Kelly's Slave
Part 1
I spent the break at home, I talked to Kelly a couple of times online and on the
phone and it really seemed like things were better, she was like she had been
before she found everything out. It was three weeks later when we got back to
campus, three days before classes began again. Kelly actually got back a day
before me, so she came to pick me up at the airport. She ran up and hugged me at
the gate and helped me carry my bags back to her car. We chatted about our
breaks the whole ride back to campus, talking about Christmas and the gifts we'd
gotten.
When we got back to our room, Kelly's whole attitude changed, she told me to sit
down on her bed. After I did, she told me that she had been chatting online
with a lot of the people that I had made friends with or served. She said
they'd told her a lot of the things I had wanted to experience and what I
fantasized about. That's when she dropped the bombshell, that I could either
serve her as a slave, or I could move out of the room. She said she wasn't
interested in having a pervert in her room unless there was something in it for
her. She said I could have a couple of hours to decide and I was free to ask
any questions I might have. I sat there stunned, but realized I was wet at the
thought and my nipples were super hard, not just from the cold. I asked her
what I would have to do. She answered that I would do anything she said, no
exceptions, with the promise that it wouldn't interfere with school or softball
and that it would end at the end of the semester. She said she was going out for
a while and she wanted my decision when she got back.
I sat on the bed, realizing this was my chance to experience some of my
fantasies, although obviously not the more extreme ones. I also had to admit to
myself that I was attracted to Kelly, I hadn't been with a girl, but between
being with her all the time and my online fantasies, I had thought about it some
and Kelly was frequently part of those thoughts. On top of that, I didn't know
how I'd explain moving and I didn't know what Kelly would tell everyone.
Taking everything into account, I was still sitting on the bed when Kelly came
back a couple of hours later. I told her I would do what she wanted. She smiled
and told me to stand up and strip. Just hearing her tone of voice when she said
it almost made me cum, but I struggled to my feet and started pulling off my
layers of clothes, folding them on the bed until I stood there naked, nervously
trying to hide behind my hands.
Kelly told me she knew that wasn't the way I was supposed to behave, and ordered
me to take the position I did when chatting online. I knelt on the ground
beside my bed, keeping my knees together, crossing my arms across my chest.
Kelly walked over to me, standing next to me and leaning over to the bed behind
me. I didn't see her pick up the belt I'd pulled out of my pants as I was
undressing, but I felt it lash down across my back. She told me that I had
earned ten strokes for failing to obey and get in the right position. She told
me to get on my hands and knees, after I did, she hit me across the back nine
more times, it burned my whole back and my arms were shaking as I cried while
she beat me. When she was done she told me I could have another chance to
assume the correct posture. I knelt with my back straight; legs spread wide,
hands on my thighs, head down. Kelly patted me on the head and told me I was a
good girl. I was surprised at the tingles that passed through my body as she
praised me.
Kelly ordered me to crawl to the closet and take out all my clothes and pile
them on my bed, then do the same thing with all the clothes in my dresser. She
pulled a garbage bag out from under her bed and ordered me to pack up all my
bras and panties; I put them in the bag while she messed around with her
computer. When I was done, she told me to try on all my clothes, one thing at a
time. As I did, she snapped pictures of me with the webcam she'd attached to
her computer, topless when I was wearing skirts, shorts, or pants and bottomless
when I had shirts on. After I had tried everything on, Kelly had me stand up
with my legs spread and my hands behind my head. Then she told me to come over
and look at the computer. She had set up a chat room and a lot of the people I
had chatted with were in it, able to see the pictures she had been taking. They
were all discussing the fact that when I'd described myself to them I'd said
that my pussy was shaved but that I actually had a large patch of hair above it.
Some of them were very upset. Kelly ordered me to go in the bathroom and fix it
so that it was correct. I went into the bathroom and used a pair of scissors
and my razor to shave myself smooth, I was so wet that I couldn't help playing
with myself. Just as I was about to cum, I looked up and saw Kelly, she slapped
me hard across the face twice, once on each cheek, and yelled at me for daring
to touch myself without her permission. I told her I was sorry and she slapped
me again. She told me that from now on, whenever we were alone or she told me
to, I would call her Mistress or Miss Kelly. I said, "Sorry, Mistress" and she
smiled and patted me on the head. Again, I almost came just from the praise.
