What Sara Needs

Chapter 7

When the last dish was done and she had dried her hands, Sara took a deep breath and walked slowly but deliberately into the living room.  Matt was on the couch watching the news and didn’t acknowledge her for a few seconds.  She stood there waiting for him to do so.  She knew it was what she was supposed to do.  Without looking her way, he finally spoke.  “Come here and kneel before me, Sara.”  Her heart leaped onto her throat but she moved forward and knelt before him, her eyes respectfully cast downward.   He turned off the television and cupped her chin in his hand.  “It is time.  Are you ready to serve me for the first time?”

“Yes, Master, I am.”

“Good, but we have to correct your mistakes first don’t we, Sara?”

“Yes, Sir.  Please punish me so that I may learn to be the perfect slave for you.”

“Stand and slowly remove all of your clothes, slave Sara.”  Sara got up off of her knees and did as ordered.  Starting with her dress, she reached around to the back and slowly unzipped it all the way to the top of her ass.  She used both hands to reach up to her shoulders and pull the dress down in the front so that he could see her expose her chest and lacy bra to him.  The dress fell the rest of the way down her body until it was puddle on the floor.  She stepped out of it and bent over to pick it up.  “Fold it neatly and place it over the back of the couch, Sara.”  She did as he commanded.  Next was her bra.  Sara moved the straps off of her shoulders and unhooked the front-opening clasp.  She held the cups over her tits and dared to look up and meet Matt’s eyes.  He was staring at her face and she knew she had made another mistake, but she held his gaze and slowly let the cups fall free from her body.  He didn’t move or lose his focus on her face.  This made her self-conscious and she could no longer look at him.  Her eyes dropped as she blushed a deep pink.  She felt her pussy suddenly gush and knew why it had.  It was ready to be seen by its owner for the first time.  It was ready to be taken.  Sara let her fingers slide down her body and go under the elastic of the waistband.  Without thinking, she slid them down her legs, exposing her pussy to him.  She was now naked before her new master.  Her hands found her sides, and she stood straight up and proud for him.  He would judge her now, and she held her breath hoping for His approval.  She didn’t have to wait long, although it seemed like forever to her.  He studied her as a collector studies a rare find he suspects is a long lost masterpiece.  Her breasts were magnificient, big, round and firm with pale skin with large nipples.  He liked them that way.  They would take nice sized rings in the future.  There was almost no fat on her, and her hips were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her.  While Sara wasn’t tall, her legs gave the illusion of being long because of their slender shape.  She was a blonde vision, and she was His to use.  “I like your body, Sara.  I will enjoy owning and using it.”  Inside, her nervousness suddenly released, the tension broken by his approving words.

“Thank you, Master.”

“Now we must correct your mistakes, Sara.  It is time for you to be punished.  Are you ready to accept it?”

“Oh God yes, Master.  Please punish me for my mistakes. I deserve it and need it.”  Out of his jacket pocket Matt took a short leather leash, which he clipped to the ring on the Sara’s collar.  Her heart was beating so fast she thought she would have a heart attack, until he tugged at her and she instantly went to her knees again.  He led her around the room, as she crawled on all fours for Him.  As she crawled, He instructed her.

“You are nothing but a little fucktoy, Sara, a pair of tits, an ass and a cunt to be used.  You live to serve, and to please your Master.   All you have to do is obey.  When you don’t obey, you must be punished.”  She concentrated and absorbed His words as if they were the words of God.

“Yes Master.  I am a fucktoy.  My purpose is to obey.”  With each word she felt contentment wash over her.  It deepened each time she repeated the words, becoming a chant as he led her around the room, and she was growing calmer as she chanted it.

She didn’t see him removing his belt from his pants, or him wrapping the buckle end around his hand, but she certainly felt that belt as it whipped down onto her bare ass.  The surprise of it made her scream out.  The second stroke stung her flesh but she held her tongue.  After all, this is what she deserved and needed.  She had made mistakes and He was correcting her so that she would remember and be better.  This is the way she wanted to be treated, what she had dreamed about it for so long.  It felt right.  The pain was delicious and it stirred her in ways she had only dreamed of for so long.  She awaited the next blow and savored it when it came.  She savored each of the blows as they rained down on her already black and blue ass.  She realized that she was growing hotter and hotter as He beat her.  After the twelfth stroke he suddenly stopped.  She was openly sobbing, letting the tears flow freely.  Her ass was on fire and her pussy was dripping.  Something else was there besides her tears.  It was a subtle change but she noticed it.  For the first time in her life she felt controlled.  A man had punished her for her mistakes instead of letting her get away with them or just forgiving her.  Through the leather of his belt he made his expectations and the consequences of not living up to them known to her.  Instantly, it all made sense to her.  This is how it was supposed to be.  He would define her life and she would work as hard as she could to fulfill the role He set out for her.  He would literally whip her into shape.  There would be no doubts in her life and she would be the best fucktoy in the world.  All that mattered would be pleasing Him and when she did that she would be happy.  It was perfect.

