1 comments/ 42943 views/ 7 favorites Coming to Terms By: HerLittlePiggy I stood naked beside the bed. My hard cock jutted straight out from my body betraying my excitement. "I have never done this before," I said softly. "But it excites you doesn't it?" "I guess so," I answered as my cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "You guess so? It's a yes or no question. Does it excite you?" "Yes," I replied honestly as I cast my eyes to the floor. "Yes what!" "Yes master," I quickly corrected. My cock twitched as the words hit my ears. I had always been straight or maybe a little curious and I had never been with a man. I was most definitely submissive and that is where my curiosity had begun. It started with Femdom scenarios and porn. That led to Cuckolding fantasies and thoughts of forced bisexuality but in all my fantasies there was a sexy woman present. She would participate and order me to do things outside of my comfort zone but this was different. There was no woman here ordering me to do things. There was just me and him. "Good answer slave," he said as he reached out and flicked my cock hard with his finger. I jumped as the sharp contact but inside I felt warm and pleased with myself. "Undress me," he ordered. I moved slowly and deliberately toward him. My hands trembled slightly with a combination of nervousness and excitement. "Yes master," I replied as I grabbed the hem of his tight fitting black tee shirt and lifted it up over his head exposing his smooth tan torso. His chest and arms were muscular and defined as if they were lifted straight from the pages of Muscle and Fitness Magazine and his abs were tight and rippled without an ounce of fat covering them. I fought the urge to touch his bare skin and unsnapped his tight jeans before slowly falling to my knees. My face was level with his crotch and I stared at the prominent bulge as my trembling fingers hooked into his belt loops and pulled the tight dark denim to the floor. He stepped out of his jeans with my assistance and stood quietly in front of me wearing only a pair of black bikini briefs. He allowed my eyes to soak in his powerful physique before ordering me to my feet. "Do you like what you see slave?" "Yes master," I answered quickly. "You have an incredible body." "Would you like to touch it?" "Yes master, I would like very much to touch your body. May I please?" I asked. My voice sounded strange to me, as though the words had come from somewhere and someone else. "Yes slave, you may touch my body but not my cock." "Thank you master," I said as I reached out and touched his broad muscular chest. His skin was soft and hairless like a woman's but beneath the skin it was hard. The combination was incredible and my hands roamed over his body and toyed with his nipples as my cock throbbed ceaselessly. "Let me get comfortable," he said as me climbed onto the bed and lay back with his hands behind his head. He pointed to the spot between his splayed thighs and I wordlessly climbed between his legs. "Continue," he ordered. My hands resumed their minstrations on his smooth chest as my hard cock rubbed lightly against his briefs. I leaned forward as I gently massaged his chest. "May I," I asked as I lowered my lips toward his nipples. "Yes slave, do it, give into your desires and please me." "Thank you master," I said breathlessly as my lips touched his skin. I could taste the salt on his skin. My tongue flicked out and slithered across his muscular chest gliding toward his engorged left nipple. He moaned softly as I sucked his nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it just like I had done thousands of times with my wife. What would she have said if she could have witnessed my taboo adventure. My hands continued to rub his body as I moved across the broad expanse of his chest to his other nipple. I sucked hard, drawing it into my wide stretched mouth and he moaned loudly. "You are a good slave," he praised as I lavished wet sloppy attention on his smooth chest. I felt his cock hard against my legs and it thrilled me to know that I was the cause of his excitement. I slowly moved down his body, licking and sucking the soft skin of his tight well defined abs on a journey to his manhood. My mouth touched the fabric of his briefs and I inhaled his essence. I could smell the faint musk of his excitement and I fought a powerful urge to free his cock from the confines of his briefs and wrap my lips around it. "You may touch it slave," he said nonchalantly, "but only through my briefs." "Yes master, thank you sir," I said thankfully as I pressed my lips to his cotton covered cock and ran my tongue over it. I could see a wet spot above his cock head where precum had soaked the cotton and my tongue was guided to it as if by magnetic attraction. I sucked hard on the wet spot tasting his cream for the first time. I moaned as the reality gripped me. "You're a hungry bitch aren't you," he teased as I greedily licked and sucked his cotton covered dick. "Yes master," I moaned as I fought to gain control of my rabid lust. I was literally shaking with excitement. "Do you want my cock slave?" He