1 comments/ 7968 views/ 6 favorites The Descent to Submission Ch. 01 By: LeopoldNicholas Work was its usual boring self. Jackie liked her job, found it fulfilled so many of her needs, allowed her to help people, be a friend, make another's day but somehow it never satisfied her completely. She wanted to serve, be totally used, not just intellectually and emotionally but physically to the point of exhaustion. Only then would she be able to reach the place inside herself that existed tantalizingly just out of reach behind the gossamer veil of this vanilla existence. At last her day was done, the last phone call finished, allowing escape from the mundane conversation of her fellow workers and immediately she felt heat and slickness engulf her swelling labia lips. The walk to her car took just a minute but by the time she finally buckled up the seat belt and started the engine she could scent her own excitement permeating the car's interior. Easing onto the road she placed her cell phone on the seat next to her and turned on speaker mode. The number was on speed dial and she desperately wanted to press connect but knew she needed first to reach the comparative privacy and safety of the freeway. She had worn a flared skirt that day and happily noticed the way it was riding up her thighs towards her pantie less cunt. Reaching down she pulled the hem up to the top of her thighs and parted them with a moan. Her fingers twitched as the heat from her now exposed vagina scorched the tips. "Hello Jackie." The voice, His voice took the breathe from her lungs. Jackie pressed her knees together involuntarily as her womb dropped to her cervix. "Hello Sir." She swallowed hard. He didn't like being called Sir but somehow at that moment it was all she could utter. "You don't have to call Me Sir. I don't expect such foolishness. I am quite human as My every action indicates." He laughed at the very notion of being special and Jackie felt the urge to wrap her arms around His ankles and convince Him otherwise. "Did you have a good evening at work?" "Jackie?" Jackie was fighting for a thought. Her heart pounded like thunder in her chest and her throat was dry as the Sahara. "Yes it was good thank you. Quiet and a little boring though." "I am sure you did everything you could magnificently. I am so proud of you jackie. You truly are of great service to all." "Thank you. I cant tell you how much I appreciate that." "Well you deserve a good deal of praise. I am only sorry everyone is so blind to your amazing abilities." Jackie's breathing eased a little. Her heart had found the fast regular rhythm His voice always bought and she tried vainly to pay some attention to the road ahead. "You're on your own tonight? Where is vanessa?" "She took a day off so she could go to the dentist." Normally Jackie would car pool with vanessa and He had accepted that necessary arrangement quite happily. "She wants to meet you." "Does she indeed! How do you feel about that Jackie?" "She says she just wants to watch." "Is she very voyeuristic?" "Yes and a bit of a whore. I don't mind her watching but I don't know if I want her touching me." "You think she might want to?" "I don't know. Maybe." "Does the thought of her watching you being bound turn you on jackie?" Jackie's knees pressed together extra hard and her belly totally flipped at His use of the word bound. She felt her wrists and ankles ache for the silk rope He used and without thinking opened her mouth for a ball gag. "Yes." "You want to be used while she watches?" "Yes." Jackie reached down and began circling her finger just above her clitoris. The journey was still twenty minutes long and she didn't want to climax till she reached the bumpy track leading to her grandmother's house. "Are you masturbating?" "Yes." "Do you ever masturbate when vanessa is in the car?" "No, I haven't yet." "So you have thought about it." "Yes but I don't know how she would react. Probably wouldn't look up from the stupid game she plays on her phone." "Then it really doesn't matter if you do. You know you want too. Finger yourself while she might be watching. You are such an exhibitionist you will probably cream for the whole journey!" He was right of course. Just talking about it now had caused her finger to start flicking the tiny hard nub partly hidden under its hood. She opened her thighs wider and just for a second slid a finger deep inside. "You sighed." "Yes." "How's the traffic." "I want you to whip me!" She couldn't hold back any longer. "I want to suck your cock." Suddenly every image she had imagined since they had met was pouring from her mouth uncontrollably. "I want to be bound and helpless and at your mercy." Jackie moved her finger a little to slow the climax that was building too fast. "I want your