Sasha's mind took in the room in quick gulps. Dark, a wood and leather smell, sweat, female juices, semen. She could see the wall holding whips, paddles, small items she could not fathom a use for. Each gleaming silver buckle she spied made her stomach jump, the shine of the leather laughing at her desire. She could taste the others who had been here on her tongue, their passion now in the pores of the chamber. She had heard of this club in whispers, vague references at clubs, online. It had taken her months to track them down, another to gain their trust and be accepted. Now she was here finally, her dreams of submission and carnality made flesh.

The woman who entered took her clothes away, the neat pile of her outside self. Naked Sasha trembled a little, unsure of the next move, the wait exciting her, her nipples now stiff in the cool breeze that wafted in. The woman returned now, another slave in tow. Sasha's eyes went wide, looking at the vision that knelt down at her Mistress's feet. She was at best five feet tall, perhaps only 4'11"? Sasha would tower over her. But her skin was a flawless olive, her features delicate and sharp. She was naked like Sasha, but wore a collar that held her head up, the rings around the neck so bright, inviting the leash that was attached. Her breasts were small, nipples erect. Sasha wanted to lick them, the throbbing She held a case, leather about the size of a briefcase.

"You may address me as Mistress Karen.... Sasha... or simply Mistress. You chose to come here. Final chance, back out or open to me, to us. If you choose to stay you will be changed. If you leave, don't ask to come back."

Sasha thought hard, her mind going back to the times she had imagined a room like this, her fingers surrogates for the tongues, cocks, hands of strangers. Strangers who used her, turned her over and back as they wanted, her opening filled and wet. It took seconds. Sasha knelt on the floor, her forehead on the cool surface, her hands crossed at the wrist in the small of her back. She felt her nipples scrape the floor, she pressed lower, to increase the pressure.

" Please Mistress...I am...yours"

Simple words, a single want, but as she said it Sasha felt her sex wet again, her core now burning, the anticipation of crossing over FINALLY making her dizzy. She had played with boys, girls in the outside, but none had ever had the courage to push her, afraid that she was not serious in the lascivious cravings she whispered in lover's ears. Karen crossed to her, pulling the unknown slave with her. Sasha never looked up, but felt the girl push her ass up, the exposure to them causing her to again blush. Without further instructions the girl leaned in, her tongue riming Sasha. As always, the feeling of a cool wet tongue on her tight anus thrilled her, the small hands pulling her open further. Sasha relaxed, her muscles opening to the invading fingers, as they alternated with the tongue. She felt herself sucking on them, her ass trying to draw them in, as if kissing them. Then as quickly as it began she stopped, Sasha did not move still, but could here her new friend move away.

The clink as her wrists were shackled was swift, almost as fast at the action to complete her bondage. Her head pulled up by the roots of her hair, painful and sweet. The collar like the others, attached quietly, expertly. Her head again on the floor, a willing supplicant.

"Ass...up"

So quiet, but not a question, a command that she so wanted to obey. Sasha waited for the welcome tongue again, smiling inside. The first blow on her ass erased the smile, her cry of pain bringing a quick smile to the whip hand. "Count Sasha, tell me thank you..." Mistress said in a maddeningly even neutral tone.

"One...Thank You."

Again the blow stinging, tears now springing to her eyes.

"Two, thank you"

Again, then again, then again...on till 20 had been reached each blow welcomed as a penitent receiving communion. She started cumming on 3, was unable to tell where they began or ended by 10. Then the tongue again, now causing her to scream as the change was too swift, the heat on her ass like fire. She was sure she was ripped open, raw. Sasha knew that her pristine ass was now swollen; surely the flesh hanging off in strips so cruel the ? The pink cheeks were massaged as the tongue dipped in farther and farther, the skin unmarked except to show the glow of the spanking.

A new sensation, cool jell, pushed into the now open asshole. The anal plug that followed to large! her mind whipped around. 'I can't take it, it's too big!' she screamed inside. Silently she opened, larger, open, filling with the cone shaped plastic, the fake prick that they wanted her to wear now. Sasha came as she felt the head pop! her muscles greedy to swallow it in, caress it. Sasha was pulled, her feet unsteady after the orgasms, her ass still red. She found it hard to stay still; each movement brought delicious tingles as the plug shifted inside. A chain attached Sasha was led to the others, her first trial over. Two.

Her head was down as she entered the main room. In the corners of her eyes she saw THEM, the ones who were here to use her, tease her, fill her need to be submissive, a slut, whore, all the words she had giggled as a girl with friends, her hands wanting to caress them but to shy to start. Now a sea of flesh swam in front of her. The largest man Sasha had ever seen in her life approached her. He held a bridle in his left hand. With sure practice she was harnessed, the bit her mouth open, her teeth biting into the leather. Her hands still bound, her ass so wonderfully full her started her paces, leading her in a trot around the circus that was the main hall. Sasha breathed hard through her nose, a sheen of sweat now gleaming on her skin. Hands caressed her as she went by, slapping her ass, her breasts. The blows stung her nipples, puffing them out. She was pulled to a stop. The bit removed now her rider stepped in front, pushing her to her knees, his paw wrapped around her ponytail, her head still in his reins as he pushed into her open mouth. She tried to relax, let him fuck her face. He pushed deeper though, wanting her throat. She pushed, wanting to please, to show him her submission. In....innnn...deep...finally in.

Sasha sucked him deeply, gasping through her nose as her throat was blocked by the slab inside. He fucked her ruthlessly, her head whipping back and forth. God! the tension she felt as her bound hands wanted to rub her cunt........so often she had cum that way, drinking what her lover offered, her hands busy inside to quell the bees that swam inside her cunt. Sasha was sure he was feeling the plug in her ass; he went so deep in her gullet. He was grunting, howling out his pleasure when someone stepped behind her, twisted the anal plug casually, pulling it out without thought for her relaxation. Sasha would never know what she thought at that moment; only see the colors that danced in her eyes. As the cock in her throat throbbed, pulsed, her ass gaped open wider than she had ever felt. The plug gone now she was still open, wide. A could have placed her hand inside so easily.

Before the muscled winked back a man placed himself in her ass, the sensation of her ass closing AROUND the invader, rather than being open, coupled with the semen filling her mouth was too much, too much. What was Sasha fell away, burned up like a magician's flash paper. Something in Sasha broke, her mind tumbling down in pieces around her a she became animal in pleasures, drooling her moans out as she came in a manner that made the past seem quaint, prosaic. This was the fulfillment she had wanted when she begged entrance, the raw carnality of flesh and contact, unseen demands and unspoken lies and promises mixed in a morass of fucking and pleasurable pain, painful wanting that melted your heart as it was given the air to breathe.

Her lover left her mouth now, Sasha's chin wet with the evidence as it fell down to her breasts, liquid and white. The cock in her ass drove on. She had not even seen him, unable to turn as her took his pleasure in the beautiful that Sasha was, her passion making her glow. Another stepped up, her mouth greedy for another treat. She finished him in what seemed seconds, her mouth full again, tongue swiping to reach what spilled out. They began to notice her then, the ones who had become jaded, used to the flaccid passivity of the ones who were regulars. Sasha bucked harder, her need to be filled bright in that poorly lit room. They filled her then, lowered her down on one, her cunt opened by the women first with fingers, pulling her wide as they spit in her to lube it for the shafts to come. One hand held the cock she rode as Sasha went down on it, grunting as he filled her.

She bent down then, wiggling her ass in invitation, the slap of his hand as he went in...in....in....his balls now touching the bottom companion, the tubes of her flesh almost overflowing with their stiffness, the thrusting a frenzy now. Sasha drove them on, a slave to their wants, yes, but her beauty and skill pushing them into her like none they had experienced in so long. Women grabbed her head, riding her tongue as they screamed out the names to her that Sasha wanted to hear, 'cunt', 'whore', 'bitch' ... 'slut' ... names that thrilled her as they came, spent on her suckling lips. Sasha drank what she could, the rest coating her like oil.

She did not know how long it went on, the muscles in her belly, legs a burning fire from the spasms of pleasure now. Sasha did not think...did not want...did not need. She felt, nothing more. Every fiber of her was alive like she had never experienced, her holes raw from use as she finally lay on her side. Her leash attached to the other girls, a chain of legs and arms, mouths slack with semen coated chins, female juices in slicked back hair. The that came as she with her sisters was deeper than the slumber in her crib; her only desire a new day, and a repeat of the night.

This one's a bit long, but I assure you well worth the read


After my first encounter with Suzanne I was hooked. I loved the power and control I had over her and I wanted more. Over the weeks following our first time together we kept up our email correspondence and I found out a few more things about her but the whole time I was trying to figure out the best way I could use her again.

I told her during our encounter that I was going to let me friends use her too and I really wanted to do this. I have always been turned on by gangbangs but that's something that I could never talk my wife into. She was to do a threesome let alone have sex with 4 or 5 guys, but I knew Suzanne would do it. I just had to set it up.

