18 comments/ 26551 views/ 26 favorites Love Don't Run By: hisangelbeauty this story was co written by Ropetease * Joe was walking across the quad towards his next class when he saw her standing, talking to someone. Joe felt his heart skip a beat he couldn't believe he might have found her after all theses months of searching .Just as he was walking up behind her, Joy suddenly turned bumping into him and her books went flying. When her hand touched his forearm to steady herself he felt warmth spread up his arm. "Oh, I am so sorry. I did not see you," she tried to apologize as her chocolate brown eyes looked up to meet his. Joe did not hear a word she said as he looked down at her. His six-foot-two body towered over her five-three body. In that brief second of her touching his arm he felt his heartbeat quicken as a feeling of pleasure washed over him. He felt as if she had cast a spell on him. He couldn't help but notice the glint in her eyes as she knelt down to pick up her books. "Let me help you," he stammered as he knelt beside her. Joy needed the time it took to pick up her textbooks, never in her life had she dreamed that someone would look at her the way this unknown man had. Yes, she had seen him around campus a few times, mostly with some of the jocks and a different girl every time. While she picked up her books she took time to collect her thoughts and glanced towards him out of the corner of her eye. Joy took note of how his dark brown hair was cut in a deep fade and the way the back tapered off at the nape of his neck. He had a well trimmed beard, mustache, goatee and sideburns that was set off by his lightly sun kissed skin. It was all Joy could do not to run her fingers along his face. She inhaled the scent of him, wanting to commit it to memory. Just the scent of him made her heart beat a little faster, he smelled that good. When she looked up, his eyes were fixed on hers and there was a slight smile on his lips. For what seemed like minutes they stared into each others eyes. Joy was in a trance like state as his scent tickled her nose and her mind was swimming with images of his lips on hers. Her body froze and her trance broke when his hand touched hers. Her heart pounded in her chest as his fingers wrapped around her hand. She found herself gasping for breath as her eyes glazed over becoming a darker shade of brown. "Hi, my name is Joe," he said with a slight smile. "Sorry about that, Joe, my name is Joy," she said just above a whisper trying to keep from blushing, even though she knew it was a losing battle; she could already feel the heat flooding her cheeks. Joe held out his hand and helped her to her feet again. "Thank you," she said mourning the loss of his hand on hers when he released it. . "Again, I'm sorry about bumping into you," Joy stammered out. "I'm not sorry at all to have bumped into something as soft as you," Joe whispered to her. He could not believe the effect this girl was having on him just by touching his arm. Joe was something of a heart breaker, there weren't many girls that would say no to him if he looked their way. He could see that Joy was on a different level, she wasn't the normal type of girl he went for. From her butter toffee hued skin, her thick shoulder length brown hair, to the luscious curves of her body, she had an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Porcelain skinned pretty little blonde's or redheaded stick figures were more his speed or so he thought until Joy bumped into him. "See you around sometime," Joe said to her, trying to get a handle on himself. "Yeah, see you around," Joy whispered to herself. For Joe, sometime would be six hours later at the party his fraternity was having at the frat house. Joy's roommates had talked her into attending the frat party with them telling her she would grow roots if she didn't get out some. What they hadn't told her was that Joe was a member of the fraternity. They knew she was seriously crushing on him and after watching the two of them bump into each other that afternoon. They made it their mission to find out everything they could about him. When they found out later he belonged to the same fraternity that was having an open to all frat party, they agreed not to tell Joy that Joe would be there. He couldn't believe his eyes when two of his frat brothers started commenting about wanting to sample a little bit of that brown sugar on the dance floor with her friends. Joe turned to see who they were talking about and was instantly hard when he saw it was Joy they were talking about. On the dance floor gyrating with a group of girls wearing a one shoulder crop top and modified wrap skirt that hung low on her hips was Joy. Barely listening to his friends, he heard a couple of them saying they had plans for her later. Joe stood near the bar nursing his beer watching her dance, watching her like a hawk. He hadn't caught all of what his frat brothers had been saying, but just the thought of them even looking sideways at Joy made him want to snatch Joy off the dance floor and stamp his name on her ass. Joe could see she was not really paying attention to her surroundings and at some point, her friends had all scattered leaving her alone. Joy was so lost in her own world on the dance floor that she didn't notice a couple guys had boxed her into a corner. They had invaded her space and had started to tag team her as she fought to keep their hands off of her body. With the number of people dancing, it looked like she was enjoying the attention at first. When Joe noticed the way one of the guys was trying to pull her closer to him, while the other used his arms to keep her from pushing his friend away. Joe walked into her line of sight and saw the sheer terror in her eyes. He knew what the guys had planned for her now. Joe felt anger well up inside him over the treatment his frat brothers were giving her. Walking up behind and pushing his way past them he told them, "Sorry guys, but this one is mine!" His frat brothers looked like they wanted to protest but they knew Joe well enough to know doing so would get them their asses handed to them on a platter. "Baby girl," Joe asked adding, "You ready to give me that dance you promised me earlier?" trying to tell her with his eyes that he was trying to get her out of this and to play along. Allowing a tense smile to play across her lips, Joy responded, "Yes I am, Joe." Reaching her hand out to take Joe's out stretched hand, she allowed the tears she'd been holding back to fall from her eyes. "Thank you," she mouthed to Joe. "You're welcome," he replied as he eased her into his arms and felt her body shaking. "It's okay, baby girl. I got you, you're safe now," he said to her as he began to rock slowly with her wrapped in his arms. In his mind he made a vow to her, "I promise as long as I am around, I won't let anyone hurt you." Joy felt his hands on her lower back as he pulled her closer. She felt her nipples start to harden when he pulled her close. Joy felt a slight surge of electricity run through her body straight to her pussy as he held her in his grasp. As he danced with her, Joe pulled her even closer to him, his chest rubbing against her made her nipples ache, she desperately wanted him to touch them. When the music changed to an upbeat song, Joe tilted her head up so that he could see her eyes, whispering, "Let's make it look good." Joe turned her around clutching her hips and started to grind against her lush ass, Joy understood what he meant. She rocked her hips and ass against Joe. Turning her body back around facing him, she gripped her hands on his tight ass. Joy did a squat move and when she lowered her self down she could see the slight bulge of his cock in his pants inches from her face. Joy knew she would be anything and do anything this man asked of her the moment she came up out of that squat. Looking up into his light brown eyes, she saw pure fire in them. Joy didn't have much experience when it came to guys, but the look in those eyes made her pussy drench her thong. Before she could be sure of what she had seen, Joe spun her around and bent her forward with one hand. He slapped both sides of her ass in time to the music as they danced. "Mine!!" Joy thought she heard Joe say over and over again. "You are mine baby. Nobody is going to take you away from me. I own you now and forever," he whispered. Joy felt a sudden warmth flow through her body. Her ass was still tingling from his slaps. Instead of being mad, she felt something different. Her body felt like it was on fire and she felt the urge to beg him for more. It was not like her, if anyone else had done that she would have slapped their face and ran away. But when he did it a fire started to burn deep inside her. Her pussy spasmed, her nipples ached, her body wanted more. She was determined that this man, the guy she bumped into accidentally earlier, was going to be hers. Joe stepped back from her to watch her, telling her to show him what she was working with. Looking into his eyes she knew she was safe and she began to make her body shimmy from her fingertips to her ass. Ending her dance with a slow spin and tummy roll. Joe didn't know what he wanted to watch more of, her chest rolling back and forward, or her ass working the hell out of the pleats on her skirt. When she did a move that had her back arched and her eyes on him, all Joe could think of was her contorted body over his spanking bench with her ankles and wrists tied to the legs of the bench. Yes, she was going to be his and he was going to make sure of it from this moment on. Allowing a slow smile to spread across his face, Joe took a step towards Joy and used his finger to beckon her to him. Never taking his eyes off of her, daring her to break eye contact with him. Unable to stand the feeling of him seeing into her soul, Joy lowered her eyes as she got closer to Joe. Joe reached out his hand and pulled her