Karen woke at 6am as per the set alarm, she was still sleepy, yet surprisingly very horny, she remembered her instruction, and threw back the duvet opening her legs wide, and started to finger herself slowly at first, her body starting to tingle again with desire, it felt good, rubbing her clit feeling it grow hard under her fingers, she'd never really realised just how proud it stood when highly aroused, and she was quite pleased with the result, as her arousal grew her hips moved gently, and she pushed two fingers into herself wondering if she could get away with bringing herself off, she did not have time to make her mind up however, as once again the text signal went, disrupting her train of thought, still working herself on her fingers, she read the text, it simply said "good morning slut, is there anything you need to ask sir this morning?" the question threw her slightly, as for a minute she could not gauge what she could possibly need to ask, then as she moved to answer she realised that using the bathroom might be an idea, so text back "good morning sir, please may i use the bathroom?".
The answer was again quick, "if slut means can she take a piss certainly not" came the reply, "slut will wait until sir arrives, it will soon be 7 so sir suggests slut stops considering how she can bring herself off without sir's knowledge and get her lazy arse out of bed and do as she's told!!"
As she read the message Karen was finding if nothing else she was fascinated to know how he could possibly know what she was thinking, he was no where near, yet it was as if he was still in the room watching her, she really couldn’t fathom it, and looking at the time hadn’t got time to try.
She got out of bed, and went downstairs, at least she didn’t have to worry about what to wear, this thought alarmed her slightly, as she'd not noticed how not worried she was about a man entering her home to meet her wearing absolutely nothing at whatever time in the morning. She opened front door just a crack in order to put key in without drawing attention to herself, and even though she would have had time decided to for go her usual coffee, as her bladder would not have stood up to the extra liquid input.
At 6.55 she stood naked in her living room, and took a deep breath, nerves shot through her as she positioned herself on the rug, kneeling legs apart hands behind her back with her back to the door, for some reason she didn’t want to see him enter the room, neither did she want to clock watch, and she still had no indication of just how long he would be, she wondered what would happen if she moved, would he really punish her? or was that just a means of getting her to do as he wanted? She was so busy pondering this thought she did not hear the key turn in the lock, nor the soft footsteps across the floor as he bent down behind her.
She did however feel the hand that grabbed her hair and pulled her head round to face him, "good morning slut" he said quite cheerily considering the force he'd used to make her look at him, "good morning sir" her eyes lowered automatically as she spoke,
"sir is glad to see you managed to get ready on time, now stand, back to me hands as they were feet shoulder width apart!"
She stood nervously readjusting her position, "head down" he snapped "thought that would have come naturally to you!!" he pushed her head into the desired position as if she weren’t capable of doing it herself, she dare not look up and he stood behind her silently, knowing full well she did not know what was coming next, this was a moment unbeknown to her he quite enjoyed,
his touch took her by surprise, she jumped slightly as he ran his fingers down her naked spine, but this time it was gentle, she started to relax, he had a nice touch obviously experienced and she knew she responded to it. he let her settle in her thoughts, then proceeded with his inspection properly, moving his hand from the base of her spine swiftly to thrusting so sharply between her legs she could not help but gasp, "mmm slut likes it rough sir thinks" he spoke more or less to himself, as he tugged on his cunt lips checking there was no sign of any missed hair, for good measure he impaled her, sticking two fingers into his hole so far, her automatic reaction was to stand on tip toe, before she felt she would be torn in two. He laughed and withdrew his fingers, and walking round to face her, grabbed her roughly by the hair to bring her face this time up to his wet fingers, "open wide" he said matter of factly as he forced his fingers into her mouth, "you made them wet slut, you clean them!" Karen licked the juice off his fingers, she decided she tasted a little salty but otherwise not too bad.
taking his hand back again, he turned his attention to his tits, twisting the nipples in his hands, again she gasped, he had quite a grip and it was painful to say the least. " mmm all seems to be in order," he said, "now stay exactly where you are and in that position sir has to fetch one or two things which will make slut feel all the more comfy". She never even thought to answer, she just stood rooted to the spot, and felt the sharpest of slaps across her bare arse which rang out across the room, "what do you say when sir says he's going to make slut more comfy?????" he demanded sharply, this time she replied with the awaited, yes sir thank you sir, bowing her head even further,
" better" he snapped adding another slap across her arse cheeks, which she could feel beginning to glow even if she couldn’t see them.
He strode back out the door, and she felt the breeze as he left front door open and went out to the car, he took out a bag, then went back inside, Karen was fidgeting in her effort to remain still, the need to use the bathroom was growing ever stronger, and she really did not like the idea of having to ask permission to pee.
The echo of another sharp slap rang round the quiet room, she jumped slightly, this time it wasn’t his hand, she wanted to look round but dare not, his hand reached again between her legs, "mmm sir was right" slut really does like it rough" he laughed as she squirmed with the urge to run to the bathroom, " sir takes it there is something slut needs to ask?" he said this quite matter of factly, again as if it were a normal conversation. "Yes sir" she said, "that'll be yes sir, please sir" he said making her repeat and prolonging the agony, "now what is it slut needs?"
