. Thinking as fast as I could with my mind racing trying to figure out what I had done, I answered Him the only way I knew how. "Sir, please Sir, tell your poor slave what she had done to offend you and I will attempt to fix it now. Then punish me as You see fit Sir."

"Think back littleone, remember when Stacie was pinning the length of that dress and I gave her permission to play with your inner thighs."

"Yes Sir and I was so happy that you had suggested that, knowing I wanted her to want me and knowing that I would enjoy her hands fondling near your cunt."

"Ok slave, what did you wear going into the office?"

"That dress Sir."

"And what happened to that dress?"

"She soaked it with her cunt juices Sir."

"And when we left the office what did I tell you to do bitch?"

"You told me, Sir, to bring it with us so we could pay for it."

"Yes that is true. What should have you done when you got to the counter and told her we would take all of those clothes? Remember that it was your responsibility to handle the sale."

"I know, I should have told her that we would pay for the dress and left it there for her to have the hem changed."

"True slave that was your first fuck-up because you did not do that and you took the dress from the store."

"Oh my God Sir. I am sorry Sir. I don't know where my mind was."

"Your mind was in one or two places. One in her cunt or two you were jealous that I had pumped so much of what you like to consider your cum in another woman and as a result you were not being responsible."

"No Sir, jealousy it was not. Quite the contrary, I was proud of how you face-fucked her and made her see what it was to be with a real dominant. It is true that I was extremely happy and my cunt was dripping Sir."

"Ok, so you see your first error. Stacie's mind was still in her cunt or her throat still had remnants of My cum in it. This is where she fucked up. She should have kept the dress to have it hemmed and she could have soaked it there waiting for the tailor.

"Maybe that's so Sir. She was not thinking clearly either. After all, the whole scene from the time she first laid eyes on me was unreal. First mistake Sir? I made another one?"

"Yes My slut you did. After you put the groceries up you went to your closet to hang the new clothes up. Correct?"

"Yes Sir, I did and am so proud of them."

"So you took a one hundred and forty-five dollar dress that had the front of it covered in girl cum and hung it up instead of taking it and putting in the washer to do a soak cycle on it prior to trying to wash it."

"Jesus, Sir that never crossed my mind. Yes I should be punished for that as you wish Sir," I said attempting to get out of the bed and put the dress in the washer. Holding my leash, he held me not letting me leave. I wanted to go, I had to go, otherwise I was going to cry in front of Him, but He held me pulling on my leash, tugging on my collar.

"Another few minutes is not going to change anything so be still girl."

I tried to resolve my body to settle down but I couldn't and without warning I buried my face in my hands are started crying so distressed and disappointed in myself. The last thing I wanted to do was to displease my Master. I want Him to think I am beneficial and responsible for Him and that I am the best. He held me for a few minutes, kissing my forehead lightly several times, not saying anything until I had calmed down some and then he said, "Listen to Me littleone, in the first place you do not make the decision on rather or not you should or need to be punished. That is my decision. I will always do with you as I see fit, even though I have come to appreciate your insights. I am going to punish you and two things will happen. Once the punishment is over, all is forgiven and second, this will make you a better person as you will pay more attention to some of the details and that will make life better for both of Us.

I turned full body to Him and held Him for all I was worth, kissing parts of His body, conveying my appreciation of Him. Finally when my breathing had returned to normal and my tears had stopped, I said, "Sir, please let me go get the dress and put it into the washer on the soak cycle."

He looked at me with those warm eyes of His and said in a soft compassionate voice, "Go do it. Do not use your heels and get your naughty ass back here."

"Thank you Sir, thank you," I said as I got off the bed and started to my closet in a run. I think he anticipated what I was going to do when I returned. I had planned to drop to my kneeling position and await His directions. As I came through the door He said, "In the bed slut here next to Me."

I happily did as He instructed wanting to do nothing but hold and love Him, even though I knew I had a profound dilemma.

"Listen to Me littleone, I am going to punish you and get this over with so that you can clear your mind and that we get this behind Us. I think that the problem is that you have gotten out of touch and can't feel the boundaries I have set to keep you in balance. Understand that I am doing this because you need it and I love you. You will come to understand that I am not letting this bad behavior go unpunished; that I care that much about you. Do you remember your 'safe word'?"

Looking down with some trepidation, she submissively spoke, "Yes Master, I do."

"Now if you think you need to pee, go do it now and then come to the 'playroom' and do not make Me additionally punish for not following My instructions."

I went to the bathroom, peed, and went quickly to Him in the "playroom." He was standing beside the table starring at me. I leaned up in my stilettos and kissed His mouth trying too wordlessly tell Him that I love Him.

"How shall I punish you slave," He asked looking directly into my eyes.

"However and with whatever you wish Sir," I said, my voice quivering. 

