Opening her eyes, not even realizing that they were closed. Some what dazed she looks up at the woman that now stood before her as she laid there in the overstuffed chair with her legs spread wide exposing her dripping wet pantyhose. As her eyes came into focus realizing where she was, she could also see that there was no hiding what a wanting slut she was to have been masturbating right here in the bookstore. She was a shy person by nature and she found it extremely embarrassing. Humiliated beyond belief, she felt her cheeks burn with humiliation as she pulled her legs in tight and moved the book down to cover herself as best that she could.
As she stood up on shaking legs, there was no way to not notice how wet the chair seat was, it just adding to her humiliation. As she started to walk, her knees nearly bucked under her and the woman took a hold of her arm and gave her a helping hand as she stagger to the cash-out counter. She now stood there at the counter in a daze, she wanted with all her heart to make a run for the door but she knew she had a hard time even moving at all. So she was forced to just stand there knowing full well that woman could see all the emotions that flitted across her face as she tried to work it all out in her mind. The woman took the book from her hand then stepped behind the counter. She then looked right into her eyes with a smirk on her face as she said, “This is a very good book you have here, as I know you well know” She couldn’t help but see the lust in the woman’s eyes as she seen the tip of the her tongue slip out over her lips then give her a lustful look as she was putting the book in a bag. She shivered as her mind took in what the woman had just said and done. She could barely believe that this was really happening as she blushed in total embarrassment. As the woman handed her the shopping bag with the book inside it, she said, “The book is on US, Thank you for cumming” The memories came rapidly back to her mind as her mind was filled with brief flashes, images of herself burning to be used and fuck, perhaps they were just dreams.
She turned and walked to the door on legs barely strong enough to support her own weight. She could feel the wetness of her dripping cunt running down her inner thighs with every step she took. Her whole body seemed to be sore and her eyes were nearly closed as she walked on wobbly legs on her way home to her apartment, although the distance was only a short six blocks from the bookstore, it was the longest walk that she had ever had. Thoughts were racing through her head as she recalled the night’s events as best as she could. She was shocked at herself for allowing what had happened to happen but she also couldn’t get over the fact that she was also turned on and dripping like a slut in heat by it all. It was just all so unbelievable that being “caught” masturbating in the bookstore, humiliated and degraded by it could be giving her the delicious sensations she is feeling. It was all just so Intoxicating. She breathed in a sigh of relief at last, making it to the door of her building she opened the door and looked up at the long staircase as she thought, a bath, that’s what she needed. A HOT bath, not a shower. A bath will help her relax.
Her whole body felt exhausted when she made it up the staircase to her doorstep. Opening the door, she made her way right to the bathroom and dropped to her knees by the tub as she started drawing her bath water and then tossed in some bath beads. Kneeling there at the bath tub, her fingers swirling in the water, the steam rises to her face as the tub fills seems to be helping her mind to relax some. As the water comes up to the desired height, she turns it off and pushes herself up unit she stands up with nearly closed eyes as she haphazardly, works to strips off her clothing. Her whole body shivered when she happen to glance at her naked body in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. The moment she seen her image in the mirror her eyes widened with the realization it wasn’t just a dream. He was real. She turned little more letting herself get a better look at her back and ass cheeks, she gasped as her heart skipping a beat. Her mind was having a hard time acknowledging the rush of memories of how He had her tied naked before Him as He totally used her and whipped as well as fucked her for His pleasure as He turned her into this wanting slut that she has now become. It was more then she could take, her knees immediately buckled and they collapsed under her as her naked body dropped to the bathroom floor at the foot of the mirror. Tears were streaming down her face as both of her hands rubbed over the bright red welts that now decorated her ass cheeks. As the tips of her fingers slid between her well whipped ass cheeks, the realization that the wet she was feeling back there was in fact His cum still dripping from her well fucked ass.
This realization made the sense of her own dark need to be controlled and used by Him grow that much stronger. It was sending sparks throughout her whole body as she laid there on the cold floor. The knowledge that this man held the key to the door of a world every inch of her being craved to be a part of made her cunt burn with uncontrollable lust to submit every inch of her being to Him. Unconsciously, one of her hands slipped between her legs and dripped a finger into her hot wet cunt. This realization made the sense of her own dark need to be controlled and used by Him grow that much stronger. It was sending sparks throughout her whole body as she laid there on the cold floor. The knowledge that this man held the key to the door of a world every inch of her being craved to be a part of made her cunt burn with uncontrollable lust to submit every inch of her being to Him. Unconsciously, one of her hands slipped between her legs and dripped a finger into her hot wet cunt. She could see the burning need to serve Him in her own eyes in the mirror just as He must of seen and her body couldn’t help but respond to the burning need as her other hand moved up to her naked breast taking a tight hold on one of her hard little nipples. She was pinching the nipple tighter and tighter as the bathroom was filled with the sound of her lustful moans. Her head flips back hard as she looks up to the GODs with a new understanding of how closely pain and pleasure are tied and how one can become the other at any moment as her hips buck against her fucking fingers and her cum is now dripping into a puddle on the bathroom floor just before her exhausted body collapses to the floor.
It was 9:30 in the morning when she awoke there on the bathroom floor, to find both her hands between her legs covered in her own cum. It took her a moment to remember where she was as she groggily sat up thinking, thank god she didn’t have to work this week or she would really be fucked. She looked over at the bath water but it has been cold for some time now. She got herself up off the floor and started drawing a new bath then stepped into the tub. She let herself sink into the hot bath water. The heat seeped right into her bones as she settled back in the tub. She couldn’t seem to get her mind off Him. She couldn’t seem to push Him out of her mind. She kept asking herself how could she have let Him do this to her, what was wrong with her. She couldn’t understand why His demands of her felt so overpowering and intoxicating. Frightening as it all was right now to her, she couldn’t seem to get over the burning need she had to be striped naked and made to submit Him. She had never felt this way about any other men she had ever met.
After her bath, she found herself on her bed with the bag from the bookstore. As she pulled the book from the bag, she could see that it wasn’t the book that she had been reading. Running her fingers over the tooled leather cover of the book as she looked at the gold letters at said, “The Making Of Velvet” Opening the cover, she saw in pen, “This gift has been given by Master Jack Monco to a very good little SLUT in hopes that it will help her on her journey to be her true self.” His words pissed her off, she didn’t not like being called a slut. In her mind was never a slut and would never be one. She got up off the bed and got ready and set out to find Him and kick Him in the balls for what He done to her.
She went down to the bookstore and started looking around. She happen to see that women that helped her the other night and gave her the book, standing by one of the many big bookshelves doing something. So she walked up to her and said, “What hell is going on, where is HE???, you fuckers did this shit to me.” The women just snapped back at her, “Cool your ass down littleone, this isn’t the time nor place for this” and she exploded back at her, ” DON’T call me that, may name is NOT littleone, NOW I want to know where HE IS and your going to tell me” And the women just looked her in the eyes and said, “well then, if that’s what you really want then so be it” and she stepped up and took littleone by her wrist. When tried to pull her arm away the women didn’t even think anything about it and just locked her grip down painfully tighter and pulled her right along with her. The women’s controlling actions sent shivers down littleones spine as she trotted obediently behind her to the back of the store then down the steps to the basement then along the long maze of corridors that made up the underbelly that of the big bookstore. As the women was trotting littleone along the halls, the women pulled out her cell phone and made a call. “Sir. You have a visitor demanding to see you, Yes Sir. It is her Sir,… On our way Sir.” Then she put her cell away. Hearing her make that call, made littleones heart start pounded like a drum as she thought,…. “Oh SHIT,… What hell and I doing here” Her mind was jumping from one thought to another like mad.
The women didn’t let up the grip on littleones wrist until she found herself standing by a dark color leather couch in a lavishly furnished office somewhere within the big bookstore. The women turned to face littleone face to face and looked her right in the eyes with an angry look on her face like she wanted to slap that living shit out of her for being a mouthy bitch to her when she had only ever been good to her. But all the women said was one word “SIT” littleones legs started feeling like jelly the minute she heard the women make that call to Master Jack Monco, so her ass dropped right down to the leather couch without a word back. The women stepped off to the left and sat in a leather chair, just looking at littleone as she wondered how hard Master was going to be on her for coming here like this and being a demanding little bitch.
The back of her skirt Bunched up a little as she sat down on the leather of the couch and she could feel the leather cold on the back of her thighs, but that was the last thing on her mind right then and she couldn’t think about that now. She just sat there looking downward at what looked to be some type of hook made into the floor about 15 foot from her as she sat there in her V neck padded halter top and skirt. The silence felt so heavy as sat there Almost like she was in a trance as her mind was running like wild. Sitting there uncomfortably, fidgeting, she couldn’t seem to get her mind off things like, this was a whole new world for the modern woman. She was used to having her own way. She was used to having what she wanted. She wasn’t anyone’s slave but most of all, there wasn’t any way in hell that she was a fucking slut. Her eyes started to water and she closed them a minute and tipped her head back in hopes of clearing her mind a little bit.
As her head was slowly coming back down, she was opening them back up and that’s when she seen it. On the other side of the room, to her, they were on the wall. Pictures of Master slave submission, she had never seen anything like it in her life. She couldn’t take her eyes off them. Her eyes become fixed to the one that was in a much bigger frame with many others on both sides of it. It was a beautifully done picture and He looked so real sitting. It was one of Master Jack Monco sitting in what looked like a kings chair as He was holding the leather handle at the end of a gold metal chain leash that was attached at the other end to the black collar. The collar was around a naked women’s neck that was kneeling there at His side with her legs wide open and her head tipped downward. She couldn’t get over the way He was holding the leash, it looked so much like the way He held His hand out to her that first time. She found herself wanting to observe every little detail of the picture. When looking at His eyes in that picture just seemed to do something to her she really didn’t understand. She couldn’t believe, but her nipples had become hard and pulsed with pleasure, and she could feel her clit was fully engorged and started pushing out from between her wet cunt lips. It was really fucking with her head, At one moment she hated him for doing this to her and in an other she felt like her needed so much more. Honestly, she didn’t know what was wrong with her.
Honestly, she didn’t know what was wrong with her, she just sat there with her mouth slightly open as her eyes were fixed on the picture. Her imagination was getting away from her as she was looking at picture. There was something about it that just seemed to eat at her very core and her mind just seemed to drift. Further and further until it was like she could feel Him His touch on her naked body holding her hips in His hands as she felt His hard cock driving deep into her ass, taking her, claiming her as His as He made her look at herself in the mirror as she was taken. As her eyes move to the women kneeling in the picture, she could help but think about what it would be like if it was herself kneeling there naked at His side, a collared slave to serve her Master as His personal sex slave. Up until a day ago, she had never really even considering herself a submissive woman, it was just fantasies that she had from time to time. But something seems to happen to her that she can’t seem to control when she was with Him. She can’t stop the ache within her to be His.
She didn’t even hear Him as He slipped into the office from a door somewhere behind her. But as He walked around the side of the couch, her eyes locked onto Him she could feel her cunt lips clench with something one hand as He put the other one up telling the women not to move as she was starting to get up from her chair. She could smell the scent of His cologne as He walked right past her like she wasn’t even there. She couldn’t help feeling both fear and erotic emotions now being in the same room with the man that had stripped her naked, whipped her then fuck her brains out. After laying the papers He had in His hand on His big wood desk, He just turned towards her…walking so confidently as He approached her…her throat became dry, her heart now thumping so wildly in her chest…and her palms sweating from anticipation of what may come of all as she sat there fiddled nervously with the hem of her skirt. As He stood directly in front of her, she found she couldn’t even find it in herself to tip her hard up and look at Him. Just feeling Him there knowing that He is looking down at her made her stomach started to knot up as she is looking down at His boots asking herself, what kind of spell did this man have on her, she couldn’t even look Him in the eye and her cunt was soaking wet. She was filled with a great deal of doubt and dread about the decision to come back here.
But as she felt His open hand on the side of her face, her blood starts to rush, electricity seemed to flowing through her body at just the mere touch of His hand and she could feel her whole body trembling as His finger slid down under her chin. Then held her chin firmly in His hand, tipping her head up forcing her to look up at Him. As her head was tipped upward, she was holding her eye closed tight with fear. But with a slow command from Him, “Open… your… eyes… littleone” Her eyes open, as well as the gateway to her soul. His blue eyes seemed to be almost hypnotic, it was like she could feel Him burning His way into her soul as He looked down into her eyes that were starting to water now.
Then He said, “There is no need to be frightened littleone, I see that you are full of un-answered questions. As your Master, it is My duty to protect you as well as teach you. Now tell Master why you come here today”
She was half-stimulated and half-appalled by His wards as she just looked up at Him, She couldn’t get over how the tone of His voice, softly spoken and slowly, deliberately cultivating an almost hypnotic tone in his voice and so matter-of-fact, had vocalized and seem to give credence to her innermost desires. She could feel the tears sprang to her eyes as she whispered, “I’m not a slut” up to Him with trembling lips.
