****** Old Friend, New Master by Missie ******
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Old Friend, New Master


"Kneel." His voice left no room for mistakes, but it still came across as a
very confusing statement, or command rather.

"Excuse me? I may be mistaken, but that sounded like a command. You couldn't
have been talking to me!" I sassed back, hoping my voice sounded more confident
than I felt at that moment.

Jeff and I had dated for some time, but we had broken it off two weeks ago. We
had a wonderful D/s relationship- he could tolerate my nonstop sassing back to
every command he made and I happily tolerated any punishment he saw fit for it.
Well, maybe not always happily, but I tolerated it.

Then he received a promotion at work and found that he would be traveling a
great deal of time, so we both reluctantly decided that we would be better off
separated for the time being. He had come up with the idea to leave his stuff
at my apartment so he didn't have to worry about keeping up a home while
traveling, and I didn't argue. I thought it was a great idea.

"I said KNEEL. What was so hard to understand about that?" His voice had become
very stern now, and I felt his stare would burn a hole right through me.

"But Jeff," I protested, "we decided we wouldn't-" Before I could finish my
sentence he had walked to me and grabbed my arms tightly, holding them firmly
to my sides. My eyes were fixed to his, and I didn't dare say another word.

"I told you to kneel; I did not ask for your opinion." With this I immediately,
although slowly, lowered to my knees, not losing eye contact for a single
second.

"Good girl. To finish your sentence for you, yes, we did decide we wouldn't
have this kind of a relationship anymore, but I changed my mind..."

"But..."

"SILENCE. Listen to me and do not speak another word slut. This is my last
warning." He paused for a moment to see if I had anything else to say. When he
saw that I did not, he continued. "I was thinking what a nice place this was to
keep my belongings while I was away... ALL my belongings." He smiled deviously,
a smile I have come to love, and to fear. When that smile appeared, I knew that
something was about to happen, though I never knew if it would be good or bad.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. 'His belongings?' What was he talking
about? He couldn't mean he owned me. I had made it very clear that although I
enjoyed being submissive, I didn't BELONG to anyone. Before I could stop
myself, I was on my feet, voicing my opinion as usual.

"Jeff, what are you talking about? I am NOT now, nor have I ever been, nor will
I ever be, your possession." I immediately knew this was the wrong thing to
say. He stood staring at me in silence, then without saying a word walked back
to the spare bedroom, which was now his room. When he returned, he had a set of
cuffs and a ball gag.

"Whoa! I know you are not thinking of-"

He interrupted me, "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Which will it
be? KNEEL!" He continued to advance towards me and I continued to back away.

"Ok, but remember- you chose this path." In a split second, before I knew what
was happening, he had my hands behind me. I loudly voiced my protest as I felt
the cold steel encase my wrists, but seconds later the ball gag had found its
place and my loud protests turned to stifled cries. He pushed me back down to
my knees, and this time I did not even try to fight it. I stared at the ground
beneath his feet wondering what he was planning on doing next.

"Look at me," he commanded calmly. I continued to stare at the ground until he
gently lifted my chin with his hand. We looked deeply into each others eyes for
what seemed like forever, searching one another for reactions to what had just
happened.

"Now shake your head to answer my questions... Do you understand that you are
mine now?" I stared at him for a moment before slowly nodding my head yes.

"Do you object to this?" Again I just stared, then slowly shaking my head no.

"I am going to remove your gag and I want you only to speak when spoken to,
understand?" I nodded my head yes again, and persuaded myself not to argue.

After he had removed the gag, he stared deeply into my eyes before saying,
"Missie, I want to own you, to be your Master, but that can only happen if you
give your gift of submission to me. Otherwise, this means nothing and can only
be looked at as abuse." He was very quiet for a moment, then asked," So what do
you say? Are you willing to give that gift to me?"

I was very silent, thinking this over. I couldn't believe what I was saying
until I had already said it. "Yes Sir, I am giving you the gift of my
submission. I promise to serve you in whatever way you see fit." This brought
back the smile to his face, and I worried what he could possible have in store
for me. "Good, that is what I was hoping you would say," he walked out of site
behind me and before I could ask he had the gag back in my mouth. I groaned
loudly to protest, while he explained, "This is just so the neighbors won't
hear." With that he picked me up into his arms and carried me back to his
bedroom. He closed the door with a bang and sat me back down in front of it.
"Stay there while I sort through some things."

He went to work shuffling through some of his boxes until he found what he was
looking for. He pulled out a collar made of sturdy black leather that had a
large ring on the front. He also pulled out a long piece of chain that looked
extremely heavy with its thick 2 inch links. He walked back to me and fastened
the collar in place, then fastening the chain to its ring. Then, straightening
it out as he went, he pulled the other end of the chain to the foot his bed and
fastened it onto one of the legs. The length of the chain was perfectly the
length from the bed to the door.

Jeff then slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it in a corner before looking
back up at me. "I have to leave the day after tomorrow, as you know, so I think
we should start your training as my official sub now." He walked back over to
where I was kneeling, uncuffed my hands and removed my gag. Then he walked back
to the bed and took a seat on the edge of it.

"Crawl to me, slut, and remove my pants."

I slowly crawled over to him, pulling my heavy chain along with me as I went,
then reached my hands up to remove his pants. SMACK He slapped my hands away
before they reached their destination. SMACK His hand now slapping my face.