"Excellent answer littleone," I replied. "Lie face down on the massage table."

Littleone quickly turned around, jumped up onto the padded top, pushed off her stilettos, and then positioned her hips over the firm cushion I had placed on the table while she was in the bathroom. I stood beside my waiting slave, spread her legs apart and ran a hand up between her smooth thighs, resting on her smooth cunt.

"Always keep this baby smooth," I directed as I slid a finger around her labia.

"Yes Sir," littleone replied as shivers began to run through her body. "Anything you want."

"Of course my slave," I replied. "Everything I want."

Littleone had seen this multiuse table many times since her arrival and I had never mentioned its use or purpose. The only other items, other than some of my "toys," in the room was a multipurpose spanking bench I had constructed and the Sybian, that was mounted on a large piece of carpeted plywood with a blanket covering the whole machine. Being generally a good slave, she had never asked about this room and I knew that in a short period I would be putting her on the Sybian, letting her cum until she was exhausted.

My fingers slowly moved up from littleone's pussy to rub in small circles around her puckered anus. Her body stiffened as I emitted an sinful sounding chuckle before trailing my fingers up the crack of her ass. I pinched and rubbed the lovely white globes of littleone's buttocks. After a minute or two of this, I placed a free hand under the top of the table removing a supple leather strap from its hooks. I knew exactly where to stand for the best effect and took up my position as littleone waited and wondered, full of anticipation on the table.

"Littleone let this be a lesson to you to always listen closely to my orders and to protect My property.

'Whoosh' - the strap whistled through the air before cracking firmly across littleone's soft cheeks.

"Oh God! Yes," my sexy slave cried loudly.

Those few words were like music to my ears; I raised the strap and cracked it again over her white tender flesh. Littleone's legs were kicking in the air and she was emitting mixed cries of delight and pain with each whack. Using careful aim little by little, I increased the amount of force I put into each stroke of the strap. I was enchanted with littleone's reaction, for a girl undergoing her first strapping this one was responding unlike any slave I had ever met. Lovely red stripes were crisscrossing her pink bum as she reveled in the attainment of her long awaited fantasy.

I paused and ran a hand over her hot cheeks. "Feel your cheeks my slave."

Littleone tentatively reached back with both hands and touched the striped skin. "It's just like I imagined," she panted. "Some more please Master."

Using more intensity than previously I whacked the strap six times in quick succession over her red striped cheeks. I was amazed when littleone suddenly burst into tears. I did not wait for the safe word; dropping the strap onto the floor. Quickly I pulled My chair over and sat next to the table where I could calm and support littleone while supplying her with tissues. She continued to cry and sob for a few minutes while I thought about her sudden switch from enjoyment to tears. I placed the water bottle straw in her mouth and she readily sucked it.

"I'I'm sorry Sir," littleone sniffed as she blew her nose and looked at me through teary eyes. "The pain wasn't too much for me, I just suddenly.........." littleone's voice faded as she shook her head in uncertainty.

"I think I know what happened to you dear," I said, suddenly understanding. "With all that has happened to you these past five years, it was a release of some of the stress that has built up inside you. You have waited so long to be in this situation and you took to it like a duck to water. I have administered many punishments and nobody else has reacted as positively the first time to the strap as you have. Yes, I think your tears were a liberating form of stress relief."

Littleone slowly nodded her head in concurrence of my words; after a moment's silence, she asked in disbelief, "Like a duck to water? Really Master, I was that good?'

"Honestly you were fantastic; you were born to serve littleone, unquestionably born to serve," I replied bending forward and kissing a salty, tear stained cheek.

"Born to serve," littleone's face lighting up in comprehension as she repeated the words. "Born to serve, yes you are right Sir; I was born to serve only you."

I grinned at littleone's repetition on my short phrase. "This weekend we will celebrate by having 'born to serve' fixed on a necklace, a bracelet, and an ankle bracelet for you.

Tears welled in littleone's eyes once again at my words and she sniffed, "That would be marvelous Sir."

Littleone looked at me wide-eyed before the she realized what she had said and started to giggle. I kissed her again before standing and pulling the cushion out from under her hips.

"You stay here and relax," I said as I ran my hands over her warm, red striped ass. 

Littleone's emotions started to get the better of her again as she bit her bottom lip and starting to cry.

"Let it all out girl," I said as I handed her box of tissues. "See you in the living room when you feel up to it."

Once I had composed myself, and thought all of the wonderful things that has happened to me and why I have been so fortunate since Master had taken charge of my life, I got off the table and went into the living room, walking gingerly with my stilettos in my hand. He was sitting in His recliner and I went in front of Him, dropped to my kneeling position, and humbly asked for His forgiveness. He told Me that I was forgiven and the problem no longer existed. He then told me to lie across His knees. Not knowing what to expect I did as He said and when I was down, He poured some lotion on my tender ass and rubbed it all over it. It felt soothing and I loved Him even more for doing this.

