0 comments/ 101308 views/ 35 favorites Seigneurial dues By: Eclaire21 Allison was naked on the bed. Her hands were lashed together and her tight little ass was thrust upward behind her. Her hair fell untidily around her face on either side of big, longing eyes. She was looking up – presumably at her husband Alex – with an expression both sheepish and sensual. This was a sexy picture indeed. The next picture showed her spreading her pussy, hands now tied behind her head, then finally breathless with her hair tangled and a look of post-coital satisfaction on her pretty twenty-one year old face. I immediately got wood looking at Allison's inviting body; she was a hot girl and I had always wondered what she looked like naked. I was amazed at my good fortune to have found her nude pictures in my email inbox that morning. I was no friend of Allison's, but it seemed her husband had accidentally included me, the couple's landlord, in this most private of emails. Alex's message was: "I can't believe you let me take these, see attached!" I guess he meant to send them to Allison after a romantic evening. I could see the inside of the apartment they rented from me behind Allison's naked and bound body. I felt my dick getting hard as I looked at Allison's naked body, and began to play with myself idly as I looked at the photos. "Suck my dick, slut" I mouthed to myself, and rubbed my shaft hard while looking at Allison's delicious little tits and ass. What a sexy little slut! I came almost immediately there in my office, and knew in the moment afterward that I needed to somehow have my way with Allison. "The bitch would love it," I reasoned to myself as I thought a plan over in my head. When she signed her lease, Allison had written "school librarian" in for her occupation. She fit the quiet, socially proper stereotype too, but her nervous submissiveness in these photos betrayed her; it clearly came very naturally to her to be dominated sexually. Allison's husband Alex was a sissy though: always too polite. My bet was that it didn't feel natural to him to put his girl on the bottom in these pictures. In every picture I had seen today, Allison's longing face wanted more than she seemed to be getting. If I wanted to have my way with Allison, Alex would not seriously stand in my way; I could make myself the alpha wolf here. That night I wrote the following message: "Allison and Alex, Very nice photos. I enjoyed them so much, several times in fact. If you don't want your friends, your coworkers and most of the internet to enjoy these images as well, I suggest you let me have a little more of what I've seen. I will be over tomorrow night at ten. You had better both be ready to give me what I want!" I attached my favorite photo, just to show that I had the photos, and hit "send." Allison and Alex had a lot of college debt, and both had just started jobs that depended on their reputations. Given their circumstances, I trusted they would be compliant – plus I guessed that Allison at least might secretly enjoy herself. The next night I drove over at 10:30, a little late just to make Allison squirm. I knew the girl who looked so submissive in those photos would secretly love being forced to take cock from a stranger, and I wanted her nervous little pussy as wet as possible. I pounded on the front door, then put my key in the door and let myself in; I am after all the landlord here, so I had my own. Alex was in the process of opening the door – I was amazed he was even here, let alone opening the door for me – he gave me a stiff greeting and left, banging the door behind him. Clearly he didn't want to be there for what I was about to do to Allison, but was too afraid of my blackmail to let me know what he thought. What a pussy! He deserved what was happening to him – I hoped he knew that somewhere deep inside. Either way though, I was alone in an apartment I owned with a girl I now also owned, and she would have to do exactly what I said. It was a bit dark in the apartment though, and Allison was nowhere to be seen. "Come out, slut!" I yelled and Allison stepped shyly forward from the bedroom. To my surprise she was dressed sexily for my arrival in a black thong, black fishnets and a black strapless bra. She stood taller than usual in high-heeled black shoes, and her hair was already pulled back into submissive little schoolgirl pigtails. Her petite little body looked amazing. I had never fucked a girl half my age, and had almost forgotten how hot such a young woman could look. I already wanted to fuck her senseless as I saw her slowly walking down the hall toward me. I figured Allison must have changed hurriedly for me in back as Alex was storming out. She looked afraid, but was visibly aroused; she was gently tonguing and biting her lower lip, and moving her hips nervously. "Bitch, you will kneel in front of me," I said, and Allison, still silent, kneeled on the carpet before me and breathed gasping, nervous breaths. "You are going to do exactly what I say all night tonight," I told her, "and you will call me Master." You are my slut tonight, and my word is your command. You will not complain, and you will be perfectly obedient. You know what will happen if you aren't. Is that understood?" She looked up at me, her face less than a foot from the bulging cock inside my pants. I had already seen those obedient, nervous eyes looking up at me on my computer screen, but they looked even hungrier tonight. "Yes Master," she answered breathily, and hung her head. "Then suck my cock." I said. She undid my belt and zipper, and my huge, engorged cock sprung out and, with a deep thrust, went straight into her open mouth. I grabbed her by the neck and a pigtail, fucking her face hard. If Allison had any ideas that I would go easy, those thoughts were clearly evaporating as my cock rammed the back of her throat. Suddenly I grabbed both of her pigtails and pulled her face down hard over my cock, exploding burst after burst of hut cum into the back of her throat. I squeezed her tit and slid my dick out of her mouth. She was holding my cum in her mouth I saw, seeming confused about what to do with it. My first thought was just to say "swallow, bitch," but I had another idea. "Did that make you horny?" I asked. She nodded. "Did you like having my dick in your mouth?" She nodded again, looking down now. "Does that make you want to rub your slutty