She could see an evil looking smirk coming to His face as He said, “Ah,.. But you are littleone, it’s to late to turn back now, fore that chapter of your life has already been written,… Here I will show you why I say that” And like a blot of lighting, His other hand was on her right breast and had taken a hold of her hard nipple through the material of her halter top as He locked it down between His finger and thumb. It sent hot bolts of electricity directly to her clit as He gives the hard nipple a forceful upward pull, forcing her to give into His demand without another ward said as. In her mind, her thoughts raced like wildfire as she jumped up to her feet and then was led by the painful grip He hand on her now rock hard nipple, using it as a leash. As He got her to where He wanted her in the room, He let go of her nipple and then turned her facing away from Him. In fact she found herself now only about ten feet away from the big picture on the wall, looking right at it as she felt both of His hands on her shoulders. She felt His lips against her ear as He said, “The door is right there to your right, you truly as free to walk out of here anytime, all you have to do is say the word and I will let you go. But also understand, that the door is a one way do. Now with that said, do you want to stay and see what it is I have to show you?” she felt a wave of shame and revulsion wash over her as she whispered “Yes, Sir,” With that He slipped around her and looked right into her eyes as one of His hands took hole of the V of her halter top and pulled as the other hand slipped in and took her nipple in a tight grip that forced her eyes to close. With a hard and fast pull from both hands at the same time, she found her naked breast was out to the cool air of the room. Wasting no time at all, He did the very same thing to the other and now had both breasts forced out the small V into the cool air being held in place good and tight by the V of the halter top. Taking her chin in His hand, she opened her eyes as He said, “Don’t dare move a muscle” Just the sound of His ward made her cunt wet as she felt this new heat from her embarrassment due to standing here as commanded with her breasts pulled out in the open.
Her eyes moved as He did, but her trembling body stayed right there as commanded. He had stepped off to her right to a big wall mirror and was doing something with His back to her. Then she could see the big mirror open up like a big door. As He stepped out of the way of it, she could see this platform thing coming out of the wall on it’s own. It was about ten foot by ten foot but only three or so inch’s high of the floor. But on top of that was another one that was round that looked to be four foot. On top of that was this leather covered thing she didn’t know what it was. As the main platform came to a stop before her, He stepped up onto the platform and took a hold of the leather and gave it a push and it spun around facing the other way. The littleone had a better understanding of how it was to be used. As He turned and put out His hand just like He had done in the coffee shop yesterday. She really felt powerless to resist. Her arm came up as she put her trembling hand in His and let Him led the way for her to step up on to the platform. As He kneeled down behind her, one at a time He took her ankles and locked them in place so her feet were now open about 30-inch’s. Then she could feel His hands sliding up the back of her legs at the same time until they were just under her knees. With a little push on the back of her legs, her knees both dropped forward about ten inch’s into a set of leather pads. Then leather straps locked her knees in place. She was now kneeling somewhat, but her knees were at an angle, held up by the pads. As He stood and took a hold of her by the back of the neck, He bent her body forward over the bench top. She was looking down at the padded top of the bench thing as He was pushing her down and could see that it was no more then a four inch padded bar that would end up just under her breast and then a ten inch hole between the top bar for her breasts so they could hang and be used from the underside. Then another strap just under her arms locked down over her back as her arms were hanging down unbound. Head now laying over the front edge looking down at the floor before her, she now know how the bench with the two padded bars worked to make her powerless but at the same time levying her lower body and hips free to move at will.
As He came waking back to the other side of the bench and kneeled in front of her, she felt His fingers slide into her hair and take a tight grip then pulled her upward. His face just inch’s from her face as He locked His eye onto hers. She could feel her clit starting to throb just by looking into His eyes, like He was commanding it to throb with He eyes as He burned His will into her soul. Without taking His eyes off hers, His right hand comes up under her chin and flips something upward and then she has a new leather pad now pushing on her forehead forcing her head to stay tipped. As His hand lets go of her hair and she feels His fingers sliding over her cheek then rubs the tip of His thumb over her lips. She couldn’t resist burning need within her to have Him inside her and she opened her mouth and licked over the tip of His thumb like it was the head of His cock. As He let it slip into her hot wet mouth, her lips locked down on it as her face really started to show her need. She couldn’t believe how soaked her panties had become as it came to mind just how easy it would be for Him to take the one fuck hole in her body that He has not used, Her mouth. A feeling of total helplessness coursed through her body like wild fire as she started to come to terms with the vision that was now filling her mind. And that being how dragging it would be to have Him standing there forcing her to take His cock down into her open throat as He fucked her face and took it like He had taken her cunt and asshole.
As He pulled His thumb from her lustfully sucking mouth, He stepped back behind her then moved right up tight to her ass. She could feel His hands taking a tight grip on her hips as she felt His move in even tighter. Sensations of lustful need ran through her trembling flesh as His hands slid up her back when He bent forward right onto her back. Then He leaned in and bit her ear softly, letting His tongue linger with His weight on top of her now as she felt His hands slip up under her and cup both of her breast in His hands. Caressing and kneading then both as her hips started to move against Him. Then He began to softly pinch her nipples, rolling them between His fingers and tugging gently, as she moaned softly, and her voice came out in a husky whisper, “Pleaseee…Pleaseeee” As His hands slipped off her breast, levying the nipple now rock hard and throbbing for His touch, He whispered in her ear, “It is time littleone, Master is going to show you just how much of a slut you really are, and by the end of this session, you will find yourself begging Me to make you My slut. You have much to learn about this rewording journey you are on and Master is here to teach you. I now want you to imagine that your life is made up of a journey through the woods. There is a beaten path, with dappled, sunny light, and the scent and sight of flowers lining the edges. But beyond this path, to the right and to the left, is a wooded area. It is much more rewording then the path that most take, but it is also much more dangerous and less traveled, and one is unsure of their footing as they tread through the brambles. How far one goes on this more rewording journey is entirely dependent on their will to trust the one holding their hand. Trust Me littleone and I WILL make you Mine.”
As she felt Him stand back up behind her bent over bound body, she could feel the fingertip of one hand softly sliding down her back to gently rub over her still moving ass cheeks and the thrill she was feeling increased as her hips danced from side to side under His soft touch. She could hear herself making sounds of soft, helplessly aroused whimpers as she felt His rubbing hand slip up under her skirt then flip it up onto her back. She felt His other hand move over her ass cheek as His fingers slipped over the waistband of her panties then wrapped around the material of her panties with a demanding grip. With a fast forceful pull, her panties were pulled right down off her dancing hips until they were just below her hips. Her body quivered to the feel of the cool air of the room on her now naked ass cheeks. Her pulse was now pounding in her ears, as her mind was filled by His commanding wards, “littleone, put your hands on your hips. DO NOT MOVE them from your hips, I want you to imagine they are bound there. For in a way they are, by My will” With trembling hands, she moved her hand into place as commanded. In doing so, her hips seemed to stop moving as her mind worked over what He had just commanded. With a painful SLAP of His open hand on her up turned naked ass as He commanded, “Move that ass slut, Master wants to see it moving in a lustful dance of submission.” Her ass started moving from side to side like she was begging for it to be taken.
She felt so self-conscious bent over and bound there as she moved her ass cheeks from side to side knowing full well she was on display for Him, but as she felt the tip of His finger touch her wet cunt lips, her temperature started to rise and her heart beat a little faster as her hips would dip downward in hope of feeling His finger slid up inside her dripping cunt. But He would only let the very tip slid in then let it move to rub over her throbbing clit, over and over forcing her hips to buck with need. Then suddenly, she feels the finger push all the way inside her as He held it deep inside her lusting cunt. Her whole body trembles as she feels the finger pushing her up to the edge. As suddenly as He slammed it up in her, He pulled it out not wanting her to slip over the edge. She sobbed and begged, pleaseeeeee as it was pulled out. He let her trembling body come back down a little as He moved to kneel at her left side. As He rubbed His wet finger over the top of her lips so she could taste her own lustful need, He also took her left breast in His other hand and rolled the hard nipple. Making it that much harder before she felt the cold steel sliding over it then lock down tight sending a lighting rod right now to her throbbing clit. As He moved to her other side and kneeled, she already knew what was coming next when He took the other breast in His hand. She cried out as the clamp locked on her other nipple. Her whole body trembled to His wards as He whispered in her ear, “Remember littleone, only a slut would cum from being used like this” then stood and slipped back behind her. As she felt His fingers pulling open her wet cunt lips, His wards seemed to play over and over in her mind. Then suddenly He was in her dripping cunt hard and deep with two of His fingers as she almost felt like His was lifting her ass into the air. She then felt the tip of His thumb push between her ass cheeks and rub over her tight little asshole. As He was using her own dripping wet cunt to lube the opening. She knew that her face was flaming red with humiliation as she felt His thumb rubbing over her tight little asshole making her feel deeply ashamed of how lustfully she wriggled her ass obediently encouraging it to enter and take one more of her needy holes.
Her whole body was on fire with burning lust as she felt His thumb drive it’s self deep into her tight ass forcing it to open as it slid deep inside her. Her hips really started to dance a lustful dance of submission. For a few moments, He just let her feel His powerful fingers and thumb deep inside her trembling body as He pulled up tight on her ass making it hard for her ass to move at all. Her gaze kept snagging on the beautifully picture on the wall, she couldn’t seem to stop looking at it. With her face only five feet from it now, she could see every little detail of the picture. She could even see how wet the women’s cunt and thighs were, just like she knew hers were right now with His fingers and thumb stroking up inside her dripping cunt and tight asshole. She couldn’t help but feel the power and control that He had over her body as He pulled her ass up into the air stopping her from moving at all as He commanded, “Ok littleone, the rules of this game are, you will NOT cum unless your given permission. If you cum without it, you will be punished. To get permission, you must beg Master to let His slut come” With what said, He started to let off on His hand some letting her ass move at will on His hand. Very fast she become to understand just how Masterful His fingers were as the moved inside her burning body. Her hips were now moving on command, the command of His Masterful fingers that was. Her inner voice was screaming that THIS was not right letting Him use her in this way, yet her conscious mind seemed not to care. And clearly her body liked very much wanted what His was commanding her to feel. His fingers seemed to control her so well as they slipped all over inside her dripping cunt that was wet and oh so slippery with her own passion. Though her mind told her it was wrong and she should hate what this man was doing to her, her body responded readily to every single movement of his fingers like it belonged to Him. With His two Masterful fingers in her dripping cunt and His thumb buried deeply into her tight little asshole, she found herself squirming on the verge of orgasm over and over. But then as she felt His thumb start to out right fuck in and out of her tight asshole, she could feel her orgasm building like mad from deep within her, and she was almost whining as her body was pushed up to the very edge . But He was Reading His slut expertly and pull her back down off the edge as His fingers and thumb pulled right out of her lusting body. Then slapped her ass as He said, “You don’t have permission slut, you know the rules” then slapped it one more time.
Taking her by the hair to help take her mind off the burning lust in her cunt for a minute, He said, “Master just saved your slut ass from being punished, that won’t happen anymore” letting go of her hair, she feels His hand rub over her hot just slapped ass cheek as it was on it’s way back between her open legs. She could feel her juices running out of her dripping cunt as His two fingers are slowly pushed all the way back into her hot cunt whole. As His fingers start to force her hips up into the air, in slips the thumb locking down on the hot wet wall between the two holes, forcing her hips to be pulled up in the air. As she felt Him start to open His fingers in to a “V” inside her wet cunt then close them as they rubbed hard over the wall between her cunt and her asshole. Her body was really coming back to life fast on His Masterful fingers, forcing her hips to rotate in a much wider arc with her lustful dancing hips. She couldn’t help but feel the control His two finger had over her body as they opened and closed over and over inside her cunt, pushing hard on the wet wall between her dripping cunt and her tight little asshole that was deeply penetrated by His thumb. He held her in a two hole pinch as her body was willingly and obediently worshipping His commanding fingers that now seemed to have total control of her lusting body. She was very fast becoming her Master’s willing hand puppet slut, and even as humiliating as it was, she couldn’t seem to find any desire within her whole being to not give into what felt so good. She felt like her whole body was willingly becoming one with His right hand, she could no longer even feel anything below her burning cunt as her hips moved on command to His Masterful finger deep inside her very core. She found that the more obedient she became to the will of His Masterful fingers, the more her lusting body needed to submit to them. At first when He withdrew His thumb from her tight little asshole and was just toying with her asshole with the tip of it, it made her feel Disgusting and dirty to be lustfully pushing her hips back to His hand begging like a slut with her body to have it back inside her. But He did it over and over, she began to moan in total surrender to his awesome ability to make me squirm. She felt no longer felt shame at her uninhibited behavior, her body had surrendered to be the obedient fuck slut of His Masterful fingers.
You enjoy serving Master’s fingers don’t you littleone? “Yesssss,” she gasped, panting like a dog in heat.
Pull them fucking ass cheeks open for your Master slut, RIGHT NOW