When He was done with the lotion, he had me sit in His lap, with only my back and thighs supporting me and held me lovingly. "Baby, I did not want to do what just happened, I really did not. However, this will pass and you will remember it and we both will be better for it. I do love you sweetheart."

"Sir, when can I rub my ass," I asked half laughing.

"Now sweetheart if you have to do so."

"Well I think I will just sit here in your lap and let you love me."

"Yes that will be good but not for more than fifteen minutes. We need to start preparing for our possible visitor."

"Yes Sir," I said smiling, loving be so close to Him and in His warm protective arms.

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I watched Sir Carl and littleone get in their car and leave having mixed emotions. Never had any Man dominated me as He had and I could not believe all the feelings that these two had drawn out of me. I realize now that those were feelings and emotions that I evidently suppressed for a long time. It is true that littleone is very desirable and alluring to me and I loved how she tasted and responded. The two other women I had been with could not hold a candle to her; she is something to behold and taste and her kisses were out of this world sensuous. 

I did learn exactly what they had implied; weak and wimpy men no longer had any appeal to me and even though I had been married all those years, I never really "belonged" to my husband as littleone does with Sir. She knows who she is, what she is, and is so proud of her status with Sir. The peace, contentment, tranquility, and confidence she radiates are such beautiful things.

My orgasm with littleone in the dressing room was unreal, left me loving it, and completely drained. Jesus, what a scene with Sir that was. Never had I ever wanted a cock as much as I wanted His and then to have littleone tearing my pussy up, making me squirt of all things. Yes, I want to be part of this and it is against everything I was taught all my life. I was so out of it afterwards that I did not notice that littleone did not leave a phone number for me to call. I either have to go or not go, no phoning with a lame excuse.

I just may become the submissive instead of the slave but either way Sir will have use of me anyway He pleases. I really do want to know the difference but I noticed that obedience is fully required with either. Me obedient? If you had told me that twenty-four hours ago, I would have laughed at you, but not now. Jesus, I am wet and they are not even here. How in the hell can that be?

On top of everything else I let them pay for and walk out of here with that stained dress that needs hemming. How embarrassing is that? As if I needed an excuse to go, I will have to go and recover that dress. Customers those good are hard to find.

Stilettos as my everyday shoe? I would have never thought about that and then littleone's comment that part of my problem was not wearing them. Jesus, she can hit the nail on the head when she needs to. I couldn't do anything but agree with her. Shit! She told me to wear mine and I am almost ashamed but I had better do as I was told. Hell, I am submissive already.

I wonder if Sir and littleone will make me as sexy and classy as she is. She just radiates sex but not so "in your face" vulgar. Part of her appeal is her attitude and that shows in a good way. Could being loved, cared for, protected, fully used, and owned, or as she says, "belonging," be that good. Hell, I don't know, I have never had that situation.

Seeing littleone's breasts, including her areolas and nipples exposed like that and my initial reaction that I couldn't wear anything like that in public was pathetic. Then littleone saying that she is to "always completely available to Him" and never wears panties except during the heavy flow days. Jesus, I just squeezed my cunt. I must be a secretive slut just thinking about the air passing over my pussy and littleone saying not wearing panties didn't take much to getting use to and that she stayed in almost continuous state of arousal wanting Him to be proud of her. Holy Shit! I haven't ever been in an "almost continuous state of arousal." 

Let me call Mary and have her come in early. I cannot stand it, I have to get ready and go. Damn waiting for seven tonight. I guess I had better go bra less and with no panties. What am I going to wear? Pants are out and I don't have a dress that is anywhere as sexy as what littleone does. Fuck, I am probably going to come out of my clothes anyway so I will just wear a skirt and a blouse I can open up.

"Mary, can you come in early and stay until closing? Good come on as soon as you can dear."

Outside of Sir's cock, what got to me the most was littleone. I saw that secret smile on her face and I remember thinking, "she knows what I need and the battle raging in my mind."

The other thing was Sir's words that hit home with me. "It is the devoted nature of her love for her Master that enables her to free herself finally from any fear. As she lets go and passes control of her life to her Master she feels His devotion as he takes greater and greater care of her. Me, free of any fear? She feels His devotion as He takes greater and greater care of her. No man has ever made me free of fear much less taken care of me. Fuck, I am hooked that is all there is to it. Shit.

The coup was how calm and assure Sir was when He told me, "I will not force you to come to Me. You will freely come, and you are free to go, but only once. If I do this and then leave, I can never go back to them. These two are unbelievable and I want it. Damn, go girl be happy and live for a change I thought.