closer to him then used his hand to lift her chin so that she was looking into his light brown eyes. When she tried to lower them again Joe whispered to her, "You're such a natural baby girI, never hide your eyes from me. I want to see what you are feeling. Let's get out of here and I will take you home. Okay?" Needing desperately to get herself under control she agreed as he took hold of her hand. In her mind she wondered what he meant by her being a natural. A natural what? She was too shy to ask him at the moment. As they left the frat house, Joy told him where she lived. He was overjoyed to learn that she did not live on campus, but shared an apartment with a couple of girls not too far from the frat house. As they walked, they talked about the classes they are taking and what they were majoring in. Joe told her that he was business major and Joy told him that she was an education major. When they got outside the door of her apartment, Joy finally got up the nerve to ask Joe what he meant when he told her she was a natural. "What did you mean when you said I was a natural?" she asked in a questioning tone. Chuckling softy, he whispered close to her ear, "I was wondering how long it would take for you to ask that. It's simple, baby." He pushed her back gently against her door, "You're a natural submissive or slave." When Joy started to deny what he said to her, Joe looked down into her eyes saying, "Yes you are and don't try to deny that. We both knew that the moment I said those words. Your insides clinched with a longing that you never felt before. Not only are you a natural born submissive or slave, you're only that way with one person and that person is me! Your mine now, you know that right? You felt it when we bumped into each other on the quad." Unable to deny feeling something happen on the quad, Joy just stood there unable to speak and letting his words roll over in her head. "Hand me your cell phone," Joe said to her. Looking up at him wondering why he would need her phone, Joy unclasped the cell phone from her waist and handed it to him. Smiling down at her, Joe whispered, "Good girl," as he programmed his number into her speed dial and pressed the send button causing his phone to ring. "There, all done," he said. "Now I have your number in my phone and you have mine." Joy began to panic. Yes she wanted him, but things were moving too fast for her to process them. She hardly knew him and here he was telling her she was a slave or submissive and only to him. What the hell did all this mean really? Her experience with the opposite sex was sadly lacking. Joe saw the panic on her face, telling her, easy girl "No worries, babe. I promise you I will never hurt you or allow anyone else to hurt you. Now get that sweet sexy ass inside, I will call you tomorrow." As if on autopilot Joy unlocked her door, slipping in quickly trying to put some distance between herself and Joe. Locking the door after she entered her apartment, Joy leaned against the door clutching her phone in her hand. Replaying his words through her head of the things Joe had just said to her. Thinking to herself he has to be crazy and promised herself that she will just avoid him if he came around. When she thought she had it all worked out in her head, her phone rang causing her to jump. Just thinking it was one of her roommates Joy answered her phone without reading the caller I D. "Hello," she answered laughingly. "Hi, baby girl," Joe said to her as he heard her laugh in his ear. Hearing Joe's voice made Joy gasp and she had to catch her breath, "l just wanted to say don't even think of avoiding me. Just get to know me and I will get to know you. We can go as slow as you need us to go. Good night my baby girl. Bye." Joe closed the connection before Joy could say anything back to him. Staring at her phone she could not believe he knew what she was thinking of doing. Running to her room she fired up her computer and started looking for anything she could find on submission/slave. Joy typed in submissive/slave in her search engine. The search took seconds and startled her at the number of pages she came across. She found a few forums and read what they had to say. She was stunned when she realized that some of what they talked about sounded like her. She even got some advice from a few of the girls on the forum when she posted a few questions. Joy was given a list of different books and online forums that might be of use to her. She was overwhelmed and shocked at the same time. Joy laid on her bed and before she fell asleep thought maybe, just maybe Joe was right. Joy had a restless night sleeping, his words kept playing in mind and some of the images she found during her search flooded her mind. She woke up tired and was still a little shocked at what she found when her cell phone rang. Picking it up from the night stand, she looked to see who was calling her so early. It was Joe! Joy debated with herself on whether to answer or let it go to her voice mail. On the forth ring she answered, "Hello." "Good morning baby girl. Did you sleep well?" he asked in a cheerful sounding voice. "No, I didn't sleep well at all," Joy replied back hesitantly, adding, "I had some researching to do last night." "Oh, sorry to wake you. I was hoping we could have some breakfast before classes start and we can talk some more." Her mind said, "No!" but what came out was, "Yes, I would like that a lot. I could use some food right now." "Great! How about you meet me at the frat house and we can go to the cafeteria for breakfast then?" Joe asked her. "Okay, just give me a bit to shower and dress. I will be over soon," she answered. "See you soon baby girl. Do not keep me waiting," he said ending the call. When the line went dead she looked at her cell phone in her hand wondering if he just really gave her an order to hurry. Just thinking about him giving her orders made her stomach tighten and a warm feeling spread over her. She felt her thighs involuntarily clench and her clit throbbed ever so slightly. She shuddered at the feelings that just hearing his voice did to her. Quickly grabbing some clothes, she headed to the bathroom to shower. She had to hurry so she would not make him wait for her. While in the shower she thought back to the dance floor when he spanked the side of her ass and the words he said to her before leaving last night. As the water flowed over her body, her hands rubbed over her nipples. She was shocked to find them hard as pebbles and it made her smile. Joy dried off her body and looked at the clothes she picked. Having second thoughts about them, she went to her closet looking for something different to wear. She grabbed a knee length peasant skirt with a matching silk blouse. Opening her dresser drawer, she pulled out a pair of boy shorts. Reaching for a bra, she hesitated, deciding to just wear the blouse. She loved how the fabric felt on her skin and she was feeling a bit daring. Just as she walked up the steps, the front door opened and one of Joe's frat brothers walked out. He saw Joy walking up the steps and yelled back in the house, "Hey Joe, that sweet bit of brown sugar is here to see you!" "Go on in, shorty. Up the stairs, third door on the left," he said as he hurriedly walked by her. Joy stood there wondering if she should just go up when his voice called out to her, "Come on up, baby girl." When she heard "baby girl" her pussy spasmed and her panties got moist. Talking a deep breath, she went up the stairs to his room. The door was open and she saw him holding a t-shirt in his hands. "One second baby girl, almost ready," he said as he slipped the shirt over his head. Joy's eyes focused on his broad shoulders and his muscular chest. She felt her pussy twitch as he smoothed the shirt over his flat stomach. "Don't be shy, come on in," Joe said as he walked over to his desk for his back pack. Walking in his room she was amazed how neat and tidy it was, not like the other the rooms she saw as she walked down the hall. "Damn baby, you look hot!" Joe told her as he turned and saw how she was dressed. Joy's nipples throbbed hard against the silk of her blouse and she knew they were pushing right out of the fabric. She felt the heat on her cheeks as she blushed hard at his statement. Lowering her head a bit as he walked up to her, she did not want him to see her face at this second. Joe's fingers lifted her chin and his light brown eyes stared down into hers. His touch sent a electric jolt through her body and her panties got wetter. She saw him lower his head down and his lips brushed her lips. "I thought I told you never to hide your eyes from me," Joe whispered. Joe lightly kissed her as he ran his hand down her spine to her ass. She could swear he could feel her tremble as his lips pressed harder on hers. As he pulled away from the kiss, she felt weak in the knees and wondered what he had done to her with just a single kiss. "Come on baby girl, let's go or we might not make it for breakfast," he told her as he grasped her tight ass in his hand. Her eyes clouded over and she swore she saw a gleam in his eyes. Joe swung the back pack over his shoulder taking her hand in his other hand and lead her to the door of his room. As they left Joy saw a book on his desk. It was the same book she was told to read by the people in the forum last night. Her heart skipped a beat as he squeezed her hand. The simple touch of his lips and the way she felt inside as they left the frat house made her feel special for the first time. They talked about their classes and the professors they had as they walked hand in hand to the cafeteria for breakfast. While they walked Joy felt her thighs moisten, her panties were soaked. She was listening to him but the words "You're mine" kept flooding her mind. Love Don't Run Ch. 02 Waiting for him to answer his cell phone, his image flooded her mind as the phone rang. "Baby Girl?" Joe's smooth