Her pulse was thundering, her breaths quickening. She arched her back, desperately trying to push her needy cunt deeper and deeper onto His controlling hand as she obeyed His command. Taking her hands off her hips where He had place them at the start of the session, without any hesitation, her hands took hold of both of her own ass cheeks and pulled them wide open just as He desired. And as He said, “Good girl” she thought to herself ” My God, I am a slut” and her face got hot and turn red by the humiliation of the act. Almost sending her right over the edge. With His controlling fingers lock deep within her very core, He turned His arm a little bit at a time forcing her bound body to making the round platform to turn to her right. His girl there in the chair let Him know, that her eye were not open as she sat in the chair right before them.
With a hard and painful SLAP to her ass, He commanded “Open your eyes SLUT”
She obediently opened her eyes, then they opened even widened in surprise as she saw that the women was still sitting right there in the leather chair and had been there the whole time. Looking up at her with that same lustful look she had given her the night she gave her the book. She knew her face burned with humiliation, she could feel the heat in face. But she also knew the flickers of the lustful desires to be Master’s slut that she desperately tried to hide could not be hidden. She was powerless to fight the lustful fire that burned so hot in her mind, body and soul to be Master’s shameless slut toy as she was bent over and bound being controlled by Master’s masterful fingers as He proved that she was in fact truly a slut, His slut. She nearly passed out from the humiliation of it all, but even with this humiliation eating at her very soul, she couldn’t find the power within herself ask Him to stop. She was right where her lust told her she needed to be. He could see the effects of that this added humiliation had on her in the form of the walls of her cunt locking down on His finger as she was covering His hand with her dripping juices just as He know it would be. Suddenly she felt the overwhelming urge to touch her throbbing clit but knew she would be punished with the removal of Master’s controlling fingers that she so lustfully needed to stay as deep in her burning body, if she let go of her ass cheeks to do so.
She felt the change, something inside her very core had opened and she was invaded with the power and control of her Master. The lustful slut within her had been truly exposed in the most humiliating of way at the hands of her Master and there was no denying that she needed Him in her life. And she knew He knew it as well, and He would never stop using that knowledge of her to take her to another, much higher, level of service as His slave, slut. She was His, and she knew she couldn’t climax until He would allow her to do so. She found herself truly accepting His will and ownership as He showed her, her position in life. She’d thought she was in control of her life, tied or not. But now, it sunk into her very core. She was powerless to His will, to the sound of His commanding voice. But, instead of feeling sad or confused, or even angry, she was relieved. Finally she belonged, He owned her and everything about her. Her body is His and her pleasure is His to grant, and her must beg her Master as commanded. And beg she did, “Ohhhhhh Goddd pleaseee, pleaseeee,…pleaseeeee,… Master, may I cum pleaseeeee” She begged.
With a slap to her ass cheek He asked, “You want to cum for Master slut?”
“Yes Master YES” She gasped as she wriggled frantically on His fingers.
He then asked, “Who do you belong to SLUT?”
“You Masterrrr,.. I’mmm Your slut” replied barely able to speak at all.
With that, she had given Master what He wanted and He commanded, “CUM FOR MASTER SLUT”
And she obeyed her Master’s command, she screamed in pleasure and ecstasy, as the waves took over, shaking her body beyond her wildest dreams, both her cunt and asshole flexing in a magnificent orgasm of cataclysmic proportions. Tiny bursts of light dancing behind her eye lids as her mind, body and soul were marked by her Master’s ownership.
She had cum so hard that she in fact passed out and laid limp on the bench where her total submission had just taken place. She did not start to come too, until she felt her Master pulling her up to her feet as He helped to hold her up right. As He helped her to walk back over to the leather couch, she felt a wave of shame and humiliation start to wash over as she glanced over at the women sitting there with her eyes lustfully locked on her well used body, as she also felt her dripping wet panties slipping down her legs more and more with each little step she took until they came to rest at her ankles. He then let her limp body gently drop to the floor as He stood above her for a moment looking down at the slave He knew was now ready to take the next step of her journey. Reaching down and taking a tight grip of her hair, He command, “On your knees slut” As she was forced up onto her knees to kneel before Him with the helpful pull of His hand locked tight in her hair just before He turned and sat of the leather couch before her.
Looking down at her kneeling there on the floor at His feet, He commanded, “Give Me them panties” and with without any hesitation at all she she put her hands behind her back and pulled them from around her ankles. Her hand was trembling as she handed them up to His open hand. As she was putting them in His hand, His other hand slipped into her hair then gripped her by the hair. Her body didn’t need a command, It was like her body had become one with her Master’s will and as He moved to sit on the edge of the leather couch, her kneeling body slipped right up over His right knee until she now lay with her face turned sideways on the leather couch. With a slip of His leg, her ass was pushed up in the air on full display before His eyes. She found it to be very humiliating to be taken over His knee at her age, and the fact that she knew the other women was still sitting there seeing it all just added to her humiliation. She felt His open hand smooth over her soft ass cheeks, as He commanded, “Open your legs slut” She trembled at the command knowing full well that the women sitting there would have a full view of her dripping wet cunt when she did so. But one good slap to her right ass cheek got her moving to His command and her legs were now wide open as wide as she could get them with one leg of each side of her Master lag. She then felt Him rubbing her soaking wet cunt up with her panties. Then He balled them up into a ball in His hand and rubbed them over her lips. Being forced to smell the lustful smell of her own dripping cunt sent new waves of lustful need to her cunt and she could feel wetness starting to trickle down her thighs. No command was even needed, as a finger from His other hand sliped down between her wet cunt lips and felick her hard little clit, her mouth opened as she moaned due to the effect His finger had on her throbbing clit. He then pushed the wet ball of panties inside so she could not only smell, but also taste what a slut was as He was showing her what it really feels like to be a slut, His slut!!. Tears of overwhelming humiliation were rolling down her face due to being made to take her balled panties in her mouth, but that humiliation didn’t stop the new need she felt in her very core to suck every drop of her lust from them panties after she felt that first painful slap of Him hand on her up turned ass.
She felt His hand that was in her hair, grip the hair much tighter as He drew His powerful hand back in the air. WACK, His hand hit her squarely on the right ass cheek. She moaned as she felt the burning sensation of pain quickly dull. WACK, another one on the other cheek even harder making her open her mouth and scream silently as her eyes opened wide looking right into the eyes of the sitting before her. WACK, WACK, another to each cheek. WACK WACK, WACK WACK, as four more come very fast down on her now glowing ass cheeks. Then two more, WACK WACK, And said, “You like that don’t you SLUT,… YESSSSSS MASTERRRR,… WACH WACK, Her ass was on fire from the spanking He was giving her and she could not understand how she could feel like she was getting ready to peak by Him spanking her like this. But when she felt one of His legs lock her right leg into place and Him let go of her hair to take a tight hold on her other leg with His hand forcing her legs to stay wide open as He give her a SLAP right between her open legs, slapping her dripping wet cunt with a painfully singing slap. Her hips started bucking into the air as she shook from head to toe, SLAP,… SLAP,… SLAP… As Master said, “Are you going to cum for Master SLUT?,.. Show Master what a SLUT you are and cum for Master” With all her might, she really did try to stop the impending tidal wave, but hearing His commanding voice calling her a slut and showing her what a slut she was just added fuel to the flames of humiliation as well as fueled the fire that was building in her belly to prove to herself once and for all that was a complete slut, His slut. Her heart was racing as she cried out MASTERRRRRR and her body exploded in an orgasm that was a mixture of pain and pleasure like she never felt before.
She thought she would never stop cumming, the waves just rolled over and over her ascending and breaking and ascending again, her whole body was shuddering and spasming as she lay there over her Master’s lap. She was no longer screaming because she was barely able to breathe. After shuddering for what seemed like minutes, she fell still in semi consciousness to the feel of her Master’s hand rubbing over her hot spanked ass cheeks, no longer caring what happened. She had never in her life felt those sensations, and she quit fighting within herself that she didn’t want this. She wanted it. And she wanted to be owned. Yes, she was a slut, Master’s slut and she never wanted to forget it.
As He pulled the panties from her mouth, He tucked His foot off to the side, letting her limp body slid off His knee to the floor at His feet with a little help from His hand in her hair. There was no more fought in her as she lay there on the floor. She was powerless to do anything short of what he commanded of her….. “On your kness SLUT, right NOW” He commanded,… She forced herself up to her knees between His open legs. Putting His hand out before her face, no command was needed. She bent to His hand, opened her mouth and suck and licked every drop of her cum off her Master’s hand. As He pulled His hand from her licking mouth, He took her chin firmly in His hand and tipped her red tear covered face up then looked into her eyes as He said, “Good girl, you have done well slut, and I know that My slut has learned something today” and as she started to say something, the grip on her chin got tighter and He said, “Shhhh, not one word slut, your eyes tell Master all He needs to know right now”. Turning His head to look over at velvet that had been sitting there being a good girl the whole time, enjoying the show. He snapped His fingers and she jumped up like a bolt of lighting hit her ass and dropped right down along side littleone on her wide spread knees, with her hands laid on her thighs palm up, shoulders back, thrusting her breasts forward, as her head was tipped down. Still holding littleones chin in His hand, He turned her head and made her look at how velvet was kneeling at her side as He said, “This is velvet, look at the way she is kneeling before her Master, learn from it slut” then as she moved her lower body into position, He turns her back to facing Him as He said “Good Girl,… Now,…When Master is done with you today, velvet here will take your slut ass to a bathroom so you can clean yourself up, she will then give you a box that WAS going to be sent to your home today, but being YOU felt the need to come to Master and learn this lesion today I will be sending it home with you. You are not to open this box until you get home. Do you understand slut what I’m telling you”
“Yes Master”
Then He commanded, “Both of you slut sand and strip”
There was no question of disobeying. Almost like she was in a trance, she stood up right there beside velvet and stripped down until she was sanding there naked before her Master side by side with velvet. He then moved to the left end of the leather couch and commanded velvet to kneel there at the end of the armrest. As she did so, He looked up at littleone commanded, “I want you to go over there behind My desk to the black cupboard, choose something for Me to use.” A little confused now, she made her way behind His desk and went to the cupboard, she gasped as she opened it, for hanging in the cupboard was a collection of ten floggers. As she just stood there looking at them, Him command, “Make your choice slut and bring it to Me” She knew she had no choice but to do as Master commanded, and put her hand out and felt the different floggers, trying to find the softest one. Eventually choosing one in purple velvet. She walked back to him slowly, eyes downcast and dropped to her knees before Him. As He took the flogger from her, smiling to Himself, He said, “Excellent choice slut, this one happens to be My new toy. What better one to use, a new toy for My new toy. Now then, move up here between My legs so you can pleasure your Master, as He returns the compliment.” She moved in tight between His open legs with her eyes looking down at His hands as He slowly took His hard cock out right before her eyes. He then took her chin in His hand and forced her to look into His eyes as He said, “I want you to show your Master your need to serve Him as you pleasure Him with you mouth” Her whole body trembled as His hand moved to the top of her head and pushed down to His cock.
She took hold of His hard cock, and started to lick it. First around the head, and then up and down the sides, coating His cock in her saliva. She felt something touch her back, making her jump a little. It felt soft though, which surprised her, until she realised that He was just lightly stroking her back with the flogger. She felt it again, on her ass now, and running up her back. She started to suck Him into her mouth, cradling His balls in her hand. The more she sucked, the firmer the strokes became with the flogger, and the more it turned her on. Her cunt was moistening with new lustful need, rapidly; she squeezed on His balls, and started to take Him deeper. The flogger coming down harder now, and yet, the pain did not matter; it only increased her own arousal to suck all of her Master inside her. The harder she sucked, the stronger the blow, the wetter she became. She could not believe the sensations she was feeling kneeling there being His cock sucking slut, it only made her want Him more as she kept sucking pulling on it with her mouth. She could feel her own cunt responding, to both the pleasure and pain. The flogger struck again and again, hard enough to make her jump, but she felt no pain, only a growing arousal, it served only to excite her and make her even more eager to service her Master’s cock. As she took his cock deeper into her throat than she ever thought possible. She felt His legs go straight out in front of Him, and braced herself. She was desperate to touch herself now, to bring on her own orgasm, to match His. He exploded, filling her mouth and throat, as she gagged, then swallowed, sucking and draining her Master cock of His seed.
He pushed her off His cock, and down onto her back, tossing her the flogger, and saying, “Fuck yourself with the handle slut. Make yourself come. You know you want to, NOW DO IT.”
She grabbed at the flogger, reversing it, and driving the shaft deep inside of herself. Moaning as she fucked her own cunt wildly as she pushed her hips into the air, knowing now that it would only take seconds, she was so aroused. Her eyes closed, rubbing her clit as she fucked herself with the handle. “Please may I come, Master? PLEASEEEE?”
And He command, “CUMMM SLUT”
As she now lay on the floor, her orgasm over, she felt satiated somewhat, and yet, also humiliated as her head turns to the side and saw velvet kneeling there with her nipples hard a little rocks as her eyes were filled with a lust like she had never seen before. Master then reached out and gently stoked the side of velvet face and said, “Clean My flogger” and littleone didn’t move an inch as she lay there with open lags as velvet bent over and put her hand up between her legs and took a hold of the flogger. But giving it a little push, sending it deeper before pulling it out and taking it to her mouth to lick it clean.
As He stood up above them both, He said, “You have shown Master a wonderful display of your need for this submission littleone, now do as your told like a good little slut and take your box home, velvet will help you. And you should really read velvets book, it will help you get where you need to be slave” As He walked away from them, and out the door.