She told me to go back into the room and assume the standing position again,
legs spread, hands behind my head. She sat at the computer chatting while I
stood there, legs trembling, head down. I could feel the slickness rolling down
my legs as I stood there. After what seemed like hours, Kelly looked up and
told me to put my skirts and dresses and tops back in the closet, my pants and
shorts all went into my suitcase. Kelly let me keep three pairs of workout
shorts and some lycra tight shorts for softball practice and working out. She
then ordered me to strip all the sheets off of my bed and put them in the
closet. When I came back out of the closet she was emptying a bag onto the bed.
She pointed to a spot beside the bed and ordered me to kneel, I did, knees wide
and looked at the things on the bed. There was a wide assortment of bondage and
D/s things scattered. Kelly said she'd bought them with some of her Christmas
money and told me I owed her for them. I was speechless, I'd priced some of
these things online and knew the stuff on my bed cost at least $1000, and I
wasn't even allowed to have a job as part of my scholarship. Kelly kept talking
though, so I didn't have much time to think about it. She told me that she'd
bought a selection of the things I'd talked about online and I'd get to try them
all out. She picked up a wide leather collar and showed it to me. I began
shaking, thinking she was going to put it on me, but she told me I had to earn
it and put it back in the bag. Next she picked up a squat rubber thing with a
wide base. I recognized it as a butt plug. She told me that I didn't have to
earn it and would start wearing it immediately. She picked up a tube of lube
and held it out to me, telling me to put it in.
I had playacted this scene online, but never done it for real. I'd never had
anything in my ass, but the thought excited me even more. I covered the plug in
lube and then bent forward, reaching back to squeeze more into my ass before
trying to put the plug in. Online it always said steady pressure was best, so I
pushed it slowly against my ass, groaning as it stretched, head down as I
started sweating. I felt my ass stretching around it as I pushed, I thought it
wouldn't go any further when suddenly it popped forward and was in. I looked up
at Miss Kelly, she patted my head again and told me what a good little slut I
was. I realized she had positioned the camera so that my whole performance had
been visible. She told me that I deserved a reward for being a good girl and
that I could make myself cum, as long as it was on camera. I rolled onto my
back, grunting as the plug pushed farther into my ass and spread my legs wide,
running my fingers over my naked pussy while I knew people were watching. All
the things that had happened and the way I was feeling made me cum almost
immediately, which only made me want to do it again and again, but Miss Kelly
ordered me to lick my fingers clean and put my hands behind my head. I did as
she ordered, enjoying the taste of my own pussy on my fingers, lapping them
clean. Kelly sat back at the computer, typing while I knelt, when she finally
looked up at me, she told me it was time to get ready for bed. She had my lay
on the floor on my stomach and put my arms around the leg of her bed, she
quickly snapped a pair of handcuffs on my wrists, locking me there, laying on
the rough carpet of our room. She then pulled a blindfold over my eyes and told
me to go to sleep. I could tell from light leaking around the blindfold and
from the computer keys clicking that she hadn't gone to bed. I felt my heart
racing as I thought about all the things she could be learning and what I had
gotten myself into. Despite everything, I started to doze off, only to be
suddenly awakened as Kelly jerked the plug out of my ass, explaining that it
shouldn't be in all night right at the start. Then the lights flicked off and I
could hear her get into bed. Eventually I fell asleep too, dreaming of all the
things I had fantasized about for the last year.
I woke up to the feeling of a vibrator buzzing against my clit. Instinctively,
I spread my knees and lifted my ass. Miss Kelly told me that I was a good slut
and that I was allowed to cum on the vibrator. After a few minutes of buzzing,
I came, biting my lip to keep from screaming out. Miss Kelly told me to hold my
position and I felt the chill of lube against my ass and felt the plug pushed
back into place. Miss Kelly uncuffed my arms and took my blindfold off. She was
standing over me, also naked. I hadn't seen her totally nude before, just
glimpses as she showered or changed. Her body was tight and well formed, you
could tell she swam five or six days a week, her figure was about 34C-24-32, she
had blonde hair and blue eyes, and was about 5'6". She had a small patch of
pubic hair and tan lines from the bikini she'd laid out in back before it got
too cold, less noticeable as her tan faded.