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"Listen to me dear, I think that you had better get prepared. If you want a shower get it, then put on a pair of those sexy seamed nylons, and come to Me and I will help you get them straight. Put the magic balls in your cunt and wear any pair of the five-inch stilettos you want. I want your choker in the collar position and attach the leash. No other clothes slut. We are going to hit her right between the eyes with the site of you as the slave. If it scares her off, it does, and if it doesn't, then you may have the 'sister' sub or slave you want."

"Yes Sir, I am going to enjoy this either way. If you fuck her good, and if you don't I get that wonderful cock of yours."

"Horny bitch, Jesus baby, I suspect that she will not be here on time. My gut tells Me she could come early and I want us to appear prepared as if we anticipated her being early."




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 15



"Do you think so Sir, honestly?"

"Yes I think so but I don't know. I suspect her cunt is wet and her nipples have been protruding since we left the shop, in addition to her mind going full blast. Oh, fix me a full needle of injection for My cock and leave it in the refrigerator. If I have to take her, I am going to need all the help I can get after your draining Me dry this afternoon and her earlier today."

"Full needle Sir, oh my God she is going to go nuts. That will keep you erect for almost an hour."

"Well at least I will have an erection even if I don't have much cum to leave in her thanks to my loving slave. Are you going to take a shower slut?"

"Yes Sir a quick one and hope the water does not sting my ass very much."

"Oh, one other thing slut, I may, and you may, refer to her as a 'sister' slave or sub if she agrees to serve Me, but she will not be your equal."

"I know Sir and I love you for that."

"Go bitch, get a move on."

"Yes Sir, I'll hurry."

In what seemed like only a few minutes she called to Me to come help her with the seamed nylons. By the time I got to her, she had the garter belt secured and was sliding the first nylon on her sexy leg. I noticed that she had given her pubic area a quick shave and had applied lotion to it. Her collar was on and the leash she is so proud of was attached to the collar. I sat in the chair and she stood on the small stool with the nylons on her feet but dropping at her ankles. I reached up to her cunt and felt the short leash for the 'magic' ben-wa balls in place. Good I thought as I pulled the first nylon up. In a short time, I had the rear garters attached and told her to do the front ones.

"I am finished Sir. What's next?"

"Stilettos and a little make-up baby," I said. "Make sure you do some of the eyeliner and lash stuff. I see you already have some of the snacks ready. Now go get that done and by the way, the pink on your ass looks good. Maybe I should do some hand smacking of it to keep the red glowing."

"No Sir that won't be necessary," she said moving away from Me. "I'll be back in a few minutes Sir," she said going into the closet and choosing the whorish red five-inch stilettos before leaving to finish her makeup.

My slave, and possibly soon to be Mistress of Stacie, returned with one of My favorite adult beverages and asked, "Do you like my make-up Sir?"

"Yes, you are beautiful slut. I have been thinking that you get the doggie collar and the leash that goes with it. While you are there get those Velcro straps so I can bind her arms and legs if I desire. Put them near your chair so that they are not obvious. Cover them if necessary. No go, I again have the feeling she will be here very soon."

"Sir, do you really plan to be that strong with her?"

"Yes I do My slut. This is different from when I went and got you. You had been in training for months, knew, and understood what was expected of you. She only has wild ideas going through her head and if she asks to serve Me, I am not going to paint half a picture. I don't want half a slave, I want one that is one hundred ten percent, and wants to be all mine. It is that simple baby."

"I'll be back quickly Sir. I should do a few things in the kitchen even though most of it is already prepared."

"Ok do that and when you are done, fix Me another drink. I have a feeling this is going to be a long afternoon and night. If she comes to the door, you go and greet her. Bring her as she is to Me here in the living room. It is going to be interesting to see how she dressed to come here. Oh slut, clear the coffee table of all items."

"Yes Sir, as you wish."

I wiggled my ass a little extra leaving Him thinking of all that could happen tonight. If worse came to worse, I would get a first class fucking out of this so I would be good either way. I quickly cleared the coffee table on the way to get the "goodies" and while I was there, I got a small and medium size butt-plugs, the replica dildo of Master, and the penis gag. Jesus, I am naughty I thought as I also got the strap-on cock in case I got a chance to fuck her. I took them and put them beside the chair I would be sitting in and covered them with a silk scarf.

I then went to Sir and told Him of the extra things I had gotten so He would know that His slave was giving Him many options. He just smiled and nodded His head as I took His empty glass and hurriedly went to the kitchen to finish up there after I fixed His drink and took it to Him. As I was cleaning up at the sink, I saw Stacie's car drive through and past the brick column mounted gargoyles at the end of the driveway.

"She is driving up the driveway now Master. You were correct; she is almost an hour early."

"Ok littleone, the show will soon begin. Stand straight, shoulders back and tits out. Remember you are the potential Mistress. Work your nipples slut."