Tuesday night,… Was Very quiet. She is sitting in an overstuffed striped chair by the window, a streetlight spreading a candle like glow over the pages of the book she is reading. Hardly anyone here and it is so quiet, except for the sound of her stockings scraping against each other when she shifts her thighs, which she was doing frequently, given the content of the book she is reading. Her face is warm with uncontrollable arousal, She was in fact torn between raising the book to hide herself or lowering it to hide the cover, somewhat embarrassed at what she reading, but too absorbed in the stories to put it down. Not that it really matters, because there is no one here to watch her and they probably wouldn’t watch her even if they were in here.

No one here except for that little earthquake heading towards her in the form of boots that are clicking against marble floors, until He hits the carpet and becomes hard silence. She raises her eyes and peeks over the top of the book at Him, and snap back to the text the minute His dark blue eyes collide with hers. She lifted the book higher to cover her face, then remembering the cover, she dropped it to her lap, remember she must hide herself, she raised it again, blushing even harder, as well as now breathing much harder. Her heart was pounding as she acknowledge to herself that she had been caught. She can hear Him pause on the carpet and then turn. From behind the book, she can see He has disappeared into literature, somewhere around Ayn Rand.

Three pages pass, she is wet, hot, unbelievably absorbed, wide and so willing. She working hard not to remember, that unlike the people in these stories, she has no one to seduce but herself. She is definitely avoiding that thought. No matter how much she makes love to herself, fucks herself, no matter how many of those toys that should be used by a lover: the ice, oils & lotions, beads, vibes, butt plugs and various other toys she brings out, knowing she will be embarrassed by them in the morning, but have her so very hot right now, no matter how many times she brings herself to the peak and then hold her cum back, before she finally gives in and falls, screaming so loud she can’t control it, her nipples hard as she pull at them, vibrator thrumming away against her clit, her thighs & stomach shaking, all of this doesn’t matter, as her cunt grabs desperately, clutching for a cock , a hot, hard, silky, engorged cock, attached to a warm man.