pussy?" Allison kept nodding shamefully. "Well spit in your hand, bitch," I said. Allison opened her mouth and cum mixed with saliva dripped out into a big sticky pool in her hand. She gulped, swallowing the residue, and stared shamefully at her sticky prize. "That's your lubricant bitch," I said, "Rub it into your cunt." She looked up at me, scared and confused; "Master," she begged, "Please, I'm not using anything..." I cut her off angrily: "If you think I'm using protection on a little slut like you, you're mistaken, now cum for me, or you know what happens." She looked scared, but still was aching to touch herself. Suddenly Allison plunged her hand into her thong, rubbing my cum into her soaking pussy. She worked it in hungrily, humping her hand and moaning with the pent up desire she was only now allowed to release. She moaned for a while and came, rubbing my semen up into her cunt, and finishing only as she thrust two cum-soaked fingers deep inside her belly. She then looked up at me ashamed, but still with a submissively vacant look in her eyes. "I bet you never come that way for your boyfriend, slut," I said. "You need a real master to use you as the bitch you are." "Yes, Master," she said, then added more quietly: "you are right Master." I felt relieved, but still horny as hell to see her kneeling down there and agreeing with me; I decided to have some fun in a different way. "Stand up slut," I ordered; Allison dutifully stood up. I wanted to see her naked body, so I ordered her to remove her bra. She did it, and showed me the perky little tits on her petite hundred-pound body, they popped out as her bra dropped on the floor. Her erect, elegant little nipples seemed to reach out for me. I then ordered her to remove her thong, and she turned around, lowering it over her sexy little ass, which she thrust out toward me. As Allison bent over, I suddenly grabbed one of her hanging tits and stuck my index finger into her outstretched asshole. "You're my slut," I growled at her. "I can do whatever I want, but you... you actually like it, don't you slut?" "You even like this don't you," I added as I stuck a second finger into her tight ass. "Yes master" she panted obediently, and stuck her ass out further, plunging my fingers in up to the second knuckle. I then suddenly released her and finished stripping off her thong from around her ankles. Allison gasped and was standing in front of me now, naked except for her shoes and stockings. She was beautifully petite: thin but with great curves. Her brown pigtails matched the well-trimmed but dripping-wet hair on her pussy. I really wanted to have her again, but first I had some things to do. "I'm going to make you look the part of being my slut, understood bitch?" Allison nodded, then muttered "yes Master." I Picked up a bag I had brought and pulled out a pink dog collar, then reached out and put it around her slender, white neck. I clipped a lead onto it, grabbed my bag and pulled her without explanation toward the bathroom. I then grabbed her by the collar and held her head forcibly under the bath tap. Allison gasped as I ran cold water over her head, so I pulled her head down onto the tub floor and spanked her milky-white ass, leaving red marks. She cried out in pain and stopped struggling. Once she subsided, I handed her a razor and said "Shave." Allison obediently sat on the closed toilet and methodically shaved off all her pubic hair, leaving a pink, smooth little pussy just begging for me to fuck it. Allison seemed shocked and a bit scared now, but was still complying; I think she had always secretly wanted to look more slutty, but hadn't felt able to allow herself. I stroked her bare pussy tenderly once or twice, then quickly used the bathroom scissors to cut her wet, unkempt hair down to flirty bob. I thought that every time Allison's husband saw his wife's new look, he would have to think of what I did with her. I gave Allison's wet tits a squeeze and smiled at the thought. "Blow-dry your hair, then put on lipstick and makeup," I commanded. "Yes, Master" Allison said submissively and turned on her hairdryer. I went and laid down in the bedroom, and in a few minutes Allison entered. She looked like a whole new slut. Still in high heels, she now had thick, bright makeup, short hair and that great pussy: invitingly shaved just for me. I wanted to put my dick in her so bad. "Sit on my lap, slut," I said. The new Allison climbed nervously onto the bed, straddled my hips and began rubbing my erect penis up and down her pink little slit. She then lowered herself – with visible enjoyment and a satisfied gasp– onto my massive, unprotected dick. "Have you ever been filled up like that bitch?" I asked. "Never Master" she replied, as she worked my enormous cock into her tight belly and began riding it vigorously. I loved the sight of my broad shaft vanishing deep into her tiny little body. She soon drew gasping little breaths like she was about ready to cum for me a second time. Allison was enjoying this too much, and I guessed correctly that her tiny asshole had been soaked with her cunt-juice, so I pulled out and held her in place with a hand through the pink dog collar. She choked slightly, then gasped in surprise as I thrust the tip of my dick into her tight little butt. "No master" she whispered as I worked my cock slowly deeper. Her little ass was strangling my cock, and she groaned audibly in pain accommodating me. I worked my dick in and out repeatedly. "Please Master," she said, "please fuck me in my pussy." I stayed silent and just rammed her ass harder, choking her neck down cruelly with the leash; she moaned in pain, and could not avoid reaching climax at the wonderful agony of my dick tearing a deep entrance through her tiny asshole. In a few minutes when Allison finally began to scream and shudder with orgasm, I pulled out and rammed my dick back in her smooth, little pussy and came over and over, filling up her tight little belly with a hot ocean of cum. Allison moaned with the last of her climax as she rode my cock and said "Thank you Master, thank you." I looked at my cum oozing out of her pussy back onto my now flaccid member, then happened to glance up at the window where to my surprise I saw Alex peeking through a gap in the blinds! The pervert was actually secretly watching as I fucked his slut girlfriend! Now, I had really enjoyed the