"To use the bathroom please sir" she asked very meekly, "oh slut needs a piss" he said, "well slut can wait another 5 minutes while sir makes the necessary changes to her appearance, then sir will take her" he reached for the bag he'd brought in with him, "and take a warning slut, if you can't wait and piss on the floor you will be punished" Karen could not at that point think of anything worse than to not be able to hold on, and desperately hoped that she could.
He carried on with what he was doing, completely oblivious to her growing desperation, finally she felt his hands round her throat, she tensed, not knowing what to expect, " hmmm should be about right," he was muttering to himself rather than talking to her, and then she felt something else, a collar, stiff and new, the width of it pulled her head back up, and he fastened it with a small padlock, taking care that it was tight enough but not so tight it would do any damage to her neck, next he took her wrists one at a time placing a wide cuff round each one, again fastening with a small padlock, the same with her ankles, he then bent her forward slightly, another sharp slap across her buttock followed, " that" he said "is the sound of your new best friend" he walked round to face her, lifting her head slightly and slowly caressing her face with said item, see how he feels against slut's skin" "but slut's body tells sir she likes him across her are arse" she dares to open her eyes and her gaze was met with a large black leather paddle, as she looked, he turned it over, one side was covered with shiny silver studs, he put it against her mouth, "give your new best friend a kiss slut" he ordered laughing as she did so.
"Now one more thing and then sir thinks it might be time for slut to piss". He reached into the bag and took out a black leather dog lead which he attached to the ring on the front of the collar, he stood back to admire his handy work," now slut looks better" he pronounced, "and sir thinks a good bit more comfy", she did not feel uncomfortable with herself, she realised, the collar was a little stiff but otherwise comfy, and it suddenly dawned on her the wrist and ankle cuffs did not worry her a bit. "Right " he said, sir will accompany slut to the bathroom" he took up the lead and walked her from the room, Karen had no choice but to follow, as he showed no sign of letting go, and she needed the loo badly.
he led her into the bathroom, and ordered her to sit, she sat gladly, and expected him to leave the room, instead he yanked her legs apart, telling her that at all times when she sat her legs would remain open, and accompanied the lecture with sharp painful slaps to the inside of her thighs lest she forget in future. Making her balance legs open and hands behind her back, he stood back a pace and ordered her to piss. This particular order Karen didn’t need telling twice, she was so desperate that she no longer had the strength to argue that he was still in the bathroom with her. The obvious relief on her face amused him highly, he was pleased with the control he was gaining quite quickly, despite the fact he knew part of her was not quite so giving, she went to move her hand to reach for tissue to wipe herself, "no" he snapped quickly, " slut is not to move until she is told, and neither will she wipe unless she is told to do so, understand?"
he took a step forward and bent down in front of her, placing his hand between her legs, "sir will use his slut whenever he chooses" he continued, " wherever she is, and whatever else she is doing, slut will think of sir and his pleasure only" Karen nodded, he was still rubbing his clit as he spoke, and she had felt herself go from a desperation to pee to a desperation to cum, her body took on a mind of its own yielding itself to his touch, whether her brain was agreeable or not, and for the first time she heard herself let out a little whimper.
he rubbed harder, seemly pleased with the result of the small but steadily growing whimper, he pushed two fingers against her throat forcing her head up and her mouth open, with this action the noise grew louder, as her body let him take over, "now slut is ready to cum" he stated, watching her wriggle under his grasp, "wet little slut wants to beg sir's permission doesn’t she?" Karen nodded too needy to try and argue, "well beg then" he demanded, she thrust against his fingers, wanting to resist but she could not, she slowly heard herself starting to beg, "please sir," she stammered a little, "please may slut cum?" "You’ll have to be louder than that slut" he smiled at her desperation, she tried again knowing that she would not last much longer, "please sir, may slut cum?" her voice was louder now and more than a little desperate. "Cum slut" came the reply, as he pressed hard against what he now knew for fact was his, and Karen came with a passion that she had never felt before in her life, she screamed out, groaning loudly with the force of the orgasm that shook her body from head to toe, finally her body spent she flopped against him like a rag doll.
"Something slut would like to say?" he asked, Karen looked up and thought for just a moment, "yes sir" she replied, "thank you sir"
"better" he replied, and with that pulled her still wobbly from seated to standing in front of the bathroom mirror, " now look at yourself slut" he demanded, "this is what you are, and more to the point will be forever, a slut collared and cuffed, chained for my pleasure"
Karen opened her eyes and slowly looked up, she saw the collar round her neck, with the lead hanging down, she looked dishevelled from the pleasure she had taken from what had just happened, but as she looked herself in the mirror the one thing that dawned on her was how content she looked, reality was beginning to set it, Ben had been right, she was exactly as he'd predicted, a wet horny little slut, looking for her master's approval, and in her heart she knew whatever he had in store for her, she would never be able to walk away, he would as predicted own her. She would be his