I have a group of 15 buddies that I hang out with from time to time. They are all like me, exmilitary and/or cops who can get pretty rowdy. I'm one of the biggest guys at 6'4" 240 pounds but I think everyone in the group is at least 6' tall and well built.

We get together for a happy hour at least once a month and I had to let the guys know about the hot little slut I had my hands on. During the night when the conversation inevitably turned to sex I told them about Suzanne. I told them that she was one little hottie who I hooked up with on the Internet, and that she loved to be tied up and fucked.

This really got the guys going, they love to hear about stuff like this. One of them made the comment that they would love to get their hands on a slut like that and I told them that maybe they could. I explained that Suzanne had a fantasy where her "Master' gives her away to a bunch of strangers to do with as they please and I wanted to set this up. I asked them who was in and they all gave a resounding "Hell yes." I told them that I would email them to let them know when it was all set up.

I contacted Suzanne and told her that I wanted to see her again. She emailed me back saying that she would set up a trip down to the same hotel she stayed at before but she would have to get a good excuse in place for her husband first. A few days later she emailed that the trip was set and she would be down the following weekend. I told Suzanne to email me her room number as soon as she checked in.

I couldn't wait, I emailed the guys and told them that everything was set and that our next "happy hour" would be at the Airport Hilton Lounge. They should be there at 6:30pm and be ready for anything. I contacted Suzanne and told her that on Friday night she was to be ready for me at 7pm. She was to wait for me naked, kneeling by the bed, facing away from the door and she was not to speak unless spoken to.

I could think of nothing else during the week but how I was going to use Suzanne and how she was going to do anything I told her to do. On Friday I met the guys at the lounge and we all sat down to have a few drinks. Unfortunately not everyone could make it but 12 of them did show up. That would be enough for tonight I thought. Everyone was excited at the prospect of what was going to happen. They asked me when she was going to show up. I looked at my watch and said that she was naked and already waiting up in her room. They all got wound up and asked what the hell I was waiting for. I told them that I wanted to build up the suspense and make her wait for a little while first. That would drive her crazy.

We had a few more drinks and then about 7:30pm I told the guys it was time to go. We all got up and headed for the elevators. I punched the floor and we were on our way. I found the room and just like she was ordered the door was left open for me. Before we went in I told the guys to not use names, especially mine. Suzanne didn't know my real name and I didn't want her to know, I explained that she like the mystery of it.

We went into the room and I told the guys to be quiet and wait in the living room part of the suite while I went into the bedroom. As I opened the door to the bedroom and went in Suzanne was waiting as ordered, naked, with her back to the door, and kneeling by the bed. As I came in she said, "Is it you Sir?"

I thought to myself, well she didn't follow the not speaking rule and would pay for it. I brought some of my bondage equipment with me and I slipped a blindfold out of the bag and placed it over her eyes. Again she said, "Is it you Sir?"

I didn't say anything and after making sure the blindfold was secure and wouldn't come off I suddenly reached down grabbed a handful of her auburn hair and yanked her to her feet. She yelped as I said, "What did I tell you slut, I speaking unless spoken to."

"I'm sorry Master," she said as I spun her around to face me.

"I only been here for 5 minutes and you are already disobeying me, I should just leave now and never come back" I said.

She pleaded with me, "No Master, please don't go. I'll be good I promise. Just please don't leave me, I'll do anything you want."

"Ok slut, I'll stay for now but you better not disobey me again." I said.

"Yes Master, I won't." She said.

"Hold your hands out," I said. I took my handcuffs out of the bag (I still had a pair from when I was a Cop) and placed them on her wrists. Out of the bag I also took the collar and leash I use on my wife when we role played Master/Slave night and placed it around her neck. As I was putting it on I thought about how I was going to miss looking into her beautiful green eyes because of the blindfold. Oh well, it was part of her fantasy so I guess I'll leave it on.

After I finished putting on the collar I said "On your knees slut. You are going to suck my cock and swallow my cum."

"Yes Master" she said, as she immediately got on her knees before me and I moved up in front of her. I took my cock out, put it to her lips, and she opened up and began sucking on me like her life depended on it. She sucked me for several minutes, bobbing up and down and swirling her tongue all along my shaft as she took me into her mouth all the way to the base. It didn't take long before I felt my orgasm build and I tensed up and shot a huge load of cum right down her throat. She swallowed it all and licked me clean.

As she sat back on her heels to wait for further instructions I was very turned on. I had this hot little slut here at my feet ready to do anything I wanted, and the power of it was . I was getting hard again already thinking about what I was going to make her do. Again, without warning, I reached down grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to her feet. Normally I don't get into hair pulling that much but she told me in an email after our first encounter that she loved that, so I thought what the hell, I can do it if it turns her on.

I grabbed the leash and pushed her towards the door to the living room area as I said, "Move it slut."

As she came into the living room the guys started giving some whistles and cat calls as they got the first look at her naked body. "Who's out here Sir?"

I grabbed her by the hair again and yanked her head back as I said, "Did I say you could speak slut?"

"No Sir, I'm sorry," she said.

"I told you what was going to happen the next you came to see me. In the room right now of my friends and they are all going to fuck you" I said.

"Oh no Sir please, I've only fantasized about doing that. I don't think I can really handle that many men." She said.

I released her hair and moved around to slap her across the face. She cried out and I said, "Shut up slut, you can and you will do this. You promised that you would be good and do anything I wanted and this is what I want. Either you do this or I leave and you will never see me again."

"No Master, please don't go," she pleaded again. "I'll do it" she said in a defeated tone, "Just please don't go."

This was music to my ears, to know you have complete and total control over someone is a feeling that is indescribable. Knowing that Suzanne is not only willing to do anything I say is one thing, but her actually begging me to stay even though she knows it means having to fuck my friends totally got me off. I had cum down her throat a few minutes before but I was rock hard again already and wanted more.

"Guys, this is Suzanne. She is my slut and will do anything I say." "Say hello to the guys slut." I said.

"Hello" she said in almost a whisper.

"Who am I slut?" I said.

"You are my Master." Suzanne replied.

"What will you do for me, slut?" I said.

No answer.

"What will you do for me slut?" I said as I gave her a hard smack on the ass.

Suzanne yelped and said, "Anything you want Master."

"That's right slut, you will." I said to her.

I got behind Suzanne and pushed her towards the guys. I loved parading Suzanne naked in front of my friends and as I got a look at her from behind the comparison really struck me. Suzanne is only 5'6" and she looked so small and vulnerable next to all the guys in the room who were at least 6' tall. I thought to myself she is going to get the fucking of her life tonight.

"Ok slut, you are going to put on a show for the guys first. Spread your legs and masturbate for them like you did for me last time," I said.

As she spread her legs and began to rub her pussy I moved up behind her and began to run my hands over her body. She was beginning to moan and move her hands faster on her pussy as I said, "Don't cum ."

"Yes Master," she said breathlessly.

As she began moaning louder and getting close to orgasm I whispered in her, "Do you like this, do you like being naked in front of all of these strangers and putting on a show for them?"

"Yes Master, may I please cum now. I need to cum, please," she said.

I moved my hands up to her breasts and suddenly pinched her nipples as hard as I could, just as she likes, and said "Cum NOW slut."

Suzanne cried out in pleasure/pain as I kept pinching her and she exploded in orgasm. She was bucking and shaking and nearly screaming in her orgasm. I had to hold her up as her legs began to give out as her orgasm subsided.

"That's a good slut. Excellent performance but now it's time for some real fun to begin," I said.

I was still standing behind Suzanne with my mouth near her ear as I then said to the guys, "This slut is YOURS tonight. As long as you don't seriously hurt her you may do whatever you wish with her."

Some of the guys started calling out "I want her to swallow my cum" I want to fuck her ass" "We want to fuck her ass and pussy at the same time."

I told them to calm down, and that they can do whatever they wanted but they needed to get their clothes off first. As the guys were undressing I had Suzanne get on her knees and moved in front of her and told her to suck my cock again. When the guys were ready I told them to line up because everyone was going to get a blowjob to start things off. I moved out of the way and finished undressing as the first guy in line moved up and stuck his cock to Suzanne's lips and said, "Suck it bitch."

I then watched as Suzanne sucked every cock in the room. Some of the guys came in her mouth and made her swallow it but some of them wanted to hold out for her ass or pussy so they stepped aside for the next guy in line. As the last guy was finishing up making her swallow his load I said, "Get up slut" and pushed her towards the desk in the corner of the room.

I pulled the desk away from the wall and cleared everything off the top of it. I pushed her down so she was lying across the narrow part of it with her legs spread wide and her cuffed hands in front of her. In this position we had access to both her mouth and her pussy from behind. After seeing her suck off all of my friends I needed another orgasm so I moved in behind her and slid my cock into her pussy. The guys were just kind of standing there so I reminded them that her mouth was still available.