thought of emasculating a guy by giving his girl a great fuck, so this gave me an idea. "Come inside, pussy!" I yelled, and walked off to open the back door. He would be afraid of my blackmail too, and I decided he would be scared enough to do what I said, just like Allison was. Alex cautiously came inside, where I pushed him into the bedroom and threw him onto the bed with Allison. "You..." Alex started to protest, but I cut him off: "Pussy, I was only going to fuck this slut, but since you're such a slut too, you have to help now. Kiss my whore!" Allison was lying on the bed, her cunt and asshole soaking with my cum as it slowly trickled out of her pussy; she looked sweaty and disheveled and her makeup was now smeared. Alex climbed on the bed and tentatively kissed her – he was nervous and stiff but Allison was relaxed and dazed with the release of repeated orgasm. "Now tell her that you like that she rode my cock!" "I like it that you rode his cock." Alex muttered. He sounded ashamed, but honest, like some kid forced to confess a misdeed. "Now sissy," I said, "You are going to clean up my slut here, but first we have to dress you like a sissy. Get naked." Alex looked at Allison imploringly, but she just stared back in dazed arousal as he took his clothes off. I went in the closet and found a pair of Allison's satin panties, and a fancy, rufled cocktail dress. "Now put these on sissy or the deal's up!" Alex sullenly put on the dress and then slid the panties up underneath it. This action looked surprisingly girlish, and now he looked intangibly aroused beneath his shame and anger. The dress was so short that his satin-covered butt was just visible beneath its ruffles. "Kneel sissy," I said, "you will clean off my cock with your tongue." He kneeled, in a surprisingly feminine way, and looked again at Allison. She giggled and nodded, enjoying the humiliation of her boyfriend, who now must seem very inadequate as both protector and lover. Alex looked ashamed and started obediently licking the pussy juices and cum off of my cock. "Now sissy, clean up my bitch's cunt," I ordered, and pushed him onto the bed again, his face right up in Allison's cum-soaked pussy. Alex gasped and started dutifully licking my cum off his girlfriend's pussy, then – to my surprise – lifted her legs and started licking my cum off her gaping asshole, working his tongue inside the hole to really clean her out. I could tell he not-so-secretly liked this treatment too. What a fucking pussy! I spanked his ladybutt a few times as he lapped up all my cum. I pulled out my camera quietly as he worked. By the time Allison noticed and raised her hands to protest, I had three more pictures of this tawdry scene. I pushed Alex's head down deeper into her pussy and Allison fell back, not caring any more amid her tired pleasure. I clicked more pictures as he ate out my tired lover. While Alex was finishing, I reached behind him and tied his hands behind his back and his ankles together. I shoved a ball gag I had brought into his mouth, ending his zealous licking. "Okay bitch, you're done," I said and yanked him backward, lashing his bound limbs down to a chair at the back of the room. His legs were forcibly crossed by my ropes, making him look even more like a girl, his frilly panties showing beneath the dress. "You're going to wait there Alexa," I said. "Alexa and Allison, that has a nice ring to it... do you think so Alexa?" Alex looked up at me, fuming through the ball gag. I slapped his face and he recoiled. I then climbed back up on the bed while "Alexa" watched us with hateful obedience. I pushed myself up between Allison's legs and began to passionately kiss my new slut as she moved sensually against my body. I worked my dick inside of her nubile but reddened pussy and began gently humping her again as she kissed and caressed me. I could tell that these two sluts would be mine for a long time. And I had my own key to this place; I could come whenever I wanted. There would be nothing either of them could do about it. Seigneurial dues Ch. 02 "Ding-dong" rang the bell. I uncrossed my legs and daintily stood up, pulling the frilly pink ruffles of my nightie down over the bottom of my smooth buttocks. I walked down the hallway to the door, swaying for the first time in my brand-new pink high-heels. I bent forward to unlatch the door and pulled it open to let the tall, forty-year old man outside into my house. "Welcome master" I said in a slightly babyish voice and curtsied low, letting my white-stockinged legs bend out from under the pink and white frills of the nightie. I stood to the side, with my ass out just a bit, as I held the door open for him. The landlord came inside and handed me his coat and briefcase. I curtsied again as I took it - "thank you master," - and set both carefully in the front room. It had been a month since he had blackmailed Allison and me. I had watched through the window on that first night as he buggered my wife's face, pussy and ass. I was enraged at our situation, but so aroused. I think now that I've never known such delight as I secretly felt watching her get filled with our master's cum. When he had seen me through the window, master dragged me in to help. I knew Master was straight, but he still got wood from my willingness to submit. It made having his way with Allison all the better I think. And his pictures, always more pictures... the more we did what he said, the deeper we got down the rabbit hole. My life would be over if anyone saw me in a cocktail dress sucking his fat dick clean after he had ejaculated in my wife's pussy; with that expression of shamed arousal on my face I could hardly claim blackmail. Now he wanted me as a second slave, how could I say no? "Think it over," he had said though, for Master needed me to be a willing slave. Allison had enjoyed being forced once and – like me – had even played along; but now she was getting uncomfortable with master's repeated demands. He stopped by randomly several times a week and she had begun to cooperate only grudgingly. Master needed my help to train her for him. I hardly had to think at all about this demand; I had started to feel a deep need for my master to approve of me. Knowing Master liked me best as a pretty girl, I did all I could to please him. I went dress shopping, lingerie shopping, shoe shopping, and got my ears pierced at the mall. I