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Seductive Master, The - 11
The next few days of your training are spent with your Master exclusively. You
are fitted for a sterling silver collar bearing his name and are to wear it at
all times. Though it is not his custom to have his slaves live with him, he has
chosen to change this custom with you and you alone. You have reaped highest
honors from him in this regard. It is assumed you have brought him much pleasure
or you would have been trained, released to live in your old apartment and
visited your Master upon request. You are now truly owned by him. All that you
do is either approved by him, caused by him or monitored by him.
The morning comes and you are released from your bounds. Yes, your Master binds
you at night, so he might have his pleasure with you. There are times when this
does not occur but not frequently. Your first duty is to clean yourself, asking
permission always to touch the body your Master now owns. You are to clean
yourself inside and out each morning prior to breakfast. This morning, rather
than join your Mistress you are instructed by your Master to clean then meet him
in the library after you have eaten breakfast. You are to wear nothing, save the
silver collar.
You reach the library door and knock, as you have been instructed to do.
"Come in slave," your Master responds.
You enter, head down, move to the side of his desk and wait instructions.
"Kneeling position, legs spread wide slave. You shall sit there while I go
through my day." Are the orders given by your Master.
You kneel, spread your legs as wide as possible, place your hands behind your
back, causing your breasts to protrude further. Your Master takes no notice of
you, and returns to his work on his desk.
As you kneel beside your Master you come to know this man you have so easily
learned to call Master. He is a keen business investor. He does not work at
an office, but runs all of his business from his home. He is as dominating
and in control in business as with you, his slave. His strength is admired,
not just by you, but by all who come in contact with him. He is decisive and
knows what he wants.
He has many slaves, both business and otherwise.
But none had gained the honor of living in his home before. They come when he
calls, otherwise he maintains them in a life style of graceful living and they
do as they please when not required to meet his demands. You do not have this
choice, nor shall you ever have it. You are his and his alone, to have at all
times, whenever the desire comes to him. He has made it clear to you, he shall
bind you whenever he desires, he shall punish you whenever he feels the need to
do so and shall have you in whatever fashion he wishes. You are his and his
alone. He will give you to others whether you agree or not and if you disagree
he shall punish you for such disagreement. All that you are now is what he is
and wants you to be. Your spirit is not broken, only taken and turned around to
serve your Master. Your desire is to always be open to him, ready for him, in
any way he wishes.
As he works, he stops on occasion and rubs your breasts, gently, tenderly he
plays with the nipples.
Then finally pinches each hard, causing a moan to escape your lips. Your pussy
is dripping and ready for him. But much to your despair he returns to his work.
As the morning grinds on, your knees hurt from kneeling all this time, but your
Master has not said for you to rise. You are displayed to all that enter the
library, those doing business with your Master, as well as the servants caring
for your Master's needs.
This morning a total of four people have visited your Master. Three men and one
woman. Each man requested the right to touch you, your Master grants this. The
first man to visit reaches for your nipples and plays with them gently, then
moves his hands down your stomach area and finally presses his fingers into your
shaved pussy lips. Slowly he moves his fingers in and out of you, you moan with
the pleasure he is creating, and as you do your Master demands him to stop. The
second man makes the same request and is granted access to your body. He
pinches, and pulls at your nipples, causing more pleasure to you, then moves his
fingers down to your stiffen clit and rubs it back and forth. Your hips begin to
move back and forth to meet his fingers, a moan comes upward from your hot,
dripping pussy and your Master again orders the man to stop. The third man to
visit your Master makes the same request and once again your Master grants him
access to you. He rubs and pulls at your nipples, then pinches both very hard,
you moan and gasp at the pleasure of this pain. His fingers travel down your
sides and rather than entering your dripping pussy, he slides his hands behind
you and presses two fingers into you anus. He slides his other hand back to your
pussy and thrusts two fingers deep into you. He begins working his fingers in an
out of your pussy and anus, you all but fall to the side with the pleasure, as
you feel an orgasm reaching. Then with a suddenness your Master stops the man
and you are left wanting, burning with desire to be filled. The woman pays
little, or no attention to you. She merely comments on how lovely a slave you
are and continues with her business with your Master.
Your desires are kept on the edge by your Master throughout the morning. For
when no visitor is present to touch you, he does so. He presses his fingers into
your dripping pussy and thrusts them in and out of you while his thumb rubs your
clit. Bringing you to the edge of orgasm then he pulls away, leaving you craving
for fulfillment. At one point you even beg him to enter you and the only
response given is a look of total dissatisfaction for such a request.
"Time slave, you may rise now," your Master states, as he reaches down to help
you stand. "You may use the bathroom then down to the playroom." He continues as
he walks out the door of the library.
