Ocean (A BDSM Story)

“Don’t move.”

I nearly jump out of skin, but then stand still, obeying the voice that has appeared behind me. I feel the pounding of my frantic heart and I fear she can hear it too. I realize that I’ve dropped my grocery bags, and they’ve spilled their contents onto the floor. My whole body is alert and my senses more receptive than ever, and I know I heard something break. Perhaps the bottle of white wine I’d bought for dinner, or the jar of sundried tomatoes. Whatever it was, it’s not important.

The female voice ceases to be just a voice: I feel her hands coming down my waist. It stops at my bottom, squeezing it. A slight tremor sets in my body and that’s when I begin to feel fear.

Ocean; the letters come in a strong swell in my mind.

“Open the door. And hurry up,” she says, with a tranquility that would puzzle me if I weren’t so nervous.

I put a hand in my purse and rummaged through cell phone, charger, lipstick, pens and old tickets, trying to find the keys. Het hands continue to traverse my body in a none-too-gentle way, causing me to shiver. I find my keys and fumble, making several attempts to put it in the lock, until she rips them out of my hands and opens the door in just a few seconds. She pushes me inside and slammed the door.

I want to scream, very strong, but I feel a knot in the throat that prevents me. Ocean, I hear in my head. I can only think of the fucking “ocean.”

She pushes me against the wall, pulling down my thin dress.

I close my eyes tightly and when I open them again, my dress is on the floor, ripped. It was one of my favorites. She’s in black and I can’t see her face. It is covered by a leather mask. What I do see clearly are her penetrating gray eyes.

Ocean.

She steps backward to look closely at my naked body. I feel shame. My panties are on the other end of the hall, almost in the living room. I try to cover my most intimate areas with my hands, but steps forward to push them away. She grabs my neck, causing me to turn my head to one side, and begins to bite it hard. I gasp, I do not know whether by shame, by anguish, by fear or…by an almost imperceptible excitement that I begin to feel.

Ocean.

I try to shake her off as soon as I have the chance, but she grabs my wrists and grabs them firmly. She puts them over my head and then begins to lick and nibble on my breasts.

Shortly after, she fixes my wrists with one hand and, with her free hand, enters me with two fingers at once. A tide seems to flood my brain, and then oscillates and spreads through my nerves, under my skin. Two fingers, strong, only two, many, form a tsunami of pleasure. I close my eyes at the shock and the hardness of her movements. I hear a low giggle.

“You don’t like it, but you’re soaked,” she murmurs in my ear and laughs again.

I can feel my cheeks staining red and I arched my back in protest.

Ocean.

“I’m going to release you and you’re not going to move. If you do,” she pauses and stares into my eyes, “you will receive and extraordinary punishment and I assure you that you’ll regret it.

Ocean. Ocean, ocean.

I swallow and try to stay as still as possible. With no need to hold my limbs, she crouches, separates my legs and opens her mouth to reveal her tongue. A moan escapes me and I don’t realize until I hear it.

Her tongue traverses my vulva with an unexpected ability, exploring the folds I did not know I had. It makes me twist and spread my legs almost inadvertently.

She’ll think I like it, I repeat, letting my voice ring in my head. Ocean.

But the truth is that yes, I love it, although I can’t express it aloud. I loved letting myself be subjected to the orders of my stranger, I loved lowering my guard.

I let her a few seconds later, take me by the arm and take me to the kitchen. Let her seat me up on the counter and put her fingers back, this time three…Her tongue renews its onslaught.

I now can’t help but let my body release the gasps and groans that are born deep in my being with each charge. I let her expert hands move faster and penetrate deeper. I let her tongue make more daring movements, twisting and unscrewing, making its way. I let it, with another hand, clench my nails into my ass and tighten it tightly closer to me.

Slowly, I let my hands come down slowly, with some fear. I grasp the hair on the back of her head and push with eager force, fusing her tongue with body in an almost impossible proximity.

I am no longer aware of where my body begins and where her body ends, so I let it go completely to the licks, the scratches, the thrusts.

My body runs. I have allowed it.

The orgasm is so intense that when I reach it, I am barely conscious of what’s happening. I think she’s taking me to bed, I do not know… She keeps touching me under the sheets and I’m back to the ridge of another wave of wet passion. I am ecstatic and calm, exhausted and fearful, excited and pleased. Dizzy, I do not find myself, but I enjoy this pinch of peace that I feel for the first time in minutes, hours, eons, what do I know!

I think it’s raining outside.

***

I open my eyelids little by little, as if the light of the room would blind me. Before I can see anything, I remember everything. I remember her. I start and see her standing, staring at me with her ash-colored eyes, which seem to interrogate me. She is wrapped in a white towel, just out of the shower.

It was not rain.

“There was a moment when I was about to use our safeword,” she murmurs before pausing, in a voice different from before. Now it conveys calmness and warmth to me, and love. I’ve notice you’ve already brought in the paper for me.

My beautiful wife.

I shiver with the delight at the memory. I, too, was about to say it. It was as easy as saying “ocean,” but neither my mind nor my body wanted to.