sounding voice filled her ear. "Joe, will you teach me to be your slave?" Joy asked him just above a whisper. His heart skipped a few beats as her words sank in. He had been waiting for those very words from her. A predatory gleam came to his eyes as a sigh of relief left his lips. "Yes I will, from now on you belong to me and no one else." Joe replied adding, "But you have to put your complete trust in me to never harm you in any way." Resting her head on her pillow, her eyes grew wide at his answer. A smile of relief and happiness crossed her face. She knew from searching what a slave was that she was one by nature. Joe was the only person who saw that in her. For the first time in four weeks Joy felt her body tighten as a tremor shook through her. "I do trust you Joe, but I am scared, really scared. This is so new to me and at the same time it feels so natural," Joy tried to keep her voice from choking up. "I know your scared, baby girl. This is completely new to you. We are going to explore this together. I promise!" He replied trying to calm her fears. As his calming voice washed over her, Joy found a new sense of belonging she'd never felt before. Joy heard a knock on her door, "Joe there is someone knocking on my door. Let me see who it is. Can I call you right back?" she asked. "I will wait baby, go see who it is," Joe casually replied. "Okay, I will hurry." Joy said excitedly as she bolted up from the bed and grabbed her satin robe. Putting on her robe as she ran to the door Joy forgot that she was only in her boy shorts. Joe could hear her calling out, "Be right there!" He heard her footsteps racing to the door and her fingers working the locks. Joy held her robe closed and phone with one hand as she opened the door. Thinking one of her roommates had lost their keys again, Joy didn't bother to ask who it was. A look of shock crossed her face as she stared up at Joe standing in the open door way. So stunned at seeing Joe at her door Joy dropped her phone to the floor causing her robe to open exposing her breasts. Joy stood gasping for breath trying to speak. "How did..." "Baby girl," Joe said cutting her off, "I said I would give you time. I never said I would not be close by. Did I?" Joe told her adding, "What a nice way to greet me. Showing off what belongs to me already are you?" Joe stated teasingly as he placed his hands over her heavy breasts. He backed her into her apartment and Joe narrowed his gaze as it roamed over her body. He flicked her breast and smiled at the moan that escaped her mouth saying, "Just so you know, I don't share well, baby girl. Lets not make a habit of opening doors without making sure it is me you are greeting half naked." When she felt his hands on her breasts, she quickly realized what she wasn't wearing and tried to close her robe. Blushing with embarrassment, Joy lowered her head as heat flooded her cheeks. Joy felt his arm wrap around her body pulling her to him. Using his finger he raised her chin until her eyes looked up in to his. Lowering his mouth slowly to hers, his lips brushed her open mouth. Her hands grasped his waist as Joe deepened the kiss. Joe wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him as she stood on the tip of her toes. Her bare breasts touched his chest as he pressed her tighter against him. Joy felt her boy shorts dampen from her flowing pussy. She had never been kissed so hard and deep before. She felt his hand slide down across her ass and the hard squeeze from his hand. Joy moaned in her throat as Joe lowered his other hand and squeezed. With her shorts drenched now, Joy spread her legs apart as he slid his hand down lower. Joe could feel the heat coming from Joy's pantie covered sex. Needing to breathe, she pulled away from his hot lips gasping for breath. Her insides were on fire, her stomach tightened as he picked her up off her feet demanding to know which room was hers and carried her towards the open door to her room. Gently letting her feet touch the floor, he took a step back. Joy stood there trembling on weak legs. "So, you think you are ready to be my slave?" Joe asked her when he is able to think straight again. After no contact with Joy for a month Joe needed to see and hear her say the words. "Yes Joe, I am ready to be your slave," she whispered. Her answer caused his heart to kick into overdrive, Joe smiled slyly down at her ready to put her to the test. "Take off the robe, baby. I want to see what belongs to me," Joe told her. Joy looked up at him as she hesitated a second, slowly her hands reached up and let the robe slide off her shoulders. Joe watched as the robe puddled around her feet. As she tried to cover her breasts, Joe walked up to her and traced the curvature of her breasts with his fingers halting her movement. Her head lowered standing in front of him. Joy let a moan escape her lips as his fingers rubbed over her hardening nipples. Joy was shaking as he lowered his hands to the top of her boy shorts. She felt his fingers slide inside the waistband as he went to pushed them down her hips. "Joe, please no. I am sorry, but I am not ready for this. Can we just take this slow?" Joy begged. Stopping for a second, he asked, "Baby, do you trust me? I will not hurt you. I want to see what is mine now. We are not going to go any further than that." "Joe," she whispered, doubt seeping into her voice. "I promise, baby," Joe replied as he gently pushed her back on to her bed then knelt down and began to pull her shorts towards her ankles. Joe inhaled her musky aroma as he knelt in front of her, a soft moan escaped his lips as he took in her hairless pussy. Joe placed a light kiss on each of her smooth mahogany thighs. Joy laid on her bed, her hands grasping her sheets tight in her hands. Her heart pounding in her chest a hundred miles a minute. Her shallow quick intakes of air shaking her body like a leaf in the wind. Turning her head off to one side, she tried to avoid making eye contact with him. Joy could not believe she was allowing this to happen so fast between them. Slowly, Joe rose up from the floor, leaning his body over Joy's quivering body. His fingers gently turning her head so he could see her eyes. "Baby, you're so beautiful," he said to her adding, "never be ashamed or frightened to show me yourself." "Yes Joe," Joy meekly replied, asking, "Can I get dressed? This is too much for me right now, please Joe?" "Yes baby, you can get dressed now," Joe answered. Joy slowly walked to her dresser for fresh boy shorts. Her hands still shaking as she pulled the drawer open picking up a pair of hot pink boy shorts, her hands shaking as she lifted her leg to slide them on. She could feel Joe watching her movements and it made her more nervous. Pulling them up her toffee colored thighs to her trembling ass, Joy felt as if her face was on fire. Never had she been naked in front of man before and now he was watching her get dressed. She was having mixed emotions surge through her body as she reached for the matching bra. "No bra, baby girl," Joe sternly said. "Joe, I can't go out without a bra! My nipples will show through!" she protested. "That's right, baby," Joe replied, adding, "I like the way your breasts bounce when you walk. I noticed when we went to breakfast you weren't wearing one." Grinning big, Joe said in his smoothest voice, "By the way, cute panties baby," as he stuffed the ones he removed from her minutes ago in his back pocket. "You won't be wearing these any more. At some point you will not be allowed to wear panties, enjoy them while you can," Joe added. "I will want total access to you whenever I want it. I would really hate to have to rip them off of you if you disobey me. Besides, who said anything about going out hmm?. Joy stood there stunned for a moment while she watched Joe start to remove his shoes and socks. When his fingers reached for his buttons on his shirt she finally snapped out of her stupor. As he unbuttoned the last button her eyes followed his hands to his belt buckle. Joe unbuckled his belt and opened the clasp of his pants. Her eyes grew wide before asking him, "What do you think you are doing?" "Getting undressed, duh," Joe teasingly replied. About to protest a little more, Joe cut her off by saying, "Do you trust me?" "Yes I do trust you Joe, but..." Joy tried to explain. "No buts, babe," Joe stated, "I already had you naked on your bed and I could have taken you then. Trust me, at some point I will be between those well-toned mahogany thighs of yours and there won't be anything you can do to stop me!" Joe growled at her. I'm tired so what we are going to do is climb into that very comfortable looking bed and I am going to hold my slave while she sleeps in my arms for the first of many nights to come. Joy stood there with her arms crossed, trying to cover her breasts with her mouth slightly open knowing he was right. He could have easily taken her when he had her naked before. She nodded, admitting he was right. Joy watched as he finished undressing, soaking in every inch of his body. Joy allowed her eyes to travel from his well-defined chest down to his legs taking in his sun kissed tan skin, then her eyes lingered on his silk clad hips. So caught up with staring at Joe's body, she almost missed him speaking to her. Blushing she asked him what he had just said. Smirking Joe said, "I asked if the little slave likes what she sees?" When she nods her head yes, Joe sternly tells her, " Okay rule one, when I ask you a question, speak up, because I want and need to know. Now again, slave. Do you like what you see?" Joe asked. "Yes, I do," Joy replied having a hard time keeping her eyes off of his covered manhood. Still staring at the bulge under his silk shorts she missed the bemused grin that had spread across Joe's kissable lips. "Up here, baby doll," Joe said motioning with his hand. When Joy looked up at his face she saw tiredness there and it reminded her