"Yes Sir," I said smiling and excited, squeezing my cunt while rolling and pinching my already protruding nipples. I watched from the window and saw Stacie get out of her car and walk toward the back door, which was proper, as there is no walkway to the front door. My impression was that she was walking confidently but she knocked on the door in a timid manner leaving me to wonder what her attitude is. After she knocked, I counted to five and then turned the corner to go to the door. As I came around the corner, her head had a slight bow to it and her hands were together at her crotch indicating a submissive comportment. Looking at her as I walked to the door, with my leash swinging between my tits, I noticed that the blouse she had on was a thin material, opened several buttons down exposing a good deal of her cleavage, and she was braless. Hell I thought, smiling as I got to the door to greet her, I bet that the bitch doesn't have panties on either. This is a good sign.

"Hi girl," I said deliberately not using her name. "Welcome to Master's home." Her head came up and her eyes got wide seeing how I was not dressed and the leash hanging predominantly down from my collar.

As I said, "Please come in, Sir is expecting you," she smiled.

"Thank you littleone," she replied with sincerity and leaning into me to exchange a cheek-to-cheek kiss. As she leaned out of the 'kiss', she looked at me from head to toe and with just a hint of jealousy she said, "You look stunning. If only I could look as good as you."

"It's easy girl," I said taking her hand and leading her toward Master, smiling and putting a little 'extra' wiggle in my redden ass. I led her to Sir and placed her at a forty-five degree angle from where He was sitting. 

He rose and extended His hand saying, "We are glad you are here girl. Please, have a seat." indicating for her to sit on the love seat to His left which made me proud as I am always to His right.

As she moved to sit, I came close to Him and asked her, "Can I get you something to drink girl?"

As she sat, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she sat correctly, toward the front of the love seat not leaning back, her back straight with her shoulders back projecting her lovely bosom, her knees together and pointed toward Sir. "Not now, thank you, maybe a little later Mistress. Is that correct, am I to refer to you as Mistress?"

"Yes and no," I replied continuing, "I consider it a curtsey as of now as you have not determined that you want to serve Sir. As it is now either that or 'littleone' is correct. Once you make the decision, if you do, to serve Sir, then for a period during your training, I will be your Mistress. Once you successfully complete your training then you will know your position and we will arrange something that is appropriate."

"Thank you," she said smiling nervously at me.

"I guess you have had many things going through your mind and occurring with your body since we have seen you," Sir said, looking directly at her smiling.

"Yes I have Sir. Oh, yes many things. I need to tell you both that I was still shaken when you came to the counter and paid for the things this afternoon. Speaking frankly, my cunt was dripping down my thighs and I still had Sir's taste in my mouth, and I failed to remember that I needed to keep that dress to clean it and have it hemmed. I am sorry Sir that was my mistake."

"I appreciate your honesty girl and littleone has soaked it to prevent any stains and when you leave she will give it to you to have it hemmed. You girls will work out the details," Sir said with sincerity as I stood beside Him with my left hand on His shoulder, tits projected, and legs spread fully exposing my damp shaved cunt, waiting His instructions.

"Do you have any questions in particular that you want to ask before you and littleone start on the written materials?' Sir said.

"No Sir I don't and I am sure that she will be totally honest with me."

"Yes, yes she will. Here is how it will start, littleone will give you the materials and she will stay with you while you are reading. Everything is grouped into subject matters and she will answer any questions you have as you go along. If she is not sure, she will ask for confirmation or clarification from Me. I suspect that with your current state of mind that you will have no problem giving us your decision tonight concerning coming into full service to Me. If after you have had your questions answered, you are content, and this is what you honestly want, then you will come in front of Me, in the kneeling position as littleone will explain to you and you saw today, and ask Me to accept you stating your desire to be a sub or slave. If you do that, and I accept you, your training and use will start tonight."

"Thank you Sir, that is more than fair. Shall we start?"

"No, wait just a minute. One other thing we will start your training and it will be on a provisional basis. I think that you should take some time after tonight, say twelve or twenty-four hours to think clearly about your decision, if it is to be with Me, to make sure you are positive about it," Master said in a smooth and reassuring voice.

"Once again, thank you Sir, I appreciate your consideration," Stacie said looking Sir directly in the eyes. "I do have one question before we begin, if that is ok Sir."

"Yes, please ask it," Sir replied.

"Why and how is littleone's ass so red with those marks?"

Sir looked at me and simply nodded His head. I was so proud that He had the confidence in me to answer her. Smiling I looked into her eyes and said, "Stacie I did some things wrong and it was necessary for Sir to discipline me. He did, and now the subject, or problem, no longer exists and I am so proud that he took the time to correct me, reinforcing His love for me."

Al but stunned Stacie said, "Ok, thank you for answering me," she said mildly.

Sir, without any comment on that subject simply said, "littleone please take her to the dining table and proceed."