waxed every hair to make my slender body silkily smooth all over, got a sexy tan, then for the final touch, I bought a long, curly, blonde wig until my real hair could grow out. I had followed his instructions for curls, frills, bows and makeup to the letter, including cutting little hole in the back of my pink satin panties. When I looked at myself in the mirror before master arrived, I looked like a sexy girl. I would have given myself an erection, but for the fact that my shaved genitals had been kinked and tucked inside my body beneath those pink panties. I began to feel very pretty and in the mood for being another one of my master's girls. Once I had put Master's things away, I kneeled in front of him in the hallway and looked up into his stern face high above me. He was six foot four and powerful, with a strong chest and just a bit of belly above the bulge in his jeans. I was slight by comparison, really seeming no more than a submissive little girl in my current attire. He reached down with his strong hand and stroked my cheek, "You look good little Alexa." I moved against his hand and breathed in deeply, pushing my ass out behind me and arching my back. Master firmly grabbed the pink dog collar I was wearing at his request and lifted me up to standing. I reached only as high as his neck, which I ventured to kiss and nibble tenderly. He ran his hands over my A-cup bra concealing its silicone tits, over the silk fabric of my nightie and down my smooth, tight belly, satisfying himself that I was girlishly smooth everywhere. A sure hand on my hip turned me around, and I pressed my frilly pink ass up against the erection in his pants. He ran his hand through my new, long, blonde hair, down the small of my back and firmly squeezed the edge of my butt. I pressed harder against his dick, feeling it press hard into my panties. "You make such a pretty girl Alexa" he said with just a note of derision. "Thank you master," I whispered, and did a little curtsy. Making eye contact briefly, I walked with him down the hall, shoes clicking and hips swaying. I led him into the bedroom where my wife Allison was fast asleep on the bed from the pill master had given me to put with her vitamins when he last came over. My wife's tiny, delicate form was completely naked on the bed. As he had requested, I had slid all her clothes off, readying Allison to better serve my Master. He reached out his finger and slipped it into my mouth. I elegantly sucked on it as he thrust it in and out. I then watched as he worked the wet finger into my wife's dry pussy; she groaned as he pumped it in and out. Then he pinched her nipple and twisted it hard. She made a slight noise, but stayed oblivious. "Alexa," he said, "I will require your service." Without a second's delay I kneeled at his feet again and began hungrily unzipping his jeans. I gently pulled them down over master's buttocks; his manhood sprang out and I heard his belt buckle clink against the floor. I hungrily took his cock into my mouth and began working it in and out vigorously. I felt so secure with his strong cock in my mouth. It felt perfect, and I thrust my ass out through the playful folds of my silk nightie as I worked. Master then said: "I am not going to let you finish Alexa; when I'm about to cum, I plan to do it inside my slut. Do you understand?" "Yes master," I gurgled in an earnest but babyish whisper; saliva oozed out down his shaft as I whispered to him. I began to pump his dick harder and deeper, wanting to see him cum in my wife again for me. After a minute of slamming the back of my throat, master seized my face and pushed my lipsticked mouth off his dick, then, wearing just his black T-shirt he climbed atop my unconscious wife and shoved his cock into her dry, unprepared cunt. It took a couple thrusts to get his manhood in against friction, then he started banging her hard until he came repeatedly inside her tight pussy. He squeezed her tit violently as he came over and over. I hopped up on the bed as he climbed off, a bit out of breath, and bent over him, sucking master's manhood clean from his fuck. His cum was delicious, I could taste my new identity as a submissive girl-slave with every drop I slurped down. "Alexa," he said as I looked up from cleaning him, "go to my briefcase and get me two large plugs." I rushed down the hallway to the front room, clicking on the hardwood in my pink heels and swaying in my white stockings. One of the plugs was very large, and the other a bit smaller. I brought them to master, who took the larger one and shoved it reluctantly into Allison's pussy, where it became covered in Master's cum as he turned it slowly inside of her. "Bend over Alexa," he said with a hint of amusement. I turned from where I was dutifully facing him, and bent over. My stocking legs stood straight up in their heels; my panties protruded from the nightie as my forward bend pulled its silk ruffles up over my back. I was strongly aware of how the hole I had cut in my satin panties left my asshole clearly on display between the ruffles. I heard him chuckle gently as I felt the huge cum-soaked buttplug being pushed cruelly inside of me. I gasped in shock at the sharp pain, then fell silent at the surprising sense of fullness as the plug's widest portion slid inside of me. I felt that I truly belonged to master now; I would do anything to be a pretty girl for him. As I awkwardly stood up straight again, I saw him shove the other plug into Allison's vagina, stopping up the rest of his cum up inside her unconscious pussy, so that none could leak out. "Now Alexa," said Master as he pulled his pants back on and began to zip and buckle. "You are really here to help me train my slut, not to help me fuck her." He picked up Allison's naked, nubile body and carried her to the bathroom. "I want Allison to look like my whore," Master intoned as he set her in the bath. Allison's hair was still short from when he had cut it on the first night. "Women are better at this sort of thing Alexa, so you are going to give her a makeover for me. She's my slut now and she needs a new look." He handed me some blonde dye, some hair bleach, a razor and some hair remover. He then shut me in with her. What could I do? It seemed from the blonde dye that master wanted Allison to have new hair for him, so I wet my wife's hair with the tap and rubbed the bleach into it. That had