When her sobbing finally ended and her attention came back to where she was right now, she realized he was waiting for her to notice Him.  When she did he spoke.  “There now, that is out of the way.  It is time for you to show me how much you appreciate me taking you as my slave.  It is time for you to show me your worth, Sara.  She understood.

“Yes, Master.  May this lowly cunt please you with her body?  Please use me any way you wish.  Hurt me all you want.  I am yours Master.

Matt smiled.  She was going to be an excellent slave.  She was so willing and seemed to desire it all.  She would become anything he wished of her, no matter how humiliating or degrading.  This bitch was a keeper.  Matt reached out and grabbed her leash pulling her up to him.  His other hand went around her neck as he pulled her close to him and he leaned in to give her the softest, most gentle kiss she had ever experienced.  Slowly the kiss grew in intensity until their mouths opened and their tongues entangled and His arms found their way around her body.  She had never felt so safe and secure before.  He would fuck her at will.  She would offer no resistance to anything.  As his hand found her breasts, Sara felt both pain and pleasure as he manipulated them hard.  When he pinched, twisted and pulled her nipples she came and came again.

He continued to maul her breasts as He looked into her eyes and said, “Cunt, you will get back on your knees and open my pants.  You will take your Master’s cock in your mouth and show it all the love and desire you possess for it to own you.  You will suck it as if your life depends on it. “

“Yes, Master,” were her only words as she sank to her knees once again and immediately went to work.  When she saw His cock for the first time, she gasped, for it was an impressive tool.  Seven inches long and more than 3 inches around, with a mushroom head that she knew she would enjoy.  It had a slight downward curve, and his balls were nicely sized.  Of course he was shaved, so she could see it in all its glory.  Her mouth watered instantly and she wasted no time in starting to lick it all around.  In only a few minutes, she was sucking it like a whore. 

Matt looked down at his eager, new slave and smiled.  He couldn’t believe his luck.  She was astoundingly beautiful, and as beautiful as she was, she was so willing to give control of herself and her whole life to him.  She wanted this life more than anyone he had ever known.  Now it was his turn to feel satisfaction.  If he could train her completely, without limits, he would have the one slave he searched for all his adult life.  Maybe he could be satisfied with her and her alone.  The thought made him smile as his mind returned to her sucking.  He was as hard as rock now and ready for the main event.  He grabbed a fistful of her long, silky, blond hair and pulled her reluctantly off his cock.  Without a word, he dragged her to the couch.  Her mouth hung open and she was in obvious pain as he did so, but she uttered no sound.  He positioned her bent over the cushions of the couch.  He kneed her legs apart and looked at her pussy from this angle.  He had no trouble imagining it with several rings pierced through it.  Yes, she would look and feel that much better with some decorations.  The idea of it made his cock twitch.  He had to have her now, so he lined up his dick with her dripping hole.

She felt the tip of it touching her outer lips and she quivered.  He was about to take her.  He was about to take ownership of her.  He was about to turn her fantasies into reality.  “Please, Master.  Ram it into me.  Show me no mercy.  Fuck the shit out of me and make me your property.  Hurt me with it, please, I beg of you….”  She was crying now. He couldn’t believe it.  She wanted it more than he did.  Before the moment could be lost, he shot his cock into her like a bullet, stopping only when he was in balls deep and he could go no further.  She screamed out her passion and came as he did so.  With his hand still tightly holding her hair and his cock buried to the hilt, he took a moment to take it all in.  She was nearly hysterical, and he could hear her babbling, “…so good, so good.  Thank you Master for fucking me.  Thank you.  Thank you.  I’ll do anything you want, be anything you want.  Just own me and fuck me.  I’ll give you everything I have, everything; my house, my car, all my money, my soul, even my daughter will belong to you.”  Did he just hear what he thought he heard?  His cock twitched again.  Did she just promise to give Him her daughter?  This one was almost out of control.  Taming her would be easy; controlling her lust may be more of a challenge.

Matt started to pump her tight pussy, and immediately noticed how tight she was.  Could this thirty something mother really be this tight?  Even dripping wet, her flesh gripped him as if she would fall off a cliff if her grip on him failed.  He built up a steady rhythm and was building force with each stroke.  He was amused to see and hear her reaction.  The faster and harder he fucked her, the more she loved it.  She was moaning and groaning and he could hear the wet slapping sounds they made when his hips slammed into hers.  Her gorgeous ass was jiggling in front of him as he pumped, and he couldn’t resist slapping it a few times.  When he did, she went wild like someone electrocuted her.  She came hard and came again, then again.  Now he didn’t want to stop.  He kept spanking her and she was out of control.  She growled and started babbling again.  “Yes, beat me, Master.  Beat your fuck bitch.  Treat me like the dirty pig-cunt I am.  Hurt me.  Bruise me.  Mark me so that I know who owns me.