A few of the guys moved around and stuck their cocks by her mouth so she could lick two of them at the same time. I fucked her hard and fast and filled Suzanne with my second load of the night. Suzanne was moaning the whole time. As I moved out of the way one of my buddies saw that I had cum in her pussy and asked if he could to. I told him he could do whatever he wanted and he then moved in to fuck her pussy too.

I stood back and watched my buddies use Suzanne for a while and loved it. I got off on the thought that she was fucking all of these guys because I made her do it. It was such a sense of power, I always wanted to bring a girl to a gangbang and now it was finally happening. I wondered what else I make her to do. I thought that it was about time for her to get fucked in the ass so I said, "Who wants to fuck her ass?"

Everyone yelled, "I do" so I told them to grab the leash and bring the slut into the bedroom. I had Suzanne lie on her back on the edge of the bed and pull her legs up to her chest. I moved in and used some of the cum dripping from her pussy to lube her ass. I ran my finger in and out to get her loosened up a bit and then I put 2 fingers in. I pulled and stretched her ass as I moved my fingers in and out to get Suzanne ready for the cock she was about to get. I put my hands on the back of her legs and pushed her knees into her chest as I placed my cock on her asshole and pushed it in. Suzanne started to cry out but then a couple of the guys moved up on the bed to rub their hands across her body and pinch her nipples as someone else stuck their cock into her mouth. I fucked her ass for a short time but wasn't ready to cum again yet so I moved out of the way and let someone else in.

When the guy in her mouth came I moved in and made her clean my cock up. This was the dirtiest thing I could think of to do since my cock had just been in her ass. The guys saw what I did and then they started doing it too. Whenever one was done with her ass they would move around and make Suzanne suck them clean. At this point Suzanne was constantly moaning, gyrating her hips and sucking everyone hard. I didn't know if she was getting off on the nastiness of it all or what but I loved it.

A couple of the guys said they wanted to fuck her ass and pussy at the same time so I told them to go ahead. They had Suzanne get up and one of the guys lay down on his back. He told her to climb on top of him and put his cock in her pussy. The other guy then moved in from behind and put his cock in her ass. They fucked her for a while until the guy in her ass got tired, so he moved out of the way so another one could take his place. This went on long enough for everyone to get a turn in her ass and the ones in her pussy switched out a few times too.

It was getting late now, almost 10pm, and everyone was about fucked out by this time. I told everyone who thought they could cum again to pick a hole and take your last shot. Suzanne was still on the bed half sitting up, moaning, and alternating between rubbing her pussy and pinching her nipples. One of the guys climbed on the bed with her, pushed her back and said, "Spread your legs slut."

She did as she was told and he rammed his cock into her. He fucked her hard and fast while another guy stuck his cock in her mouth. Suzanne sucked and fucked them both enthusiastically, moaning, bucking her hips, and meeting them stroke for stoke. I wasn't sure how she did it, her pussy had to be sore as hell from all of the cock and her jaw had to be getting tired from all of the sucking, but she wildly kept on going.

Suzanne seemed to be in some kind of suck and fuck trance and it seemed the harder the guys pounded into her the more she loved it. The two guys in her came at the same time and Suzanne did her best to swallow his load as the other guy finished up and pulled out of her well used pussy. When those two were done two more climbed on her and this continued until everyone had come one more time.

We left Suzanne on the bed as we went out to get dressed. The guys were all patting me on the back and saying that they loved it and wanted to do it again. I showed the guys out and then went back in to where she was still laying on the bed. She was quite the sight, cum was dripping from her pussy and ass and she had hickeys all over breasts and her nipples were red and swollen. I didn't know how she would explain the hickeys to her husband. She also had some dried cum stuck in her hair and on her body. I told her to get off the bed and very slowly she complied.

When she was standing in front of me and I had her hold her hands out so I could take the handcuffs off. I spun her around and took the leash and collar off. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big hug. She melted into me and tilted her head into mine.

I then whispered in her ear, "You did well tonight Suzanne, I am very pleased. You truly are my slut now."

"Yes Master" was all she said.

I then told her to kneel and close her eyes as I took off the blindfold. I said, " You will remain on yours knees and not turn around until I have left the room. I will be in touch."

I then walked out of the room and down the hall still on a high from the night with Suzanne and I wondered with a smile just how far she would go to please me.

It started innocently enough I just never thought it would go as far as it did. I became acquainted with Suzanne through a popular erotic story website. In my spare time I write erotic fiction and Suzanne provided feedback on a few stories I wrote. She said she like my stores and wanted to know when I was writing more.

We corresponded for several weeks and I found out a few things about her. She was married but her husband wasn't into BDSM. That was too bad I thought because really seemed to enjoy sex and bondage, especially if she was being possessed and used by a dominant stranger.

I enjoyed our correspondence and one day Suzanne said she was going out of town on a visit and probably wouldn't check email for several days. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she would be visiting a city that was only about 50 miles away from where I lived. I replied back to her that she would be close to where I lived and jokingly added that I may run into her.

Suzanne emailed back that I would definitely run into her if I came to the airport Hilton lounge at 7pm on Tuesday. I thought that was an obvious invitation and replied back that I would see her there. I'm not sure why I did that, I wasn't looking to cheat on my wife or anything but I guess that I was curious.

On Tuesday it was easy to give an excuse to get away from my wife. I regularly work long and odd hours so I just called her from work and told her that I would have to stay late because of some problem we were having.

I went to the lounge early, I wanted to be there when she walked in so I could get a good look at her. Suzanne gave me her description and I recognized her as soon as she walked in. I was surprised to see that she was truthful about how she looked since there are so many fakes on the internet. She was 5'6", had short auburn hair, beautiful green eyes and small perfect breasts just like she described, and I was immediately attracted to her. I had to have her, I thought to myself.

I stood and said her name and she came over and said "Is it you Sir?"

She always called me Sir in our emails and I enjoyed that. I never gave her my full name because she seemed to enjoy the mystery of not knowing. We made small talk for a short time and had a few drinks. I don't really remember much of what was said because I was thinking the whole time about how I could do to her the things that I wrote about in my stories.

She asked me if I would like to come up to her room for a drink and I jumped at the chance and said yes. When we got to her room she showed me in and got me a drink. She then stood there before me with her head down and said, "Is there anything else I can do for you Sir?"

I thought about it for a moment and realized that this was not going to be a simple onenight stand. Suzanne wanted me to take her like the women I wrote about in my stories. She craved it, she wanted to be used and possessed by me, a virtual stranger. I reached down and put my hand under her chin to raise her head. I looked into her beautiful green eyes as I ran my hand along her cheek then I moved my hand slowly back along the side of her face.

Suddenly I reached back and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanked her head back and said "Are you ready to be my slut?" She looked at me with wideeyed surprise and didn't say anything. I said, "Answer me. Are you ready to be my slut?"

Suzanne finally said in a low voice, almost a whisper, "yes"

"Yes what?" I said firmly. Again no answer. I gave her a swat on the ass, not hard, but definitely a message. "Yes what?"

After a moment, she looked at me still in surprise and whispered, "Yes, Master."

"That's right, I am your Master. And what does that make you?" I asked as I peeled off her top. In a moment her bra joined her top on the floor. Suzanne's breasts were gorgeous, small and round with perfect nipples that were rock hard and dying to be tormented, just like she wrote in her emails.

"I'm ... I'm ... your slave." she whimpered.

"Damn right you are, slut." I slipped her skirt over her thighs and down to the floor. Her panties followed, exposing her pussy to me for the first time. "And what are you going to do for me?"

"Anything you want", she moaned as I ran my fingers between her legs.

I landed a second slap, this time a little harder, on her bare ass cheek. It left a little red mark. "Get it right, slut. What are you going to do for me?"

"Anything you want, Master." This was getting serious and we both knew it.

I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back again as I gave her a hard deep kiss. She melted into me. I released her hair and said "Play with your breasts for me, pinch your nipples and get them nice and hard".

"Yes Master", she said and did as I commanded.

I couldn't believe it! I was standing there watching her play with her breasts for my pleasure and I was getting so turned on. My wife and I occasionally roleplay and have had Master/Slave night several time since we've been together. I had always wondered what it would be like to dominate someone other than my wife though, and now I was loving it. This only fueled my fire for more control. I grabbed her pussy roughly; she was dripping wet! Apparently we were both getting into this.

"What's this?" I said.

"It's my pussy Master," she said almost in a whisper.

"No it's not!" I said as I smacked her hard on the ass again. "Who's pussy is this?" I said as I rubbed my hand between her legs.

"It's your pussy, Master." She said.

"Damn right it is slut". I said.

"Now rub it," I said. She went to work on herself with right away, one hand on her clit and the other squeezing a breast, Suzanne gave in to her desire and masturbated wildly in front of me.

In no time at all, she was moaning and close to orgasm. "Do you like that? Does that make you want to cum?"

"Yes Master."

"If you cum , I will you. Do you understand slut?"

No answer, I landed a slap across her face. "Answer me slut," I said as she let out a yelp.

"Yes Master." She said.