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My Little Whore

I fumble with her little dress
on the bed
she likes the color of pink
and she spreads her legs
all ready for “Mommy”
& wet, the smell of baby powder
the smell of a girl’s cunt
and sweat from her ass–
I have tricked my little cunt
she is my neighborhood girl–
I can smell my little whore
and her tongue is smooth
circling my face and chin
licking at my ear holes
wanting to eat a good girl’s cunt
is what I want
and I pull her pink panties off
and her bald hairless cunt
stabs at my mind
wanting to be licked and sucked
her pencil style eraser nipples
pink and erect
with a flat chest
she said she is 18 years of age…
and her pig tails bounced
with red ribbon bows
and the braces on her teeth
make her look young–
and I believe her
that she is 18 years old
I offer my toes into her mouth
and she kisses each morsel
the humidity of my sexuality
I smell and can taste my own pussy
with my finger tips
and rub it under my whore’s
nostrils
to get ready for animal instincts–
like a meal
I catch her peeking at Mommy
looking up at my legs
and my thighs
she says she
“likes an older woman”
crash….
And the black woman enters the room
from a secret closet
and my blonde cunt whore
is shocked and stunned
with a whip and training flogger
“Get the tramp in bondage” she yelled
Then the black man, out of the closet
“Oh, we got the little blonde cunt
in our world now, oh fuck”
declared Tonya & Bobby…
“she Is going to fuck and suck all
of us, deep tonight” the black lady
said
And I hold her mouth open
and she tried to bite my fingers
and we got the rubber gag
full in her mouth
and she can no longer speak…
saliva drips from the little hole
The black lady and man
got her in restraints
on the leather table
spread eagled
very wide
wider
her pink cunt lips
aroused and wet
and smells so delicious
she fights the leather table
but cannot win
against 4 point restraints
on the 4 bed posts
I walk over to my honey whore
and put my sharp fingernails
on her pink nipples
dragging them across
pleasure tonight
beyond all wildest dreams
and the black lady
and man, going to be
sucked and orally satisfied by my
little girl
dominated in her puss
and anal opening
My little whore
we will make her ass ache
and she will experience
pain & deep sexual pleasures
now, the black man
and woman strip
he is hard as a rock
fully muscular and solid
his shiny cock
ready to be orally sucked
I want to taste it baby
I love the big cock
all for my tasting and sucking
the woman, with beautiful
boobs,, I have eaten them before…
gigantic like peaches on a tree
bouncing as she struggles
to get her top off
now naked, they are ready
for my little cunt girl
Oh, she will enjoy her new
master and mistress
down in my basement sex hole
“Mommy is going to make you feel good”
I tell my blonde cunt
as she looks at me
then, I begin sucking
the black man’s cock
on my knees
Oh how delicious is he
and mistress, she
joins me on my knees
on the floor
at the leather table
we French kiss a bit
I love her tongue and her
sexy smell
I pull on her boobs
and she is lactating
I suck and kiss the
warm milk, from my
girl friend
“Oh fuck, my face full of her
milk, is so sexy”
dripping off my chin
as Master is now rock hard
as we make out in the milk
my blonde cunt is on the table
still spread eagled
tossing & turning
waiting for some big cock
in her puss and ass
so mistress & I eat the big dick
French kissing each other
turning on master
we long for each other
I put a finger in my black
girlfriends’ pussy
and she likes the attention
as I lick the white milk off her
black nipples
and oh fuck
“here comes another whore”
the black girl about 18 years old
entered the room
with cute hard nipples
like Hershey’s kisses…
and a flat chest
gives Mommy a kiss
and a quick lick on each
of my pierced nipples
spent some extra time
kissing my smooth
underarms
and smelling me
women love the
smell of their sexual nature…
she jumps on the leather table
spreads her young legs
pulls out my blonde cunt’s oral gag
and says, “eat my black cunt you fucken’ bitch”
and my whore must eat
she just has to eat this girl’s cunt
up above on the leather table
that is my gift to the blonde cunt
to make her eat a black girl’s pussy
and maybe her ass
and she is going to have the 10 inch cock
soon
very soon
“Lick that asshole”
yells Yolonda
and my blonde cunt
eats her
just as I like it
Bobby cannot take it anymore
he is rock hard
and wants release
standing now by the leather table
his hand on his cock
stroking
we got the blonde cunt
off the table and
made her stand up
next to the table
the leather ropes fall from the
ceiling
and her ankles are entrapped
now we pulled away
the table
and she in standing over the drain
Mommy and Yolonda work hard
to get the whore
on her feet
and suspended a bit
off the floor
arms above her head
and her legs spread wide for
Mistress and Master
now are up on their feet
and Yolonda got her pussy sucked
but she waited on her orgasm
getting ready for more sexual treats
evil things
We got the blonde cunt in bondage
and we formed a line
“I give all the orders here”
and they obey me
they must obey Mommy
in her castle of perverted female
lust
“My blonde cunt, you like the taste of cock?”
“Yes Mommy” she declared
“You like the taste of black women whore?’
“Yes Mommy” my baby says
“Form a line and each take turns French kissing the whore”
I said
and they stood in line
Yolonda kissed baby’s face and kissed her lips
The blonde cunt kissed back hard
showing her inner sexual animal to
be filled
Oh, she will be filled soon
so filled up
with black cock
and Mistress kissed baby on the lips
and then Bobby (master) stood in line
and we all took a little bit of baby’s whoredom
“We got one cock, and 3 pussies to eat
down here” I told the whore
“You will eat Mommy’s cunt,
then Yolonda’s cunt
and then Tonya’s pussy…
Master will have you
suck him bone dry”
I said
“Am I a good Mommy?”
“Yes Mommy’
my baby whore whined