At those moments, when she lies there in recovery, shaking, already imagining the next orgasm because she has not satisfied anything at all, she can almost feel His mouth on her tits, His cock in her mouth, the taste and smell of Him. But, in her eyes she is not really pretty, and she don’t feel that men really want to do these things to her, so she settles for herself.

She don’t even notice that her right hand has slipped across her chest like it has a mind of it’s own, snaked under the fabric of her blouse, and is teasing her nipple, pulling her nipple ring against her skin, puckering, aching. She shifts again, the shiver of wetness, actual drops, trickling down into her pantyhose. She pinches her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, nearly jumping at the mix of pleasure and pain. Suddenly there is a large hand on her thigh and she really jumped to the touch. She lowered the book quickly, smacking the spine of the book against the broad hand spreading out over her leg. The man from the literature section is squatting beside her, touching her so familiarly she should of smack Him for real, but instead she found herself apologizing. “I’m sorry,” she said.

He smiles, as she looks up into His eyes and sees an unidentifiable flicker in His dark blue eyes. “No need to apologize,” He said “I’m sorry I startled you.” He was older than her, too old for her, probably, then the muscles in His thighs push against His jeans when he shifts His weight. “How’s the book?” He asks, as she watch the movement of His head, only the slightest motion, His eyes locked against hers, stroking her jaw. She is blushing and stumbling nervous.