"Now ask," I said.

"May I please cum for you Master?" she said with a voice that sounded like defeat. I gave my consent and she did as I commanded. Suzanne stood, completely naked in the middle of the room, masturbating herself to orgasm while I watched. I thought that there was nothing she wouldn't do for me now.

"You're my slut now. You'll do what I say, when I say, where I say, to whom I say without question. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master" Suzanne moaned as she exploded in orgasm. As I watched her cum I suddenly realized that I was rock hard myself and had yet to be touched.

"Very good, slave. Now get on your knees." She did so without hesitation. "Take out my cock". Again there was no hesitation. I had her to rub it around her face for a few minutes before I said, "Now suck it, slut".

Suzanne went to work on my cock immediately like a good little slut. I was enjoying the head she was giving me as I wondered what to do next. I wasn't a lifestyle Dominant but I really felt the need to totally control and use her. I craved the need to dominate her as much as she craved being submissive to me. I grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. "Place your hands on the edge of the couch". She went and stood at the edge of the couch and put her hands on the armrest.

She looked so beautiful bent over the couch like that, so submissive and ready for anything I wanted to do. I had to try her pussy out. I quickly finished undressing and couldn't help myself as I moved up behind her and rammed my cock into her pussy from behind in one hard stroke. She threw her head back and cried out in pleasure as I began to fuck her with hard slow thrusts from behind. I would slowly pull my cock out until it almost fell out of her pussy and then thrust back in very hard. Suzanne's body jolted with my every thrust and she moaned continuously.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I said, "You love getting fucked don't you slut?

"Yes, master" she said between moans.

"You just love a strangers nice hard cock in your pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, master" was all she said.

Her pussy was wonderful, so tight and wet, but as much as I enjoyed what I was doing I didn't want to cum yet. I pulled out and told her to stand up. "Into the bedroom slut" I said as I pushed her roughly towards the door.

I was becoming with the power I had over Suzanne and wanted not only complete domination but humiliation as well. I had her kneel by the side of the bed and told her to suck my cock again. She did as she was told. "Now lick my balls, slut". Without hesitation her tongue began to caress my balls while one hand simultaneously worked my cock. Still, this wasn't enough.

I laid back on the edge of the bed and raised my legs as I said, "Tongue my ass, slut." I can't believe those words came out of my mouth. My wife has licked my ass before but this was different, it was so much more exciting to make Suzanne do it. I guess it had something to do with the fact that we were strangers. With my wife we had limits and safe words but not with Suzanne. She was totally submitting herself to me and I just totally got off on the thought of making her do whatever I wanted.

To my surprise she did as she was told. She began slowly, encircling the rim and then sliding her tongue up to my balls and then back down around my rim. Suzanne did this for several minutes before I said "Stick your tongue in my asshole". This was the dirtiest thing I could think of and she was going to do it or I would think of some way her.

Stiffening her tongue, Suzanne pushed into my asshole. "That's it keep going." I said.

She repeated again and again, putting her tongue in and out and I relished in the nastiness of it all. Finally, I could take it no longer. I pushed her away and got up from the bed. I searched through her luggage and found some pantyhose. "On the bed slut, arms above your head and spread your legs" I said.

Suzanne did as she was told and I tied her arms and her legs to the bed with the hose so she was spread eagle and . I moved up on next to her and began to rub my hands up and down her body, loving the softness of her skin and the whole helplessness of her situation. I remember from one of her emails how she said that she love having her nipples tormented. I moved my hands slowly up her body and then suddenly reached up and pinched her nipples hard. She winced in pleasure/pain as I said, "You like that don't you slut?"

"Yes master" she replied.

I continued tormenting her, alternating between fondling her breasts and unexpectedly pinching her nipples as hard as I could. I then lowered my head and began to nibble on her nipples as my hand moved down to play with her pussy. Her eyes were closed and her back arched up. Suzanne was getting close to orgasm, her groans becoming near screams as I bite her nipples and played with her pussy.

"Yes slut, let me hear how much you like being used. Scream for me to use you." I said.

She was close to edge and just as she nearly lost control I raised my hand up and slapped her pussy hard. Suzanne's entire body jolted.

"I told you not to cum slut." I said as I slapped her pussy again. "When I give you an order you follow it."

She whimpered as I slapped her pussy again and said, "Do you understand?"

"Yes Master," She cried.

Then I began rubbing her pussy again and ordered her to cum as I bent my head down and bite her nipples again. To my amazement Suzanne's body stiffened, jerking beneath me and began releasing in wave after wave of intense pleasure/pain as she came while I rubbed her clit and bite her nipples.

As she was coming down from her orgasm I untied her legs but left her arms secured to the headboard. I needed my orgasm now and I pulled Suzanne's legs up and put her knees to her chest so I would be able to fuck her pussy very deep. She was so wet, so vulnerable, and I loved the feeling as I slide my hard cock into her pussy again. As I picked up speed I grabbed her nipples and began pinching them hard again.

"Who am I?"

"My Master" Suzanne moaned. My heart quickening as I heard the words she said.

"And who are you?" I said.

"I am your slave, Master." She replied.

I loved hearing this. I was totally getting off on dominating Suzanne. I'd never dominated a stranger before or been this rough and controlling with anyone and now I wanted it more.

"That's right, slut." I said, as I was pumping hard into her pussy. Her hips bucked back against me with equal enthusiasm.

"And that means you do what I want, where I want, when I want, to anyone I want, without question!" I said.

"We are going to do this again." I said.

"Only next time you are going to be like the slut in my story and I'm going to tie you up and let about 10 of my friends fuck you." "I want to see you suck their cocks and watch them fuck your ass and pussy." I said.

"Yes Master" Suzanne cried, as she orgasmed again.

With that I came myself, very powerfully, and filled her pussy with my cum.

I then collapsed on the bed. Silently, peacefully, I watched my cum dribble from her pussy and thought about how I forgot to use a condom. Oh well I thought, she didn't say anything about it besides I've had a vasectomy so at least I don't have to worry about her getting pregnant.

I untied her and she put a robe on I got dressed in near silence. We shared a long hug and a kiss goodnight, and I walked out hoping I hadn't pushed it too far. I really wanted to dominate her again and I hoped she wanted it too.

I got my answer the other day when Suzanne emailed me about our encounter, asking me if I was pleased with our encounter and if she was an adequate slave. I said that I definitely enjoyed it and can't wait for our adventures to continue. I also thought to myself with a wicked smile that I owned her now.


Chapter 2 coming soon...

'You look beautiful,' you say to me. I see you turn around to face me and your eyes search mine, amused. 'Now I will show you my house, Anari, and you will calmly follow me inside, hiding nothing of yourself.' Your eyes find mine and hold them there for longer than necessary. I hear my heart thud in my chest.

'Oh God,' I whisper to you, 'what if anyone sees me?'

'Perhaps they won't,' you say and you get out of your car, slamming the door shut, leaving me inside. You walk around to my door and open it wide.

I take a deep breath and stand up proudly, accepting my fate, shivering once more in the cold night air. If anyone is going to see they are going to see. It's too late to worry about that now. The sound of your car doors locking makes me jump and I follow you to your front door.

Before I know what's happening, you pull me against the front door and kiss me slowly, lingeringly. Your tongue teases mine before deepening the kiss. The first we've shared. It leaves me breathless. You feel me sigh and my body melts against yours.

'I am going to take many liberties with you tonight, IF you cross that doorstep, Anari,' you say. Those eyes now bore into mine, watching and waiting.

My hair is blowing in the slight breeze outside and frames my face. My lust-filled eyes give my acceptance away, though, and you know it. I nod at you. I see you smile before you slap my face gently. It makes my flesh tingle and heat, making me moan.

'The door is open, little woman of my dreams,' you say to me. 'What's it to be? Will you enter?' Those eyes are smiling at me.

I do nothing for a moment. Then I smile myself, before entering your home, looking at you over my shoulder, unable to drag my eyes away from you for a second. Your hand slaps my ass hard, making me jump and catch my breath in surprise. I feel the stinging heat of the slap go through me, making that traitorous body of mine wetter still.

'Kneel and taste my cock,' you say to me. This focuses my attention immediately, especially because you haven't even closed the front door yet. I war with myself again, but I feel myself drop to my knees, naked, before you and begin unfastening your trousers with deft, impatient fingers and lips that want to taste and savour you. My tongue swirls around my glossy lips, making them wet.

Your eyes stare down at the vision I present before you, while your fingers turn on the light. You see delicate breasts and pert nipples peaking for your attention and a rapid pulse beating a tattoo in my neck.

I watch your cock spring free from its constraints before me and my eyes widen in appreciation. 'Beautiful,' I say. My tongue pokes out and licks at the tip, in a light upward stroke, watching your cock jump before me as I do, a smile playing at my lips.

'Do you think you can take this cock anywhere I wish to put it tonight, my slut?' Your face looks enquiringly at mine, demanding an answer.

