7 comments/ 47967 views/ 1 favorites Sydney's Spiral Ch. 01 By: sassybrat80 *This is my first submission and I hope that it pleases you. AS I am new to writing this, I am sure there are some mistakes, but I assure you, I am learning! If it ends a bit abruptly, that is because this is actually a *very* long story that I had to split into several sections. So, with that, happy reading!* * Our first meeting was unplanned. Neither You nor I searched each other out. A chance meeting in a small antique bookstore was all it took. I was looking for a first edition book for my father's birthday present. You were searching out books on older religions. We ran into each other, me dropping my book. Embarrassed I picked it up, murmuring a quick apology. I should have been paying more attention to my surroundings. You simply smiled and told me it was quite alright. You politely asked me about the book I was carrying. I looked up at You, my breath catching in my throat. You had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen and You seemed to look right through me, into my soul. I stammered. I am a shy person by nature, and seeing You, with Your eyes and air of confidence and control, it unnerved me. You reached down and touched my cheek. There was an intimacy in the touch, one that I would normally not allow. But, You, the feeling of your hand on my cheek. It felt soothing and I immediately relaxed, tilting my head and closing my eyes. A sigh escaped from between my lips and You chuckled. It was as if You knew what I wanted, what I secretly needed. Something that I had always been ashamed of. You extended Your hand and I raised mine to meet it. You gently lifted me up and silently led me to the counter. You took the book from my hand and purchased it, along with the books that you had been carrying. While the clerk was putting the books into a bag, You put You hand on my shoulders, sliding it down to sit firmly at the small of my back. Immediately, a chill ran down my spine and I instinctively moved closer to You. You looked down at me and smiled. Your smile melted me, a warm feeling moving over me from my head to the tips of my toes. I smiled back and then looked away; Your eyes were too intense for me to hold the gaze. You chuckled again. Leading me away and out the door, we began our slow walk down the sidewalk towards a small café just down the street. While walking You began to speak. "What is your name, little one?" Your voice was rich, smooth, like thick dark chocolate flowing over your vocal chords. "Sydney." I responded. My voice was barely over a whisper. I was afraid that if I spoke much more, you would hear the tremor in my voice, betraying my nervousness and excitement. "Sweet Sydney. My name is David. I am so very glad that I met you. Shall we have a cup of coffee and talk? I would love to know more about you." Again, Your voice was warm and inviting, and I glowed just from hearing it. You never gave me a chance to answer, as You were leading me towards the café with Your hand firmly against the small of my back. We entered and You led me towards the back of the café. It was dark, with small candles set upon each table that gave the room a delightful glow. You pulled out my chair, and I sat down, placing my hands in my lap. I looked down at the table, breathing slowly, my heart racing. You sat across from me, and again You reached towards me. You placed Your hand on my cheek, and again I leaned into You. You slid your hand along my cheek down to my chin. You lifted my face to look at me. And then you began to speak. "Sydney, there is a reason why you came with Me today. There is a reason why you sit there, so demure, so sweet, and so lovely. There is a reason why I look at you and something inside Me stirs. Tell Me, what is it that you want most, what you desire most." As I began to speak, my voice faltered. "There is something that I have always wanted, something that I have always needed. I am ashamed to say it...I don't know if I can. You are a total stranger! This is something that no one else knows" Your face told me that You understood. The server came over and You ordered for both of us. As she walked away, You began to speak again. "Sydney, I understand what you are talking about. I already know what you need, what you want. I am telling you to tell me what you want. you need to release that to Me, and you will do so...now." As You said that, Your voice began softly and as You went on, it became firm and stern, almost demanding. I looked down and began to speak. "No," You said, "you will look at ME when you tell Me." Your hand went to my chin, lifting it and gripping it, firmly, not allowing me to move my face any way at all. I looked into Your eyes, saw the heat and I began to speak. "I need to have someone