“It’s um, good,” she said weakly, wondering why she can’t be normal and read mystery novels like other people do in bookstores. “So I see,” He says, smiling as He looks toward at her hand, her fingers still working her nipple. “Oh god,” she said, and yank her hand away from her breast. She was too embarrassed to even say I’m embarrassed. “It’s okay,” He said, as His hand travels, one long, slow, heavy, circle on her thigh, and when His hand stops, He is further up her leg and His fingers are pointing towards her very wet cunt. They both looked at His hand but didn’t make a move until He removes it and stands. “Your coffee’s cold,” He nods towards her mug, which has ceased steaming and has evaporated into pale sludge. “May I buy you another?” “I don’t,” she is stammering, stuttering, swallowing. He offers her His hand, then said very firm. Don’t say no.

Over coffee, she spills the sugar twice and her coffee three times. He is an architect, or so He says, and she can see that He is reading a novel she had never heard of. She left her book upstairs. He peers at her over His mug, which He holds with both hands wrapped around it, as though He were warming them, but she can still feel His palm print burning against her thigh and she knows His hands are not cold at all. They are large, strong, slightly rough, and she can see the cuticles fraying and imagine the calluses against her skin.

Her skirt was a little too tight, and ever time she shifted, the skirt rides up her thighs. “Don’t,” He said, the third time she stopped to adjust it, and He slides His hand up the back of her thigh, taking the skirt with it. He removes His hand and studies His work. She inhales, hoping that will eliminate the thigh spread somehow, but He doesn’t seem to mind. “What do you do, little one?” He asks her, sipping from His mug, His lips thin and broad. “I work in an office,” she said, feeling stupid and gawkish, childish even and wishing she could just run out. She thinks to herself, I am incapable of flirting, I know this, hell even the woman behind the coffee counter knows this, why can’t He just think and figure it out and just let me go? He just laughs, though. “Do you always read erotica in public?”

Her mind was running a mile a minute on things like, there is something about His voice, it is deep and warm and she could almost feel it all around her as though she could press her palms against the broadness just like the broadness of His chest and feel the rumble,… “No,” she said, as she stumbles over the word again. “I mean, I just, picked it up.” “There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” He said, and she could hear what she felt was tenderness in His voice, though when she looked up, she don’t see it in His face. He puts down His mug and lays His hand across hers. She jerks away and spills her coffee again; blushing thinking to herself, make it end, please make this end.

He leans forward and His tone becomes conspiratorial. She can smell the coffee on His breath, nearly taste the cream. “I found watching you as you read very arousing and don’t ever lie to Me any more about this being your first time, I have watched you many times little one.” she was shaking from the tone of His voice but she also knew her cunt was calling out to Him as well, and she was absolutely terrified of this man right at this very second, and more terrified because she don’t know if she was more afraid that He will kill her or fucke the living daylights out of her. She jerk back again, coffee staining His arm this time. “I’m sorry,” she said, and she was almost in tears this time. She grabbed some napkins and dab at His arm. “I just, I should go,” you should have left me alone. He grabs her wrist encircling the bone, and lays His other hand across hers. He laughs, genuine, His grip is like steel. As the tears well up in her eyes He looks her in the eyes and said “It’s ok little one”

Still holding her wrist in place, He stands at her side and takes the napkins from her hand as He kisses her softly on the forehead, then the cheek, as His hand moves up to her shoulder. Now standing there at her side with His hand on her shoulder, He looks down into her tear filled eyes as He asked like He could read her mind or something, “Do you really want it to just end little one or do you want to experience pleasures you did not even know were possible?”

PART TWO

The very breath in her chest seems to hang frozen at His words as she looked up into the blue eyes that seemed to know her so well. Her whole body quivered with nervousness as she put hand in His and He was leading her out of the book store to the parking lot. Her mind started running out of control with fantasies about His hands running over her naked body, Him using her body any way He wanted, teaching her things she had only ever dreamed of really doing. She couldn’t believe how hard her nipples were becoming as well as how wet her cunt had become as He was leading her to His car.

As they came to a stop and He pulled His car keys out, she felt those dreaded butterflies start to fill her stomach. But it didn’t stop her as He opened the car door and helped her into the car, in fact she found it very intoxicating sitting in the car of a total stranger that she had just met knowing full well that He is most likely about to use her like a total slut. As they drive along rain slicked city streets, lamps reflecting in the asphalt, sidewalks quiet with trash and recycling, she finds herself somewhat huddled against the door.

Not one word has been said from the time she first put her hand in His. At a stoplight, He does not look at her, but His right hand finds her thighs and pulls one of her legs towards Him, forcing them apart. She can smell her own wet cunt, her own desire and heat from between her legs and she is sure that He can too. “Would you do something for Me?” He asks suddenly. She don’t say anything. He looks over at her. “Unbutton your blouse,” He tells her softly. It is an order, but it is not a command. She sits there for a moment, and then, leaning forward, she slips suit jacket off and unbutton her blouse. There are holes in the lace of her bra and when He reaches over again, without looking, to run the back of His fingers over her breasts, her nipples pokes through the weave, dark rose against faded white. She inhale sharply, though He has barely touched her. She know now what it will feel like when He does, and she wanted to scream out right then that she wants this so much. But He pulls His hand away. “Could you take off your bra?” This time it is a question, but she cannot and will not answer no, though she hesitate with the hooks.

She realized that she will have to take off her shirt to take off her bra and she look outside but there is no one to see. She is thinking to herself, this isn’t how normal people do it, is it? Is this how people get seduced? As she is pulling off her shirt, turning to pull the tail out from the waistband of her skirt, her naked breast brushes the cold window. She inhale sharply and she can hear Him smile behind her. She has done this when she masturbates, held a breast against the coolness of a mirror, nipple kissing its own reflection. She loves cold and ice against her skin, wanting more, and more before the welcoming heat of a mouth, teeth, lips, tongue.

He pulls over to the curb and parks the car. She is now breathing heavily. He reaches over and again He trails the back of His hand over her breasts, His knuckles teasing her nipples, her mouth parts. He unbuckles her seatbelt and then His own, He moves towards her. He kisses her softly once, and then lowers His head to her breasts, kissing around and across her collarbone, over the flesh, then finally catching each nipple in His mouth, sucking. She throw her head back, amazed, moaning, and her hand travels automatically to plunge into her very wet cunt. Just as the tips of her fingers slid between them wet lips, He doesn’t look up at her, He just grips her hand and pulls it up behind her back as He bites her nipple, gently, His teeth are like electric against her skin. She starts to cry out, “Please…” I begggg, but He simply lowers His head to the other breast, still pinning her arm behind her back, He sucks and nibbles and chews until she is writhing beneath Him. He lifts His head and releases Her arm, nearly asleep by now. He reaches for her breasts and tugs at her nipples, pinching them both between his thumbs and forefingers, like He was testing for something. She jerk again, like a rag doll, and He nods, as though she has pleased Him somehow.

He got out of the car and He walks around to her side of the car and opens the door for her, chivalrous to the last, and she fumbles to put on her blouse before she steps onto the street. The light at the end of the block turns green and two cars drive by. He shakes His head at her and pulls her to her feet, her blouse hanging on her arm, her rock hard nipples pouting against the night air, colder, wetter, than any mirror. Just as she started to object. He pulls her to Him and kisses her on the lips, hard, His tongue crushing against hers, tasting her teeth, her desperation. He is hard, she can feel His cock against her stomach, and that pleases her to no end, knowing that she did that. He pulls away suddenly and then a car passes, and she is standing there, drugged with heat & lust, the headlights shine on her bare breasts, stained with the bruises from His mouth, His hands, exposed for anyone to see, to touch. Her cunt is so wet, so wide, so ready, that she can hardly walk, and she knew, at this very moment in time, she would do anything He asked of her.

The elevator creaks its way up the shaft to the top floor, slatted light falling across her breasts, interrupted intermittently by the floors. She looked at this man, sliding a glance through her stumpy lashes, cheap mascara long since faded. He is considering her breasts, but He looks neither pleased nor displeased. She wonder if He is thinking He has made a mistake, now that He has seen the way the waistband of her skirt folds a little to accommodate the swell of her stomach that isn’t really flat any more. It’s too late for a diet now. Ashamed, she reaches to pull the blouse to cover her, and without looking away from her tits, He reaches out and slaps her hands back to her sides. “Sorry,” she said, for what seems like the fifteenth time that night already. He shakes his head. Do not cover yourself unless I tell you to.” The elevator jerks to a stop and He gestures her out into the hallway. She steps uncertainly, her shoes clicking against the floor. A few doors down the hall there is a man fumbling with his keys at His door. He is tall, thin, looks foreign. An orange brown leather jacket and a newspaper folded under His arm. He has spiky blonde hair, small black rimmed glasses. He looks up at them, and she wants to move to cover herself, but she can feel Him behind her, and she don’t dare.