“Get the whip” I told the ladies
“Pinch her nipples, slap her tits, make her feel good”
I told them
“Uhhhhhhh, ooooohm, ” the girl moaned
as Yolonda pinched her pink eraser buds
Mistress slapped her tits and
spit on her nipples
Mistress got behind the blonde cunt
and rolled her nipples between
thumb and forefinger
“MMMMmhhhhhh shshghghgh ohhhhh” she moaned
Yolonda got in front of the blonde cunt
and bit her nipples
sucking and biting her pink titties
Master was again rock hard
and Yolanda dropped to her knees
and offered a suck
then Mistress began French kissing me
and we kissed
as I sucked her big black boobs
and ate her milk
Then all 3 of us ladies were sucking
Bobby’s big dick
on the floor on our knees
as our captive white slave
was hanging from the ceiling
on her pretty tip toes
that I painted black today…
we sucked hard
and Mommy likes black cock
an awful lot
and I got the most cock
more than the other girls
sucking and sucking
Tonya and Yolonda licked Bobby’s balls
as I orally gave my servitude
to this muscular and handsome black
man
and of course
Mommy gets wet once in a while
and the girls opened my legs
and licked Mommy’s white cunt
a bit
as I moaned and helped masturbate myself
as the black fingers
raped my horny hole
in & out
it feels so good
to be in this hot frenzy
and I popped the cock
in and out of my mouth
and I derived great pleasures
we got our attention back
on the whore
“Let’s make her ass ache”
I demanded
and the girls
got the pink leather saw horse
“No, No, I will not
the blonde cunt argued
“No, Please No, I cannot stand it
up my ass” she screamed.
Well, I got the pink dog collar
and put the choker around baby’s pretty neck
“Mommy is going to introduce baby to
some deep anal pleasure & pain tonight”
I told her
We got the pink leather saw horse
and the girls got her bent over the tool
Her hands were restrained on the floor with
some mental health mittens
and her feet were also entrapped
she was completely helpless on
the anal training sawhorse
Master got ready, already soaked in sweat
and ready for more pleasures
Yolanda spread open baby’s white ass cheeks
“No, No, I will not”, baby cried.
Yolanda began orally sucking, my blonde girl’s anal opening
Then mistress got in there too, sucking and kissing
the blonde’s pink hole, her asshole
“Mhhhhhhhhh gooooood” baby purred
as the pink tongues went in & out
repeatedly
then I got in there, and gave a few licks to baby’s cute ass
Yolonda popped the top, of the banana cream jelly
and wiped it on baby’s anal opening
we all had our fingers in her
and lubed her ass up
with the banana cream jelly
Master got behind baby
and was now a full firm 12 inches
“Take my baby to Heaven’s gates”
I purred
“Oh, please don’t fuck my ass
it will hurt, please Mommy, make him
not fuck baby’s ass”
“Fuck her tender white ass”
I said
:’MMMmmmmmmJjjjj ohhh uffkkc”
and Bobby entered baby’s tight anal opening
:Ouuuusuususususuu” it hurts
it is too fuccken big” baby yelled
“Sodomize the whore”
Mommy said
Yolonda & Tonya helped
spread open Baby’s ass
and held her ass cheeks open
“Damn she is a tight girl”
yelled Bobby
“No, No, yelled the girl
“OH take my ass, take that white ass
put that big black cock up my ass Daddy”
she moaned
“That’s what we like to hear down here”
Mommy said
Now Daddy Master
slid in and out of the girl
taking full advantage of her
smooth and tender ass
“Mhhhhhhhhhh’ yeah
“fuck that ass”
“fuck that ass”
baby yelled
Bobby was now on his tip toes
fucking the blonde girl
evil and dominated
the black girls & Mommy
French kissed each other
as baby was getting ass fucked
hard and deep
slow, than fast
a tempo, he held
in & out
in & out
like her pussy
but the different
world of ass
and Daddy was hard
as a rock
and the time was right
“Mhhhhhh basby bsby baby gonna cum”
yelled the white whore
her hard tits bounced
her pig tails bounced
she was enjoying the cock
“Give me something in my mouth
when I cum she yelled
Yolanda got a large 9 inch
rubber cock, and stuffed it
in baby’s mouth
deep in her throat
she gurgled and sucked
the phallus
“mmmhhhhhhh ooooh”
and Daddy grunted
and the girls held baby’s face
hard, like a criminal
“When you cum, look directly
into Mommy’s eyes”
“Show your deepest desires
into her eyes”
Mommy said
kneeling in front of baby
Mistress got in front also
and began squeezing her tits
and soaked baby’s face in the hot milk
Well, baby’s toes curled and she was fighting
the restraints
Tonya held her down, to the sawhorse
and Daddy grunted
and emptied his cum,
into baby’s chocolate hole
He continued to pound her
until all the fluid
was up her ass
Mommy, and the girls
continued French kissing the girls
and Daddy pointed to the bath tub
for a pink bubble bath
and more sex
All the ladies entered the large tub
Daddy was hard again
and baby was put in
the soapy water
Baby licked and sucked
all the black girl’s boobs
and Mommy’s boobs
Daddy was rock hard
The black girls slapped
baby on the tits
and abused her nipples
squeezing and pinching
the little whore
Daddy was ready
and stood up in the tub
with pink suds hanging
off his balls
all the ladies surrounded master
and began orally serving his
cock
In Yolonda’s mouth
In Mommy’s mouth
In Tonya’s mouth
In Baby’s mouth
like sweet Heaven
Daddy leaned way
back like a king
getting sucked by the ladies
and it was good
very good
as his hard black cock
was honored by the ladies
he grunted and the girls
jacked off Daddy
with their hands
Mommy opened baby’s mouth
and Daddy popped into
her mouth
“Now close your fucken’ pretty mouth whore”
said Mommy
then she said:
“Swallow this black man’s cum
down your cute pink throat”
and baby swallowed
“Good girl” said Mommy
the other ladies French kissed
one another
and the pizzas were delivered
right to the tub
beer and champagne
was poured
as the ladies
relaxed
an 18 year old
transgender girl
offered herself sexually
to Daddy, and the girls
tonight
the orgy of all orgies
was about to happen
the banana cream jelly
was grabbed by Momm