teach me what it is to not have control, to let go of everything and just give all that I am to the one that teaches me." my voice trembled, tears forming in my eyes at the embarrassment of having to reveal something so intimate. You smiled. "Good girl" You said, "you did well. I am pleased that you told Me." Warmth rushed over me at Your praise. I smiled, a blush rising to my cheeks. We finished our coffee and You paid, again taking my hand and having me stand next to You. You again put Your hand on my back and led me out the door. "This is where we part, little one." You smiled down at me. "But, I will see you again, won't I?" I nodded, my eyes blinking as I looked up into Yours, tears starting to form at the thought of not being near You. "Don't cry, little one. Meet Me here tomorrow. Wear a gray blouse, unbuttoned until I see cleavage. Wear a black pencil skirt, black heels, and pearls in your ears and around your neck. I want you to wear a black bra...but little one, you will not wear any other undergarments, except for black silk stockings and garter belt. Your shoes should be black heels, with no less than a two-inch heel, although I prefer three-inches. This is what you will do for Me, correct?" The way that You spoke was so nonchalant, yet there was an authority that was noticeable. You spoke softly, yet I knew that You meant everything that You said. My breath caught in my throat. You were telling me how to dress. That was something that no one had ever done and I was shocked. I was also excited. The anticipation of seeing You again and being able to please You by doing as You said was thrilling. My heart began to race. I nodded my head in agreement, but again You took my chin in Your hand and looked into my eyes. "I asked you a question, little one. I expect you to answer." Your look was stern and serious. The look You gave me was one of admonishment. My heart jumped in my chest. I suddenly felt like I had disappointed You. My chin trembled and my eyes began to tear up. "Y-y-y-yes. I will do that for You." I whispered. "Yes, what?" You asked. You looked deep into my eyes, searching to see if I knew the answer You sought. "Y-y-yes...Sir" I said, my voice wavering. There was a sense of excitement saying that. There was a feeling of release. I didn't know how to take those feelings. You saw the emotions on my face and You smiled. "You please me again, little one. Good girl." You leaned in, tilting my chin up to Your face. As You looked into my eyes, Your lips met mine, softly at first, testing my soft lips, teasing me with Your touch. I sighed and my eyes fluttered closed, the tears that had been threatening to fall slipping from beneath my lashes and falling delicately on my warm, soft cheeks. I leaned into Your kiss, my hands reaching up to touch Your shoulders. You allowed this touch, gathering me into your arms, Your kiss deepened. Your tongue ravished my mouth, tasting me and allowing me to taste You. Coffee, sugar, and a hint of chocolate were the flavors that I tasted. I sighed again, my hands feeling Your shoulders, the strength in Your arms and your back as I slid them up and around into your hair. It was soft, silken, and the color was that of a deep chestnut brown. My fingers delighted in touching You. You withdrew, slowly and carefully. I melted against You, my head resting on Your shoulder, my hands lightly touching Your biceps. Keeping me close, You whispered to me. "I know what you want. I know what you need. And only I can give that to you. If you will allow me, I can teach you, take you to where you want to be." I nodded, feeling only a bit of the bliss that I knew you could give me. "Please...." That was all I could muster, all I could say. You kissed the top of my head and repeated, "Tomorrow, dressed as I instructed, promptly at 7 pm. I will not tolerate tardiness, little one. Remember that." You slipped Your arms from around me and walked away. I felt only the emptiness You left behind. I opened my eyes, looking down by my feet. There, in a bag, was the book that I had picked out at the bookstore. I picked it up and began the walk back to my apartment. Sydney's Spiral Ch. 02 ***This is the second part to my story. Again, I apologize if anything seems abrupt. Enjoy and please feel free to let me know what you think!