She felt very small, suddenly, between these two men with her bare breasts out for all to see. She half expected to be rewarded for leaving her shirt off, but of course, there is no reward. The man at the door simply smiles at them as if He sees half naked women in the hallway all the time, and then opens the door to His apartment and steps in. He steers her on down the corridor as she looks at the floor thinks, the floor Alice in Wonderland black diamonds, white diamonds, checker board, chess board, checkmate, Little One, your know His. He slips the key in the lock and ushers her into a dark hallway.

Light ahead, dim yellow glow cast by an old lampshade, she walks toward it, drawn, like a moth. It leads her into the big living room, where the only thing she notices is the books; hundreds of them, maybe thousands. Floor to ceiling bookshelves, and then stacked along the exposed brick walls when there is no longer enough room on the shelves. She runs her fingers along the shelves, tasting them with her fingers, so overwhelmed with quantity that she doesn’t even read the titles. He walks up behind her and she turns so her back is against the shelves, spine to spine with these books. He stands in front of her this time, she wanted to run away so badly, but she also wanted Him to take away this ache, she wanted to feel her hard little nipples being sucked into His mouth until He swallowed her whole.

He pulls off his shirt and she bites her lip at His chest, broad, firm and muscular. Light curls and whorls of hair threaded with gray, and she can imagine the taste of the salt on His skin. Her tongue flicks out over her lips like it has a life of it’s own. She looks up at His face and sees the same gray lining His temples and a little scattered through His hair and His goatee. She catches herself wondering whether there will be gray hair, well, everywhere, and then the image of His hard cock rising up from His thighs makes her swallow hard.

He reaches for her hands, which she is holding obediently by her sides, fighting the urge to scrape her nails down His chest to the little trail of hair that disappears into His waistband, and He brings them to His mouth, nuzzling the knuckles, breathing against her palms. Then He lifts them higher, interlocks his fingers with hers, presses the backs of her hands against the bookshelves, she feels the cool painted wood. She has to stretch to keep her hands up as high as He is holding them, pinning her against the hard covers of the books, and only when she is immobilized just so, He leans down to kiss her. His kiss is soft, He tests before He attacks, tasting her teeth, her tongue with His own.

It makes her start to shiver all over again, makes her forget about the ache in her arms and think about the burning ache in her cunt again. Pushing her arms out, He makes her trace a snow angel in the air. He slides both her hands up under her breasts and leaves them there cupping the underside of them. As He steps back she feels like a harem girl offering them up to be used by the Master. As He stands there looking at her offering, she can’t help but feel the need to lean to follow Him, drawn by His simple existence, by the fishing line of tension He has drawn to her cunt. “You can put your hands down.” He tells her, when He could see that her biceps are burning by her sides. He lets her hands drop and her fingers flicker, instinct telling her to reach for what she wanted, but her newfound knowledge is also telling her that if she reaches she will not capture it for it is He that is in control now and only Him. He steps back even more and sits in His reading chair then looks up at her standing there before Him, “Undress for Me” He said. Now that was a command and she could feel it in her heart and there was no question that she would do just as she was told.

Fumbling for the fastening at the back of her skirt. She hesitated, consciously nervous again as she was wondering whether she should take it all off at once, the skirt, the pantyhose, and the panties? She couldn’t bear to have Him see her standing in her pantyhose, her faded underwear, so she hook her thumbs inside all three and begin to pull, stumbling and sitting down heavily on the floor as she pull them off the rest of the way, glowing in humiliation. Hopping to make light of it she said, It doesn’t look like that on TV. He just gave her a smile and said, “Well we will just have to work on that then,… Now get back up on your feet and turn around” She stands up and turns facing the wall of books, she can feel His eyes moving over every inch of her body as she stands there. Then comes the command “Open your legs” and as she did as she was told He command “Wider”

She could hear Him getting up from His chair and slips up behind her. His breath is hot on her hair and though she can not see Him, electricity tells her exactly where He is. She can smell His aftershave and the presence of His manliness so close behind is taking over her mind. She is shaking in anticipation of what she is about to let happen next as if she really had any power to stop it. He slips His hands up to her shoulders, the skin of His hands tough and slightly rough. He rubs her shoulders for a moment, relaxing them from their tight clenching, and then His hands slid down her arms and moving them back into place with her cupping her own breasts from the underside holding them out in an offering. As He whispered in her ear, ” Don’t you move little one or you will force Me to punish you”

She could feel her nipple hardening up like little rocks and her entire body began to tingle with pleasure to the sound of His words in her ear. She couldn’t help herself even if she wanted too. Her body was responding to His attentions eagerly. Her eyes snapped open wide and she gasped softly as she felt Him take both of her hard little nipples between His thumbs and forefingers. As He pinched and twisted her tingling nipples she did her best to not move as commanded but it was hard when she could out right feel her cunt dripping down her open legs. Then let go of her right nipple as He played with the left. He then lifted His right hand and slapped the top of her right tit. Another gasp escaped her soft lips and she arched her back violently back to Him. Her whole body shook uncontrollably to the mix of pleasure and pain that His slap had brought her. Even before she could totally come down or even have much of an understanding of what had just happen. It was the right nipple between His fingers and the left one was being slapped. Over and over non stop until He had given each one five slaps as her screams resounded around the room in a mixture of anguish and need for ecstasy. She could feel her wetness running down her inner thighs like never before. It was the most intense thing she ever felt to date. Her whole body trembled as she felt His fingers sliding up the back of her neck just before His hand clenched into a tight fist as He pulled back on her head forcing her to look up into His blue eyes. As she looked up into them she not only realized that He knew just how close she was to climaxing, but He know what she needed.
Using the hand full of hair, He walked her down another hallway off the living room, by the chrome kitchen, and many closed doors until they came to the door at the end of the hallway. As He opens the door, her eyes can barely make out the walls in the dim light, filled with things she had never seen before of metal and leather. Panic rising in her body as the realization of her situation sinks in,…………

Part three

Standing Just about three feet into the room as He turned on another light that revealed to her widening eyes, a large room with dark stone walls, the room was much larger then even the big living room was and it is filled from wall to wall with various devices. She couldn’t help but gaze in awe at all the whips, chains, floggers, crops, restraints, hoods, and gags on the walls as she stood there with shaking knees just inside a real life dungeon for the first time in her life. The room is filled with toys of all types.

After locking the door behind Him, He turned taking her by the hand and led her to the other side of the room to where there was a large mirror on the wall, she assumed the position demanded of her that now had her standing about three foot away from the mirror. He stepped right in front of her with His back to the mirror and looked down into her eyes as He said, “Spread your legs little one” He could see a single tear roll down her right cheek as she spread her legs good and wide this time for Him. He could see the lust in her very soul as He was looking down into her eyes when He then said, “Now Stick your hips out and use your fingers to pull your wet cunt open for Me” She was really starting to tremble as she bent her knees a little and pushed her hips out. The humiliation was also starting to set in as she reached down and spread her bald cunt lips wide open as wide as she could get them. It made her all that much more aware of how wet and sticky she was down there, as well as the horrible aching of her swollen clit. He felt she looked so good standing there on wide open legs pushing her wet cunt out as she held it wide open, face bright red with humiliation and body trembling with lust all at the same time.

“Good girl, now stay right there and DON’T move” He said as He slipped from between her and the mirror then turned to the side as He pulled a moveable black wall behind her stopping her from seeing much of anything in the dungeon but her own lusting self standing there naked, exposed, and vulnerable. As He walked to the other side of the wall she could no longer see Him but she could hear Him doing something behind her. The anticipation as well as the humiliation of having to hold herself open like this was killing her. And it isn’t long before she finds herself fighting her hands in her mind, which are desperate to rub that aching clit between her legs. Just the sounds that filled the room of Him setting up what ever it was He planed to use for the session had her breathing hard. She tips her head back a minute in hopes that taking her eyes off the naked lust filled slut that she is seeing in the mirror will help combat the deep need to play with her aching clit. But in doing so, her eyes become fixed on the fact that there is what looks like a Web-Cam at the top of the mirror that she didn’t see before and it’s looking right down at her standing there exposing herself like a total slut.

She stood there looking back and forth between the mirror and the Web-Cam feeling totally helpless, locked in this dungeon a prisoner to her own lust with this man she barely knew that seemed to know all the right buttons to push to force her to lust for more and more of whatever it is He wants of her. She couldn’t help but let her mind fill with the mental images of dropping to her knees and begging Him just take her and thrust His hard cock deep inside her aching cunt and slam fuck her. Just as she was asking herself in her mind, does He really know how much I want and need this? She felt His heat and seen Him standing right behind her naked body in the mirror.