'Anywhere,' I whisper with wantonness and begin stroking my tongue up and down the length of your cock. To my satisfaction you groan in lust and delight, and I hear you close the front door.

'Then you will have to take my desire and wrath before it really enters you.' Your words echo against the walls. I am focusing my attention on lathering your cock with my saliva, licking and sucking its length and girth. I then close my lips over the head, sucking gently before I feel you take hold of my hair and force my mouth down upon it, pushing your cock deep into my mouth, several times. You hear me moan in appreciation, feeling my mouth filled to bursting with its thickness, then sighing in abandon as I feel you fucking my face, with hard strokes.

Your fingers entwine in my hair tightly and pull me off your cock, hearing me make a loud yelp as you do so, still tasting you on my lips and licking them. You take my hands and interlock them with yours, leading me forward.

'Come here, little lady,' you say to me, 'First I wish to have you in my kitchen.'

I smile at that and feel my fingers tightly gripped in yours, watching as you lead me into the kitchen, to the table.

'Sit on the edge of my table here,' you indicate, 'and spread those legs wide for me.' I groan and hurry to obey. 'Touch your clit for me.' I groan even louder and happily do your bidding. 'I will be right back,' you say and I watch you disappear into the lounge. Wondering what you are doing, I sit on the kitchen table and spread my legs as wide as I can, displaying myself for your return, beginning to finger my clit in small circles. My clit swells underneath my fingers. I watch you come back into the room carrying a whip and some rope. My eyes widen at that a little nervously.

'You did say anything, didn't you?' you ask me again with a teasing grin. 'Yes I did,' I reply wondering how I get myself into these situations. I walked into your house agreeing to just about anything at all. I bite my lip down on the protest that would have ensued.

'Tonight I will take as well as please, little Anari.'

'Yes,' I whisper quietly, worriedly. 'Now lie back, hands above your head, legs spread.' The command spurs me to action and I obey instantly, feeling your hands pull me to the edge of the table, so that my pussy is displayed for you.

'I like you like that,' you tell me. 'Very available for fucking and licking.'

I can't help but shiver at those words, seeing you move around me and begin to tie me up. My body is on fire for you, infused with heat. 'Spread you legs a bit more for me,' you order. 'Mmmm good,' you respond as you see me comply. 'I love having you like this, Anari.' Your eyes catch mine and smile that familiar smile.

I groan and spread my legs wider, as wide as they will go, feeling you tie my splayed legs one by one to the table legs.

'Place your arms above you, Anari. Stretch them for me.' It's another command which I instantly obey, straining those arms of mine taut. I watch you tie them to the table legs as well. Now I hear you moan. 'God you look hot.' That deep voice of yours makes my body melt. How do you do that, I wonder?

You sit down then, between my legs, staring at my pussy. I can't help but moan, feeling my limbs stretched tightly and your attention focused on me.

'What's this?' you say, now focusing your attention on my face. 'You look so wet, so lovely and so very excited and I haven't even touched you yet.'

That just serves to make me more aroused, feeling so wet and needful, desperate to have you inside me.

'Perhaps,' you pause teasingly, 'you would like me to taste you? Perhaps you'd like my tongue just here,' and you gently touch my clit with your finger, watching my body writhe in its bonds. 'Or maybe here,' and the finger moves down to my asshole, taunting me. In any event my body betrays itself, for it is instantly ready for you and I moan loudly.

'Yes. Yes please,' I say desperately, feeling my pulse beat a rapid path all over my body, my breathing increasing in the heightened state of arousal I find myself in.

'Oh God, yes,' I answer once more in affirmation.

Maddeningly yet again you smile at me and lean down, only inches away from pussy. I can feel your hot breath upon my pussy lips, teasing me insensibly. My body rises up off the table and you hear me whimper, my eyes pleading with you, wanting to feel your tongue upon me.

'As you've only just met me, perhaps you would not want this on a first meeting?' You touch my clit once more unbearably gently with your finger, stroking it so lightly, that it is utter torment. But I can see the look in your eyes, sparkling with lust and am reassured.

'Oh God, I want this and so badly,' I whisper. My eyes stare at yours, hoping fervently you don't mean those words you've just uttered.

Before I've had too much time to think upon it, though, I see you brandishing the whip before me. I'd nearly forgotten about its presence. The reminder is quick, though, as you flick it down upon my open pussy, painfully hard. My body jerks upright in response and my arms and legs strain against the ropes securing me to the table, letting out a pained yell. My mind reels with a red, pain-filled haze. The feeling it produces is fire spreading through my body, fire and heat. Immediately after the pain though, you lean down and thrust your tongue into me, tasting me. What can I do but moan out in lust, as your tongue artfully soothes the pain away, making my body respond once more to you in desperate need.

Then you stop and look at me intently, those deep blue eyes boring into mine.

'I've dreamed of having someone like you at my mercy,' you direct at me. The whip rises once more and you use it to slap me across my stomach.

I whimper again, my body tensing, a little scared of you. It is still desperately, madly on fire for you. Then I feel the whip come down upon my right breast. I yell out once more in pain, my breath driven from my body, as I close my eyes a moment to adjust to it. But then once more, I feel your tongue return to my body, fucking my pussy rapidly. I know that I am more desperate for relief now than I have ever been in my life. You stop once more, standing above me, looking down at the pretty picture I make lying there, tied and with red imprints of the whip embedded into my flesh.

'Tonight you will not cum . It would end your experience here immediately.' Your voice has an edge to it and I do not mistake the threat. My body arches off the table in protest and I can only shudder. You pause, though, and it is obvious you are awaiting my response.

'Yes. I will not cum without your permission.' My voice is laboured as my breathing is hard. For I already know I do not want this to end prematurely.

'What are you, my dear, letting a stranger do this to you?' The wicked grin in your eyes drives me wild.

'I am doing this,' I respond, 'because you have made me feel more desire, more want, more lust than anyone else has, ever in my life before.' I feel you slap my open pussy again and feel my body shoot up again, jerking at my ropes. It quells my desire, but only slightly.

'Soon, little Anari,' you say, 'you will feel my tongue teasing you everywhere. I will take what I want... what you will give... and more.' Those eyes of yours tell me you are not lying. Then you lean down and suck in my clit, your tongue flicking on it wonderfully, exciting me unbearably.

'Now I asked you what you were, letting a stranger do this to you?' Your eyes hold mine in their gaze.

My moaning continues, feeling myself on the edge of release, your tongue firing up all kinds of delightful sensations within me.

'I am your slut. Your slut for the evening, to do with as you please.' The words ring true in my mind even as I say them. They make me go weak, the thought of surrendering my body to your whim. My breathing is harsh and ragged now and the words spill out of my mouth brokenly, waiting for your next move.

Hope everyone enjoys it!
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I entered the noisy, dimly lit bar, full of confidence as always. I am used to male attention and dress appropriately to incite it. Revel in it even.

Tonight saw me in a soft as butter, chocolate silk skirt. I complimented it with a matching silk blouse, revealing a hint of my bra underneath it. The only other accoutrements needed were a thick cream belt, accentuating my tiny waistline and a pair of chocolate brown slingback heels. At 4 inches high they made my legs look slim and elegant. Oh and of course the compulsory silk black lace topped stockings. They bring out the devil in me. I like encouraging it.

The music thumps all around me and I feel myself humming along, a smile playing on the corners of my lips, bright with glossy pink lipstick. I play with a tendril of my long, shiny brunette hair, twirling it around in my fingertips. I see you as I approach the bar and give the men there a cursory glance, before my attention rests on you. I still wonder even now, why you took my breath away, even then on our first meeting. But my eyes held yours for a second longer than necessary and you knew it, even then. Knew that I would be yours. But I didn't. That happened for me a little later.

Someone caught my attention at my shoulder and I inclined my head to speak with him, talking niceties as one does. My blue eyes sparkling, sensuously lined with dark kohl making them look enormous. He didn't keep my attention for long however and I made my escape by going to the ladies. When I returned you were no-where to be found by the bar, but the barmaid, grinning at me handed me a gin and tonic. I gave her a puzzled hadn't ordered that. It's one of my favourite drinks though. I sipped it appreciatively. She pointed to you, when I asked who'd ordered it for me, seated now at a table on the far side of the bar. Lounging your long limbs on a low slung sofa. Your lazy smile caught me as I looked in your direction. I raise my glass in a salute of thanks and begin walking towards you, returning that wonderful smile of yours.

I come to stand before you and your eyes never leave mine on the long walk across the length of the room. I smile prettily and thank you for the drink, thinking that you could possibly be one of the sexiest men I have ever seen. My pulse rate beats double time, a little at my boldness on approaching you, but more so because just being near you sent prickles of desire up my spine. You motion with your hand for me to sit down and I obey unthinkingly. Sitting opposite you. Admiring you. My tongue licks the corner of my lip. I do that when I'm nervous.

'Do you want me?' The words are out of your mouth, in a wonderfully deep resonating tone that sends shivers through me, just on hearing it. I can't quite believe that you've said it, quite like that. I blink in surprise. But I understand your meaning.