of what she wanted to ask him when she opened the door to find him standing on her doorstep. "Joe why were you outside my apartment when I called you?" "Baby girl, like I told you when you opened the door. I said I would give you time, not that I would not be close by. I have been coming by off and on for a few days now. I have had to stop myself from just claiming you as mine. Tonight was one of those nights and to be honest if I had not gotten your call, I might have knocked your door down to do just that." Joe told her. "Wow! Have you not been sleeping on the nights you come by here? You look tired." Joy asked. "We can talk about all of that later, right now I want to feel you in my arms. Take me to bed, baby," Joe said to her. She rushed into his arms and kissed him with all the feeling she could. She forgot about being topless, kissing him and touching his smooth pale skin was all that mattered at that moment. Joe could not believe it. She had actually initiated the kiss. She got a little bolder allowing her hands to fan out over Joe's smooth chest and her fingers brushed along his nipples. He inhaled deeply trying to stifle a groan, she had found one of his hot buttons. Joe grabbed the back of her head with one hand then knelt one knee on her bed and gently laid her down on her bed, covering her curvaceous body with his own. He felt her wrap one of her silky thighs around his waist. Tenderly he began to lick the side of her neck, trailing his way down to her mouthwatering chocolate globes; suckling them one at a time like they were large chocolate kisses. Joy was so lost in the sensation that Joe's talented tongue sent throughout her body. All she could do was moan her pleasure, mumbling incoherently while arching her back trying to force more of her breast into Joe's warm wet mouth. Joe could feel her body tensing rapidly and her breathing becoming labored. Sure signs that she was going to explode from him just licking and sucking on her hard throbbing nipples. Joe could not believe she was about to have an orgasm. He knew he would sadly have to end their little make out session if he had any hope of keeping his promise to her. So reluctantly, and with great willpower, he removed his tongue from Joy's nipple, telling her it was time for bed. Joe stood above her knowing that she had no idea just how sexy she looked to him at that moment with her thick dark locks mussed from his hands and her lips slightly bruised from his licking and nibbling. Oh and those eyes of hers, damn what a set of bedroom eyes she had, Joe thought to himself. It was too much for him to look at her, so he forced his gaze towards the floor. Picking up his t-shirt, he tossed it to her saying rather harshly, "You better put this on and cover that body of yours." Joy couldn't help but feel like she had been rejected by Joe, not to mention the shame that washed over her when she thought about how wanton she had behaved. She had been ready to spread her thighs for him! Tugging the shirt over her head and down her chest, she fought back tears as she started to climb under the blanket on her bed. She had second thoughts and pulled the t-shirt back over her head, tossing it back at him. After she threw the t-shirt back at Joe, she angrily yelled, "I don't need it or you, because as far as I'm concerned we are through! Lock the door on your way out!" She turned her back to him so she didn't have to watch him leave. Joe stood staring back at her, seething with rage his light brown eyes blazing with specks of gold, not believing what she just said to him. Just who the fuck did she think she was to dismiss him like he was the slave in this relationship? Joe quickly jammed himself back into his pants and snatched up her keys. Walking out of her room he yanked open the front door then slammed it shut knowing if he stayed a second longer he would make her luscious ass black and blue. Once Joy was sure he was gone she sat up in bed and let the tears she had been fighting fall from her eyes. Seeing his t-shirt on the edge of her bed, she grabbed it and held it against her nose. Smelling the fresh clean scent of him on it she cried even harder feeling as if she had just lost a part of herself and she cried herself to sleep clutching Joe's shirt. Joe did not walk far, just to the park across the street to vent his anger. The sun was just rising on the horizon when he decided to head back to her apartment. When Joe returned from his walk to let his anger subside, he let himself back inside and that was when he found her sleeping. He had calmed down enough to think straight. While he was at the park he realized that he'd handled things badly. He knew from the look on her face that she thought he had changed his mind about wanting her. He could even understand why she had lashed out at him the way she had. While he understood it, he could not and would not allow it to go unpunished. Opening the trunk of his car, he took out his guitar and the duffel bag he kept there. "No!" Joe thought to himself, "Joy will learn her place in my life." Hearing Joy sniffling and mumbling his name in her sleep was too much for him. Joe sighed softly to himself as he climbed into bed behind her and gently shook her, trying to wake her. He couldn't believe how she had him all twisted up inside. She slowly turned her head towards Joe wanting desperately to get lost in his light brown eyes. Then remembering how rejected she felt earlier, she looked down at the shoulder he was lightly touching. Jerking her shoulder away from his touch, she pulled her knees towards her chest, and curled up into a ball on her bed. "Get away from me, just leave me alone!" Joy sobbed adding, "Just leave me alone! You don't want me! You made that painfully clear! Just leave, please. I just..." she burst into tears. Joe pulled her body back towards his chest whispering, "Shhh, I am here to stay. Baby, don't think I don't want you or desire you. Pulling away from you was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, next to giving you time to think about being mine. I handled this all wrong and I had to stop. Joy, I promised you nothing would happen tonight and had I not stopped, I would be buried deep inside you right now. I know you're not ready for that yet. As your Master it's my job to protect you even from yourself at times. I didn't do my job tonight, Joy. I let things get out of hand and I almost broke my promise to you. Baby, I am sorry for how I made you feel." "Please look at me, baby girl," when Joy did not respond Joe took her closest hand and placed it on his still hard cock to prove a point. "Do you feel that, Joy? That is what you do to me. It hurts like hell not to be inside your warmth right now. I have been like this since I backed off of you. You're not a fling to me, baby girl. I need you to know that much. Do you understand me?" Joe whispered. Joy unable to trust her voice, nodded her head allowing her body to relax in his arms as he lightly stroked her hair. "Just this once I am going to allow you to get away with not using your words when I ask you something," Joe said to her. "Now give me a kiss, slave," he whispered into her hair, then moaned deeply as he once again felt her lips upon his. "Joe," Joy whispered, "I am so sorry for the way I acted. Thank you for stopping when you did. You're right, I am not ready yet. Joe, there is something I need to tell you." "I'm listening baby girl, talk to me," Joe said. "Oh God, how do I tell you this after the way I behaved earlier?" Joy asked. "Just tell me, no matter what it is I'm not going anywhere," Joe said as he played with her hair. "Joe, I have never been with anyone before. I mean sure I've had a boyfriend before, but we never did anything. I was always too afraid. I will try to understand if you want to call this off right now," Joy said rushing her words, waiting to hear Joe explode or hop out of the bed to leave again. Joe lay beside her with a big grin on his face thinking of the things he would have the pleasure of teaching her. He couldn't believe it. Yes, he had been pretty sure she was a virgin by the way she carried herself, but to have her confirm it was something else. Joe's heart swelled with love for her, he would be her first and only. He planned to make sure no one else had a chance with her. "Thank you for telling me, baby girl. I already knew you were a virgin. I would be honored to be your first lover when the time is right. I told you already you're not a fling to me," in his head he was screaming first and freaking last no way am I letting you get away from me. "We will take things as slow as I feel they should go, slave. Right now I need you to listen to me. While I understood why you lashed out at me the way you did, I will not let it go unpunished. You gave yourself to me. You don't get to dismiss me or disrespect me, slave. We will deal with your punishment after we have slept. I know you thought I was walking out on you when I left. I had to get out of here, I was about to make your ass black and blue for the way you spoke to me and I will never punish you when I am not in control of my emotions," Joe told her. Joe smiled, hoping that things would be okay after her punishment and he couldn't wait to see her bound to her bed while he taught her a few things. He knew he had to have a serious talk with her about what he wanted from her. Hell, he wanted her to be more than just his slave. He wanted her to be his girlfriend and maybe much, much, more as well. Wrapping his arm her waist, he pulled her closer to his body. He felt his cock nestle in the crack of her boy short clad ass. Joe's smile widened a little more when Joy wiggled her ass on his cock and a deep sigh came from her mouth. Joe fell into a deep sleep holding his slave. Love Don't Run Ch. 02 Joy tried to fall back asleep as she heard his slow steady breathing and felt his warm breath blowing lightly on her neck, the