cock in my ass." "You want a lot of things don't you jackie." "Yes." "Sir." She couldn't help herself. Jackie had fallen under His spell just a week earlier. They had spoken on the phone often but when she finally came face to face she was lost. His voice controlled her, His eyes controlled her, the very scent of His being made her unable to do anything but say yes. It had been a simple enough meeting, a fitting for a leather bodice she had always wanted but once His hands began to wrap her form in the silk rope He used for designing and sizing she was bound in every way figuratively and in reality. "A little tighter please." The rope cinched into her flesh and she had to stop the submissive purr escaping her lips. "Are you sure this is comfortable? Its so hard to judge over your clothes." Without hesitation she had stripped to the waist. Happily, thankfully exposing her breasts and pierced nipples for His admiration. "That certainly makes things easier." She shuddered as he began to wrap again. This time the fingers that adjusted the tension burned directly into her skin and she felt a steady drip of fluid coating her thighs. "I see you have bars as nipple piercings. So much more practical than rings." Touch them, fondle them was all she could think. "I see you had one torn out at some time." His finger tip brushed the slight scar on her areola and she had to struggle to stand. She could smell His scent filling her being and the desire to drop to her knees and gorge on His cock was almost overwhelming. She had felt the semi erection as He had pressed against her buttocks doing adjustments and wanted to see if it was all it promised. "I hope you don't mind Me being so seemingly intimate. Its really important to make sure the fit is perfect." Jackie imagined the head nestled against her pursed anus before the shaft pushed deep inside. "No its quite alright. You are being very proper." Fuck me hard please she prayed. "Glad to see your nipples are enjoying this." He laughed as He stared at her very hard tips and jokingly gave them a little squeeze. Jackie felt the casual pinch travel up and down her being before settling happily deep in her womb. "You seem to be a natural for the rope. Have you ever considered being a shibari model?" "I am not the smallest creature on the planet." Why did that sound like a plea for forgiveness? "Nothing wrong with having curves as long as they are supple ones." Again He laughed and this time weighed a breast in each hand like a pair of ripe melons. "Perfect for eating I would say!" Please, yes, please. Jackie wanted to be fucked right this moment. Fucked, penetrated, whipped and bound. Please yes! "Well that's all the fitting I need. I will order up the materials I need and it should be ready in two or three weeks." "Thank you Sir!" She hadn't meant to say it, ever. It just came out and she blushed crimson from pubic bone to forehead. Driving home she had masturbated. From leaving the driveway of His workshop to the very start of her own homes entrance her finger had strummed rhythmically. She came early on but that never stopped the yearning. She came again but nothing could quench the fire engulfing her cervix. The evening call had become a necessity. Something that made her days bearable and her nights sweaty with moistening dreams. Only once He hadn't answered and she was inconsolable. Only a later text to say He was sleeping made her fears abate. He controlled her totally from the moment He had first touched her, she was totally taken and owned and yet never was a word exchanged to confirm or even indicate her total enslavement. This was a new kind of domination to her, one that came from a natural order rather than an imposed structure. No punishment for error, no need of title or homage just the complete feeling of belonging and utter all consuming passion. The road was dark but she still knew that the truck drivers overtaking her would easily spot her parted thighs and busy fingers, she didn't care He was with her, His mind and words controlled her and protected her. "I have a day off coming soon." She waited impatiently to hear His reaction. Perhaps He would be eager to see her, even instruct her to visit Him without fail. "That will be nice for you." She swallowed hard. That wasn't the reaction she wanted at all. "I might be in your vicinity visiting family." "Always good to visit relatives. Family is very important. Keeps you grounded. Can't know where you are going if you don't feel your roots." Please, please ask me. Tell me, order me, instruct me. Demand! "They will be pleased to see you. You always brighten a day." Yes, yes, that was said with meaning. Can I brighten your day? Can I fall at your feet and soak my being in your presence? "Maybe if I am not too