'Yes,' I whisper. My nervousness wouldn't allow me to play games with you at this point. My legs shift beneath me as my eyes meet yours again.

'If you want to be mine tonight, my dear, I must tell you that I will expect complete obedience from you. That means, you do everything I say. Yes,' you pause, 'I do mean everything.' You search my eyes for my response.

My face betrays me, flushing with heat. Oh God, what those words do to me.

'Will you obey me, in all I ask?' you question.

'Yes,' I whisper. Feeling my pulse rocket in response.

You just smile and settle yourself back comfortably into your chair.

'Then let's see. Go to the ladies and remove your bra and your panties. Be quick.' You motion for me to move with your hand.

Surprisingly enough I do, your tone compelling me to go and quickly. I do wonder what on earth I'm doing, while in the toilets, whipping my blouse over my head and taking off my bra. Then letting my black lace panties fall down over my hips, my legs and feeling almost naked. The only thing covering my sex is now my skirt. I stuff my lace underwear into my handbag and walk back out of the toilets somewhat confidently, towards you. Aware that my nipples, peaked already from arousal are visible through my soft, silk shirt. I stand back in front of you and you motion for me to sit down once more, but this time next to you. Smiling, I do.

'I must tell you this before we go on,' you pause to look into my eyes, 'I will do a great many things to you this evening, some of which you will like and some of which you will not. But you WILL obey in absolutely everything I ask, or the evening will end then and there. It will always be your choice of course.' Those blue fathomless eyes of yours stare into mine. I can only nod in agreement. For I desperately want to see what this night will hold. My flesh tingling in anticipation all over, a heightened state of arousal having already overtaken my body.

'Do I arouse you,' you ask me? Your eyes searching mine for their response.

'Yes I whisper.' Licking my lips nervously once more. For you do. I am already wet.

'Then I will need to make sure of that for myself,' you say. Eyes holding mine. 'Open your legs for me.

I close my eyes in immediate response, thinking I cannot do that. Not here. Not with all these people watching. But my eyes open again and I widen my legs, already knowing that I am desperate to have you.

'Wider you say,' looking at me and you see a moan escape my lips involuntarily as I do as you say. Not being able to refuse. Your hand feels along the length of my skirt, lightly running down the fabric, before it begins to slide up my stockings. Your fingertips running gently up my thighs and your fingertips coming to rest ever so lightly on my sex. You hear my breath catch. Another fingertip comes up under my chin as you tilt my face, to stare hard into my eyes.

'Are you sure you are wet for me?' you ask me again.

'Yes,' I stammer. Not being able to look away. Then I feel your finger on my sex begin to trace the delicate folds of my lips to begin teasing its way into my entrance. Finding me hot and so very wet for you. Another moan escaped my lips as I feel you push your finger deep within me. You hold it there. With the other finger still on my chin, me to look, still, into those eyes of yours.

'I want you to pick a man to dance with, anyone you chose and I want to watch as you grind up against him. Kiss him. Let his hands roam over your body.' You smile and let the finger drop from my chin and withdraw your finger from inside me, slowly tracing the wetness back up my leg. Watching to see if I will obey.

I do. I stand and walk toward the dance floor, my eyes casting themselves over the men there and pick a rather tall, blond and good looking one. I take his hand gently and usher him onto the floor. He sees the glazed look of desire in my eyes and does not hesitate to follow me, not knowing that look is for you. The music starts and he places his hands on my waist and I put mine around his neck, playing with the softly curling hair at the nape of his neck. As the music starts, drumming its beat loudly, I push my body into his. He quickly responds by grinding his hips back into mine. Oh Yes, I feel my body respond instantly to the touch and heat floods through me. A sigh escapes my lips which are by his ear and he grins at me in response. I see your eyes watching mine from across the room and hold your gaze once more, lust upon my lips. You watch me calculatingly.

To tease you I pull the blond man's hands over my breasts and turn our position sideways so you can see. I see his eyes widen as he realises I am not wearing a bra. I feel his hands all over my breasts, can see him smiling feeling my nipples harden underneath his fingers. I press my lips to his neck and bite gently there, feeling his body respond. Grinding his hips more urgently into mine. His hands running up and down my body, cupping my breasts, kneading them in his hands. I then gently place my lips over his, kissing ever so lightly, waiting for his response. He urgently hardens his lips on mine and kisses me passionately. His tongue reaches out to caress mine and I make sure you can see. Wondering what this is doing to you. He puts his hands on my ass, squeezing my ass cheeks and pulling me closer to him. So much so I am pressed tightly against him now, his lips not pausing for a second. But then.... Then the music ends and I gently entangle myself... leaving him wanting and wondering just what the hell I was up to... I know his eyes are boring into my back as I make my way back towards you, with my face flushed with desire, heat and a new animal lust sparkling in my eyes.

I catch your glance on my way back towards you, which has never left me and see that desire has now flushed your features. For your eyes penetrate me with a deep, dark, brooding hunger.

'Are you ready to leave my dear?' You ask me pleasantly. Taking my arm and leading me towards the exit. 'You are of course free to change your mind?' It is a question and you leave the end hanging, waiting for my response.

'I am ready to leave and obey you in everything you ask of me.' My response is definite.

You grin wickedly at that. It makes my roar around my body. 'We shall see,' you reply enigmatically. We talk politely on the way back to the car, exchanging names and general niceties.

It takes little time to find your car, parked only a short way away in a deserted alley way. My heels tap across the deserted sidewalk as we step up towards it.

'You will get in my car naked, or not at all,' you say to me. Once again you watch me, gauging my reaction.

My body goes weak at your words and my mind rebels. This is a public place. Yes it is deserted, but someone could pass through at any time. I start to tremble and now I have to think hard. You are a stranger after all. What on earth am I doing?

All the time those deep eyes never leave me and you enjoy seeing the anguish in them as I struggle and war with myself.

In the end, my body on fire with need, I make my decision. Recklessness is one of my vices. I strip quickly, in order to get into your car more quickly. Yanking my blouse over my head, displaying my naked breasts for your attention, my nipples hard and peaked. Then I undo the skirt and slide it down my hips, letting it fall to my feet. I then step my heels out of it one by one and stand there before you. I feel the cool night air upon my body which teases my skin. I shake. .

'Get in, you say,' opening the door of your car for me and you help me inside. I have never been so grateful to have a car door shut before. The covering of the car door something at least. I am still frighteningly aware that anyone who chooses to look into your car will find me quite some surprise to their eyes. You look at me and smile. 'Well done Rie,' you say already shortening my name, Anari, to a pet name. It makes me smile and relax a little. Though not too much. It is all I can do to stop my hands from trying to cover my nakedness. But I breathe deeply and keep my hands still while the car drives off, with you at the wheel.

'Undo my trousers Rie and suck my cock. Make me nice and hard for you my dear,' you say with a wicked glint in your eyes. Watching me through your peripheral vision. Watching and waiting. To see if I will indeed obey.

I do instantly, my tongue already licking around my lips making them wet to take your cock inside my mouth. I am glad of any distraction to stop me thinking about my nakedness. My wetness. My lust for you.

My fingers delicately untangle your seatbelt and begin unfastening your trousers with efficient movements and I let your cock spring free, released from its constraints. Sighing with delight as I do so. Running my fingers up and down its length before me, letting my nails graze it lightly, before I begin tracing a pattern around the head with my tongue. Flicking, swirling and licking. Tormenting you up and down the length with my tongue and fingertips before I return my attention back to the head. Letting my mouth gently take you in, so lightly, sucking in small delicate movements up and down. Hearing a little sigh escape your lips now and knowing you want more. I make that cock of yours very wet with my saliva, coating it thoroughly before beginning to move more of your length inside me. Greedily sucking your cock to the back of my throat. You hear the sounds of my hungry slurps, taking you inside me. Wanting to feel it hit there, impale me, ram against me. It finally hits its mark and your hear a guttural moan escape my lips. I make my strokes longer now, my tongue flicking the underside of your cock on the upstroke and then my mouth taking you back into me and ramming you back to the end of my throat. Breathing deeply. Again and again. My fingers teasing the base of your cock before closing around it and gripping tightly. Moving up and down now in time with my movements...

'Enough,' you say and push me away from you, but gently. The car has now stopped and I realise we are at your house. I try to regulate my breathing and notice the flush of desire changing your features with a smile. This has been the most exciting night of my life so far and I can only wonder at what you have in store for me next...

My flesh tingling in anticipation, my sex hungry, my pupils dilated and glazed with a lust fuelled fever...

To Be Continued...

Here's a new story for everyone.

From the moment Gina strutted into the classroom, I knew she would be trouble. I also knew I had to have her.