Handcuffs Training Day

Karl Williams had been with Accura Systems for 3 years now. It wasn’t a bad firm or a bad job. He installed and serviced fire alarm systems at commercial premises and offices. He was largely left to his own devices provided the work was done. He worked from home, traveling to clients in the firms van, and only called into the depot every 2 or 3 days as and when necessary.

Today’s job was at a town centre police station. He’d been there a couple of times now. They kept getting false activation and had to deactivate the system. Maybe a bit over sensitive, he thought, like some of these new systems. The main control panel was situated on the top floor near the station kitchen and canteen. Probably just the heat from the kitchen, or could be some other fault.

He pulled in front of the police station and parked in the visitors area outside. It was a large, modern 3 storey pretty ugly concrete building. He presented his works order and booked in at the front office. He walked up 2 flights of stairs with his tool box to the main control panel. A fault was shown on the display. He’d just need to reset the system and do an alarm test. No big deal. Some of the faults that came up at some places were really weird. Hed kept getting call outs to a warehouse where they were getting regular false activations. It turned out eventually that the culprit was a tiny spider that had got into one of the sensors. It had taken him a month to sort that one out.

He reset the main board and went to the police station office. He said he’d just like to do a test and activate the alarm before he left. A sergeant told him they had something going on that day and could he leave it a bit, preferably about an hour. He nodded and called the depot to let them know he’d be at the premises a bit longer.

In the meantime he went to the canteen, put his toolbox down and got a cup of coffee. There weren’t many people about, just half a dozen policewomen drinking tea and eating bacon sandwiches. He wondered what the sergeant was talking about. All seemed fairly quiet.

His attention turned to the policewomen. They were dressed in jogging trousers and sweatshirts or track suits and trainers, raging from about 20 to mid 30s. They were sitting quite close, so he asked what was going on today. “No idea,” one said. “We just work here. Were here for this new handcuff training.” She was about 30, quite tall and slim with short fair hair. It turned out she was a sergeant. He was attracted to her straight away. She had a fresh open face and bright blue eyes, and a warm infectious laugh. Despite her casual dress, she was wearing more make up than hed expect from a policewoman, lipstick and eye shadow.

“What handcuff training?” he asked. The blonde sergeant showed him a pair of handcuffs. “Its these new handcuffs,” she said. “They’re called speedcuffs. They’re replacing the old ones and were doing the training today.” Karl examined the handcuffs. He hadn’t seen ones like that before. They had a rigid plastic bar in the middle. “Are they better than the old ones? Are they difficult to use? They look uncomfortable to me.”

“They are a bit,” she said. “Try them on me.” She turned and put her hands behind her back. Karl picked up the handcuffs and fastened them quickly around her wrists, locking them behind her back. The sergeant laughed. “They are uncomfortable when they’re put on you,” she said. “We’ve got our bondage session in the training room today. Were going to be handcuffed most of the day, handcuffing one another. That’s what the training is.” The other girls laughed.

A younger policewoman unlocked the cuffs from the sergeants wrists to free her. She said she disliked the way the cuffs cut into her wrists, and the other women agreed. He said, “Why not tape up your wrists to avoid the chafing?” He gave her a large roll of white adhesive tape from the toolbox. She used it to tape round her wrists, and gave it to the other girls, who did likewise. She apologised for using up most of it, but Karl said it didn’t matter. He got talking to her. It turned out she had a flat quite near where he lived. They started to get on well together. He told her about his job, and she began talking about herself. It turned out she had been in the police force for 8 years, and was divorced. Her name was Alison Cox.

Two male figures suddenly appeared, a stocky black man and an older white man, also in track suits and trainers. It transpired they were late and were the officers training the policewomen to use the new cuffs. “Okay, ladies,” said the black officer. “Were a bit late, so can we have you all in the training room now, and well get on with it.”

Two large fabric folding screens were pushed back horizontally, revealing a large open carpeted room with several mats on the floor. “Can we have you in three pairs, well go through the programme, and you can take turns as the subject, handcuffing one another.” The policewomen went over to the training area with the two men, and Karl watched with interest. He’d told the station office he’d leave it a bit before testing the alarm, so he sat back and watched as they went through the programme.

The black officer seemed to be the main one conducting the training. He asked for a volunteer, and Alison Cox stepped forward. “Ill be your stooge, Derek,” she said. The black officer demonstrated the correct use of the cuffs with her on one of the mats. He demonstrated using the cuffs in various positions and situations. She was handcuffed with her hands in front of her and then behind her back, standing and kneeling, prone on the mat, passively allowing herself to be handcuffed and then struggling to resist. It was quite an energetic session, leaving her flushed and sweating.

Karl found it all quite a turn on. He had tried bondage with a previous girlfriend, not handcuffs but tying her to the bed with scarves. He had enjoyed it, but other partners had objected when he asked to tie them up. It was something he had fantasised about since, and as he watched the training session he had a rock hard erection he was careful to hide.

After the black officers demonstration with Alison Cox, the women officers formed into 3 pairs who practiced what they had been shown on each other on the mats, taking it in turn to play the part of the arresting officer and the person being arrested. The blonde sergeant paired off with a younger woman. Karl watched fascinated, and became absorbed by what he saw. Nobody would miss him today if he took a bit longer.

Then the session was over. Some of the policewomen went to the ladies toilets or to the kitchen for some water. Karl saw Alison Cox come out and asked her how it had gone. “Okay,” she said. “Just a bit hot and sweaty. Could do with a shower. Your tape was a good idea, it stopped the chafing.” They chatted briefly and he got her phone number. He carried out the alarm test and left.

Karl called her the following day to ask her out. He was a bit surprised when she agreed straight away. Alison was quite a looker and he wouldn’t be surprised if there were other men in her life. Their first night out, he was surprised again to find out there weren’t, and hadn’t been since her messy divorce from another police officer a year and a half ago. Alison was 28. There hadn’t been any children. He hadn’t pushed things too far the first date, but it was obvious she was attracted to him and wanted to see him again. They were soon in a regular relationship and talking of moving in together. Alison seemed to be making up for lost time after her period of celibacy when the divorce came through.