asked in a stern commanding voice. "Yes master, I need your cock." It was his cock that I was after. I was filled with rabid cock lust. It My cock lust had begun with the cuckold movies and it had consumed me. Every time I had masturbated I was filled with fantasies of sucking cock. My wife was traditional and I knew she would never understand. When I was alone I often found myself searching craigslist for couples seeking men for bisexual adventures but I never replied. When I came across my masters ad I was inexplicably drawn to it. It made no pretense to bisex but it had a picture of his naked body and the words "Cum serve me and be my slut." I replied immediately with a picture and a short letter telling him that I was bicurious, submissive and I wanted to be his slut. I told him I could host and he told me he would be over at 6:00PM. He was promt and minutes after he arrived he led me to my bedroom and ordered me to strip for him. "Beg for it slave. Beg like a bitch in heat," he ordered. My voice shuddered with raw lust as I begged my new master to let me suck and lick his cock. I was a wanton slut and I needed to feel his hard flesh inside my mouth. "Please sir, I need your cock inside me," I pleaded, "I will do anything sir. I am begging you, please let me taste you." The domination and my cock lust had brought me to dizzying heights of unbriddled desire. "Not yet," he teased as an evil grin spread across his face. "But you may take my underwear off." I quickly hooked my fingers in the sides of his bikini briefs and started to pull them down as he raised his ass off the bed pushing his exposed cock toward me enticingly. It was just inches from my face. I could smell his musky scent and my dick twitched and throbbed with excitement. My mouth watered with need. His cock was slightly longer than average with a thick veiny shaft. The bulbous purple head begged for my attention but I knew my role as a slave. "Move," he said quickly as he rolled over onto his stomach hiding his sexy cock from my hungry gaze. I knelt between his spread thighs and looked at his muscular ass. It was firm and incredibly muscular with smooth pale skin and a rigid tan line that called out to my tongue to attention. "Massage my back," he ordered. "Yes master, with pleasure," I responded honestly as my hands ran over his wide muscular back. My cock had been hard since I had stripped for him nearly 45 minutes earlier and it showed no signs of softening as I kneaded his smooth flesh. It pointed straight out from my body and rested just below his muscular ass. I wondered what it would feel like to slide inside of his ass and fuck his tight hole. I knew it would never happen because he was a strong dominant top and I was his sissy subservient slave. My hands continued to massage and caress his back making him moan softly as I worked the knots out of his tight muscles. "Work on my ass and if you are good I will let you suck my cock. That is what you want right?" He teased. He knew the answer. "Yes master. Thank you master. May I use my lips as well as my hands on your ass sir?" "Mmmm yes you may. You are a good slave, especially considering your past." He answered referring to my lack of experience. I slid lower and kneaded the cheeks of his ass. My lips grazed across them and my tongue slithered along his tan line tasting the salt from his flesh. I licked the top of the crease of his ass as I pulled his cheeks apart as looked at his clean tight asshole. I had licked my wife's asshole numerous times and we both always enjoyed it. My tongue slid wetly down his ass crack making him moan loudly. I licked his tight puckered asshole and he groaned with pleasure. My tongue slithered from his musky balls across his taint to his asshole before jabbing inside his ass and tongue fucking him as he writhed with pleasure. It was at that moment that I realized that despite his calm in control manner he wanted and needed me as badly as I did him. He rolled over and grabbed my head guiding my mouth to his hard cock. I looked into his eyes as my lips engulfed his turgid rod. I could feel the creases and veins of his cock caress my lips as my head bobbed over his thick shaft. "Suck harder slut," he demanded as I noisily slurped on his salty shaft. The taste, the feel and the scent was incredible. I was consumed by the act. He held my head tight and forced his dick down my throat until tears streamed down my cheek as I fought my gag reflex. "Suck me bitch," he yelled as his cock pumped into my mouth. I felt his balls tighten and I knew he was close. I was tense with anticipation. I forced his cock deep into my throat as it started to spit. His thick cream filled my gullet as I gulped and swallowed his volumous cum shop like a common whore. He grunted and groaned as he came in my mouth. "Swallow it bitch," he demanded as gob after delicious gob of thick goo shot from his cock. I swallowed every drop of his salty seed and then pulled my mouth off his cock with a loud pop. "Thank you master," I panted. "Keep sucking whore," he commanded. "Keep me hard so I can deflower your sissy ass. "Yes master," I replied as I