As it happened, the day I met Gina was my very first day as a substitute teacher. I was to be teaching at St. Vincent's, which was an all-girls Catholic school. I had been warned that the girls there were famous for being incorrigible teases, who made it their job to create as much sexual tension as possible for any male substitute who was unfortunate enough to be assigned to them. The school had made an effort to correct the situation by hiring only female substitute teachers, but what they didn't know was that I was bisexual. Not only that, but I have a serious schoolgirl fetish; I love the way they manage to exude such raw sexuality through supposedly demure and proper outfits.

I believe that whoever designed the look of their uniforms was most certainly male. I love the way their crisp, white blouses cling to the curves of their young, perky breasts, and how the bolder temptresses constantly hike up their skirts to reveal more and more of their sexy, smooth legs. And those thigh-highs! I love the contrast between the top of the stocking and the emerging thigh, which provides an enticing clue to what lies just above.

On this particular day, I was dressed in my most "no nonsense" uniform- a perfectly pressed white blouse, black pencil skirt which ended just above my knees, and a pair of low-heeled shoes. My long, wavy brown hair was pulled back into a polished updo, and I wore only the slightest bit of makeup; jet-black eyeliner to make my gray eyes stand out, a touch of blush to give my cheeks slight colour, and pale pink lipstick. I decided against wearing any perfume, and had instead rubbed a feminine rose-scented lotion into my skin after my shower that morning.

As I breezed into the classroom with my black briefcase tucked under my arm, I thought I was ready for anything. I was determined to be entirely professional, as I didn't want to risk losing my newly-acquired job, especially on my very first day! I knew this would take a great deal of self control, however, because I was assigned to a classroom of girls who were in their last year, i.e. 18 and completely legal. I had to resist temptation.

"Good morning girls, my name is Miss Kay," I announced, surveying the classroom. I immediately noticed that there was an empty seat. Just as I was about to ask who was missing, an attractive flounced into the room, sat down heavily in her seat, and gave me in haughty look, arms folded across her chest, as if daring me to reprimand her. I rose to the challenge.

"And your name is...?" I asked.

"Gina."

"Gina, please go to the office and get a late slip."

"But I'm not late!" she protested, rising from her desk and placing her hands firmly on her hips. There were muffled whispers around the room as the rest of the girls undoubtedly wondered how I was going to handle the unruly student.

"All right then" I countered, "Instead of going to the office and getting a late slip, you can stay for detention with me after school for being late AND giving me attitude."

The room was silent as the girls eagerly waited for a response. I had put on a fearless face, but I was quaking inside. Not only was this girl unwavering in her effort to challenge my authority, she was absolutely stunning.

Gina had straight, shiny black hair which hung slightly below her shoulders. Her dark hair was a sharp contrast to her pale skin and light green eyes, which flickered at me with venom. Even though I was furious at her, for an instant I longed to kiss her pouty lips, which were shiny from the red lip gloss she wore. She was wearing the standard St. Vincent uniform; a cute little plaid kilt with white thigh-highs, black shoes and a white blouse. I noticed that the top two buttons of her blouse were undone (strictly against the rules!) to teasingly reveal ample cleavage.

I half expected her to storm out of the room after my last comment, but instead she sat back down in her chair in a huff, staring fixedly down into her lap, where her hands were now loosely clasped. The argument was over, and I was clearly the victor.

The rest of the day went smoothly; none of the other girls dared to cause any trouble and risk losing any of their precious social time. From time to time I would catch Gina glaring at me out of the corner of my eye, but whenever my eyes met hers, she immediately turned them away. By the time last period rolled around, I was wondering exactly what I would do with this gorgeous creature, since she would be at my mercy for as long as I chose. I knew that all the students and teachers would be rushing to get home, since it was a Friday. Even the janitors got off work early on Fridays, which meant that we would be the only ones in the school....

My thoughts were interrupted by the piercing ring of the dismissal bell; the girls gathered their belongings at lightening speed and rushed out the door, without so much as a backward look. Gina remained in her seat, although it seemed as though she had lost most of her earlier furor; she sat silently in her seat, eyes cast downwards, obediently awaiting her fate. I walked over and closed the door. I still had no idea what to do with her, but I did know that I wanted to see this sexy girl up close. I walked up to the front of the room and stood in front of the blackboard.

"Come here" I commanded. Eyes glued to the floor, she rose from her seat and came to stand in front of me. My God, she was gorgeous! Now that she was up close, I could see the tiny diamond studs in her ears and smell her vanilla perfume. For some reason, in that moment, I decided to throw caution to the wind and let my instincts guide me.

Impulsively, I reached out and tilted her chin upwards, so that she was to raise her eyes to stare into mine. I noticed that her chest was flushed, and her breathing suddenly heavier. Could it be that she felt the same desire as I did? As I stepped closer so that my body was within inches of hers, and the air between us hung heavily with sexual tension, I realized that she wanted me just as badly as I wanted her.

I closed the gap between us by swiftly bringing my lips to hers. I was met with a second of resistance before her lips parted and allowed my tongue to delve into her mouth. She sighed quietly as I ran my tongue over her lower lip before gently taking it between my teeth. Unexpectedly, I drew back slightly, teasing her, coaxing her into becoming slightly more aggressive. I was slightly surprised and incredibly turned on when she insistently pressed her lips to mine-hard.

Suddenly, she was the aggressor, parting my lips with her tongue to explore the inside of my mouth. Her lips left mine to trace wet kisses across my collarbone, then up my neck to again meet my lips in a passionate kiss. We kissed deeply for another few moments as I rested my hands against the small of her back. Conversely, she boldly ran her hands up and down my back and hips. But as I raised my hands to undo the top button of her blouse, she hesitated.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this..." I cut her off by placing my finger on her lips and leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Do you really want me to stop?" I asked, sliding the fingers of my left hand down to her breast and teasing her nipple through the thin material of her blouse. She moaned. "I'll stop if you want, just say the word," I continued, moving my hand from her breast in order to caress her taut stomach. My hand continued its descent, slipping under her kilt to run my fingers ever so softly over the material of her cotton panties, exploring the area between her legs. Her panties were soaking wet.

"No" she panted, "don't stop. Please." She started grinding her hips against my hand.

"Have you ever been with a woman before?" I asked. "No," she replied coyly. I gave her a sly grin. "You'll enjoy this, I promise. Now, take off your panties." She did as I instructed, slipping her white cotton panties down to her ankles and gingerly stepping out of them. Not knowing what to do next, she stood awkwardly before me, hands clutching the sides of her kilt.

Slowly, I once again began unbuttoning her blouse; this time with no resistance. As each button fell open, it revealed more of her smooth, pale, flawless skin. After slowly working my way down to the last button, I pushed the blouse off of her shoulders, onto the floor, and stepped back for a moment to admire her semi-clad form. She was so damned cute in her little kilt, stockings and black shoes. From the waist up, she was clad in only a plain, cotton white bra, her nipples erect under the flimsy material.

Stepping closer to her again, I ran my tongue up from the base of her neck to her ear, where I paused to take her sensitive earlobe into my mouth. I heard her sharp intake of breath as I began to nibble on the tender earlobe. Then I began traveling down her neck, interspersing kisses with playful little bites. Before she had time to protest, I slipped my hands behind her back and quickly undid her bra. She looked slightly surprised, but slipped the bra off her body and closed her eyes.

"You are so beautiful," I exclaimed, drinking her in. The rosy pink of her nipples was the same shade of pink as her soft little mouth, now that all her gloss had been kissed away. Her slender form was soft and inviting, with flawless, perky breasts and softly rounded hips. I tentatively reached out to cup her right breast, which seemed to fit perfectly in my hand, ever so gently running my thumb across her nipple to gauge her reaction. She gasped with pleasure. I lightly pinched her nipple, and she gasped louder. When I leaned over and flicked at her nipple with my tongue, she groaned, prompting me to take the entire nipple into my warm mouth as she shuddered with pleasure. I gently suckled at her breast, running my tongue back and forth across her erect nipple. I was so wet by this point, I could hardly stand it. I walked over to the large, mahogany teacher's desk, and with one finger beckoned for her to follow. She stood facing me, with her back to the desk.

"Sit on the desk" I told her. She paused, looking over her shoulder at the desk littered with papers. I gave her a shove, hard enough to catch her off guard and send her tumbling backwards onto the desk. In a flash, I was on top of her, kissing her in an impassioned frenzy. Her hands went to my ass to squeeze it hard before undoing the zipper on my skirt. As soon as my skirt was off, she was fumbling with the buttons of my blouse, fingers trembling. I smiled as she struggled to undo each tiny button. By the time she got to the last two, she was so frustrated that she yanked my blouse apart, sending buttons flying.

"You are such a naughty girl!" I purred, taken aback by her boldness, but immensely turned on. I removed the remnants of my blouse, giving her a full view of my pink satin panties and bra When Gina went to remove her kilt, I stopped her- I wanted her kilt, stockings and shoes to stay on. Gently, I pushed her back down so that she lay across the desk, and leaned over to place a soft kiss on her lips. I then worked my way down her neck, across one breast, then the other, and down her belly.