Karl had thought he might be put off by an authority figure like Alison, as he disliked dominant, bossy women. But things turned out quite different. Alison was very much in control and in charge while at work, but despite this, or maybe because of it, in her private life she was very sexually submissive and liked him to take charge. She told him to give her instructions and make her comply with what he wanted. Alison seemed to enjoy it the rougher and more forceful he was.

Alison was very sexual and readily performed oral sex on Karl. She was even receptive and passive when he took her anally. On some evenings together, Karl would “do the treble” when he took her in all three orifices. She would dress to please him, dressing a little bit slutty with plenty of make up, short skirts, high heels and tight low cut tops. He photographed her as she stripped for him on one occasion and videotaped her using her vibrator on the bed.

He sometimes collected Alison after work, when she dressed in stockings and suspenders for him, or sometimes no underwear at all. He would get an expert blow job in a lay by on the way home. When they got in, he would take her roughly while she was still in uniform, without even getting undressed. It seemed that as far as Alison was concerned, the rougher the better. She liked being held down, having her hair pulled and even being choked, having her face slapped, and having him come all over her face. In bed she was completely wild.

Alison kept her old style handcuffs in a drawer at home. She produced these during one of their sessions and Karl
cuffed her hands behind her back, pushed her to her knees and fucked her mouth and throat. After that, every blow job she gave him was in handcuffs. Bondage became a regular feature of their life together.

When Karl picked up Alison from work, dressed in her police blouse and skirt, she was usually in stockings and suspenders with a lot of make up. When they got home, he would push her on the bed, take off her shoes, and then her stockings and uniform knickers. He would force her wrists behind her back and secure them with one of the stockings, winding it taut around her crossed wrists twice vertically before knotting it tightly, then repeating this horizontally, rendering her completely helpless. Then he would push the wadded knickers into her mouth, tying the other stocking tightly over her mouth to gag her. A vigorous all night session would follow, generally involving them “doing the treble.” This too became a regular feature of their love life.

Karl considered himself to be a very lucky man. A girl like Alison was one in a million.

A Slut Must Obey (Chapter 2A

I was tied outside in the open, for anyone who goes through the street, to have a look at my pathetic state. I didn’t realize, but I started crying heavily. I must have been there all night as I could see the sun, ready to rise any minute now. People were going to wake up and watch me in such an embarrassing position. I had to call Miss Amy out, and beg her to take me in before any one sees me.

I started banging the door with all the little energy that I could gather. It was after some repeated door knocking that I noticed a letter near the main door, with “WHORE”, written on the envelope. Still sobbing, I opened it up, and started reading that lengthy letter.

Slut,

You are officially mine now. But I am not going to force you. You must accept your new life as my slave, my pet, my toy. I need you to accept the following terms. Your acceptance will earn you the right to enter my house again, or else, you can go back home. If you accept all the terms, write “I Accept” on the back of this letter and slide it through the door. Think quick slut, people wake up early in this neighbourhood.

TERMS & CONDITIONS:
1. You accept your new life here now, with your mistress. Your life before now will cease to exist. That also includes your career, your friends and your family. As the only family you have now is Your Mistress’s.
2. As stated above, this also includes all money and material and possessions you own. You will be giving everything you own to me. Nothing will be yours ever again, not even your body.
3. You will be accustomed to wear whatever I deem fit for you, and with that you will never question it.
4. While under my roof, you will serve me as a maid. You will do all the tasks and duties given to you, perfectly.
5. You will be used as I want, as a toy for my Desires or to whomever I permit. You are not a human being anymore, but just a plaything for pleasure.

6. Your place in my home is of a sub/ slave and a pet. In My absence my pet Jane will be in charge. You will follow her orders implicitly, unless otherwise told.
7. As you wish to live and serve in this Lifestyle, you will be thoroughly trained to be the perfect slave. As part of your training, you will be accustomed to enduring pain and pleasure and will seek comfort from Mistress’s teachings.
8. I love animals, that especially of dogs. You will become my bitch.
9. All that has been stated to you now. Reading this is final. Negating any of these instructions will terminate your life here and you will be immediately removed from the household if you disobey. Anything given to Mistress while here will not be returned. You will be in all sense of the word homeless, with a deep understanding that you are a failed pathetic being, incapable of doing anything worthwhile.

You told me you are serious about serving me. This is your chance to prove it. Accept these terms and gain access to your new life, or become an amusement for everyone in the neighbourhood. The choice is yours slut. Act Fast.

Miss Ally

Right beside the letter laid a pen. I read the letter three times, very carefully. I could very well realize that if I accept all this, there would be no turning back. I would be trapped here, forever. I recollected my life so far, and imagined how my life would be from now on. I was running out of time, and I had to act quickly. Due to lack of available options, I took up the pen, and wrote “I ACCEPT” on the back of the letter, and immediately slid it through the door.

I was crying much louder now, but honestly, I felt a little excited, thinking about my new life ahead.

A Slut Must Obey (Chapter 2

As ordered by Miss Ally, I began my journey from the restaurant to her home. She had given me twenty minutes to reach her. It was impossible. I was at a part of town from where it would take at least an hour to reach my destination. I was definitely going to get there late. Miss Ally knew it and might probably be deciding a suitable punishment for me that very moment.

I tried to rush as much as I could, but it still took me fifty five minutes to reach the location.

I had never been this nervous. I was much more confident when I walked the ramp for my first fashion show. This feeling today, this was different. Different, but good. I can’t say I was more nervous, or more excited. It was the first time I was going to meet my Mistress. I have seen her pictures, but meeting her in real, actually seeing her for the first time, I was scared about what I was walking into.