*** * The walk back to my apartment, although the distance was short, was the longest walk that I had ever had. Thoughts were racing through my head as I recalled the day's events. I was shocked at myself for allowing what had happened to happen. I was a private person, rarely going out unless it was for necessary items. On occasion, I would go to the bookstore down the road or to the café where I had just been. Everything was in walking distance, so while I had a car, there was no need to use it. My job was at the library, which allowed me the quiet and peacefulness that I found soothing. Being around the books gave me a sense of security, as they were all I had when I was younger. Both parents were the scholarly type, so books were a way of life for me. I opened the door to my apartment building and went up the stairs. Opening the door, I began to feel the safety of familiar things. I set down my purse and my bag. There were no messages on the answering machine. I walked back to my room, changed into a nightgown, and climbed into the bed. As soon as I lay down, my eyes closed. Feeling myself slip into sleep, I smiled. Maybe this was the change that I needed. Maybe You were what I needed. The following day seemed to drag on and on. Being that it was my day off, I decided to shop. I had a modest salary from the library, but I also had a trust fund that was set up for me by my parents. I rarely touched it, seeing it as more of a retirement fund. Today, however, was a day for shopping, as I had none of the items that You requested me to wear. I got into my car and went downtown to some of the more tasteful boutiques. If I was going to wear something for You, I wanted it to be the best that there was, as You deserved nothing less. I found the black pencil skirt. It fit perfectly, accentuating the curves of my hips, the pertness of my ass, and the shapeliness of my legs. Moving along to another shop, there was the gray blouse, pure silk and cut to fit me perfectly. There were buttons, yes, but they stopped just above my cleavage, then falling open to reveal my collarbone and my neck. I undid the first two buttons and my eyes widened, the sight of my creamy breasts, plump and full in the cups of my black bra peeking out between the folds of the blouse. The same shop had shoes that were perfection. Black, with a rounded toe, and a 3-inch heel. I stepped into them and immediately felt the sexiness of them. I took home all my purchases and looked at the clock. It was already 6pm! I rushed to get ready, pulling on the black silk stockings and clipping them to the garter belt I already owned. I remember to leave off the panties and I blushed at the thought of being nude underneath my skirt. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was shocked to see the woman looking back at me. A beautiful woman, with curves that would make any woman jealous, an ass you could bounce a quarter off of, breasts that were full and soft, and legs that seemed to go on for miles while wearing the saucy heels. I looked below my waist, my pussy was neatly trimmed, and the dark thatch of hair showed evidence of moistness. I was aroused, looking at myself in this way. My hair was swept up, the dark brown locks streaked with natural blonde. No, I didn't have to pay for my highlights. I stepped out of the shoes, slipped on the skirt, buttoned up the blouse until there were only two buttons left, showing the cleavage that You requested. Adjusting the pearls around my neck and slipping the earrings into my ears, I took one last look. I was almost statuesque. I touched up my lipstick, grabbed my handbag, and left the safety of my apartment behind. I walked quickly to the café, hoping to be on time, if not early. I came upon the café and stopped. My heart began to flutter and my hands began to tremble. I took a deep breathe and opened the door. There You were. You were in a white button up shirt, tucked nicely into a pair of black pants. Your hair was slightly messy, as if it had been windblown. You were sharing easy conversation with the man behind the counter. I stopped before I reached the counter. I didn't' know whether to interrupt You, or to wait for You to finish Your conversation. It didn't matter. The man behind the counter stopped talking and stared at me, drawing Your attention to what he was staring at. You smiled a slow lazy smile. You then looked at Your watch. I was right on time. You nodded to me, giving me permission to approach You. I did so slowly, carefully, not wanting to do anything to displease You. The natural swaying of my hips drew Your attention to my waist and You raised an eyebrow at me. I smiled shyly and You held out your hand. As I took it, You rose form your seat and then began to lead me from to the door. "I thought tha-that..." I began, confused as to what was happening. "Hush, little one, and trust Me. I would never do anything that would cause you harm." You said smiling down at me. I relaxed at the sound of Your voice. It was soothing, soft, and firm. You led me to Your car, opening the door and helping me into the seat. You shut the door softly and walked around to the other side. Getting into the car, You reached behind You, bringing a box to the front, and laying it in my lap. "Not yet, My little one, not yet" You chuckled as I stopped trying to open the box. Again, I set my hands in my lap and looked down, not knowing what to say. I wanted to ask where we were going, but somehow I knew that You would keep me safe and that it didn't matter where we went. Sydney's Spiral Ch. 03 ***Part three is where it starts to get good...at least, that is what I think!