took his semi hard dick back into my mouth. I sucked his dick and swirled my tongue around the head for ten solid minutes until it grew hard in my mouth. "Lay down bitch," he ordered. I quickly scrambled onto my back and watched as he poured lube over my cock, balls and ass. He lubed his cock and then grabbed my legs. He put my ankles on his powerful shoulders and pressed the thick head of his dick against my tight asshole. His hips pushed forward and I felt an incredible pressure against my ass. He pushed harder and I relaxed my sphincter. He penetrated me with a painfully delicious pop and slowly sank balls deep into my ass. The pain was incredible but it melted with the pleasure creating an indescribable euphoria. "Tell me what you are slave," my master demanded. "I am your slut master," I moaned. "Tell me what you want slut," he ordered. "I want you to fuck me hard master. I want you to fuck me, cum in me and use me like the whore that I am," I panted. He fucked my ass with long powerful strokes as sweat covered his tan muscular body. The pain disappeared and I felt waves of pleasure wash over my body as his cock stroked deep inside me massaging my prostate and bringing me to heights of pleasure I never imagined. The room filled with raw animalistic sounds as his cock pounded relentlessly into my ass. "Jerk your cock slut," my master demanded and I wrapped my fist around my shaft and stroked in time with his anal assault. I came hard and without warning. Hot cream shot from my dick with a ferocity I had never seen. It hit my face and neck before leaving a huge puddle on my chest and stomach. My master pounded my ass as I came and then buried his cock deep inside me and filled my bowels with seering hot cream. He pulled his dick from my ass and wiped in on my sheets before walking into the bathroom to pee. My chest was still pounding as he picked up his shirt and jeans. He dressed without a word and then walked to the bedroom door. "You're a good slut slave," he said as he left. "I'll call you next time I'm in town." I knew I would never see him again. Coming To Terms One: His wrists and ankles were raw as he came to, the piercing bright light causing him physical pain. He moved his feet, and they tingled from being asleep. The room seemed to be at a cool sixty degrees. His bound wrists were attached to chains going up to the ceiling. His ankles were attached to individual chains which clamped to the floor. His arms and legs burned from standing and being chained up for some time. The light switched off, and a woman clad in leather walked in front of him. With a smile on her face, she came forward and kissed him full on the mouth. With her free hand, she caressed his naked chest. His mind swam from the kiss. What had led to his being bound by a dominatrix? She grabbed his hair, strands of spit separating from the sloppy kiss. "You have been a bad boy, haven't you? Bad enough to end up here." She released his hair and his head sagged forward. The chains clanked overhead as he moved just a bit to try and comfort his burning arm muscles. "We were trying to find out what to do with you, after you tried to come here and take what wasn't yours. That little stunt back in town was a bad idea. A bad idea, indeed. I'm willing to give you a little slack because you were just passing through, but what you did in the end. That just wont due." She turned to him, her leather mask with a open zipper for a mouth hole forcing her pale blue eyes to stand out, and smiled. With a flick of her wrist, she tore the mask off of her head and threw it behind her. A mane of red hear emerged. "You like to kill your mate after fucking, is that it? A female black widow is known for doing this in the wild. It is quite prevalent in the spider community, actually. We at the club like to do that too, but the death is not as quick as the black widow exacts. Ours is grueling. Almost like torture. Well, it is torture, but the kind that gets us off. You know what I mean?" She came forward very quickly. The stench of sweat and perfume emanated from her. "Just because I am not a complete animal, I will allow you one last chance to live this life the way you want. I have a girl that really doesn't mean that much to the club anymore, and I would like you to do what you do best. We have some first year club members that could learn something from you. Give a good show, and maybe the torture won't be so grueling. Scout's honor." She raised her hand and smiled. With grace, she walked over to a table in the shadows and grabbed a syringe. "We can't take our chances letting you go, so this will help you relax. I actually invented it myself. It is a slow neurotoxin that paralyzes the body, but does not attack the part of the brain responsible for pleasure and pain. Also, for this specific dose, it blinds you. I can't have you seeing the club or anything you shouldn't. Just wouldn't be good for business." With that, she injected him with the serum. A few seconds later, it felt as if his body was tingling. He couldn't move his arms anymore, but he felt the coolness of the floor, and his raw wrists and ankles. A