"Yes Sir, as you wish." With that, I went toward her, extended my right hand to her to assist her to stand gracefully, and led her by the hand to the chair at the table I wanted her to sit in. I said to her as we walked, "Stacie do you have panties on?"

"No," she said giggling, "I didn't see any reason to put them on just to take them off at the door."

"Smart," I said. I put the first group of reading material in front of her and she started to read it. She asked a few questions but nothing in this group seemed to throw her for a loop. Concerning the protection, guidance, obedience, discipline, love, use, and devotion part offered by Sir she simply asked, "Really, this is all true?"

"Oh yes," I replied smiling at her.

In the second group, she only asked about complete ownership and belonging to which I replied, "I would have it no other way," and explained that I had been used and sometimes 'loved' by men but they never made me feel that I honestly and truly belonged to them. She simply nodded her head and continued to read. I noticed that her nipples continued erect and that from time to time she squeezed her legs together. Seeing this I thought, yes bitch, you will serve and love it.

I observed Sir quietly going to the refrigerator and understood He was getting the erection injection. He quietly went to the bedroom and then returned and I assumed He had used the prescription.

I had her stop before we started on the last section and invited her to the kitchen for some snacks and drinks. She obeyed and came with me, leading her by the hand. Sir came in with us, we talked about general things, and no comment was made by her concerning what she had been reading. Sir did come up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders massaging them. She told us, "That feels so good."

"You seem tense little girl," Sir said.

"Yes I am Sir but I'm ok."

I could not stand it anymore. I looked and Sir and shifted my eyes toward her cunt. He simply nodded His head and with that, I reached below her skirt and pulled it up putting my hand directly on her panty less cunt. She was soaking.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned loudly. With that, I ran one of my fingers up her slit and looked at her closed eyes saying to her, "Need to serve and have some cock bitch?"

"Yessss."

"You know that Sir will fill all three of your holes and you will become His whore, slut, cunt, and do whatever, with whomever, and whenever, He tells you quickly and fully?

"Yessss, I know." As she said this, I pushed two of my fingers into her cunt and then started finger fucking the slut.

"Enough for now littleone," Sir said. I slowly removed my fingers from her and let her skirt fall back down.

"You need to read the last group of papers," Sir told her removing His hands from her shoulders. "These pertain to punishments and it is a short group but it tells you that I can and will punish you, in any way I see fit, with whatever I want to use on you, including crops and whips amongst other things. Punishment is not a debatable thing. If you want to serve, go read it, if you don't you are free to leave if you want to go or just stay and visit with us.

"I want to read it Sir."

"Good go do it now little girl."

I led her back to the table and set beside her. I could smell her sex and I loved it. She quickly went through this group and at the end; she simply asked me, "All true?"

"Yes girl it is. Have no doubt. This is a life changing decision you are making and I remind you that everything you have learned and experienced in your life has left you as an empty loveless shell, unable to belong to any man, much less a truly dominant man. It's your choice girl."

"May I Mistress," she asked not saying what she wanted to do.

Playing my gut I simply told her, "You are free to do what you want to do girl."

With that, she got up and walked, not one foot in front of the other I noticed, toward Sir, stopping directly in front of Him. I was glad I had pulled that table further away from Sir's chair to allow her room. Sir lifted His head looking directly at her eyes not saying anything.

She dropped to her knees and made an honest effort to assume the position. She bowed her head and said in a soft, but determined voice, "Sir, please accept this worthless girl into your lifetime service as your loving and obedient slave. I will accept any training you determine. I beg you Sir, please love, care, protect, guide, and use me as only You can."

"You know that my needs are extraordinary."

Stacie's voice trembled. "I can do this Sir. Please, just give me a chance. I can be what you need."

"A lot would be expected of you. I would hurt you, use you, humiliate you and own you. You would need considerable training, which would result in considerable discipline. Your body would become mine. I will ask you to do things you have never even imagined, and you would be expected to do it without hesitation." Sir breathed deeply thinking that He had to be straight with her and affirm what she had read.

"I can do it, Sir. Just give me a chance."

"Then let's proceed with a few tests. I want you to stand in front of me and remove your clothes now."

Stacie never hesitated for a second, slowly standing, she faced him and slipped her skirt off before removing her blouse.

Sir almost had to remind himself to breathe. Before him stood this 'little girl' with an exquisite body that He knew littleone and Himself craved. Her embarrassment excited Him and He could see littleone's reaction was the same. His eyes caressed her tits while his mind played with her pussy. "You will shave yourself totally and continue to do so every day," he instructed.

"Yes Sir," Stacie said in a barely audible whisper. The realization of what she had asked for was beginning to come clear, and yet she was terribly aware of the wetness growing between her legs. 