firmness of his cock resting in her crack with only the the thin material between them. Her mind was flooded with emotion. Joe was the first man ever to sleep in her bed. She felt excited and nervous at the same time. The word punishment floated though her mind. "What did he mean, punishment?" Joy kept asking herself over and over. When she was sure he was sound asleep Joy carefully moved his arm off her body. Walking topless to her desk she turned on her computer. When the screen came to life, Joy went back to the forum she had found and typed in "Slave Punishment". Reading what she found to understand what Joe had meant. She was shocked at the results she found. Joy's heart pounded as she shut off her computer and carefully laid back down next to Joe. Joe woke up the instant she removed her warmth from him, watching her tip toe to her computer. Figuring she had some work to do for a class, Joe was surprised when he saw the site she pulled up. He saw the banner "Slaves Forum." He knew the site well. He also knew he would have to explain things to her because that site was sure to make her want to run. Closing his eyes he waited for her to return to the bed. The bed slightly moved as her body slipped under the covers and Joy pressed her ass back against his cock. Carefully he lifted his arm around her waist. She had just closed her eyes when she heard him whisper, "Baby girl, I saw what you were looking at on your computer. You can forget all that you saw." Her eyes flew open as his words flowed in her ear, she thought he was a sleep and he saw her looking at her computer. "But..," Joy tried to say. "Ssshhh, baby girl," Joe giggled, adding, "We will talk about this when we wake up. Now close those sexy eyes and go to sleep." Joe pulled her closer and moved his hand up just under one of her breasts, kissing her neck lightly. They drifted off to sleep, Joy's ass nestled on his cock, his arm holding her. A couple hours later Joe opened his eyes and Joy was still nestled up against his cock and he inhaled the slight aroma of her. "Baby girl, time to wake up," he whispered by her ear and gave her a gentle nudge. "Huh, what, oh mmmmm. Good morning, Joe," Joy sleepily replied. Joy slowly turned her body over placing her arm around his neck. When she opened her eyes his face was close to hers and his eyes gazed back at her. Joy felt his hand on her back, pressing her closer to his lips. Joe placed his hand on the back of her and pulled her lips closer to his. When his lips brushed hers she felt a tremor slightly surge through her. He pressed his lips harder on hers and she opened her mouth when his tongue traced across her lips. Slowly Joy moved her tongue to meet his probing tongue. Their tongues touched, the slight movements of their tongues exploring each others mouth. Joy could not help herself and moaned as he pressed further in her mouth. She felt his hand glide down her spine sending little shocks up her back as he slowly went down. Joy tightened her arm around his neck when his hand touched her tight ass and moaned again. She felt the wetness in her boy shorts growing. "Oh god, this feels so good," she thought as Joe traced his fingers down her crack. They held the embrace several minutes before Joy had to break their kiss and take a deep gasp of breath; her body feeling the effects of his kiss. Laying in his arms, she felt safe and wanted this to never end. As he held her in his arms, he felt her chest heaving against his chest and he felt her heart beating. "That site you were looking at slave, it may be okay for reference, but it is not going to be the way I will be training you as my slave," Joe whispered. What you need to understand babe is that there is no set way to train your slave or submissive. What works for one does not always work for another each master or dominant will have his on way of training his slave or submissive to mold her the way he wants and needs her to be. "Oh Joe, I just needed to find out what you meant by punishment, that's all," Joy meekly replied. "Later I will give you some sites that I want you to look at. They will explain what is expected of you as my slave," he told her adding, "right now, we have to get ready for class." "Hmm, can't we just stay here all day? My only class isn't until later and we are only doing study hall to go over mid terms. Besides, if you say yes I will make you breakfast," Joy offered and batted her eyes at him. "Well, I do have a study session later. However, I can't refuse a home cooked breakfast, now can I?" Joe answered back. Hearing that he was willing to stay, Joy wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him hard. A broad smile on her face as she jumped up from the bed. "Oh, slave, remove your boy shorts. You will cook my breakfast naked," Joe ordered her for the first time. "But Joe," Joy turned to look at him with terror filled eyes, "I will be cooking bacon," Joy whined a bit. "Bacon hmmm, you can wear an apron. But keep that sexy ass exposed," he replied, his face looking serious. "But what about my roommates? They might come in and I don't want them seeing my naked ass," Joy whined. "Yes, that will be a problem. However, they might like it and get naked as well," Joe said adding, "Oh my God, babe, you should see the look on your face right now." Joe smirked, "I am kidding, slave. I want to explore those lovely toffee kisses of yours and there is no way I want those marred. I don't share well, here put this on," Joe said tossing her his t-shirt from last night. Joy arched her well manicured brow at Joe, telling him without words that she didn't find it funny at all. Quickly pulling the t-shirt over her head and down her body. Looking down as it reached her mid thigh. Joe sat on the bed speechless when he saw what she looked like in his t-shirt. He didn't think he had ever seen a t-shirt look so sexy! Just looking at her wearing it, made his cock twitch. Giving her an evil smile Joe told her, "Hand over the panties," the look on his face told Joy just how serious he was. As Joy reached under the shirt to pull the boy shorts off, Joe stopped her and told her to go slow and to lift the the shirt up some because he wanted a show. "Now lower those boy shorts down those awesome toffee thighs. Next time I tell you to remove your panties you will do it instantly! Never hide what's mine from me, slave!" Joy could tell how serious he was by the tone of his voice, "Okay, Joe," she meekly replied. "That is another thing we need to discuss, slave. This is lesson number one. When we are alone or in private you will always address me as Master or Sir. When we are out in public it will be Yes, Joe," Joe sternly told her adding, "Understand slave?" "Yes, Sir," she replied. "Now slave, your Master wants a show. Remove those shorts," he added. Joy was nervous and shaking like a leaf as she reached under the t shirt grasping the waist band of her shorts. "Go slow and lift up that shirt above your waist. I want a sexy show from you," he told her. "Yes, Sir," Joy said as she raised the t-shirt slowly up her thighs. Her legs parted slightly as the shirt slowly uncovered her body. Tilting his head, Joe saw the nervous smile on her lips as her fingers slid under the waist band of her shorts. Pushing one side down , Joy looked over at Joe and saw the effect she was having on him. Her smile widened as she pushed the other side down while giving her hips an exaggerated wiggle. Joy slowly pushed them inch by inch teasing him with her movements. His cock was throbbing as he watched her little show. As her boy shorts touched her knees Joy tuned her body sideways, quickly bending over, pushing them to the floor. With a wide smile she wiggled her ass and as she straightened up, the shirt fell over her ass. She flashed a smile at him as she walked to the kitchen to start breakfast. Joe sat there on her bed, his cock straining against the fabric of his shorts. Shaking his head, Joe tried to clear the image of her wiggling her ass at him from his head. Standing up, Joe walked to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face and tried to catch his breath. Joe thought about how close he had come to almost losing her a few short hours ago and now she was cooking breakfast for him wearing his shirt. Joe sat at the kitchen table watching as Joy quickly worked around the kitchen as she cooked for him, her naked pussy on display each time she bent over to grab a pan or get something out of the fridge. Joy was so into what she was doing that she didn't realize she was giving Joe another cock hardening show. While Joy flipped pancakes, Joe couldn't help himself. He came up behind her and placed his hands over her breasts and gave them a hard squeeze. When she felt his hands squeeze her breasts she let out a sultry moan then shivered when Joe applied more pressure. Joy pushed her firm ass back against Joe's hard cock grinding into him as if her body knew what she wanted and needed even if her head told her otherwise. "Easy, slave. We don't want to start anything you aren't ready to finish. I just needed to touch you," he moaned into her ear, his cock getting a little harder from her grinding into him. Hearing his words, Joy let out a soft sigh as he cursed his lack of control when it came to her . Thinking it was for the best, Joe snagged a piece of bacon off a paper towel and popped half into his mouth teasingly ordering Joy to open wide then popped the other half into her mouth. Telling her, "I'm starving," his eyes feasting on the pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausages and cut up fresh fruit,allowing his eyes to wander from her pink painted toe nails up to her mussed hair adding, "Everything looks yummy." Love Don't Run Ch. 03 By: Hisangelbeauty and Ropetease copyright 2011 * Joe looked at the feast she had on the table, trying to remember the last time he had such a good breakfast. Joe noticed she wasn't eating and