As she felt as well as seen His hands slid over her body from behind and take her nipples between His fingers. He whispered in her ear, “Eyes open little one, I want you to see as well as feel what I’m doing” It hit her hard when her ears heard the words that came from her own mouth, “Yes Master.” she couldn’t believe she just called Him that. She had never even gone home with a man she had just met before, yet here she is locked naked in a dungeon with a man as she is calling Him Master and it feels like the right thing to do. As He said, “Good girl” she moaned loudly to His words and she pushed her hips out further before she even realized what she was doing. In doing so she found herself laid back onto His chest. He was now just about holding her up as He was starting to really work her nipples. As His grip got tighter and tighter on her nipples, He could see her hips starting to move as she was fucking the air. He then whispered in her ear, “What do you want little one?” And a deep dark moan escapes from within her very soul as she flips her head back and the sound coming from deep within her throat fill the room. “EVERYTHINGGGG MASTERRRRRRR”

Her whole body was trembling with a new lust like she had never felt before as His hands let go on her nipples and slipped away from her naked body. Just as she started to feel the lose of His touch on her lusting body, she felt the fingers of His right hand slid up into her hair and took a tight controlling grip, He whispered in her ear one more time, ” I knew I wasn’t wrong about you, Master is going to give you EVERYTHING you need” She could see His left hand pulling something black out of His pocket in the mirror, She didn’t know right away what it was but whatever it was it was ok fore she could no longer think, she could only do, she was in His control and she know it. She looked at the mirror at herself as He placed a black collar around her neck and locked it in place with a little padlock then attached it to a leash.

When He took the end of the leash in hand, she felt something hit her very core like she had never felt before and she instinctively knew her place in life and that place was at the end of His leash kneeling at her Master’s side. After letting go of her hair, He slipped back in between her and the mirror and looked deep into her glazed over eyes and said, “Now little one, the time has come for you to show Master where you belong” She had always did what she wanted, when she wanted. If anything, she at least had the illusion that she was free and in control of her life, but as she knelt down for the first time in her life on the floor at the feet of the man that she has now come to know as Master, she knew in her heart that everything before now was in fact an illusion. And when He gave the leash a little pull and said “Come little one” She didn’t even think about humiliation of being in a collar and lead by a leash as she dropped down onto all fours, her Master’s pet.

With her on all fours, He lead her all the way to the other end of the dungeon where they came to a wood frame made up of two upright post and a wood beam fixed to the tops of the posts that had a set of shackles dangling down from it. Standing her back on her feet, He takes her by the left wrist pulling her arm up into the air and locks her wrist in the shackle. He body begins to tremble as her thoughts race, when He takes her by the other wrist and pulls it up into the air and locks it in place. Her heart is pounding so hard she and feel it in her whole body as He bends down locking both her ankles into place forcing her legs even wider then before. But as her Master gets back to His feet and stands there right before her helpless tied body and she really gets her first deep look into the blue eyes of her new found Master, she knows in her heart that there is no other place in the world that she would want to be other then right here right now tied and oh so ready to be used by her Master.

He is stand very close to her, her eyes never leaving His as He comes in even closer and gives her a soft gentle kiss on her lips. Her mouth opens as they kiss and as He pulls away from the wet kiss He slips a red ball-gag into her open mouth and locks it in place behind her head. She watches Him as He walks over to a little table about ten feet away and turns to the table. When He turns back around she sees that He has a big black leather paddle in one hand and a set of clover nipple clamps on a silver chain. Her eyes widen as she watches Him as He comes closer to her and strokes both her breasts then take her nipples between His fingers then roll and tweak them until they are both hard as rocks and she feels her dripping wet cunt burning with need as her hips can’t help but move showing her need to be taken.

She arches her back as much as the shackles will let her, voluntarily thrusting her breasts out for His touch. Her body quivers as He fastens one of the clamps then adjusts it till it bites onto her right nipple painfully tight then does the same thing to the left one as well. A deep moan escapes past the ball-gag in her mouth as He picks up the chain of her nipple clamps pulling it tight as He tied it to a rope that was feed around a pulley on the wall about six feet away. Her body strains against the shackles as she watched Him pick the paddle up. He comes behind her and runs the paddle over the curve of her ass cheeks getting the feel of it. She moans again arching her back to the feel of the leather paddle sliding over her soft ass cheeks that she knows will soon be burning red hot. Then suddenly He turns and walks away, paddle in hand without even giving her one whack.

He head turns to the side as best she can to see what He is doing and sees He is rolling what looks like a 4-foot wide by 8-foot tall wall over so it is now about five foot in front of her. As He pulls the black cover off the rolling wall, she thinks to herself, OH GOD not another mirror. As He slips back behind her with paddle in hand, this time whispers in her ear “I want your eyes open at all times, I want you to see what your Master sees when your being used as My slut” Then again He steps back a little and rubs the paddle over her soft ass cheeks as she is watching Him in the mirror. Then suddenly she finds herself straining against the shackles that hold her in place as she sees His arm pull back in the air then come back with the first slap of the paddle on her right ass cheek then very fast to give another one to her left one as well. Her eyes are wide open as she feels the red hot pain of the two slips of the paddle light her ass up, she already feels them growing warm with just the two slaps.

Smack,.. Smack,.. One cheek then the other over and over the leather paddle stings across her ass, making her gasp with each sting kiss of the paddle. Her eyes never leaves the view in the mirror of herself in shackles as her Master spanks her with His paddle until He has given her ten smacks to each cheek. When He comes to a stop, her head drops down and her body goes limp with the shackles being the only thing holding her up in place. He then puts a hand around her limp body and takes hold of the chain and gives it a good pull forcing her body to come back to life fore He is by no way done using His little slut. Picking up His flogger, He keeps His eyes on her in the mirror as He flips it up between her wide open legs two fast times making the very tips kiss her wet cunt lips as her eyes open wide Quick as lightning. Then two more even harder making her really start to test her restraints. Then her whole body quakes as He rapidly but with much less force strike them dripping wet cunt lips over and over ten times as the wet spanking sound fills the room.

Her cunt is now feeling need like it has never felt before. When she feels His hand on her red ass her hips come to life and unconsciously push back to His hand begging for His touch. As His hand slips down between her legs for the first time she can feel how wide open her wet cunt lips really are when two of His fingers dip right up inside her. Her cunt has never burned with a lust as hot as it is burning now. He was standing right behind her now, two finger right up inside her hot cunt as His other hand slipped around her body and started playing with her hard clit making her hips buck back to Him out of control with lusting need. Then she felt it, the thing she has been ready to drop to her knees and beg for all this time. She felt the head of her Masters hard cock running between her wet cunt lips. She can feel Him push the tip of it just between the wet lips as He takes a hold of her hips in both hands. With one little push, the head is inside her as she started to moan uncontrollably with the need to feel her Master deep inside her. That is when He whispered in her ear, “Show Master what you want slut” And she did just that as she did all she could to push her hips back to Him over and over making the head of His hard cock fuck in and out of her wet cunt lips making her want it that much more.

Tightening the hold on her hips, SLAMMMM He sent it home right up into her very core and He could feel her cunt walls locking down on His hard cock as her head was slamming from side to side and she was cumming all over her Masters hard cock.

But He wasn’t going to let this slut off that easy, with a tight grip of her hips He started driving in and out of her cumming cunt taking what was now His for the taking. Her body couldn’t help but come right back to life as she was really taking the fucking of a life time and it was her Master that was giving it to her. His cock was driving balls deep into her hot cunt as His balls slapped over her clit with every thrust of His cock. Pulling His cock back until just the head was inside her then driving it home over and over. Then it happen, His cock slipped out and she felt it move up a little higher between her red ass cheeks. He was going to take her tight little asshole and make it His as well and He wasn’t going to stop until He had it. Just as she felt her tight little asshole start to open and the head of His cock popped inside she thought she heard another women’s voice in the room, but right then the only thing on her mind was the size of His cock as He gave a final shove and buried Himself to the hilt in her tight ass.

She was powerless to do anything but let Him have what already belong to Him any ways. He rubbed her engorged clit and was rewarded with loud cries from behind the ball-gag as her entire body shook with another intense orgasm. She sobbed Masterrrrr over and over as she shuddered, her ass gripping His cock the whole time wanting to suck Him right into her very core. She couldn’t fight it, she just screamed behind the ball-gag as it ripped through her body again and again, sending her body into spasms, her body jerked and bucked as His hard cock was still buried balls deep inside her tight ass.

Then she felt the soft touch of a women’s hand on her leg,…. Miss the store is closing would you like to buy that book?