to sit for fifteen minutes, so I climbed in the empty bath and carefully shaved the stubble off her legs and pussy, rubbing hair remover into her labia to keep Allison looking nubile for a while. It was hard to work around the plug holding master's cum inside her belly, but I got my wife's pussy smooth for him without disturbing it. The plug in my own orifice made movement awkward, and I would often get a sharp reminder of my master if I bent too far forward. After fifteen minutes I rinsed the brown out of Allison's beautiful hair and began working the blonde dye into her bleach-white hair, leaving platinum highlights on top. I blow-dried her, supporting my wife's unconscious head with my other hand, then tidied up her hair with the bathroom scissors into a flirty layered style. Using the practice I had from preparing myself for master, I took some of her makeup and carefully applied foundation and blush. As I applied mascara and painted Allison's lips a bright, pouty red, I realized she looked totally different. This was master's girl now, and he would soon do with her whatever was best for him. I opened the door and kneeled outside the bathroom. "I am done master" I whispered in my submissive babygirl voice. He picked Allison up and carried her tiny, blonde, nubile body back to the bed. I saw he had set up a complex handheld device while I had been helping him make over Allison. He put a handcuff on my wrist as I came into the bedroom then threaded it through the radiator and latched the other end on my other wrist. From where I was chained in the corner, I saw Master take the device over to Allison and straddle her, holding one of her ample tits. "Ker-shunk!" went the machine, and I saw Allison had a small steel ringlet through her left nipple. "Ker-shunk!" – her right nipple as well; then "Ker-shunk, ker-shunk, ker-shunk" eight more times until she had a line of rings on each side of her pussy, and one through her clitoris. This looked very elaborate, but Master knew best what his slut needed. Then he took a small, sparkling chain out of his pocket and threaded it through her new rings like a shoelace, elegantly locking her cunt shut over the plug he had installed earlier. He clicked a tiny padlock shut around both ends of the chain and through the clit-ring itself, tying her cunt off completely. He pulled playfully on a nipple ring, pulling her tit taught by her pink little nipple. He laughed with pleasure. "Now you Alexa," he said and put a hand on the small of my back, pulling my thin, tanned belly up near his face. He pushed his machine up against the top of my belly button and "Ker-shunk!" made a tiny hole. He pulled out a stud with a big silver and pink flower on it, working it through the new hole in my smooth girlish tummy. "Thank you master," I said, "it is beautiful master. I kneeled for him again, hands still restrained behind me. I had already pierced my ears for him at a stand at the mall, and had small dangling pearls at the sides of my face, but this was something I had not thought to do. His gift felt cold in my belly button. "You are both ready now," said master, with a voice that betrayed contentment with the sexy appearance of his two sluts. "Get dressed so we can leave." "Leave, master?" I said, somewhat surprised. "Yes," he sternly replied, "You will spend your summer vacation being trained at my house; you will help Allison learn to enjoy obeying my every command for the next three months, now get dressed, slut!" He threw me a pair of low-rise women's jeans and a pink shirt, and unlatched the cuffs so I could obey. I slipped off the nightie, being careful to stay turned away from master so I would continue to look girlish for him. I then pulled up the tight jeans up over my stockings, panties and enormous butt plug. I felt the low-rise jeans pushing it deeper inside of me as I strained to do up the button. As I pulled on the shirt, I realized it only came down far enough to still show my new belly-button ring and an expanse of tanned tummy. I felt pretty as I pulled my pink heels back on and watched Master set Allison's limp body on the rug, flip the fringed end up over her body, and roll the whole thing up with her inside. He beckoned to me and I helped carry the rug and its secret cargo out to his truck parked on the street. I prayed that none of the neighbors would recognize me as we stuffed the rug into the back of the truck. I looked so different, but even so I was scared. I went round to the passenger side to climb into the cab beside master, and as I did, the neighbor from across the street wolf-whistled at me from his front yard. I sheepishly ducked inside the cab next to master; I had argued with that man about a number of petty things, and I was sure he had once keyed my car afterwards in spite. I knew he would never let me live this down – probably even telling people the story – if he realized the pretty girl in the truck was actually me. Master laughed at my shamed reaction to the catcall and pinched my blushing cheek derisively. Then he got out of the cab suddenly, leaving me sitting there confused with my sexy legs crossed. A minute went by as master talked to the neighbor. They looked over at me a couple times and I cowered in shame. I didn't even know the neighbor's name, but he was an overweight black man, wearing shorts and a white t-shirt. Then master gestured at the truck and the neighbor began to walk over. "Oh fuck," I thought as the man climbed into the cab with some effort. "Hey girlie" he said, "Your man says you're going to give me head if I do some odd jobs for him." "What!" I thought; I had never seen this coming. I looked out at Master imploringly and saw him nodding his head, so I reached under the man's fat belly and undid his baggy jeans shorts. I put my hand around his member and fiddled with it as it grew, rising up enormous between the steering wheel and his belly. I then leaned over and shamefully slid my mouth around his head. I could smell the sweat of his work out in his front yard coming up from his crotch. The taste was foul, but it made me hot. I began to suck more vigorously, my head rubbing against his firm gut. "Oh baby" he muttered, working my head down far over his cock with a big hand on my head. I gagged a bit on his dick as it went into my throat, then he came directly down my throat as I swallowed his hot, sweaty cum: gulp, gulp, gulp. He lifted me up by the chin and kissed me. I felt his black lips pressed against my own cherry red ones and felt a passionate rush. "Thanks baby," he said, as he stroked my cheek, gave me a last little smooch, then buckled up his pants and hopped out of the truck. My anger and shame had evaporated in the passion I suddenly felt for this man who's cum was in my stomach, and who had just given me my first kiss as a girl. Master waited fifteen seconds, then hopped back in the driver's seat. He laughed at my shame as he blindfolded me, then put his car in gear and drove out of town toward his own house, which, by the distance, was somewhere outside the city. I stared into the blackness of my blindfold, still with the taste of two men's semen in my mouth, and my wife made up like a whore and unconscious in the back of the truck. It was all so wrong, and yet it felt so right to me. This summer would change who I was, if I wasn't a different person already. Seigneurial dues Ch. 03 Consciousness drifted back in snatches. The ceiling, high above was gray, possibly cement block. Sleep. My body: naked, a faint pain deep between my legs. Sleep. My arms out, my legs apart, a comfortable softness beneath my bottom. Sleep. Then as awareness finally coalesced around me, I began to realize I was not at home, but somewhere else. I was on a bed in a dimly lit basement bedroom; as I tried to sit up, I realized how firmly my arms and legs were lashed in the spread-eagle position I had awoken in. I had been kidnapped! I strained against the leather belts holding me and they wouldn't budge. Looking down, I began to feel scared when I saw new piercings in my nipples. I felt a cool breeze on my pussy, like someone had shaved it and a feeling of fullness told me something had been left stuck inside of me. I felt terrified and alone. I strained with my tiny, naked body against all hope, trying to break free. I knew this situation was our landlord escalating his blackmail. I had slept with him less and less willingly over the past month. At first I had reveled in his blackmail: being forced to cheat on my husband with a cruel and dominant man turned me on so much – I wanted to get fucked hard by him, and without shame because I had no choice – but I began to resist as the landlord's visits continued. I felt more and more responsible for the dirty humiliating sex I was enjoying so much. Now being tied naked in a basement? Disturbing, more than a little frightening, but honestly: pretty fucking hot. Once again I had no choice, and that got me shamefully wet for Master. I thought about the tall, strong, handsome, older man who had carried me here, stripped off my clothes and tied me to this bed. Possibly he had had his way already. The thought made me angry, but I yearned for his strong hands all the more thinking about it. "Master" I whispered, wondering if he was in the room; saying this felt natural, as it always did when my pussy was hot for him. I got wetter and wetter as I thought about him and I thrust slightly, straining against my ties and grinding whatever he had stuck in my pussy against the bedclothes. My struggles only frustrated my desire though, because with my legs spread I couldn't stimulate my clit. I soon gave up, but was desperate for the strong touch of my absent Master. Then I realized that Alex could still save me. I was powerless for now, but soon I might be found. Alex hadn't touched me sexually in a month; I wouldn't have let him anyway. We both seemed to agree that Master was better at that, and Alex had willingly left that part of our relationship to the better man. Now Master had really gone too far though, and Alex would have called to police. This was hot, and if forced to play along I could enjoy the ride, but I knew this would soon be over. In the mean time I was scared about getting pregnant. On my first night with Master, he had made me rub his semen up into my pussy and refused to use a condom or pull out, but afterward I had taken a morning after pill, then gone directly on birth control. I didn't have any of that here though and my womb was – for now – Master's as well. All I could do was hope to be rescued before his seed took root. I closed my eyes in resignation, but thinking of Alex looking for me, I felt a bit less out of control than I had before. I think I dozed off, because I awoke to another woman stroking my hair. She was dressed in white stockings with bows and a black mini-skirt of ruffles and lace. A black tube top finished the outfit, giving her the look of a French maid. The other girl was pretty; I squinted at her but couldn't make out her face well without my glasses. A jeweled flower flashed in the evening light in the girl's exposed belly button. She started gently undoing my bonds, and I sat up, massaging my wrists and stretching. I was hungry, thirsty and I really had to pee, so I asked the other girl if I could go the bathroom. She put a finger on my chest and whispered that Master would arrive soon. She twirled my hair gently as though to comfort me and I realized then it had been bleached blonde. The girl placed a kiss gently on my cheek and withdrew, as a door opened and my Master strode quietly into the room. The other girl curtsied to him, lifting up her black and white ruffled skirt high above the white bows on her stockings, showing my master her tiny, white satin panties. As though trained, she went and kneeled by his feet, looking down at the ground. Master was wearing his usual jeans and black T-shirt. He gave me a stern look. "Whore, you have been disobeying me" he said, "so I had no choice but to bring you here and train you. You are my slut until I decide otherwise, and you will learn to enjoy following my commands without question. Is that clear?" I felt so small and exposed sitting in front of this fully-dressed older man, wearing nothing but his chosen blonde hair and piercings on my tiny, naked body. I felt so small next to him too; he was over a foot taller than me, and more than twice my weight. "Yes, Sir" I mumbled, feeling scared. I sounded like a little girl, which is what I felt like before this older and authoritative man. I could still see no way out, but to hope I'd be rescued. Master took out a key from around his neck, reached down and unlocked what seemed to be a tiny padlock on my clit. I craned over to see what he was doing and shuddered