Miss Kelly sat on her bed, spreading her legs wide. She complimented me on the
descriptions of my oral service online and told me it was time to prove myself
in the real world. i immediately understood what she meant and shook i was so
eager, i almost dove into her pussy, running my tongue over her bare lips as she
spread her legs slightly wider. As I pushed my tongue into her wet pussy she
moaned and grabbed handfuls of my hair, pulling my tighter against her. i
sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it as i softly sucked it
into my mouth. She let me work for ten or fifteen minutes before pushing me
away and ordering me to kneel and watch. She then used the vibrator she'd used
on me to finish herself off quickly. She had me lap up her pussy juices and lick
the vibrator clean. I knelt back as she stood over me and pulled my hair back
so that I was looking up at her. She told me i would have to improve quickly or
she would start punishing me.
Miss Kelly then ordered me to go start a shower for her. i started to stand up,
but she pushed me back to the floor. She told me that from now on, whenever we
were in the room i would crawl on my hands and knees, and if i made her angry i
would have to move around on my belly like a snake. i nodded and crawled into
the bathroom, reaching up to turn the shower on and adjust it to the proper
temperature. i crawled back into the room to tell Miss Kelly it was ready, she
followed me into the bathroom and ordered me into the shower with her. She
stood there while I soaped and washed first her body and then her hair. As i
worked, she ran her hands over her body, squeezing and pinching my, even sliding
her fingers into my pussy and holding them up for my to lick clean. When she
was clean, i stepped out of the shower and toweled her dry. Miss Kelly reached
back into the shower and turned the hot water off, then she told me to get in
and clean myself. i worked as quickly as I could, shivering under the cold
water. When i went to step out she held up a hand and asked if i had to pee. i
nodded and she told me that i should stand with my hands against the wall of the
shower and my legs spread and piss in the shower. i whimpered but did as she
told me, shaking as i felt the flow start and quickly get washed away by the
freezing water. After i was done Miss Kelly let me get out of the shower and
kneel in front of her. i was shivering and stared hopefully at the towels, but
she told me i could air dry. We both brushed our teeth and then i crawled
behind her back into the room, she sat in her chair, typing on the computer as I
brushed her hair. She then had me fetch her clothes and help her dress. First
her panties and bra, then a t-shirt, jeans and a sweater. She had me kneel
beside her chair and i saw some of the pictures she had taken the day before, of
me in my clothes. There were percentages beside each picture and she explained
that for the next few weeks at least the people online would pick what i wore
each morning.
Miss Kelly would choose other outfits during the day if she decided i needed to
change. From the percentages, the top choices were two of my shortest skirts.
Miss Kelly explained that i wouldn't be allowed more than two items of clothing
at a time, and of course i wouldn't wear two skirts, but the highest ranking
skirt and top. She also told me that some of the people i had chatted with
online had submitted ideas and assignments and when she ordered i would pick one
and do whatever it said. i nodded, a little afraid. She pointed to the skirt
and top that had been chosen and told me to get dressed, that we were going
shopping. i crawled to the closet and fetched the skirt, a short black cotton
skirt i'd gotten when i was a sophomore in high school and had only worn one or
two times since i grew to my full height. The chosen top was a tank top i wore
during the summer on weekends for lounging around, it left my stomach completely
bare and also showed of a lot of my upper chest and cleavage. i crawled back to
Miss Kelly, kneeling beside her, pulling my clothes on, still very close to
naked, especially without a bra or panties. She told me to fetch a pair of
sandals, i crawled and put them on in the closet before returning to her side.
She told me to get up, we were going shopping. As she opened the door, she
pulled on her heavy ski jacket. i reached for mine, but she slapped my hand
down. i stared at her, knowing it wouldn't be more than 30 degrees outside, but
she grabbed my arm and dragged me out into the hall, locking the door. i didn't
even have my wallet or key for the room. She grabbed my arm and pulled me down
the hall towards the outside doors and the parking lot.