*** The drive was a short one, with You being silent the whole time. We reached a house and You pulled into the drive. My heart began to race...my thoughts wandering, wondering what I had gotten myself into, if I was being smart in going with You. It was if You were reading my mind. You took my hand and gently rubbed the top with your thumb. "Relax, dearest little one, I will not harm you. But tonight is the first night of the many that you will spend with Me. You may open the box now." You looked deep into my eyes, the green of them flashing with desire. I opened the box and saw a black silk sleeping mask. I felt a rush of heat spreading over my body and settling in my pussy. I prayed the evidence of my arousal would not be apparent to You. Yet again, You knew what I was feeling, what I was thinking. You smiled broadly and leaned in to kiss me, taking my bottom lip between Your teeth and biting ever so gently. I must have made a small noise in my throat because you then grasped my head and wrapped your fingers in my hair, pulling me to You and forcing me to open my mouth to receive your kisses. I opened my mouth and let you ravish me, my pussy throbbing every time your tongue touched mine. You kept your hands wrapped in my hair, and suddenly You pulled my head back, while You ran kisses up my neck down to my collarbone. You murmured Your approval at my obedience in wearing what You told me to, tracing Your tongue down to the cleft between my breasts. Your other hand began to trace a trail up my thigh as I whimpered at the attention You were paying to my breasts. I felt Your hand pushing up my skirt and I raised my hips to allow You better access. At last, I felt Your hand on my naked thigh, inching its way towards the warmth between my legs. I moaned at Your touch, starting to widen my legs, wanting to feel Your hand touching me, feeling how wet I was. Suddenly, it stopped. You had withdrawn and moved back to Your side of the car, opening the door. I whimpered at the cool rush of air I felt on my naked skin, the sudden loss of Your touch. You opened my door and I stepped out. You led me into what I know now as Your home, what was to become my home. The home was richly decorated; antiques peppered the rooms, masculinity oozing from every corner. I took it all in and smiled. You had impeccable taste. You noticed my smile and squeezed my hand. "I take it You like My home?" "Oh yes...yes, Sir...it is beautiful." I spoke softly, not wanting to raise my voice in this home for some reason. Your voice became soft, "I was hoping that you would think so. You are going to spending a lot of time here with Me. I want you to be comfortable in your surroundings." I smiled at Your sweet words. To know that You cared how I felt about something made me glow inside. I longed to feel Your touch again, to feel You taking me as You wanted me. You saw the heat rush to my face, the blush creeping up my breasts. You smiled. You knew at that point, that very instant, I was the one that You had been waiting for. You led me to Your room. The bed was large and soft, covered in silk and satin, soft and cool to the touch. Pausing in the door way, You turned me and kissed me, sliding Your hands over my shoulders, down my back to my ass, rubbing it, squeezing it lightly, pulling me closer to You. I could feel the heat and the hardness of Your arousal. I began to tremble, wanting so very much for this seduction to continue. You pulled away from me, leading me to stand in front of Your bed. You sat on the edge and looked at me. "Undress, little one. I want to see look at what My beautiful little one has hiding." I raised my hands to my shirt, slowly unbuttoning and opening it, letting it slip off of my shoulders and to the floor. Next, I unzipped my skirt, sliding it over my hips and stepping out of it. All that was left were my stockings, the garter belt, and my bra. You motioned for me to remove my bra. I reached behind me, un-doing the clasp and letting the straps slide over my shoulders and down my arms. I dropped the bra to the floor and then realized I had just completely stripped for a stranger. My nakedness suddenly embarrassed me and I began to cover myself as best I could with my hands. You rose and took my hands, gripping my wrists and holding them up and out. You looked me over and I began to blush a fierce, deep red from the intensity of Your staring. You slowly turned me until my back was to