Being already late, I didn’t waste any more time. Got out of my car, and went straight towards her main door. It was a huge, beautiful house. Miss Ally must be wealthy, I thought. I took a final deep breath and rang the bell. Nobody answered the door. I was getting impatient and worried, as to why I am being kept ‘on hold’ here, out in the cold. After around ten minutes, the door was unlocked.

“You are very late,” said the gorgeous woman who opened the door. Gazing at her for the first time,I was mesmerized, but I knew she wasn’t my mistress. Who was she?

“Are you just gonna stand there whole night? Come on in quickly.” That woman must have been in her late twenties, I thought, and she was kind of scolding me at the moment. I understood that. I was being a dumb bitch, staring at her, and not uttering a single word. I didn’t want her to shout at me again, and so, I lifted my feet and entered the house.

It was a massive, dark house. Compared to my tiny little apartment, I was in a palace.

My mind tour of the house was halted when the beauty said, ” Please take a seat. Miss Ally will be here in just a minute.”

Being the obedient girl that I am, I sheepishly walked towards the nearest chair and sat their consciously.

“I am gonna get you a drink. Try to relax and be comfortable.” She walked into the kitchen.

I was scared that moment. My mind was saying that I shouldn’t be there. I shouldn’t be doing all that. Maybe there wouldn’t be any turning back after this. My head was filled with all the negative thoughts about the place. It was exactly when I got my eyes on a picture of Miss Ally, hanging on the wall. “God she is gorgeous,” I told myself. I kept ogling at her picture, and all the negative thoughts which had filled my mind were gone now. All I was thinking about was, where is Miss Ally, and when is she going to meet me?

My long stare at the photo was broken by the woman I had met earlier, as she brought me a drink. “There you go, your drink,” she said, presenting the glass to me. I couldn’t say what it was exactly. Looked like vodka to me. That girl seemed like a maid, or housekeeper for my mistress, taking care of me and getting me the drink. She had addressed mistress as ‘Miss Ally’ earlier and so, maybe I was thinking right.

“Thank you so much,” as I took a sip.

“What is this exactly? It tastes something… new,” I tried to enquire, but the woman almost ignored me and sat in front of me. She didn’t answer, and started staring at me. Oh, those eyes. Being lost in her beauty, I no longer cared what the hell I was drinking.

“I didn’t catch up your name. You are?” I tried to break the silence.

“Jane,” she said.

“Is Miss Ally busy right now?” I asked Jane, but she was giving me a look as if she wasn’t interested in a conversation, at all.

“She’ll be here soon, don’t worry,” replied Jane as she headed back to the kitchen. She must have been busy preparing dinner for mistress, I thought.

I was almost done with my drink now. My anticipation growing every minute. I was feeling good so far. Nothing seemed wrong or odd about being at this place. All I was thinking about was, ‘When will I see Mistress.’ I don’t know what happened, and immediately, I started feeling little hazy. Everything was getting blurred, and I was losing vision. I was passing out. Jane must have mixed something in my drink. That bitch. Seconds later, my eyes were getting shut. The last image that I remember was Jane standing in front of me, with a smile on her face.

I was gently opening my eyes after what seemed like hours. Still not under full consciousness, I tried to adjust my position. I was feeling very uncomfortable. As I tried to move myself, it seemed like something was pulling me. I realized, I couldn’t move. ‘What the hell!’

My neck was tied up with something very tightly. I was in full consciousness now, almost. I realized, I was collared. It was a leather collar around my neck, restricting my movement. It was attached to a dog leash, tied to a door. My mouth was aching, and it was getting difficult to breath. This was because, something was stuffed in my mouth. I tried to throw it out but couldn’t do it. Hovering my hand over my mouth, I noticed, it was covered with tape. My mouth was sealed with some kind of cloth or fabric, shoved inside my mouth.

I was feeling very cold at that moment. I knew why it was. I was bare naked. I was feeling very annoyed, and tears started rolling down my eyes. But, it was too soon. I realized how extreme trouble I was in when I looked around myself. I was collared, tied to a door, mouth sealed, bare naked… outside the main door of the house.

I was tied outside in the open, for anyone who goes through the street, to have a look at my pathetic state. I didn’t realize, but I started crying heavily. I must have been there all night as I could see the sun, ready to rise, any minute now. People were going to wake up and watch me in such an embarrassing position. I had to call Miss Amy out, and beg her to take me in before any one sees me. I started banging the door with all the little energy that I could gather. It was after some repeated door knocking that I noticed a letter near the main door, with “WHORE”, written on the envelope. Still sobbing, I opened it up, and started reading that lengthy letter.

Slut,
You are officially mine now. But I am not going to force you. You must accept your new life as my slave, my pet, my toy. I need you to accept the following terms. Your acceptance will earn you the right to enter my house again, or else, you can go back home. If you accept all the terms, write “I Accept” on the back of this letter and slide it through the door. Think quick slut, people wake up early in this neighborhood.

A Slut Must Obey (Chapter 1

It was 7 pm. I was at a restaurant with few of my girl friends. My eyes were on the watch the whole time because I had to complete the task my mistress gave me. I had been re-reading her message the whole day.
Dear pet,

This is your first task. I don’t care where you are at 19:00 in the evening today. You have to cum exactly at 7, record it all on your phone, and send it to me. It has to be at a public place. I know it’s all new for you, so I am not gonna make you do it in front of people – not yet at least. Use a public restroom and cum for me, you little whore. I want to see the recording exactly at 19:15. So you better be on your schedule. Don’t even think about failing me. You know you will be punished. Be a good slut and complete your task. Make me proud.