snowed under with work you could pop by. Haven't got too far with your bodice but another fitting never goes awry." Her womb descended violently hitting the top of her cervix like a hammer and she gushed. Jackie's face turned scarlet as the hot stream of ejaculate and urine flooded from between her thighs to soak the Hello Kitty seat cover. "Yes." It took every ounce of strength in her body to utter just the one word. "You think that might be a possibility?" She wanted to say so much. Needed to tell Him that just the thought of a few moments in His presence was a treasure beyond explanation. She couldn't. "Yes." "Well just let Me know if you will be around and I will try to find a slot in My schedule." All of jackie's slots were open. Her labia was swollen and gaping, her anus was pursing hopefully and her mouth was drooling like a patient in an asylum. "Are you home? I can't hear the engine running?" Jackie hesitated momentarily then answered. "I had to stop!" "Something wrong?" For a moment she grinned impudently then thinking better answered truthfully. "I needed to finish myself off." "And did you?" "Not yet. Can't seem to get there." "You know why don't you jackie. Do you want My permission?" She blushed so hard she thought she would faint from the heat. "Please Sir. Please may I cum?" He smiled and felt a sudden desire to hit something very hard. Control was always rewarding and when it came into His hands so easily He felt doubly blessed. "Yes jackie. CUM!" The force of her exclamation drove Him to move the phone a distance from His ear. The Descent to Submission Ch. 02 Jackie found herself on her hands and knees with all four fingers of his left hand deep in her vagina. The index finger of His right hand was rhythmically thrusting in and out of her ass. Two hours earlier she was still undecided. The confrontation they had had was stupid and she knew she was at fault. Why she had become so upset when He had to finish their last phone conversation abruptly she still couldn't fathom. The feelings that had welled up through her body to invest her mind were inappropriate and not recognizably submissive at all, at least in her as yet incomplete enlightenment. She had no right to feel jealous, no reason to consider herself threatened, but even with the continual reinforcement He fostered of her true position and standing human emotions could tear at her psyche with overwhelmingly destructive force. Certainly her being in the midst of menstruation hadn't helped, her nerves were jangling under the bombardment from the flow of hormones and she knew that given an excuse she could flair into violent and extreme reactions. The scariest thing had been His reaction, total calm and understanding. That in itself was a frustration beyond measure. To be directed like a marionette by her own seemingly uncontrollable passions and have Him be as unaffected as a Buddha was desolating. The text she received was neither forgiving nor conciliatory. Simply put it stated her new bodice was ready for fitting and she should call at her convenience. No reference to her foolishness, no mention of punishment, no suggestion of fault. She was perplexed and disorientated. Always He managed to get her on the back foot and it was perhaps that more than anything that wrapped her comfortingly tighter and tighter in the skein of His ropes. The smile that greeted her on arrival calmed her nerves. No hint of anger or displeasure in any way, it as if the incident had been erased from existence. "First things first, we need to fit the bodice." Without a thought jackie reached behind her neck and allowed her halter top to fall to her waist. As always He was totally unmoved at her nakedness. "You seem to have caught some sun on your arms." His eyes passed over her flesh with an ease that was disconcerting. Most men in this situation would be compelled by natural instinct to focus on her large pierced orbs but He always seemed totally immune to any seduction by flesh. "Slip this on and let us see what we can do." The red patent bodice cupped her breasts perfectly in its web. "I seem to have been a little under generous with the back strap." His fingers fought to adjust the strap without success. His hands felt like fiery torches as they passed over her back and she knew she was getting extraordinarily wet. "I am going to have to redo that entirely. Won't take but a few moments. Lets get the nipple chains cut to length first though." The chains that stretched across her breasts to the rings designed to enclose her nipples felt momentarily cold till tension made them press hard into her flesh. They instantly turned to burning strands of pleasure. "The rings seem to accept your nipple studs quite nicely." Her knees weakened as His fingers adjusted