few men came into the room and began unchaining him. All the while, the redheaded dominatrix watched. Soon, his vision went black, but his ears heard various sounds. Two Mike followed the girl around the corner as she led him back to her place. His dick was rock hard in his jeans, and he knew that the release was soon to come. The only problem was the preparation. He didn't have time to set up his tarps to catch any DNA that was going to fly. Regardless, the girl was adamant about him coming to her place. He had tried to insist, but then he remembered that she stayed a few doors down from his hotel. All he had to do was grab the lye and take care of the body. Within hours, there would be nothing left of what was about to happen. The other big factor was his missing pistol. He had tucked it in his waste band, but it had somehow disappeared. This had set him on edge, but he couldn't panic. This girl was into him, and he needed to have a release. As they neared her apartment, it almost became too much to bear. At the door they kissed deeply. As she opened the door, he noticed she didn't even use a key. Within seconds a rope was around his neck and he was pulled onto a bed. Three huge men wrapped tape around his ankles and wrists as another man held him just on the verge of suffocation. The girl smiled and did a little striptease for him as he blacked out. Mike awoke again to a frigid splash of water that caused him to yell. The temperature felt as if it had been lowered just for that moment. He slowly began to move as a door slammed shut off in the darkness created by the overhead light. Then, a blonde pale girl stumbled into the light. He realized his hands and ankles were free from bondage. The girl stared at his naked body, her eyes going to his shriveled cock. As she continued to look at him, a hunger erupted in his chest. His cock rose like the phoenix, and he sat up as she came closer. Her breasts were small, but her skin was smooth like marble. As she kneeled in front of him, he put a hand to her face. She closed her eyes at the touch. He leaned forward and whispered to her. "They are watching us. I don't know what is going on, but I think you and I can get out of here. Have you seen anything?" Her eyes went to his, and a smile stretched across her face. "If we try to escape, they will kill us. She said I would get one last chance to show what I can do, and this is it. If I empress them, my death will be slow." Mike's face flushed. He grabbed her around the neck and slammed her on the floor. She bit her lip, and blood covered her white teeth. A smile was now permanently plastered on her face. Her legs locked around his naked waist and squeezed. He felt the air rush from his lungs. In a panicked motion, he tried to stand and slammed her back down. The floor showed a bloody spot where her head had hit the pavement. "We can help each other, bitch!" He began to squeeze her throat, and her legs loosed. With all his strength, he slammed her into the ground. Her teeth clicked together, and in seconds she was out of his grip and on her feet. He tried to get to his feet, but she kicked him in the groin. A fire exploded from his balls, and he took a knee to try and fight the pain. It was an impossible battle. A small amount of vomit rose and he turned his head and puked. With the pain, an unquenchable anger rose. With a power he didn't know he possessed, he grabbed the girl's arm and snapped it at the elbow. She didn't smile as a gut wrenching moan escaped her lips. His cock stood at full attention as he grabbed her slender form and forced her to the ground. In moments, his throbbing member slid into her moist vagina. She moaned as he took her like an animal, not stopping even as he felt her vaginal muscles spasm from orgasm. He came at least four times before he couldn't fuck anymore. As he pulled his cock from her vagina, a string of cum hung off the tip of his cock. She lay there panting. Her eyes went to him, and he knew he had to finish the fight. She was in no shape to get up, seeing as he had plowed her like a field. Her broken arm hung limply as she tried to get to her feet. Mike's cock throbbed as he came forward to help her up. Her hand went to his face, and his heart sunk as he knew what he would have to do to finish the test. She nodded and closed her eyes. He grabbed her chin and snapped her neck. Her limp body fell to the floor. This was not as satisfying as his previous kills. The release was more carnal and less on his own terms. Behind him, a clapping sound began. Out from the shadows stepped the red headed dominatrix. She held a stun gun in one hand. Behind her emerged two muscled up gimps. "Bravo, my friend. I hate that the girl gave you a little trouble. Looked like you had a good fuck, though. Well, I guess it is off to the final act. Don't mind my friends here. They are going to take care of all the heavy lifting. I really hope you are ready for what is coming next." With that she shot the stun gun at him. The electricity caused him to seize up and hit the ground. She held the trigger and smiled as the gimps stepped forward to take him to another