My Master

I was bent over my master with my skirt pulled up, he was spanking me hard and firm with his hand. I wasn't wearing any underwear naturally - he'd pulled them off a long while ago, as well as my bra and top. Masters knee was where my crotch lay, it dag into me and everytime he spanked my bare ass I got wetter and wetter, and pressed up against his knee. Something else also dag into me, his large and erect penis grinded into my stomach; arousing me further. I could feel my thighs getting wet. "You like this don't you little slut?" master said with a smirk as he stuck a finger into my very wet vagina. I went red with embarrassment and cringed. I felt as if I was going to come on his knee! I could not live with that embarrassment so I supressed it as much as I could..

   

    How did I end up in this predicument? I would never have imagined I would be somebodies sex slave, but with master I felt it could easily happen. I was powerless to this man whom I'd only met earlier that night; I knew I would do absolutely anything he wanted, and it felt good. I was his little slut, his property - I felt a sense of fullfillment and arousal as I thought of this. How did I meet my master? well actually that story is fairly normal - I went out to a club and he picked me up. Everyone in clubs I go to dresses skimpy - and all my friends and I always go out on the pull. I was dancing in the packed club dripping with sweat - wearing just a short skirt, a thong, a tight fitting tee shirt and push up bra, when a guy of about 6ft with beautiful long brown hair came up behind me and just brushed his hand up my skirt and squeezed my ass. The club was so packed nobody noticed, but I squeeled and turned around in suprise, almost yelled at the guy untill I saw how cute he was. He had bright blue eyes, slightly tanned skin and a muscular and toned - but not overly muscular body. He whispered in my ear, "follow me" - and although it was a whisper, it felt like a command. I felt lust grow inside me then, why? I'd only just met the man. He pulled me through the crowds by the arm, he held me so firmly and I had drank a little too much I followed him docile - but the grip was so firm I had little control or chance of escape anyway. He pulled me outside the club and without a word, walked me to his car and used his key on the door, "get in" he told me firmly, without a word I got into the back of his car. He drove for what seemed like ages, by the digital clock in the front of the car it was only ten minutes, but it seemed like longer due to the agonising silence. He didn't say a word and I didn't make conversation as I was nervous of what I'd gotten myself into - this guy could rape me for all I know! I shifted nervously in the seat.

   

    Finally the car grinded to a hult. I looked out the window and saw we were in a pretty average street, the houses were fairly large but not that well to do. He turned around and said firmly, "take off your knickers and bra". I stared vacantly, self concious of the street, there was somebody walking their dog far down the street - although it was dark street lamps illumintated the area enough for somebody to see. I replied, "somebody might see.." and shifted nervously. "Take it off or I will drive you back to the club and leave you" he replied curtly, "last chance..". I really wanted this man, his commanding tone aroused me. I quickly slid my thong down my legs and was suprised to find it moist! I also self conciously lifted my top undid my bra and removed it and replaced my top all in one swift motion. I was very dissapointed to find he hadn't bother to watch me do this at all, he stared patiently through the window in his own thoughts I observed. Once this was done he turned around eventually and saw I had finished. He opened the doors and led me into his house, fairly large and painted white.. looked like any other house in the street. I followed him inside and stood in his hallway as he turned to me just as I shut the door.

   

    "Take of your top, you may leave the heals and skirt", this is all that he said. He stared me directly in the eyes, I could not resist the tone of his voice and his commanding gaze, I cast my eyes downwards and undressed for him. He still payed little attention.. mostly fiddling with his mail. He saw that I had finished and turned to me, "Now I will give you a choice" he said slowly and firmly. I stared back, confused. "I suspect you expect I picked you up for a one night fuck as they would say.. I did not. With me you must obey with all your heart, and you will stay here so long as I choose. If you do not wish this you may leave now and I will drive you home. It is your choice - be warned, I will be cruel at times but you will find much sexual gratification". My head was buzzing, I was confused - I replied not quite understanding but knowing I wanted this man, I wanted him to fuck my pussy right now, I surveyed his hot body, wanting it, "I wish to stay". "Very well" said this man, "we will start by punishing you for your hesitation on undressing in the car, and for how slow you did it". I stared back, punish?

   

    He beckoned me to follow him up his stairs, his house was fairly large with modern furnishing and wooden floors, it was very respectable and tastefull. He led me into a fairly large room, furnished with wooden sideboards and a cold wooden floor. At first I was confused what this room was - it had all sorts of weird contraptions in it. Then I realised It must be one of those rooms in the fetish stories I'v read, a punishment room! It had various dildos and buttplugs on shelved, all differently sized. It had a 'fuck machine' one of those machines with a dildo on one side and a smaller on on the other - I'm guessing so it fucks both of your holes at once! It has many chains and contraptions I didn't recognise on various shelved and sides of the room - it even had a small cage, and I guessed this wasn't used for animals! "Welcome to your new home" the man said and turned to survey my expression. After a pause, and me not replying - too overwhelmed with the situation, he turned swiftly and attatched something to my wrists. Cold metal and fairly heavy - handcuffs! I gasped and tried to free myself of them, and then turned to run out of the door in shock. He swiftly turned and grabbed me in a bearhug - as if he anticipated my reaction. He tutted in a patronizing way, "Now now, I told you I could be cruel, I offered you a way out.. you are past that now. Now you are mine." I calmed and went limp in his arms, he turned and locked the door.