was just watching him when he picked up a pear slice off his plate with one hand then pulled her chair closer to him with the other. He recalled their breakfast in the cafeteria and how she picked at her food. Hell, if he was honest she really hadn't taken more than a few bites that day. Raising the pear to her mouth, running it across her lips, and touched the fruit to her lips telling her to open wide. He noticed the juices coating her plump lips. Joy opened her mouth and let him push the fruit inside her mouth. She loved the way Joe teased her with the pear. It amazed her that feeding someone could be so erotic or make her feel this sexy. The look in his eyes made her heart start to pound painfully in her chest. "Lets play a game, Joy. If you guess right, you get a kiss. Guess wrong, I get to spank that tight ass later, okay?" Joe teasingly said. "Sure Joe, lets play your game," she replied, thinking to herself that was going to be easy. Pushing his chair away from the table Joe stood up then walked back into her bedroom to get his duffel bag. When he returned she watched him open the duffel bag then take out a red bandanna. Turning towards her with it in his hand, she saw the little smile and glint in his eyes. "You didn't think I would it make it easy on you, do you?" he jokingly said. Walking up behind her Joe placed the bandanna over her eyes and tied it around the back of her head. Joe let his hands touch her shoulders and felt her shudder under his touch. He heard the giggle from her as he walked back to his chair and sat down. Joy sat in her chair waiting for him to start. Picking up a piece of bacon he placed it in her mouth, "What do you taste?" He asked her. "Bacon," she replied with a moan. "Yes, it was bacon," Joe said, leaning over giving her a kiss on the lips. "Mmm," Joy moaned thinking this wasn't bad so far. Picking up a small piece of scrambled egg, he dipped in it syrup, "Just taste with your tongue, don't bite it yet." Joy stuck her tongue out as Joe rubbed the egg on her tongue, "Pancake," she said. She heard Joe chuckle then say, "Nope, you're wrong. You will get a swat later." "It was pancake. I tasted the syrup," Joy protested. "Nope. I dipped the egg in the syrup," Joe told her. Joy scrunched up her nose at hearing it was egg dipped in syrup, then thought that this was going to be more difficult for her if he was going to keep playing the game like this. She was starting to like his game, even if it meant getting spanked later. Joy felt the slight puddling of her juices on her chair. Joe teased her some more with different foods, changing the flavors and textures. Joy got some right and a lot more wrong. She squirmed in her chair thinking that her ass might be sore before long, but the kisses he gave her were making her wetter by the minute. He saw her slightly squirming in her chair as her hardened nipples pushed against his t-shirt. Her breathing deepened after each of his kisses. He noticed that after each answer she spread her legs wider and her hips slightly slid forward in the chair. The t-shirt riding up her thighs higher with each movement, slowly her glistening wet pussy was exposed. He loved the fact that she kept her pussy bare. His cock was straining in his shorts and he knew he would have to end this game soon. "Two more chances to guess what it is. First, pull your shirt up around your waist. I want to see more of my wet pussy," Joe told her. "Yes, Sir," Joy replied, raising the t-shirt around her waist. "Open your mouth and tell me what you taste," he said as he placed the tip of a strawberry against her lips. "Mmm, strawberry," Joy moaned His cock twitched hard in his shorts and he had to swallow a groan. When he saw her tongue curl over her bottom lip touching her chin for a drop of the strawberry juice. Knowing that soon she would be licking his cock the same way. "Right again, my slave. Ready for your last taste," Joe asked her. "Yes Joe, I'm ready," Joy giggled, adding, "Where is my kiss, Joe? I answered it right." "Soon slave, real soon," Joe told her as he pulled her out her chair and sat her down on his lap. Joy felt his hard cock on her ass as her weight settled on him. "Oohh," Joy gasped. Before Joy could say thing else Joe grabbed her hair tilting her head back pressing his lips hard on her open mouth. Allowing his tongue to explore her open mouth, flicking his tongue along hers making Joy press her lips harder against his lips. Her hips began moving involuntary on his lap. Joe released his grasp of her head as he pulled his lips away from her mouth. Her deep gasp for breath mixed with a deep moan showed just how turned on she was. "What was that last taste, slave?" Joe asked her. "You, Sir," she whispered, already missing his tongue in her mouth. All he did remember was her chocolate brown eyes staring into his. Joe enjoyed the food tasting game, spanking Joy was going to be wonderful. But his real motive had been to make sure Joy actually ate something to give her energy for the spanking she was going to receive later Cuddling her in his arms, Joe began to feed her breakfast despite her protest of not really being hungry. Joy leaned back into him allowing him to feed her after he tightened his hold around her waist. Her slight moans of pleasure after each bite made Joe's cock twitch against her ass even more. He let Joy rest her head on his shoulder for a few minutes as he held her in his arms. Joe could feel the wetness from her pussy seeping onto his boxer covered thighs. Smiling to himself, he collected a small amount of her juices on his fingers. Bringing his fingers up to his lips, he tasted her sweet nectar for the first time. Placing his other finger on her lips, he asked her, "What do you taste now, slave?" Joy sucked his finger in her mouth as her tongue licked the tip tasting the slightly sweet and salty flavors not really sure she liked the taste, "Hmm you Joe," she answered. "No slave, that isn't me you're tasting. It is your own wetness on your lips and I have to say you taste wonderful. I can easily see it becoming my favorite food." Joy blushed at Joe saying her essence could become his favorite food and was rather stunned to hear she had tasted herself. Joy was also slightly relieved to hear that it was her own flavor, even if she still wasn't sure she liked the taste. Picking her up in his arms and carrying her in to her bedroom laying her down on her back, Joe trailed his fingers down her body making her tremble under his touch. Joy found herself parting her thighs as his fingers trailed along her overly sensitive skin towards her hot wanting sex. As his hands moved closer to the top of her slit, Joy felt a small wave of nervousness flow through her body. Her hands moved trying to intercept him from touching her pussy. She wanted him desperately to touch her pussy, but she was afraid also. "Slave," Joe admonished as he grasped her hands in his, "You need to listen to me for a minute. I don't want you to fight me on this. I don't want to tie you down, so just keep your hands up near your head understand me?" "Yes, Joe," Joy replies. "Slave, that is Sir or Master to you! I have been very lenient with that so far but I won't be any longer," Joe told her in a stern voice. Joy's sharp intake of breath was very telling to Joe as he got closer to her wet pussy. Joe wanted desperately to lick her wet pussy with his tongue as his fingers parted her swollen pussy lips. Her moans of pleasure were getting deeper as he dragged the tip of his finger over her clit. Her hips moved slightly under his fingers as she grasped the sheets on the bed then started to scoot up the bed trying to get away from tingling sensations Joe's finger caused to run throughout her sweat covered body. "Be still, slave," Joe growled out as he smacked her on her left breast causing Joy to yell out his name. "That's Sir or Master, slave!" Joe growled, smacking her right breast to get his point across. "Yes, Sir," Joy hissed out as the pain from the slapping spread across her breasts. Joy couldn't believe how much his slapping her breasts turned her on. Yes it hurt, but it wasn't overly painful as she could feel more juices puddling under her. Part of Joy wanted to beg Joe to fuck her, she was just that turned on by the things he did and how he made her feel. Joe could feel and see the slickness between her thighs as he placed his palm over her warm sex. Sitting at her side, his mind tortured him with visions of his cock sliding in and out of her tight toffee center. The contrast of their skin tones making his already painfully hard cock even harder. Joe felt the tip of his cock become wet. Looking down, a small stain appeared on his boxers. Reaching down to the opening of his boxers he pulled his hard cock free. Wrapping his hand around his hard shaft, he gave it a squeeze watching another drop of pre-cum form on the tip. Running his other finger over the drop, he smoothed it over the head of his cock. How he wanted her hand doing this to him soon. Looking over at Joy laying on the bed her eyes still covered by the blindfold, her lower lip sucked deep in her mouth as his other hand continued to rub her wet slit. Moving his wet finger towards her lips, "Open your mouth, slave," Joe told her as he held his finger close. Joy opened her mouth slightly allowing him to place his finger on her lip. Her tongue darting out to lick her lip as he rubbed it across. "Ooo, it is still you I taste, Joe," she moaned, adding, "It's a little more salty than before." "What you just tasted baby was my essence, a drop of my cum," He told her. Joy felt his finger slide a little deeper and she hungrily sucked his finger. "Ooo, mmm, Joe," she moaned a little louder. Joe took his hand away from her wet pussy and slapped her left breast hard. "Ouch!" Joy screamed. Her hand almost went to cover her sore breast and she thought she had better not. "That slap was for not saying 