"You know better, whore. Use your dirty little mouth to remove them."

I fought back tears from the sudden outburst as I leaned closely with my mouth.
Sliding the button of his jeans into my mouth, I pushed it through the hole
with my tongue. Then with my teeth I gripped the zipper and slowly lowered it.
He stood up in front of me and waited for me to continue. I wrapped my lips
tightly around the waistline of his jeans and pulled as hard as I could. As
they inched downward I was elated to find that he was not wearing boxers, which
made it easier to remove his pants.

When I had pulled them to his ankles, he slowly stepped out of them. Looking up
at him, I realized how hard he was, and knew that his desire for me was great.
As he sat back down on the bedside, he spoke, "Now beg me to let you suck my
cock."

"Oh please Jeff-" Before I could continue, SMACK! His hand fell across my cheek
again.

"You will call me Master, or Sir from now on. Only in the event that your
limits are being pushed too far may you speak my name, thus, your safe word is
'Jeff'... understand?" His voice was very stern, but also loving. I knew that
he cared for me from his words.

"Yes Sir, I understand," was my only reply. Before I could begin my begging
again, he was on his feet and back to his boxes. "But Sir, I thought you wanted
me to-" Again he interrupted.

"SILENCE. I can tell you have forgotten how to behave. Well, that is ok. I will
remind you." He walked back to me with a large round leather paddle with a hard
wooden handle. "On all fours slave."

I didn't dare object. I was immediately on all fours, looking straight ahead
and not into his face. He walked slowly around me, studying, and I felt my
cheeks darken with embarrassment as he stopped behind me to inspect more
closely. He lightly ran the paddle over my ass cheeks and up my back, before
slowly gliding it back down my spine to my ass. I felt the paddle slide across
my ass cheeks, warming the spot, before coming down hard on the spot. WHACK

"Ohhh!" I cried out as it hit.

"What do you have to say for that slave?" His voice was expecting.

"That HURT is what I have to say!" I sassed back, unsure of what response he
was wanting. WHACK I cried out again.

"Wrong answer, try again."

"Umm, Sir, I really don't know..." WHACK Then again. WHACK.

"The answer is 'thank you Master.' I want to hear that every time you get any
well deserved punishment. Understand?" His voice was unforgiving.

"Yes Sir, I understand." Then WHACK and my response came quietly. "Thank you
Sir." I was beginning to cry from the pain of the blows. Several more blows and
thank you's followed, until I was barely able to mumble the thank you over my
tears.

"Good girl, I am proud that you are being so good." Jeff's voice was sweet and
tender this time. I felt the paddle being laid lightly upon my back, then it
slide down between my legs. "Yes, you are a good little girl aren't you?" he
cooed. He lightly caressed my wet slit with the edge of the paddle before
turning it around and resting the handle near my opening.

"I know what you want... I know because I know that you are a hungry little
slave always wanting more. Tell me what you want."

I trembled as I began to say what I knew he wanted to hear, "Oh Master, I want
to feel that hard handle slide deep inside my pussy. I am such a dirty slut and
I NEED it badly. Please Master, please give it to me."

"Good girl," he whispered with a smile, before slowly pushing the tip against
my hole. Though it was only about 5 inches long, it was at least 2 inches wide.
But to my amazement, it easily slipped in. "Feel that? My new little subbie is
very wet." He pushed it harder, but slowly, until the entire length was in my
pussy.

He worked it slowly in and out, whispering in my ear what a good and dirty
little whore I was. I felt the familiar sensations slowly overcoming my body,
and I knew that I was coming close to an orgasm. I pushed back gently against
the paddle's handle, wanting more.

"Uh uh uh, little girl. Not until I say." I was going wild, needing release
badly. Just when I thought I couldn't hold back any longer, he stopped and
withdrew the handle.

"Oh please Master, I need to cum! Please don't stop now!" I was begging without
shame, with only one thing on my mind. Cumming and cumming hard.

Jeff only smiled. He walked over to the bed and laid down on his back. "Do you
want to cum? Then come to me and straddle me... then you can cum on my cock."

I scrambled over to where he lay and straddled him immediately. I could feel
his hard cock against me, but before I could slide over him he grabbed my hips
and held me there. He positioned me to where I could feel his cock against my
hole, rubbing the tip across my slit, then told me simply, "Beg. Beg or I will
not let you have it."

I went wild, begging him to fuck me... begging him to let me fuck him... just
begging for anything, telling him how badly I needed to cum. Then suddenly, he
slammed his cock hard into me.

"Ohhh yes! Thank you Master thank you!" I cried out.

"Now ride me slut. Ride me and cum before I change my mind." His voice revealed
that he needed this as badly as I did.

I slid up and down on his cock as fast as I could, letting him slide almost all
the way out of me before slamming back down on his cock again. It wasn't long
before I was crying out with pleasure and cumming all around his lovepole.

"Yeah slut, cum hard!" he cried out as he grabbed hold of my hips again, taking
control and slamming into me hard, seconds later erupting inside my pussy.

When he had emptied his balls inside of me, I slipped over to lay beside him
where he held me tightly. "You have a lot of training still to come, slut, but
we have time."

"Yes Master, thank you," I whispered, before falling fast asleep in his arms.


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