You. You ran Your hands down my spine, and then down over the curve of my naked ass. Sydney's Spiral Ch. 04 ***I hope that all enjoy. But, then, this is not the end of Sydney...I hope to write more about her. Just let me know what you think*** "You have such a lovely ass, little one. I believe that will become one of My favorite things." My mind raced at what you meant by that. My thoughts were jarred by the feel of your hand reaching between my legs from behind, sliding your fingers along the length of my slit, feeling the heat and the wetness of my arousal. I moaned and pushed back on Your hand. You merely chuckled and pulled it away. I whimpered in protest. You slipped the black mask over my eyes, blocking my vision. I reached up to remove it and I felt a quick slap to my ass, your hand coming down swiftly and hard. I jumped and squeaked and then I felt another slap. You led me to your bed and pushed me down, face first into the mattress. I felt You pull away, heard the rustling of clothing, and then felt the nakedness of Your thigh against my own. Again, Your hand ran down my spine to my ass, making small circles on each cheek. Your hand withdrew and I knew what was going to happen next. Another swift smack, this time harder, then another on the other cheek. I cried out, trying to pull away, but You wrapped Your free hand in my hair and pulled my head back slightly. "You will not move. You will lay still and take every spank. You may cry out, as I suspect that you will, but remember, you wanted this. And I am going to give you what you wanted." Your voice was firm, husky, and thick. I could tell by how You spoke that this was arousing You. I simply nodded in response. You pulled back on my hair with a sharp tug and smacked my ass harder. "Tell me...tell Me what you want." "I want You to teach me, Sir. I want to feel Your hands on me, Sir, please!" I cried out, the tears beginning to fall. I felt your grip relax in my hair and then the spanking began again. Hard, soft, alternating cheeks until I felt like they were on fire. I cried out, begged, and pleaded with you, my cries becoming ragged. You reached under me and placed a pillow, raising my ass higher. You spread my legs further apart and I felt something clasped around one ankle then another. I had never been bound before and I began to plead with You, beg You not to restrain me. You rubbed my back, and shushed me quietly. I continued and then I felt a hard smack on my ass, this time hearing a strong "Quiet!" coming from Your lips. My legs were spread as wide as they could go, my ass raised up in the air, my pussy exposed to You. You kept Your hand in my hair and walked to where my head was. "Give me your hands, Sydney." You commanded quietly. I complied, knowing if I didn't I would receive another spanking. You took my hands and slipped something about each wrist, binding them together and then pulling them forward until they were pointing straight ahead. I heard a click and tried moving my arms. I could move them a little side to side, but I couldn't pull them back down. I heard you chuckle. "I want you to concentrate, little one. Concentrate on what you are feeling. Concentrate on the pleasure you are about to receive." You whispered softly into my ear. I whimpered and I felt Your lips on my spine, tracing Your tongue down to my ass. Your hands were gently kneading my ass, and then they were gone. I knew what was next. And I braced myself for it, biting my lip. This time, there was more rustling, doors opening and shutting. I turned my head to where I thought that You were. I heard your feet walk softly toward me. You stopped beside me, touching me with something cool, something soft. Then, I felt You unclasp one ankle, slipping something over it and then You restrained my ankle again. The same ting happened on the other side, but this time you brought my legs together slightly, pulling up whatever it was you had put on me up near my pussy. You restrained my ankle again and I felt You pull up on the loops that were around my thighs. A cold soft object started to touch my pussy, pressing into me until it entered me. Something firm nestled up against my clit. I squirmed and You slapped my ass again, warning me to be still without words. A low vibration started in my pussy and against my clit. "Oooohhh..." I moaned, arching my back at the new sensations. The vibrations got stronger and I started to moan harder, louder. Your hands began to stroke my ass again and then I heard it, a swishing sound and then a sharp sting on my ass. "Ah!" I cried out. The vibrations got stronger and another slap, then another, and another. Each time, the vibrations getting stronger until I was no longer crying out in pain, but in pleasure. Feeling the sting of the whip on my ass and the