Miss Ally

This was making me nervous. I met my mistress on an online site. I always fantasized about being used and treated like a whore and that’s what got me into all this. I had to complete this first task to gain her trust and only then she will agree to “own” me. I had to impress her no matter what. I can’t fail.

Thinking about cumming in a public place was getting me very horny and wet. I was not wearing any bra and panties today – because that’s what I had been ordered to do by my mistress, and I would never disobey her orders.

I made an excuse to my friends and headed towards the restroom. When I entered, the ladies room was empty. It was not a very crowded place today, so it certainly was a lucky day. I was little relieved; very excited and couldn’t wait much longer. I dropped down my jeans and started rubbing my horny wet pussy. It felt extremely amazing. The last time I had cum was two weeks back (the first time I talked to my mistress online). I was denied to cum until Miss Ally orders. Today was the first time she gave me the permission to touch myself. It was pure pleasure. While I was at it, I heard someone enter the restroom, but I was feeling so good that I didn’t care about that at all.

I had to record the whole thing too, otherwise there will be no point doing it. I didn’t want miss to get angry. So, I took out my phone and started recording my slutty side. I tried to control my moans but I can be pretty loud. I am sure the girl outside was hearing me. I didn’t care. All my focus was on my pussy and how the recording was going on. Before long, I was cumming like a dirty little whore in a public toilet.

After the glorious orgasm, I cleaned up and came out. It was astonishing to see a girl standing there outside. I thought she had left. It was clear she knew what I did in there. She had a big smile on her face and glowing eyes. She winked at me, gave me a tiny slip of paper and headed out of the restroom. It was all a little embarrassing but it turned me on. The paper that girl handed me had her number on it and it read, “CALL ME.” My friends were waiting outside for me at the table, so I didn’t take long and headed out to join them.

It felt so good to have obeyed my mistress and to act like a slut. I knew I wanted to do this forever. It was amazing to let out my inner slut. But the task wasn’t complete yet. I had the send the recording to my mistress. I checked the time and it was a little over 19:15. Miss must have been waiting to hear from me. Hurriedly , I forwarded her the recording of my slutty experience and began to wait for her reply.

It had been quite some time since I forwarded the recording to Miss Ally. I hadn’t heard from her yet. I had been constantly checking my phone, to see if some message pops up. But nothing came. My friends and I were done with our dinner and our silly girly talks. It was bothering me why miss didn’t send a message about it. I didn’t want to look impatient so I decided not to do anything and wait for her. I got in my car, ready to head back home… and then the phone buzzed… It was a message from Miss Ally.

I need to see you. Come to the below address immediately. You have 20 mins.

You’re Been A Naughty Girl

I arrive at your hotel room and knock on the door. As you open the door, my eyes almost pop out of my head with the sight before me.
You are dressed seductively in a sexy red lingerie set with matching high heels. The lingerie consists of a red see-through bra that perfectly supports your beautiful 12DD breasts, a crotch-less see-though thong, and a sheer half coat that covers your shoulders. I can see that your bare pussy has been freshly waxed and your perky nipples are visibly aroused.

You greet me affectionately and invite me in. Once the door is closed, you notice the bag in my hand and ask me what it is.

“You’ve been a naughty girl! And naughty girls must do what they are told and only speak when spoken to!” I say sternly.

You smile and say, “Ooo, this will be fun!”

Smack! You feel the sting of my hand on your nearly bare bum.

“Did you not understand what I said? And you will address me as ‘sir’. Do you understand?” The look on my face shows you that I am serious.

“Yes sir!” you reply smartly.

“Now stand there while I look at you,” I command.

I sit on the end of the bed and slowly look you over. I reach over and firmly pinch your nipples. You flinch. Smack! This time my hand lands on your other cheek.

“Did I say you can move?”

“No,” you reply softly.

Smack! “No what?”

“No Sir.”

“Good, now turn around.”

You do as you are told and turn around. I gently rub my hand over your reddening arse. My touch is soothing and you relax. Smack! “Bend over and touch your toes you naughty girl!”

You bend over giving me a close up view of your exposed womanhood. I lean in close to inspect it and can smell your arousal. I grab your pussy roughly and check how wet you are by sliding a finger into your pussy. “Have you been playing with yourself while you waited for me?”

“No sir.”

Smack! “Don’t lie to me naughty girl!”

“Yes sir.”

“Now take off your clothes!”

“Yes sir.”

You begin to remove our lingerie. “Slowly, dance a little like a strip tease!”

“Good,” I say once you are naked, “now undress me. Carefully place my clothes on the chair in the corner!”

You begin to undress me, starting with the buttons on my shirt. You place the shirt on the chair as instructed and start undoing my belt and pants. You slide them down to the floor and I step out of them. Pulling down my boxers, I see you look longingly as my seven inch cock. Your desire to touch it can be clearly be seen.

“Do you want to play with my cock naughty girl?”

“Yes sir.”

“You may, but be very gentle. If you do a good job you may get rewarded!”

You kneel down, gently cupping my shaved balls with your hands and begin to lick the head of my cock. It responds to your efforts and begins to grow to its full size. You look up at me as you start to swallow my cock, managing more than half of it in your mouth. You roll your tongue around my mushroom head and gently run your teeth across it as you move it in and out of your mouth.

“Very good naughty girl!” I say as I enjoy the sensations of your attention to my manhood.

After about five minutes, I can feel that I am close to cumming. “Stop! Here comes your reward, open your mouth!”

My cum shoots from my cock into your mouth and over your face and breasts.

“Do you like your reward?” I ask.

“Yes sir!” you say with a smile.

“You did a very good job! Clean yourself up but don’t waste a drop. Clean off my cock while you are at it.”

You wipe the cum off your face and breasts, licking your fingers as you go. You then gently suck the cum from the end of my softening cock.