   

    Now I was trapped.

   

    "Tell me your name" he said quitely.

   

    "Jesse" I replied, my eyes downcast in embarrassment of being handcuffed and naked infront of this man, embarrassed of my stupididy of getting myself into this situation.

   

    "Jesse, do you wish to know my name?"

   

    "Yes", I replied.

   

    "Master, say that Jesse, call me master. Get down on your knees and call me master now." He said this in a commanding tone.

   

    I complied, I knelt on my knees, I fet ridiculous. "Master" I replied submissively, staring at his feet, not able to withstand his icy and commanding gaze. I felt unworthy.

   

    "Good, slave. That it what you shall be called in this 'relationship' I guess you could say.

   

    He sat on a chair in the middle of the room and beckoned me to the chair. I figured this man could react worse if I do not listen to him, with all these weird contraptions around the room so I followed him. He pulled me ontop of his knees and pulled my skirt up. "Now I am going to punish you" he whispered into my ear, "The more you move, the harder I'll spank your tight ass". I stared back petrified unable to move under his strong grip. I felt myself become aroused!

After the spanking I had a fairly red ass, a little raw but not in too bad a shape from the spanking I had just recieved. Master finally stopped and ordered me to kneel before him whilst he sat. "That was your punishment for your hesitation of clothing, you will recieve more punishment for your attempted escape when I feel I wish to inflict it" he said to me. I merely looked at his feet and said nothing.

   

    "You are quiet Jesse, what do you think of me and this place?"

   

    Jesse stared, what she felt was a mixture of hate and arousal, still very wet from the spanking. "I feel you have kidnapped me, I wish to leave" Jesse said quitely.

   

    "Oh, but I gave you the option downstairs. No Jesse, you love this. You are very wet aren't you slave? Maybe we should put that to use?"

   

    This wasn't a question; I could tell from the tone of his voice. I merely knelt there in silence. He went to the shelved and began surveying some dildos. I shifted nervously but was too afraid to move. He came back with a medium sized dildo and some ropes. He pointed at a wooden donkey in the far left of the room. I walked to the donkey. He bent me over, and took my skirt off me. Completely naked and vulnerable, he pushed me foward onto the donkey, my chest pressed tightly against it, by anus and vagina clearly exposed and my heels still on so that I felt even more naked than I was! even sexy! which is not what I wished to feel whilst being forced into this submissive position unwillingly. He gathered the ropes and began tying my back to the donkey, he also tied my arms to the donkey and each of my thighs so that my legs spread even wider. He whispered in my ear, "you like this dont you little slave slut" and I whimpered in reply, my face pressed against the donkey. he then lifted my face up gently by the hair, and placed something large and rubbery into my mouth - I guessed it was a ball gag. He fastened it to the back of my head.

   

    I lay there, in this submissive position, praying for this to end. I attempted to struggle a little, bucking hopelessly on the donkey I was attatched to, it provoked laughter from my newfound master. Eventually when I became more subdued he walked behind me, I couldn't turn my head to see what he was doing, I tensed. All of a sudden I felt something slide into my vagina slowly and carefully, then it started vibrating! It rubbed the insides of my vagina, sliding in and out, side to side. It twirled inside of me. My moist vagina made it very easy for this to be achieved, "aghhhh" the noise I made into my ball gag. I was very aroused, I began trying to escape this torment, I did not want to orgasm like this! Tied up and bend over a wooden donkey like a little slut. He persisted, digging it deeper and deeper into me, it felt so good I couldn't resist its allure. Soon I was trying to thrust into the air for it, to feel more of the dildo inside of me, but I could not because I was tied so tightly and securely. After a while the vibrating stopped. I moaned into the gag, indicating I didn't want him to stop. He noticed this. "You are a horney little slut aren't you?" I went red, unable to reply but became even more aroused. Master had a way of controling my mind aswel as my body. In this position even my mind was submitting to him, with this arousal I would do anything for him in order for release. He unzipped his pants and slid them down, he had a very large cock. A part of me wanted to suck it, a part of me was disguisted I was about to get raped. I was aching for something in my pussy, it was a relief when he thrust gently but firmly into my slick vagina. I felt his lips brush against my ear, he whispered sensually and matter of factly, "I own you now, your body and mind are mine" at that moment in time I was so aroused his whisper and what he said aroused me more! I wanted to be master's, yes I wanted to be owned, to be his little whore, to feel this good guilt free. I felt myself come, I orgasmed powerfully it was such a relief, he come into me, dumped a huge load into me, a few minutes later. He withdrew, my pussy was dripping with both our juices. I began to feel ashamed of coming, I wanted to escape the ropes and leave. But he left me tied - as if to let me know of my lack of significance and new found position - just a slut to use as he chose. He put his clothes back on and surveyed me sat on the chair, merely gazing at my body for a while. Then he walked slowly out of the room without a glance back.