He could not believe his ears.  She likes getting beaten.  He was in heaven, and his cock knew it.  He was going to cum soon and he knew that he would not be able to hold back.  He didn’t even try.  Instead, he pumped her even harder, beat her ass harder, and started to shout out his own words.  “You’re mine now, cunt.  I own you and everything you have.  I’m taking possession of your whole life as of right now.  You will be an obedient, little fuck toy, and you will make your whole life about serving me.  You will deny me nothing.  You are nothing but what I allow you to be.”  With those words his balls suddenly tightened and he was cumming with unbelievable force.  A tremendous load of cum was moving through his cock and he could not contain himself.  He shot a rope of semen into her overheated twat.  She felt the force and the heat of it hit her insides and started cumming one more time.  He shot a second rope into her, and then a third.  He came so hard that it hurt, but he kept on spurting into her until he was spent.

He collapsed onto her back.  Neither of them moved.  Neither of them could move.  Again he noticed that she was crying, but this time he let go of her hair and moved off of her.  Strangely, this made her cry even harder.  With curiousity he asked, “What’s wrong?  Did I hurt you?”

It took her a minute to get a grip of herself and answer.  “Yes, you did…and I loved it.  It was the best sex I’ve ever had.  I’m crying because it’s over, and because I’m so happy.  I’m so happy because I now have an owner.  I’m not a person anymore.  I’m just a slave now and I just realized this is what I’ve always wanted, even though I never knew it until now.  Please, please keep me as your slave.  Tell me that it is real and forever, Master.  Do as you wish with me.  I will obey your will in all things always.  If I don’t, punish me hard until I comply.  Punish me anytime you want even if I have done nothing wrong.” 

She could see by the smile on his face that she had struck a chord with him.  She had pleased him with her plea to him, and she was happy with that.  But in his face there seemed to be just a hint of confusion.  He had a question on his mind.  “My dear Master, what troubles you?”

“It is something you said in your ecstasy, slave.  You offered me everything you own.  Did you mean it?  Do you want me to take everything that you own from you?”

She thought about it for a few seconds.  “Yes, my Master.  A slave should own nothing, have nothing.  It is all her Master’s.  Therefore I will turn over everything to you.”

“Just one thing I have my doubts about, Sara.”  He locked his eyes onto hers.  “You told me that you would give me your daughter too.”

Her heart skipped a beat.  She couldn’t breathe.  Did she say that?  She couldn’t have said such a thing.  But she remembered Debbie telling her that she had said the exact same thing not that long ago.  This time there was no emotional outburst.  She thought about it and realized the words did come out of her mouth.  “Master, I did say that, I know, but she is my daughter.  I am her mother, and I have to protect her.  I meant what I said about giving you everything I have, but she is a human being with a mind of her own.  I can’t just give her away like a thing.  I can’t.”

“I understand.  I didn’t really expect that you would.  Besides, she is still a minor and I don’t include minors in such things, as I told you.  Now that your training has begun, and I see how anxious you are for it to happen, she will be witness to a lot.  I have to admit things have progressed, and will progress, a lot faster than I could have imagined.  If you turn over everything you have to me it will be impossible to hide.  Your training will progress quickly considering your strong desire to be a slave.  There will be many changes.  They will hit her hard and fast, and she will have to adjust to them just as quickly.  She will probably resist, but if she is like her mom, she will take to it as well.  I promise I will not touch her, Sara, not until she is of legal age and she must come to me of her own free will.  If she offers herself to me, I will allow her to take the same road you have chosen, and take her as my slave too.  How does that sound to you?”

“I guess that is reasonable and fair.  I’m not sure I want her to take the same road I have chosen, but if it is what she wants, then I guess I can’t stop her.”

“Think of it this way.  If she does follow you into slavery, you will be together, instead of her finding her own Master who would take her away from you.  You would share your Master with the one person who you love the most.  To the outside world we would appear to be a normal family.  Behind these doors the two of you would be sister slaves.  I will treat her the way she wants and needs to be treated, even if it is different from the way I treat you.  I will protect her from real harm and she will be loved.  That is my promise to you.  If I break this promise, then our agreement is null and void.  I will return to you what was yours and leave.”

Sara thought about this for only a minute.  She readily agreed, but she knew she would never throw him out.  Once she was his permanent slave there would be no going back no matter what.  She is giving up her right to decide things for herself.  She is giving up all of her rights. This is what Sara wants.  This is what Sara needs.