“Swallow it all! Open your mouth and show me!” You open up to show me you have swallowed all my cum. “Good girl, I think you deserve what I brought with me!”

I go to my bag and pull out some neck ties. “Stand up.”

I use the first tie to blindfold you.

“Now lie on the bed on your stomach with your arms and legs wide apart.”

You feel me use the other ties to secure your arms and legs to the corners of the bed. You feel exposed, vulnerable and excited all at the same time while you wonder what is coming next.

You don’t have to wait long before you feel my hands begin to explore your body, starting with your legs working upwards. I slowly caress your inner thighs and teasingly brush against your wet pussy. I continue up your body and gently massage the cheeks of your bum with both hands, feeling the smoothness of your skin.

Smack! The unexpected pain causes you to quietly cry out. I grab your hair and whisper in your ear, “Do you want me to kiss it better?”

“Yes sir,” you reply quietly. My lips gently kiss the check I had smacked only moments before.

Smack! This time the other check.

“Do you want me to kiss this one better too?” I whisper again.

“Yes please sir”

Again you feel my lips kissing your tender arse check. My kisses begin to work their way up your body. I begin to softly nibble on your neck and ear while my fingers tenderly explore your pussy and inner thighs. You lift your hips slightly to give me access to your clit.

I whisper in your ear, “Do you want me to play with your clit?”

“Yes,” you moan softly.

“Ask me then, beg me to play with you.”

“Please play with my clit. I beg you, play with me!” I can hear the desperation in your voice.

“Ok, since you asked nicely.”

You feel my finger gently working your clit, rubbing between your lips and occasionally pushing inside you. Your juices are starting to flow and you can feel the intensity of your orgasm starting to build. Smack! Smack!

“Not just yet!” I whisper in your ear.

You feel me moving off the bed. You hear movement in the room but you are still blindfolded and can’t see what I have doing. You feel me return to the bed and you again wonder what could be next.

A stab of cold shoots up your spines as you feel what could only be ice being gently rubbed over your reddened arse check. I continue to work the melting ice over your sore bum cheeks as the skin starts to go numb. You feel the cold water slowly running down between your checks when you realise that one of my fingers is now working its way around your little brown eye probing the opening for a way inside.

“Do you want me to put my finger in your arse?” I whisper in your ear.

You answer, “Yes!” as you feel my finger gently start to work it way inside.

The intensity of this feeling is one you have not experienced in years and is heightened by the blind fold and restraints. You feel my finger slowly working its way in and out. A pair of fingers enters your pussy at the same time and they all begin to work your pleasure zones. You feel your orgasm starting to build again when suddenly I stop and remove my fingers again.

“Not just yet,” I whisper again move off the bed.

The restraints on your arms and legs are released. “Let’s stand you up for a minute to get your circulation going again but don’t touch the blindfold!”

I help you to your feet, encouraging you to move around a bit.

“Now I want you to lie back down again this time on your back.” I help you back down on the bed, spread your arms and legs wide and restrain you once again.

You feel me sit back down beside you and then lean towards you. As my lips touch yours, you passionately return my kiss. Our tongues meet and playfully move around our mouths. My hands are playfully caressing your hair, ears and neck. You want to reach out to touch me back but the restraints leave you powerless. My kisses start to move down to your neck, and once again I am nibbling my way around your neck from one ear to the other. I work my way down your body to your breasts, kissing all around them before settling my lips on your nipples.

Using my tongue and teeth, you feel me gently teasing your nipples, alternating between flicking them with my tongue and sucking on them. Changing breasts, I repeat the same technique. Your nipples grow more sensitive from my attention and once again you feel your arousal is building up.

I continue my kisses down your body until you feel my lips starting play across your bare pussy. You feel my tongue start to work across your clit, going around and around it. The sensation is starting to drive you crazy. As my tongue works it magic, once more your orgasm is growing. You feel my fingers begin to explore inside your pussy, finding your G spot, while my tongue continues to work your clit. You moan in pleasure as your orgasm approaches.

I stop and the whisper in your ear, “Did you want me to stop?”

“No!” you answer in frustration. “Please!”

“Sorry. Not yet”.

You feel me moving around on the bed and then positioning myself between your spread legs. You wonder what I am going to do next until you feel the soft flesh of my circumcised cock moving slowly between the lips of your pussy. I softly rub my cock around your clit and then working it up and down your slit. I finally push the mushroom head inside your tight pussy, then quickly pull it out again and continue to work it around the outside of your pussy and back over your clit.

Once again, I push the head of my cock just inside you. This time, you thrust your hips forward, desperately trying force my manhood deeper inside you. I quickly withdraw again and continue to tease you. As my cock enters just inside your wet pussy for a third time, I see the frustration on your face.

“Do you want something?” I ask quietly.

“Yes, give it to me!” you demand.

“Are you sure?” I teasingly reply.

“YES! Will you just stop teasing and fuck me now!”

“Well, if you’re sure,” and you feel my cock thrust deep inside you.

The thickness of it fills your pussy and the orgasm that has been alluding for so long rushes to the surface. As I continue to pound your tight wet pussy with long deep thrusts, a second and third wave of ecstasy consumes you and I can feel the muscles in your pussy squeezing my cock with each one.

The intensity of the orgasms is overwhelming your senses but you are powerless to do anything. You feel my cock thrust once more deep inside you before it shots its load of cum deep inside. I collapse on top of you, both of us spent from the intensity of the moment.

I lift your blindfold and look deeply into your eyes.

“That was amazing,” you say.

“Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“I’ve never experienced anything like it! Thank you!” The smile on your face says it all.

“You’re very welcome,” I say smiling back.

“Are you going to untie me?” you ask.

“I’m not sure yet, after all you have been a naughty girl,” I reply with a cheeky smile.