the positioning of her pierced hard nubs. Quick snips of His cutters removed any excess chain links and just momentarily she wished they were biting into her wanton flesh instead. She was now dripping onto her pant crotch quite freely. "Ease yourself out and I will replace the back strap and tighten all the rivets." Jackie sat and watched as He immediately went into craftsman mode. His hands reached for tools with knowing eyes always coming up with exactly the one needed like a surgeon with instruments placed for his access. In what seemed like a moment the task was complete and He turned back to face her. She sighed, the sight of His hard buttocks flexing and relaxing as He worked had been a very pleasant interlude. "This should be much better." The bodice fitted perfectly and she felt happily enclosed. "Keep it on while you manicure My feet. Let's see how it works in action." Retrieving her manicure box jackie placed a towel on the floor in front of His chair. "Sit down and relax while I get some water please." Returning with the full foot bath and another towel jackie squatted happily in front of His reclining form. She was in service mode, comfortable, at peace and looking forward to the contact with His naked skin she was to be allowed. She was very proud of her skills and focused her mind on the task fully. His feet were a work in progress to her, something she alone did for Him and a task she found rewarding beyond imagination. That He trusted her was a great joy, that He praised her for the effort exhilarating, that she pleased Him everything. The pedicure should have taken twenty minutes she managed to make it last for thirty. Finally as she dried between the toes of His left foot she sadly came to the realization that her few moments of intimate contact were over. Jackie carefully emptied the foot bath into the bathroom sink, rinsed the vestiges of matter from the interior and place it upside down to drain. The towels she placed in the laundry basket knowing He would not use them again before they were washed. She stooped. Retrieved her box of goodies from the floor beside His feet and having removed her new bodice and put back on her halter top made to sit back down in the easy chair. "You can sit here if you want." He had barely finished gesturing to the floor at His side before she slid gratefully into the spot. "Do you need a cushion?" Jackie shook her head without ever looking Him in the eye. She rested her check against the inside of His thigh and placed her hands gently around the bare ankle. "My feet feel such much better after your service. You are very good at what you do." She felt herself blush from the praise in her words. Jackie took great pride in her abilities but had after years of indifference to her skills found His congratulatory words overwhelming. "I did my best Sir." The Sir slipped out of her mouth without thought and for once He seemed to accept it willingly. His hand slipped down the front of her top and squeezed her nipple with perfect firmness. She gasped and felt her clitoris harden instantly. 'Do you feel comfortable?" He asked the most difficult questions. Comfort was not something that came to her mind at all. She felt rooted to the spot, captivated, caged, totally submissive to His will and words, but comfortable? She struggled, knew he was waiting for an answer of some kind. "I feel very content thank you." "Well said. Yes you seem comfortable." The thumb and fingertip squeezed her nipple again but harder. This time her stomach somersaulted completely. "For all that you seem a little tense." His hands moved to her neck and began massaging her shoulders and without thinking she scooted around so her back was pressing hard against His inner thighs. "Does this help a little?" Her chin was on her chest and His words seemed to come from a hundred feet above her. Somehow she managed to gather sufficient concentration to answer simply. "Yes." His thumbs remained massaging the back of her neck but His fingers slipped around her neck almost enclosing it completely. The grip was very loose but still she felt a stirring that was new and very pleasing. "You should wear something around your neck you know. Something tight enough to make your head stand tall and proud." As the words left His lips the hands grip tightened, His fingertips pressing into her flesh. He gently pushed her forward onto all fours and spread her feet wide. He pushed her pants down far enough to expose her ass and vagina completely. The finger slowly slid into her ass made her shiver, the crop gently tapping on her inner thighs made her gush. She arched her back and pushed back happy to feel the digit slide to the knuckle. "Better fetch your friend out of the car she will be getting bored." The next half