I hiked up her kilt to admire the sweet young pussy that lay underneath, wet from desire. I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs, purposefully not going where she wanted me to go; I wanted to tease her a little, make her plead for what she so badly wanted.

"Miss Kay...please..!" she finally begged, spreading her legs wider. The sight of her so hot and wet for me was all the incentive I needed. I dragged the length of my tongue over her wetness again and again, lapping at her pussy with long, languid strokes. Gina began panting heavily and making small whimpers. When my tongue touched her clit, she let out a load moan. I took her clit into my mouth, sucking it while running my tongue around it in tight little circles. Gina went crazy, tossing her head from side to side and grasping my hair tightly in her fists. Seconds later her body tensed, then exploded as she cried out in the wake of a powerful orgasm. She trembled violently as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Exhausted, her body relaxed and her breathing slowly returned to normal.

I lay beside her and brushed damp tendrils from her face. She opened her eyes and beamed at me.

"My turn..." I told her, smiling.

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It started with a seemingly innocent IM, though I know you and nothing you do is ever really innocent. You asked me if I was going to the party that night and I replied that I was thinking about it, but didn't really want to go alone. So in your roundabout way you offered to pick me up and we'd go together. We chatted a little more, making sure we had each others cell phone numbers in case of some mishap and then you said you needed to get back to work.

Before signing off, however, you told me one more thing - to wear stockings. I knew what this meant. This wasn't going to be just a friendly ride to and from a party and we both knew it. Which suited me just fine, it had been far too long since you made me into the submissive little slut that only you know how to turn me into. I felt a little tingle go through me. And throughout the day, that tingle continued to build inside me as I thought about what you might do to me that night. I could hardly wait. When I got home from work, I changed into a short black dress – sexy but not slutty, pulled on a black g-string, rolled on my black, thigh-high stockings, slipped into some black high heeled sandals and waited for you.

The party itself was a blur, punctuated by your teases throughout the evening...standing across the room and letting your gaze drift over my body, walking by and whispering the filthiest things into my ear, brushing up against me and "accidentally" letting the tips of your fingers graze my nipples and ass. By the time the party began to break up around 1 am, I was absolutely on fire, my whole body tingling, my pussy soaking wet, wanting nothing more than to feel your mouth all over me and your cock deep in my mouth, then pussy, then ass.

We get to your apartment...finally, FINALLY... and I turn to kiss you but you put a finger to my lips and tell me to go sit down on the couch. I pout a little, but do as I'm told; with you, I ALWAYS do what I'm told and you know that. I sit on the couch, my legs crossed primly, my hands in my lap while my desire to have you throw me down and just fuck me any way and every way smolders inside, so ready to burst it's like a physical presence in my body that will explode out if it isn't let out soon. You sit down next to me, just looking at me for a minute, then you reach up and stroke my face, moving your hand to the back of my head where you twine your fist through a mass of my long red hair, twisting it into a ponytail that you then pull back, pulling my head back until my whole delicate throat is exposed. I gasp, an sound that issues from the back of my throat. You know I love to have my hair pulled, to know that you're in charge. You laugh a little, a low throaty sound.

"You like that, don't you?" you say.

"You know I do," I whisper.

You pull my head back even farther and say, "Yes, I know you do. And you do whatever I tell you to do, isn't that right?"

"Yes," I whisper. I am so fucking wet now that I think at any moment, a trail of girl juice is going to be running down my thigh.

"Stand up," you say.

I do.

"Take off your dress."

I reach behind me and unzip my dress, letting it fall to the floor. I step out of it and kick it away. There is only one small lamp on in the room, but I can see your bright blue eyes taking in my body. Your gaze drifts from my large breasts, poured in a plunging black demi bra, to my trim waist, to my full, curvy hips, and then lower, lingering for a moment, before continuing down my thighs above where the stockings end. You look all the way down to my feet, still encased in my high heeled shoes. Your gaze comes back up until you're looking me in the eye again.

"Turn around and bend over the couch."

I do as I'm told, keeping my feet on the floor and bending over until my ass is high up in the air and my head and torso are on the cushions of the couch. You get up and walk behind me and before I know what's happening, you've given me several hard slaps on my upturned ass. I gasp at first and then moan as your palm rubs my asscheek where you've just spanked me.

"Very nice, very nice," you say, more to yourself than me. You give me another hard smack, this time on the other cheek, and then rub it. A few lighter smacks and then a hard one. Light. Light. HARD. Light.I don't know what to expect next but I try hard not to flinch as the blows rain down on my delicate ass. I can feel my ass getting hot, but you don't stop. SLAP!! SLAP!!! Gentle rubbing. SLAP! My head is still down on the couch, but you reach down and pull it up by the back of my hair.

"Are you my little submissive slut?"

SMACK "Well, are you?"

"Yes...yes," I moan.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes I'm your little submissive slut."

"Good girl," you say, and rub my now burning red ass.

"Let's get this off, shall we?"

And with that, you gently pull off my soaking wet panties.

"Hmmmm, you seem awfully wet already, why do you think that is?"

I just kind of moan, but you don't let me off that easy. "I asked you a question." SMACK

"You...you know why," I stammer. "I'm just so fuckin turned on right now."

"Oh, is that so?" you say, toying with me. Then you come up very close behind me. I can feel how rock hard your cock is and I know you're as turned on as I am.

"So," you whisper in my ear, "What do you want?"

You KNOW what I want, of course, but you want to hear me say it, want me to talk like the filthy slut you always make me become.

"I'd really like to suck your cock," I whisper.

"What was that? I didn't hear you?" you taunt.

I turn my head and look you in the eye. "I really want to suck your cock," I say with a gleam in my eye.

"OK, you may suck my cock," you respond, sitting down on the couch and unbuttoning your fly. I kneel down in front of you, pulling your rock hard erection out. I know you love the way I suck cock so I take my time and begin to tease the head a little bit, licking all around and then up and down the shaft. You have the tiniest drop of pearly precum beginning to drip out, and I take my thumb and swirl it around while I continue licking your shaft and move down lower to suck on your balls. I run my tongue up and down the length of it, stopping to suck on the swollen purplish head before sliding the whole thing deep into my throat. You grunt, grabbing my hair and pulling it back hard while you slowly start moving your hips back and forth.

"Fuck...fuck," you're moaning while I deep throat inches. "God, you have the most amazing mouth."

I make a deep moaning sound, an acknowledgement of your comments, and I smile to myself knowing that you appreciate my efforts. Your breathing is getting more shallow and your cock is like a bar of iron.I know you're close to cumming, so I slide your cock all the way into my throat and suck hard. You start pistoning your hips back and forth now, fucking my face. Suddenly, you explode in my mouth, moaning and grabbing at my hair, jerking your hips until you've emptied all of your cum down my throat. I swallow it all and just sit there for a minute, my face against your thigh, until you tilt my head up and look at me.

"Get up here on the couch, on all fours."

I gladly do so, my ass once again in the air, my quivering pussy so ready to be filled. You get behind me and I feel your tongue tracing the contours of my ass and pussy, sliding in and out of my wet holes as your hands squeeze and spread my asscheeks apart. You bury your tongue in my musky asshole - your favorite thing to do - and moan softly as you taste me. You slide a few fingers into my pussy at the same time, and I begin rocking back and forth, my pussy sucking greedily at the two, three, four fingers you have shoved into me. You lick up and down my asscrack as your fingers pound my hole and I feel like if I don't have your cock in me soon, I will actually explode.

"Oh, God, fuck me...please fuck me," I moan.

You continue to fuck my pussy with three fingers while you slide the fourth one, well lubed already, into my asshole. Then I feel you pull your fingers out and I sigh involuntarily, but within seconds I feel your cock – rock hard again – pushing against the entrance to my aching hole. You slide in easily, your big cock filling me completely and I feel an electric jolt throughout my body. You stroke back and forth rhythmically, each thrust filling me with a pleasure more intense than I thought possible. You pull me back by the hair and slap my ass and I'm moaning, I'm screaming. I reach down and rub my swollen clit, I am so wet...my god, the things you do to me.

"I want to fuck that sweet ass of yours," you groan in my ear.

"Yes, yes, fuck my ass, fuck it hard," I moan back.

You pull out of my dripping pussy and cram your cock into my puckered asshole. It's a little tight, but it spreads for you as you push further inside and you reinsert three fingers into my pussy at the same time. I am lost in all these sensations: your cock stroking back and forth in my ass, your fingers pumping my pussy, my own fingers furiously rubbing my clit and suddenly I'm hit by a shattering orgasm.

"Oh fuck, I'm cummmmming!!" I scream, as wave after wave of orgasms hit me. You continue to pound me from behind until I hear you reaching the point of no return as well.

"Oh fuck...OH, FUCK." you grunt as your whole body goes rigid and then I feel a warm surge of cum pumped into my ass. You stay there for a minute, laying against my back, both of us covered in sweat and the smell of sex heavy in the air. I notice the sun has come up and we both should probably be getting ready to go to work.

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