Sir reached up and grabbed a nipple in each hand pinching hard and twisting them in his fingers while watching her face wince in pain. He smiled, seemingly enjoying hurting her. His assault on her nipples continued, pulling and stretching them until Stacie had no choice but to beg Him to stop. She did not pull away however, and this led Sir to think that just maybe this 'little girl' could be trained to be a slave after all. Even though Stacie was no virgin and it had been sometime since she had been intimate with a man, she could not help but notice how alive she felt as Sir abused her nipples.

Sir stood there for what seemed like a long time without speaking and then said to her, "I will accept you on a temporary basis until you have proven your worth to Me. Complete your training and show your absolute obedience then we will make this permanent. Do you understand that part of your training will be orgasm control? You must complete your basic training within thirty days. Should you not complete it, I will dismiss you from our lives. From this moment forward, you go where I tell you to go, when I tell you to go. The life you have known is over. You will be permitted to continue your business and after the first fourteen days, we will discuss what happens to your home. I want nothing from it. I will not take what is yours coming into this, but whatever you do, or earn from this day forward is to be shared with this household as I determine. I will accept no lies and for Me omissions are considered lies. Both are punishable offenses. I will be the same with you. Is this clear and acceptable?"

"Yes Sir, it is."

"Very good girl. I see we understand ourselves. Our first task is for you to admit you are my slave and will do whatever I say. From now on, your body belongs to me to use as I please. Think carefully before answering. You will not refuse any request I make and will need to ask permission to cum."

"I want to earn the privilege to be your slave Sir."

"On your knees, hands behind your back bitch. You are not to move them unless I say otherwise. Do you understand?" Sir asked.

As she knelt and achieved the required position as a small smile came to her face and the words, for the first time came out of her mouth, sounding strange, but comforting at the same time, "Yes Master."

Sir unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock standing in front of her, he slapped her face with it. "You ever sucked a cock besides mine?" stacie simply nodded. "So you are a slut. Open your mouth." With that, he pushed his cock into her waiting mouth.

Stacie's lips squeezed Him tightly as her tongue massaged His shaft bobbing her head, sliding her mouth up and down on Him, sucking Sir with increasing pressure.

Master reached down, locking her hair in his fingers He tilted her head up, holding it motionless so she would be looking at His eyes; His cock fully in her mouth, and incapable of muttering even one intelligible word, Sir then spoke to the new slave, "Stop slut. I know you are doing what comes naturally but understand the difference now. Except in the mornings, you will always ask for permission to suck My cock. In a situation such as this when I put My cock in your worthless mouth you are to close tightly around it with no tongue action and no sucking. When I decide, I will tell you to proceed. The use of either of your hands on My cock is not permitted, as I want your mind focused on your mouth, forcing you to be creative and to give your best to Me. Your hands, unless I instruct you different may freely roam My body but there will be times that I will require you to keep both of your hands behind your back or I will have them cuffed behind your back. Do you fully understand Me my new whore?"




Sir and His "littleone" Ch. 15



With Sir's cock pushed to the back of her mouth and unable to speak, she simply attempted to nod her head with a slightly confused look appearing in her eyes.

"Understand that once I have deposited My cum in your mouth you are not to remove your mouth until I give you permission. You will stop all sucking and tongue action on the head of My cock for a period of time until I indicate that the sensitivity level is down. Once I do that then you are to fully clean My cock and upon completion of that, My cock is to stay in your closed mouth until I give permission for it to withdraw your mouth. If you understand, pat My right thigh twice."

Watching I was amazed. She promptly reached up, laid her hand on His right thigh, and then softly patted it twice.

"Now," said Sir, "that you understand My little cock sucking slave, show Me more of the talents you displayed earlier today. Suck your new Master's cock giving Me all." Sir reached down and slapped her left tit, then the right. Stacie's mouth clamped firmer around Him with her suction increasing each time He smacked her giving Him the result He desired. "That's a good little slut. From now on, you will worship this cock; pleasing it, for you will be the most important thing in your life." 

I was so wet and excited watching Sir I was pulling on my Master's nipples and clinching His cunt. I wanted to cum but knowing I didn't have His permission, I willed myself to be obedient, not wanting another punishment today, knowing that Sir would have even more for my new 'sister' slave and later for me.

Stacie attempted to nod in agreement and moved faster, taking Him deeper into her mouth increasing her suction to the point the inside of her cheeks were massaging Master's throbbing cock. "You will be totally naked at all times when you are in this house, regardless of who else is here. There will be times I will cause you pain simply because I enjoy it. Do you understand whore?" he questioned.

She attempted once again to nod keeping her eyes on His crotch, quite aware of the juices dripping from her hot and needy pussy. Without warning, Sir grabbed her hair and started slamming into her throat, face fucking her, His large balls slapping against her chin. Her gagging only encouraged Him as His hips thrust hard and faster, fucking his new slave's mouth. "That's it slave, you are going to make a fine cunt for your new Master." 