as he ran a strong finger down the slit of my pussy and pulled gently outward. I had not noticed before while I was bound and unable to see between my legs, but as he pulled, a chain unthreaded loop by loop from rings down both sides of my pussy. He had laced off my cunt like a corset! I felt my pussy getting wet again at the gentle tug on my mysterious new pussy rings. This made me feel very frightened and out of control. More than imposing blonde hair and nipple piercings, claiming my pussy in this way was an extreme way to claim my body as his own. I felt scared of Master, but wet for him too, even more so now that my cunt was so clearly at his command. "Alexa" he said, "remove the plug." And the other girl crawled over from the door on all fours, pushed her pretty, made-up face into my pussy, then bit the plug gingerly in her teeth and pulled it out of my pussy. "Now clean it," said Master, and the other girl placed the sex toy's base on the ground and began fellating it enthusiastically. As she pumped her head up and down, it began to slowly dawn on me. He had called this young woman "Alexa" – this Alexa was surely my sissy husband, willingly transformed into another little slut-girl for Master. Revulsion at Alex grew up in me, and simultaneously a new sense of helplessness as I realized that no one outside the room knew I was here. My sissy-slut husband was complicit if giving me over to this man's total control. Master was my world now and I wasn't allowed to leave his command unless he granted it. Master smiled, seeing now that I understood the role I was going to play. "Alexa" finished with the plug, picked it up with her teeth and placed it on the bedside table, then went back to kneeling obediently by the bed. "She" watched submissively as Master placed one strong hand under each of my slender arms, lifted me up bodily, and set my little bare bottom down in the middle of his bed. Master took his pants off, letting his erect member leap forth, and pushed me backwards firmly onto the bed. I fell back, legs in the air and he climbed on top of me, straddling my chest. I could see his erect penis looming large below my face as he spat on my tits. A bit of spit fell on my face and I winced; Master started rubbing his spit all over between my boobs. He then grabbed both my tits and pulled them together. I felt his huge cock start ramming between them and saw it thrust up toward my face. I opened my mouth to gasp for breath and he took this chance to stuff his cock into my open mouth and fucked my face as I desperately opened wide to accommodate his huge member. After a minute of thinking I would choke, Master pulled away and stood up. I gasped for breath with spit and precum spattered around my mouth, turned away from Master and cowered away toward the top of the bed. He grabbed my ankles and I felt my body easily dragged to the middle of the bed. Master climbed atop me, pinioning me to the bed and rammed his throbbing cock into my wet little slave-pussy. I felt so suddeny full that I gasped. He began fucking me hard from behind, filling my little cunt completely and slapping my little ass repeatedly with his big hanging balls. My body began to overcome my mind's fear and dread, and I stuck my butt out backwards, gasping and moaning uncontrollably as I approached orgasm. I screamed in delight at the brutal feel of Master's cock ramming into my little pussy and I came finally in a shudder of terrified delight. I felt my pussy clench around his huge cock repeatedly. Master banged me for another ten minutes, as I moaned gently. I was sore when he started fucking me faster and squirted repeatedly into my pussy with small grunts of pleasure. As I lay limp he slowly worked the plug back inside my cunt before I felt any of his flood of warm semen escaping my well-fucked pussy. He them pushed me back down to the bed, spread my legs a little wider, and began lacing my cunt shut again, tying the fine chain over the plug holding his all his hot cum inside my tight little belly. Honestly I loved the helpless feeling of having his cum sealed inside of me. I had been off birth control for two days now and it was only a matter of time before his cum would do its work in my womb. I was powerless to do anything but take it. That was terrifying as well, but somehow the powerlessness of my condition began to feel comforting. The click of the little padlock on my clit ring, holding my pussy lips laced tight around his load seemed to lock everything into place. Everything made sense when I had to surrender all control. "Thank you Master," I said, feeling his wetness between my tits, and his warm, wet cum inside my satisfied pussy. "You're welcome slut" he said with quiet seriousness. He snapped his fingers; "Alexa" – as I now seemed to think of "her" – crawled over on all fours and eagerly sucked clean the flaccid member that had just fucked me. Alexa's duties seemed to already have been made clear to her and she served my master with an eager and submissive sincerity. It disgusted me to see that in the man I used to call my husband, but I felt a desire to be that way for my master as well. If this was to be my life, would I be content to never look beyond my duties? Seigneurial dues Ch. 04 Throughout the month while I fucked Allison several times a day, she came to think and act differently. Almost from the start, she became obedient, seemed more simple-minded and appeared happier in her new, uncomplicated life. I didn't need Alexa for very long as a role model for my new slut, so I sent him home after a week of enthusiastically cleaning me off. I dressed him in the same jewelry, high heels, salacious short shorts and belly shirt he wore on the ride over, then dropped him in the nearest town with no money. I told him to find his own way to pay for rides. "Yes master," he whispered and hung his head. I pulled round the block to see what he did, and found him leaning into the cab of an SUV, back arched and ass out as he talked to the three high school jocks inside, then I watched him climb in the back door. One of the boys slapped his butt as he climbed in. I heard laughter as the three boys drove away with him. Meanwhile, Allison began to just smile and spread for me whenever I told her to, sensually receiving my cock with grateful sighs and moans. If I told her to prepare her asshole so I could fuck it, she would just