'Sir', slave." "Sorry, Joo, Sir," she replied, almost making the same mistake again. Joe placed his hand back between her soaked thighs cupping her pussy getting more of her juices on his fingers. Breaking contact from her pussy he brought his wet fingers to her lips. "Now, slave, what do you taste?" He asked as he placed the wet fingers on her lips. Joy quickly sucked his finger deep in her mouth thinking it was the same taste as before. This time it wasn't the same, this time it had a sweet less salty taste. Hesitating just a second she answered, "You, Sir." "Nope not this time, slave. You have just tasted your own juices again,"Joe told her, adding, "I told you before you taste great." What Joy did not see was the huge smile Joe had on his face. Leaning closer to her face he reached up and lifted the blindfold that covered her eyes. It took several seconds for her eyes to focus on his face. Joy knew he meant business when she looked into his light brown eyes and saw the specks of gold in them staring back at her. What she saw in their depths she did not like. Gone was the tender smile and longing in his eyes. His eyes had taken a darker glow, something sinister lurked in them making her body shudder uncontrollably. "Sit up on the bed, slave. You are not going to like what I have to say right now," He told her in a stern tone. Joy placed her hands on the bed pushing her self up to a sitting position and lowered her head. She felt his fingertips lift her chin. "Slave, it pains me to no end but I have to punish you for last night. I had hoped it would be awhile before I had to do this to you. You have to understand what is about to happen must be done," Joe told her, his eyes looking deep into hers. "Yes Sir, I understand," Joy only managed to say it in a whisper. Her breath caught in her throat, never had she felt such pain in her heart as she did at this moment knowing she was the cause of the disappoint on Joe's face. Joe went on explaining why he had to punish her for her actions and those actions would not be taken lightly. "Do you understand what I am telling you, my slave? Yes, you're my slave now. You belonged to me from the moment you asked me to train you to be my slave and I accepted. You had no right to disrespect or dismiss me the way you did," he told her adding, "Now stand up. Remove the t-shirt, slave. You will not need any clothes from this moment on for the rest of today." "Yes Sir," Joy said as she turned her body, her legs going over the side of the bed. Hesitantly she stood up on wobbly legs. He watched as her hands grasped the bottom of the shirt as she lifted it up her body and over her head. She held the shirt in her hands. "Drop it to the floor, slave," Joe commanded and watched the shirt fall from her hands. Joy wanted to cover her nakedness, but she kept her hands by her sides lowering her head. For the second time today she stood totally naked in front of Joe. This time was different than before. This time she did not want to be naked in front of him and her pussy betrayed her by clenching tight, forcing some of her juices to flow down her thighs. Joe stood up in front of her and wrapped his arms around her body hugging her tight. Pulling her head back by her hair, Joe lowered his lips down and kissed her hard. Joy responded by arching her body towards his body. She felt his hard cock press into her stomach as he held her in his embrace. Joy wanted this to never end. He played her body like a finely tuned violin, giving her so many new sensations that she had never felt before. At this moment she was ready to let him do anything he wanted to do to her and she would gladly let him. Breaking his kiss, stepping back away from her, "Stand with your hands behind your back, slave," Joe ordered. "Yes, Sir," she replied as her hands went behind her back. Joe raised his hands back up to her blindfold on her forehead and pulled it back over her eyes, sending her back into darkness. Joy stood still as her body began to shake just a bit as Joe walked away from her. She heard him search through his bag looking for something, her senses on overload as she felt his hand grasp her wrists in his. The soft feel of another scarf circled her crossed wrists as he tightened the scarf knotting it out of reach of her fingers. Joe still standing behind her placed his hands on her shoulders sliding them down her bound arms. "Ooo, mmm," a deep moan escaped from her lips as she tried to arch her ass towards his body. Joe felt her bound hands touch his stomach, her fingertips tracing around his bellybutton trying to touch his cock. Joe stepped back away from her just as she brushed against his waist band. Joy's moans of desperation filled the room. Standing away from her, Joe pushed the boxers down his legs, kicking them away. His hard cock standing straight out no longer confined. Joy stood there trembling as Joe ran his hand over her ass as he walked by her. She heard him sit down on the bed. Reaching out to her Joe grasped her hips and pulled her closer to him guiding her to one side of his knees. "You will lean forward slave, and place your body over my knees. Don't worry, I will not let you fall," he promised. Joy slowly walked the few feet it took to bump into Joe's knees. Then with Joe's guidance, Joy laid her body over Joe's muscular thighs and started to shake with anticipation as Joe placed his hand on the curve of her ass. Joy suddenly squirmed as she felt his bare skin on hers and realized that he had removed his boxers. His hard cock was resting on her stomach for the first time. She felt her thighs get wetter as his heart beat pulsed up his cock. All Joy could do was wait and wonder how bad her punishment would be. She knew Joe had been right about the way she had spoken to him earlier. Closing her eyes, she was ready to accept what punishment he felt she deserved. Joy was willing to accept any punishment Joe was going to give her as long as the hurt look on his face disappeared. She wanted the look he had at breakfast as they played his game. A single tear fell from her eye and flowed down her cheek before Joe even struck her. Joe laid his hand on her quivering ass and marveled at the contrast of his pale hand on her mahogany ass. As his hand rested on her ass he felt her muscles tighten under his hand. Joe slowly rubbed his hand over her ass as he told her, "You will count each slap and say, 'Thank you Sir, one Sir' and so on for each slap. If you fail to count each slap I will start over. Understand, slave?" "Yes, Sir. I will thank you for each slap and count," Joy replied. Taking a deep breathe, Joe ran his hand along Joy's spine and ass, reluctant to actually punish her. He could feel her body shake as his hand traced along her skin. Grasping her tied hands tight in one hand, he raised his other. He felt her tense just as the first blow rained down against her ass. Joy jumped at the blow that landed on her left ass cheek, "Thank you Sir, One Sir," she cried out. Joe raised his hand again striking the right ass cheek harder, the blow sounding louder than the last. Gritting her teeth Joy hissed, "Thank you Sir, two Sir." Without giving her time to recover Joe slapped her ass hard three times in quick succession. "Goddd," Joy screamed out, "Thank you Sir, five Sir!" Joe felt the heat starting on her ass as he rubbed her ass and heard the soft moan from her throat. Just when Joy thought it was over, Joe slapped the sweet spot just under her ass cheeks really hard 4 times. Joy tried to hold back the scream but it was no use as she flailed on his knees. Her legs trying to curl up to protect her ass and her body weight resting on his cock. "Oh fuck, that hurts, Joe! Nine, Sir!" Joy yelled adding, "Thank you Sir, nine Sir!" Joy was taking deep heavy breathes, her almond shaped brown eyes flowing with tears, her ass was on fire and her thighs were soaked. She let her feet fall back to the floor as Joe rubbed his hand over her red hot ass. His touch seemed to cool the pain, but the fire between her thighs grew hotter. Using his hand, Joe parted her legs and cool air flowed up her slit. He still held her bound hands keeping her still as he felt her push her stomach harder on his cock. With her legs parted, Joe raised his hand up and swung down hard between her legs striking her swollen pussy lips. She would have stood up if it wasn't for his hand holding her wrists crying out, "Thank you Sir, Ten Sir! Oh my god Sir!" Just as the last words escaped her mouth, Joe rubbed her clit hard with his fingers. Joy responded to his touch by raising her ass higher seeking his probing fingers. Joy's stomach began to tighten, a feeling she never felt before as her juices flowed from her pussy onto his waiting fingers. Her breathing became short gasps as her pussy walls spasmed and a wave started to build. Noticing how close she was, Joe stopped rubbing her pussy and her whine of desperation filled his ears. "Not yet, slave," he told her removing his hand. "Your punishment is over, slave," Joe told her as he leaned over, running his tongue from her spine to her curve of her ass, licking the sweat from her body. While cooling some of the heat radiating off of her ass from the spanking, "This is for pleasure, slave," Joe whispered to her. Gently he helped her up from his lap and set her knees on the floor. Leaning over to her head, Joe licked a salty tear that fell from under her blindfold. He noticed her tear stained face and felt sorry he had to punish her as he did. Love Don't Run Ch. 03 Joy's mouth opened into a perfect O when she felt Joe's tongue on her cheek licking her tears away so gently. Breathing heavily as his tongue trailed down to the side of her neck, she couldn't help but close her eyes and whimper from beneath the blindfold as Joe began to suck on her neck. Joy's heaving breast caught Joe's attention. Taking one of her breasts in his hand, he had an evil thought. Deciding to first lick her hard