part of the hellhole he was trapped in. Three Mike came to again, bound to a doctor's gurney. His wrists and ankles were bound, and some type of cage was around the head of his cock. He was in a house of horrors because he heard sounds of torture going on in other rooms as he was wheeled into a room. The dominatrix watched as he was brought to a standing position in the gurney. Behind him, he heard a pole being put into place to prevent the gurney from moving forward or backwards. The dominatrix stepped into view and smiled, as she was prone to do. "Now, my friend, comes something that you have most likely never experienced. My clients say that I can milk cum out of a rock, and they would be right. A man in my complete control can cum on cue. Since I believe in both pleasure and pain, I will give you a taste of both worlds." She grabbed a wire that was attached to the head of his cock, and hooked it to a small black box she held in her hand. "First, we start slow." With that, an otherworldly vibration began on the head of his cock. It felt both painful and excellent at the same time. He couldn't stop from groaning. Within a few seconds, his cock was on fire. "Then, we apply a little bit of juice." She turned it all the way up and Mike's body immediately tensed up. His cock felt like a live wire as he screamed. A few seconds later, his cock shot cum. She didn't stop the electricity, and he came again. It felt like he was coming lead bullet. His teeth clenched, and drool began to pool around the creases in his mouth. He couldn't scream as the electricity forced him to come a third time. It felt like liquid fire was erupting from his cock. He began to shake on the gurney as his cock readied to shoot cum a forth time. "Milking cum from a rock. That is what they said. I figure you have one more in you, stud." His skin pricked like it was being attacked by bees. His cock felt like a raw nerve as his eyes rolled up in his head. His cock felt like someone had shoved a cactus inside of it and forced it out quickly. His teeth unclenched and he screamed. The electricity ceased and the dominatrix began to laugh. "Five times, five levels of pain. I think you took that quite well. The next punishment may be the undoing of you, though." She reached to her left and pulled a lever. Then, she grabbed a device that had a wire she could also hook up to the black box. With care, she emptied a bottle of lubricant on the device and stepped forward. Mike was too spent to fight back as she put the device up his ass and then attached the wire to the box. With both devices attached, the stepped back and pushed a button. Overhead, a sprinkler turned on, immediately drenching him with water. "This is most likely going to be our last conversation. The device on your cock is not meant to be played with in the water. The device in your ass warns against overstimulation. Either way, by electricity or bleeding, you will die. It really has been fun, but the club can't stand your existence. It threatens us." With that she turned the knob on the black box all the way to max. She put the device on the table, and turned to leave. The device in Mike's ass came to life and almost made him cum instantly. It must have been rubbing up against his prostate. Regardless, the cock cage made his raw cock feel like it was being pierced with needles. As he struggled against his restraints, one of the cuffs snapped off. This was all the opening he needed. Through the intense stimulating, he grabbed the cock cage and threw it away from him. He grabbed the probe out of his ass, and let it fall to the ground. Quickly, he undid his restraints. She turned just in time to feel Mike's strong hand around her neck. He smiled as she looked at him in fear. "I would really love to try the goods before I damage them." He reached down and grabbed the probe. In seconds he was ripping her leather suit off. She screamed and tried to push him away. Her red pubic hair accented a very nice body. He held her down and grabbed the probe. With one rough motion, he plunged it into her vagina. She tried to push him away, but he held her by the neck, and plunged the probe in deeper. Tears streamed down her face as came hard. He pulled the probe out and plunged his own cock inside. It was raw, but he had someone to repay. Within seconds he and her came in unison. The release from his cock felt like a flamethrower. She was sobbing as he stepped away from her and dropped the probe. "I won't kill you if you let them release me. All I want is to leave. You let me do this, and you will live." She tried to sit up, but he noticed she winced. "Okay, just don't come back." She waved a hand and the doors opened from in the darkness revealing the outside. He reached down and grabbed the cock cage. It vibrated in his hand with electricity. He ripped it off of the wire, exposing a live wire. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the exposed wire into the water. It sparked, and the redhead began to spasm as she was electrocuted to death in the pool of water. He didn't stop until he was out in the sunshine and even then he didn't stop for long.