He continued his assault on her mouth and throat until just before shooting his load. He ripped His cock from stacie's mouth and ordered her to lie on the coffee table with one leg on each side. She hurried to the table; hoping he would fuck her wet and hungry cunt and allow her to have an orgasm as well. 

Slowly Sir circled her; inspecting His new merchandise observing that stacie's pussy was swollen very moist, and open. He peered at it, knowing how humiliated she was at this moment. He walked to where she could see Him and motioned with His head for me to come to Him. Happily, I jumped up and ran to Him falling to my knees, putting my hands behind my back, knowing that He wanted stacie to witness me take His cock with my loving mouth. Stacie starred wide-eyed with a desperate hungry look on her face, wanting what I was getting, as I relished the taste of her and Him. My mouth worked on Sir's cock and sensing that he was getting close I slowly removed my mouth, looked up at Him, and winked. 

He returned the wink and then said, "slave, get the Velcro straps and bind her arms and legs to the table." I quickly got up and did as He instructed. It was a beautiful site, His new slave with her full tits and wet cunt tied to His table for His use; His hard cock standing out, silently speaking its domination of her.

As I bound her to the table, stacie's body was shaking although she did not hinder my work, I could see love, passion, and a deep need in her eyes.

Stacie didn't know if it was from fear, excitement, hunger, or the sheer naughtiness of her submission into service of her new Master. All she did know was that she didn't want it to stop; never in her life had she felt so used or such a compelling need to belong. Never had she desired any man as much as she craved and needed this Master.  

Sir reached for his rubber flogger and then turned to his new slave as I slowly stroked His cock, keeping it on the edge, but not allowing Him to cum. "Your body will undergo a flogging or paddling of some kind every day during your training. I will do this, and sometimes littleone will be in My place. This simply serves to remind you that first of all, you belong to Me. Secondly, it is because you are now just a common slave, and all slaves deserve to be disciplined." 

With that, He brought the flogger down on her tits. It wasn't too hard, but enough to make stacie whimper. He then struck her again, marveling in the little red marks it left on her pale skin. 

Stacie cried out this time. It hurt and it stung. It was incredible. Each swing of the flogger was a bit harder as she felt the heat rising from her marked tits. Without warning, the next one landed directly on her swollen cunt. A scream followed, and suddenly her clit was totally alive. Stacie could do nothing but moan in between her shrieks of pain and pleasure.

Sneering, Sir said, "You like this, don't you slave? I had no idea what a fucking whore you are." 

He continued abusing her pretty pussy with the flogger in one hand while I stroked His cock with the other. "What a good little cunt you are. You need this, don't you? You need you body to be abused by Me."

"Yes, Master!" What was happening to her? Her clit was throbbing; she knew it would not be long before the smacks of the rubber flogger would be bringing her to orgasm. Stacie pulled on the restraints shouting, "Master, please make me forever your slave! Make me your fuck toy, your cum dump." 

Without warning, it hit her. Her eyes closed; an overwhelming orgasm over taking her body, going on and on as a result of Master continuing too lightly flog her cunt sending her into an ecstasy she had never known or dreamed about. 

Sir knew He had her. I watched with Him as her juices oozed. As I took His cock into my mouth, concentrating on the underneath part of its swollen head and using my magic tongue, Master quit flogging her cunt, allowing her to come down from the high she had been experiencing. As my mouth felt Sir's cock start to swell and jerk, I pulled my mouth away. That was all He needed and He moved to her face and let His warm load, rope after rope spray on her face. 

"You want to be a cum slut? Let's see how you look covered in cum bitch!" It dripped off her forehead and ran down her cheeks. Somehow, one rope of His cum landed directly on her nose. She looked fabulous as it slid down on to her cheek.

Catching His breath, He told me, "Unbind this new cum slut slave." He looked at her and said, "Clean your face."

After I had unbound her wrists, she reached up with one hand and ran her finger through a nice thick glob, then looked Him right in the eye and sucked it off. Her body ached tremendously and yet stacie knew, as I did, that she would need her Master to use her repeatedly. She continued to take her finger getting more of Him into her mouth. I looked up at Him with questioning eyes. Knowing my need, He just nodded His head.

I placed my hands on either side of her head, holding it in the position I wanted and proceeded to lick Master's cum off her. Her arms came around me and with my tongue covered with some of His cum, we kissed, a long and tender kiss.

Toward the end of our kiss, but before our mouths had parted, Master said looking at us, "Not to take anything away from you littleone, but it appears, so far, that your new sister slave was also 'born to serve'."

I pulled my face slightly away from stacie, looked up at Him and said, "Oh Master I really hope so."

We all three chuckled as I reached to unbind her ankles.