nipples one at a time, alternating between them which caused the pulse in her neck to jump. Done with pleasuring Joy for the moment, Joe raised his hand and being to slap each of her breasts. He didn't slap her hard enough to hurt her badly, but hard enough that when she laid on her stomach or put on a shirt that she would have sensations with each jiggle or wiggle they would make. Joy could feel the heat coming off of her breasts along with a slight stinging pain with each slap as Joe would smack her breasts. Joy tensed her body so hard she began to shiver. After a few hard slaps Joe stopped, looking at the imprint his hand had left over her large breast. Using his hand he traced around the raised welts causing Joy to shiver and let out a gasp. Standing up by the side of her bed looking down on her kneeling body, he moved his towards her face and lightly let his fingers drag down the side of her face. Joy tilted her head towards his touch. In a light loving tone Joe told her, "Joy, you are mine now." Then he asked her, "Are you ready for this?" Joe reached around to the back of her head pulling the knot of her blindfold over her head. Her eyes slowly focused as Joe's naked image came into view. Her eyes stared at his hard cock just inches in front of her face. His cock looked so huge and her eyes became as large as saucers as her body began to shake at the thought of his cock going inside her. All Joy wanted to do when she first saw the size of Joe's cock was to clamp her thighs closed to keep him out. Joe continued running his fingers through her hair as she stared at his cock. After staring at his cock for what seemed like hours, Joy began to think it looked rather pretty with throbbing veins along the shaft after a while. Joy wanted to reach out and touch it with her fingers, but Joe left her hands tied behind her back. Joy felt his hand on the back of her head as he slightly pushed her head closer to his cock. His musky aroma filtered up her nose as the tip of his cock came closer. Joe held his cock in his other hand, rubbing the tip across her lips. Her tongue slipped between her lips and she tasted his cock for the first time. She felt a flow of wetness down her inner thighs. Taking the head of his cock he rubbed along the side of her face and she gave a little moan from her throat "Open your mouth, slave," Joe told her as he rubbed the tip on her lips again. Joy's mouth slowly opened as the tip pressed against her lips... Love Don't Run Finally she admitted to herself, "Yes, I think I am his from now on!" A huge smile crossed her face as they went inside the cafeteria and people saw them walking hand in hand. They got the their food and found a table to sit. Joe sat his tray down on the table and pulled a chair out for Joy to sit down. God, twenty four hours ago he did not know I existed, now I am having breakfast with him and he makes me feel like I am the only girl in his life now. She had to tell him he was right about her, her being submissive and not even knowing she was till he told her she was. How did he know? "Joe, I need to tell you something. Last night when you came and got me away from those guys, I felt safe with you. When we danced together I did not know what I was feeling when you spanked my ass. When you said I was a submissive/slave deep down inside, I was scared at hearing those words. But after you left last night, I did some research about submissive/slaves. It described me almost to a T. How did you know? You just met me for the first time that morning!" "Babe," he chuckled, "I knew the instant I spanked that sexy tight round ass of yours. The way you reacted to it. The way you looked last night as we talked outside your door. When I asked for your cell phone, you did not hesitate one second. You just handed it to me. When I called and heard your voice, it told me all I needed to know about you." Joy sat there, a look of shock on her face. Her mind racing with what he just said. "Do you think it was a chance encounter that we bumped into each other yesterday?" Joe asked her. Joy took a second before answering, "Yes, I do think that. Why?" "Well, I have something to tell you. It was not a chance encounter we bumped. I purposely walked up as you turned into me. I have been looking for you for some time." Joe said to her. Joy felt a little shaken as she listened to him tell her that the meeting was planned by him. "Joy, we have met before. It was the first day of school. I was the guy behind you at the book exchange when you and a friend were talking excitedly about being in college and away from home for the first time in ages. You didn't really notice me then. I was going to say something to you but my friend called me over to the isle he was in. When I returned you had already left the store. When I saw your eyes and heard your laughter that day I felt this pull towards you. I knew I had to make you mine. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since that day. Every time I saw a girl that I thought was you, I would get a good look at them and I would realize they weren't you. Yesterday when I saw you talking to your friend I thought, yes I found her! I had been looking for you since that day at the book exchange. So yeah, I had to see if it was really you. I had to know if what I felt that day at the book exchange was real or a fluke. Not only did I get the same feeling again when I touched you, but later at the party I knew I had found my other half. Then it all fell into place and now we are here having breakfast together." Not knowing what to make of what Joe just said to her, Joy started to question in her head if she had been set up to be groped by his frat brothers. Looking straight into her eyes, Joe's tone changed, his voice grew harsh with anger, "No! I know what you are thinking. It's written all over your face. I did not have the guys do that to you it was all I could do not to rip their heads off for even daring to dance that close to you. Let alone touch you in ways that I wanted to be touching you. Why do you think the guy leaving the house today called you shorty and ran off as fast as he did? It was because when I got back home I let them all know you were off limits and that I would expose their vital organs to daylight if any one of them dared to touch you the way they had last night again ." Joy took a few minutes to absorb what he had told her. She thought that yes, she had felt something when his hand touched hers yesterday while he helped pick up her books. Then last night when he came to her rescue when the other guys boxed her in. How he took control of her when they danced. Joe watched her face as she thought about what he had told her. Joy was picking at her breakfast. "Baby, I know we just met, but will you let me show you who and what you are?" Joe asked. Joy did not really know what to make of what Joe had told her and she knew she wanted him. Reaching out for his hand to tell him yes, she noticed his face grimace. Seconds later a perky little red head wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a kiss to his lips. Joy sat in her chair stunned at the nerve of this skinny bitch intruding on them. Cursing under her breath for forgetting about his reputation as a player. The nerve of this girl coming up and kissing him in front of her like she did not exist was like a glass of ice water being thrown in her face. Joy could not believe how happy she had allowed herself to be when he walked into the cafeteria holding her hand. Joy stood up from the table and started to walk away. Trying to hold back the tears that were close to spilling down her cheeks. Quickly walking away from the table, she heard Joe call out her name. Joy ignored him as she kept walking until he grabbed her arm. He spun her around and looked into her eyes. Trying to control the rage boiling inside her she said, "Your red head bimbo wants you, go and sit with her. I know when I am not wanted." Joe, stunned by her out burst, told her angrily, "That red head bimbo as you called her is not mine! If you had stayed long enough you would have heard me tell her to get lost, or I would not be chasing you right now! Look baby girl, I am no saint. You knew that." "I can't deal with this. Yes, I know you are no saint as you put it. And I also know that I am out of my league with you. Your play thing coming up and kissing you made that crystal to me. So why don't you go back to that," she said as she looked over at the redhead with contempt, "I will pretend like this between us never happened." Joe Instead of getting angry, tilted her head back and kissed her hard wanting to brand her as his. He knew she was just scared. "I want you! Make no mistake on this, I always get what I want!" Joe told her. "I need time to make sense of all the things you told me. I'm not sure if I'm ready for what you want, Joe. From the looks of it, you need the time as well!" Joy angrily told him when she could breathe again. "You're scared babe," Joe told her while stroking the side of her face adding, "I understand that. I will give you time, but not much. It took me too damn long to find you to let you get away now. I will take care of the ex. Just remember this, don't make me come after you again." Joe was true to his word and he gave Joy time of sorts. He felt she was worth waiting for, even if it made him the foulest person in the frat house to be around. When one week turned into four, Joe was ready to go claim his woman. Time be damned. Joy spent the time away from Joe reading and learning more about herself. At the end of the fourth week, she knew she couldn't deny it anymore. She wanted him and she would fight for him if she had to. Unable to sleep, Joy stared at the programmed number on her cell phone and hit the send button. "Baby Girl?" "Joe, I think," she hesitated, then added barely above a whisper, "I think I'm ready to be yours. Will you teach me to be your slave?"