hour passed like a dream. He looked out of the window into the grove of trees between the two dusty paths. Jackie was standing in front of the fork of the large Elm tree, her hands suspended above her head, each wrist tied securely enough to keep her on the balls of her spread feet. The blonde head between her thighs bobbed happily. Something about the scene made Him feel incredibly serene and peacefully. Reaching absentmindedly to one side He grasped the Indian riding crop firmly in His right hand. He fought for a moment to try and remember the girl's name. He knew jackie had told Him and momentarily felt embarrassed that He couldn't recall. "No matter, she eats like a starving hog." He smiled and made His way through the house to the front door. Standing on the verandah gave Him a new and closer angle of sight. Jackie was close to orgasm, her teeth were biting hard on to the gag as she tried vainly to stop the rushing express exiting the tunnel. Blondie was in her element. Jackie had found her in the columns of the local newspaper, a masochistic lesbian looking for play. She had been more than happy with the scenario explained to her and had stripped for action almost before instruction, The restraints holding her hands firmly behind her back were unnecessary, once set to the task in hand she was totally compliant. The ground beneath her was rough and unyielding but not a murmur escaped her mouth before it was pushed tongue protruding into jackie's wet and swollen vaginal opening. Both girls were far to occupied to hear His approach. Jackie was fighting with every ounce of her will to stave off the inevitable, her ample thighs gripping blondie's ears for all they were worth. The only sign of any alteration of circumstance was the raising and spread of blondie's ass cheeks as the tip of His crop nestled against her anus. He reversed the crop in His hand and having passed the bulbous head across the dripping labia lips presented thrust it two inches deep into the girls ass bud. Her reaction was to eat faster whilst thrusting back with a hunger He found quite charming. Reaching forward with His left hand He twisted the bar stud in jackie's right nipple a half turn clockwise and smiled as she winced with utter pleasure and joy. "You know My touch." As ever His voice caused her cervix to contract and expand wildly. "Are you wanting to ask Me something?" Jackie's lips rolled back to show a bright line of teeth gripping the ball gag. "Geeg." He knew exactly what she wanted. "You really don't enunciate very well My dear. I wish I could understand what your saying." "Geeg Gur!" There was an air of desperation in her voice. She knew she couldn't hold much longer but to orgasm without permission was a terrible sin. "Let Me see if I can work out whats on your mind." His voice was casual, almost uninterested and to be honest His attention was much more taken with blondie's frenzied dance as she self-impaled her ass faster and deeper on the crop head. "Oh you want to CUM!" Jackie screamed silently. Meant as permission or not just His pronouncement of the word was enough. Her stomach ripped with release as the orgasms followed one after another. Poor blondie was slurping as fast as she could but still the volume of ejaculate was overwhelming and escaping her lips ran down her chin to drip and pool in the dirt below. Having released His grip on the crop completely He stepped back and watched the mayhem ensue. Blondies ass was in spasm, the crop drawn in and out almost magically by the rippling inner muscular contractions. Her labia was open and soaked, the clitoris swollen and exposed completely from its hooded shroud. Orgasm brings orgasm as sure as thunder produces lightning and blondie's body convulsed violently. H noted contentedly she made no attempt to remove her animated mouth even as jackie squirted hard down her throat. Stepping forward He connected the chain on blondie's collar with the ring on the tree forks inner side. The padlock snapped shut with ease and He thought momentarily about throwing the key far into the field adjoining His property. Something about watching these two submissives firmly anchored in place with no means of escape was terribly appealing but in consideration of His neighbors sensitivities He decided to instead replace the key in His trouser pocket. "I will see you two in due course." He turned smartly on His heels and walked slowly back to the house. A light spattering of rain started to descend and stopping momentarily He looked up to feel the refreshing moisture massage His face. Sinking back into His chair at the window He watched as the shower became a downpour and begin to soak His two wood nymphs utterly. "Nothing like a good cold shower to keep a submissives attention and focus."