obediently do it: sucking her fingers and gently probing them into her butt, then presenting her tight, wet anus in the air for me, head and arms submissively down on the rug. If I asked for a blowjob she would look at me flirtatiously as she undid my pants, then just start enthusiastically sucking for however long it took me to cum, eating my cock like it was a big treat. One day when I was already worn out from leaving her three of my creampies plugged and laced up inside her slut belly, she eagerly sucked my tired half-hard cock for ninety minutes. As I finally got close, I reached between her tiny legs to unlace the corset string keeping the last three creampies tied up inside her cunt. She groaned with pleasure through a mouthful of dick at the feeling of the smooth corset string sliding through the rings in her wet pussy. When I pulled out of her mouth on the edge of climax, she climbed gamely up on my lap, plunging her cunt down over my cock. She wore a look of ecstacy while seconds later I shot my fourth creampie of the day up into her ever wet cunt. And then, like every time she took one of my creampies in her pussy, she stared me lovingly in the eyes and said "Thank you Master." In between fuckings she would lie – always naked – at my side while I watched TV, or did jobs. I would stroke her blonde hair, fondle her tits, or even fuck her ass gently with a finger while she laid her blonde head in my lap. When I went out I tied her to her bed, and she never fought it, always waiting patiently for my return, perhaps to have my way with her right there, still tied and at my mercy. Knowing that my slut had to get back to her life eventually too, I released her at the end of the summer, driving her back to her apartment and giving her the farewell kiss she very humbly asked me for. When I dropped her off, she still had my probably 500th creampie plugged and laced tightly into her cunt. Allison had never had her period the whole while she was at my house, and was now showing slightly beneath her short, yellow sun dress. As she was leaving my truck I smiled knowing that she still didn't have the key to the little padlock on her clit ring. I found it wonderful that she hadn't even thought to ask me to unlace her. After that, Allison was mine whenever I wanted. I heard she had dumped Alex soon after I released her and was living in the place alone, so I stopped charging her rent. I would come over most days after work and she would kneel at the door for me, then happily receive another creampie or two in whatever way I told her; she still had the rings in her cunt, and I still made her keep my cum laced into her shaved slut-pussy all evening as I stayed to watch TV and eat the dinner she cooked me. Of course by now she was clearly pregnant with my child, and this only became more obvious as the months wore on. We continued the same life and she still took my cock however I told her to. I loved seeing her tiny body filled up with my baby, and I loved driving cock into her swollen belly. "Thank you Master," she would still say. Mommy still took her master's creampies in her well-used pussy, and thanked me every time. It was odd that she wasn't even being blackmailed any more. She seemed to like her new life and now remained my slave under the lightest of touch. When Allison was almost due, a woman stopped by my office. She came in with big sunglasses and a skimpy, pink summer dress. I asked if I could help her and she silently let the dress fall to the ground over her sandals, revealing petite breasts, a tuft of pubic hair above her cunt and a silver flower in her belly button. The light from the window behind her, silhouetted her beautiful, petite body. The naked girl removed her sunglasses with a toss of her shoulder-length blonde hair to reveal the face of Alexa. I was shocked, but it seemed I had given Alex such a taste for lace panties and dick-sucking that he had undergone a sex-change! The naked woman knelt at my feet right there in my office, freely showing me her new body, and implicitly offering herself to me again. God, she looked amazing! I swear I would be the only one to guess at her past as the sissy bitch husband of my pregnant mistress. "Go on," I said, and the naked girl crawled forward to suck me off again, right there in my office. She swallowed the load of cum I released in her mouth and then stood up and kissed me while I squeezed one of her lovely new tits. Since Allison would need help with my baby, I hired Alexa to be a live-in maid and nanny to Allison. I bought Alexa an erotic maid's outfit – more lingerie than uniform really. I explained to Allison that Alexa was to be a servant, and that she had been hired only on the stipulation that she do anything either of us ordered, no matter how degrading. Allison had my baby without incident the next month and Alexa was excellent as a nanny. She would tend to my baby, cook dinner for Allison and myself each evening, and babysit in the next room whenever Allison and I wanted a couple hours to fuck. Once in a while I called Alexa in to warm Allison up with her tongue so that my mistress would be extra wet and hot for my cock. I would masturbate myself as Alexa licked my love-slave's smooth pussy with her sexy French maid ass up in the air behind her. Allison was soon pregnant again from dutifully taking my creampies into her laced-off pussy; her tiny belly was showing again with my second child. Meanwhile Alexa was the one who always got up in the night when the first baby cried, always the one to change diapers. I liked watching her raise the child I had conceived by Allison. Once or twice Alexa seduced me while Allison was out, and I enjoyed brutally fucking a pussy invented just for me. I was not a considerate lover though, as Alexa was just a fucktoy to me. I gave Alexa no deliberate pleasure, but she would still always make herself available to me when she was in the apartment alone with no jealous mistress to punish her. She seemed to need my cock just for the sake of it, more than she needed any physical pleasure while taking it. She applied herself equally to raising the children that could have been her own, and playing the part of the cuckolded slut-maid that fate had chosen for her. Meanwhile Allison loved the role of mistress and un-wed mommy. I would be glad to have the service my mistress and our nanny for many years to come.