vibrations in my pussy and on my clit was overwhelming and I began to shake, my body wanting to climax. "Please...please, I am about to cum!" I cried, the need for release taking over every sense that I had. "No...not yet, little one. I have not finished with you yet." You growled. The lashing continued, as the vibrations reached its maximum level, buzzing wildly in my pussy and on my clit. "Oh please, please, please...let me cum! I need to cum so bad, Sir, please..." "Not" Smack Yet Smack,...you whipped my ass and reached forward, pulling my hair back and forcing my head back. "Is this what you want? Is this what you need? Tell me! Tell me NOW!" You demanded, the arousal heavy in your voice, coming out little more than a growl. "Yes, yes, oh GOD yes...spank my ass, Sir, spank me and make me cum, Sir. Please, I need to cum so badly, please...." I begged as you continued to lash me, alternating sides. Then you stopped, and I felt your hand on my ass, rubbing it softly, the coolness of Your hand a strong contrast to the heat of my soundly thrashed ass. I felt You reached down and yank on the vibrator in my pussy, tearing the loops holding in place about my thighs. You threw it aside and I felt Your fingers delving into my pussy, its wetness running down my thigh, down Your hand. I head You growl deep in Your throat and then another sensation. I felt a slap on my pussy, Your hand pulling back and quickly smacking my pussy, reaching my clit. I arched my back, crying out at the pain/pleasure of Your touch. Again, You slapped my pussy, then dipping a finger into my hole, pulling out and moving up to my clit, rubbing in small deliberate circles. "Oh please, please, Sir, Oh God" I was incoherent, half-sobbing with need for release. You moved Your hand to reach around my waist, again reaching my clit. You pressed on my little button hard, then found it with two fingers, pinching and twisting. Climax started to overwhelm me as I fought to keep control of my body. I felt You move directly behind me. Something hard and warm pressed against my pussy and I pushed back. You clapped my ass and laughed. "You want this cock? You want me to fuck you with this cock?" You said, teasing me by slowly pressing until just the tip of You was in me, then withdrawing, pulling a frantic moan from me. "Tell Me. Tell Me you want this cock. I will make you Mine, little one, I will claim you with My cock." Your voice was ragged, showing how badly You wanted to be inside of me. "Oh God, Sir, I want Your cock Sir. Give me Your cock, please fuck me, make me Yours, make me cum, I want to cum so hard for You!" I cried as You began to press into me, deeper but still slowly. I felt You slide inside my wet pussy until I felt Your thighs touching the back of my legs and ass. Slowly, You began to fuck me, long strokes, from tip to base. Your cock filled me, stretching me with its girth and length. You began to speed up, Slamming in and out of me with harder strokes, I felt You slap my ass with one hand and rub my clit with the other. "Please...please Sir..." I sobbed. "Cum for Me." You whispered, your own orgasm not too far behind. I began to shake, my body convulsing with my orgasm, arching my back and pressing back into You. A low, long, guttural moan escaped from my lips. You felt my pussy clenching around Your cock, triggering Your own orgasm. You yanked on my hair, slamming into me faster and faster. You began to moan and You rammed Your hard cock into me one last time, filling me with Your hot cum. You continued to pull out and ram Yourself back into me, each time crying out, triggering a second orgasm in me, my pussy clenching around Your thrusting cock, tears streaming down my face. You slowed down and then were still, laying Your body on top of mine. You kissed my back, the back of my neck, and my cheek, kissing away the tears. I softly sobbed into the bed, releasing all of the emotion that had been stored up within me. You moved and released me from the restraints and gathered me into Your arms. Lifting me, you walked to the head of the bed, after turning back the covers, laid me down onto the soft cool sheets, and covered me. You walked to the other side and slid in next to me, pulling me to You, wrapping my in Your arms. "Such a good girl. Such a beautiful, obedient girl. You were wonderful, My little one. I am so pleased with you. Let it out, dear one. Let Me help you let it all out." Your voice was so soothing. I felt my body relax, my sobs fading into soft hiccups. You stroked my hair, whispering to me, soothing me into a deep sleep. I sighed, sinking into the soft pillow and Your arms. A feeling of peace surrounded me like I had never felt before. My eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep, wondering what else You had in store for me next.