You hurry to the bathroom then quickly move down the stairs to the playroom. You
have no idea what is come now, but hope it shall end with him entering you and
satisfying your need. You go to the center of the room and assume the standing
position while waiting for your Master. When he does enter he has changed from
his dress suit to a robe.
"Kneel slave," he orders. You do so immediately.
"Slave you begged to be satisfied this morning. You are not to beg, ever. You
know your Master knows what is best for you at all times, or at least you are
suppose to know this. Since you showed this morning that this lesson has not
been learned well we shall correct that now. Before we begin however, you will
tell me the rules of my house. Any errors shall meet with punishment in addition
to what is already decided.
Now begin slave."
Sheepishly you begin to recite the rules, only this time the passion and
admiration and love you feel for your Master is behind the rules. He does not
stop you in your recital. Finally, after ten minutes of talking you have stated
the final rule, you fall silent and drop your head again.
"There were only two errors slave. You mixed up two of the rules, putting one
before the other when in fact they are reversed. This will bring punishment
slave, but not as severe as it might have been. Now stand, place your hands in
front of you and prepare for discipline."
You place your hands in front of you and your Master places leather cuffs around
your wrists. Once snapping them together by the hook and eye, he pulls your arms
upward, over your head, attaches a chain from the ceiling to your wrist cuffs
then with a pulley pulls you upward so you are now standing on tip toe.
Your Master now places a spreader bar between your legs at the ankles, secures
it tightly with leather cuffs then spreads it as wide as your legs will permit.
He retrieves a soft rubber ball gag from the shelves of discipline items and you
open your mouth wide to receive it. He then takes a blindfold and places it over
your eyes. You are now filled with anticipation of what is to happen next. You
are thrilled and afraid all at the same time. Your pussy is dripping even more
now and you can feel the moisture of your juices running down the inside of your
leg. You can hear your Master moving about the room but do not know what he is
about to do to you, if anything. This causes you to have an involuntary cold
chill run through you. A chill from excitement as well as fear. Apprehension is
now your companion along with the desire to be fulfilled.
Suddenly a stinging slap of leather strikes your left breast, hitting the tip of
the nipple. You snap back at the immediate shock of pain rushing through your
body, as much as is possible considering your restrained position. Again the
leather strikes out and lands harshly on your left breast, then before you can
recover from this another lashing hits your right breast. After six more lashes
strike firmly on your nipples it becomes silent, except for your whimpering
through the ball gag pressed into your mouth. You are perspiring now, and your
juices are running down your leg more than ever. You can feel the need burning
deep within you to be taken, but that is not what is to happen, at least not
yet. You are left restrained for sometime before anything else happens.
After about five minutes, you feel the moisture of a tongue to your left nipple.
Slowly it teases the flesh, then the mouth covers the breast and sucks at you,
next the teeth find the tip end and gently, tenderly nip at the tip. Your Master
moves from one breast to the other, you are twisting and trying to rotate your
hips to find satisfaction, as you begin all the action of your hips, Master
stops and you are left, hanging, still not satisfied.
Your frustration building, you are left in agony for another five to ten
minutes. Time is impossible to judge for you now. Finally you hear something
being rolled across the floor and placed near you. The next sensation you feel
is a sudden stream of air forcefully hitting your clit. Your Master has taken a
air hose, the type they use in the dentist office, and is applying it to your
clit. The first reaction is a shiver and chill to run through you, but after
applying the rush of air to your clit several times you are nearly ready to jump
out of your skin for the desire of an orgasm. As your body wrenches and yanks
against its restraints the air blowing on your clit is taken away.
You are again left hanging, waiting to achieve the orgasm you so
desperately need.
Another few minutes pass. Your mind is racing with thoughts of what your Master
will do next. You know what you wish he would do, you wish he would enter you
and fuck you hard and fast. But you know, deep down this will not happen, not
until he is fully satisfied you have learned your lessons. Suddenly a sharp
sting hits your bare ass. Before you recoil from the blow another strikes you,
harder than the first.
Then another and another. Your Master continues bringing the wooden paddle down
firmly on your bared buttocks. Your bottom turns from creamy white to hot pink
quickly from the forcefulness of the blows. You realize this spanking is not a
spanking for arousal but a paddling for punishment as the paddle cracks again
against your ass. When your bared ass turns to a rich red color your Master
stops. Before you realize he has stopped you feel a large dildo pushed
forcefully into your open pussy and the vibration of it begins. Your body spasms
with orgasm almost immediately, then again and again you come. You are left
hanging with this huge dildo pushed into you, vibrating away, for at least
fifteen minutes, bringing you from one orgasm to another. Your moans of pleasure
are co-mingled with your whimpering tones of exhaustion and pain.
Finally your Master removes the dildo. You are empty and yet feel no real
satisfaction. You all but pass out, tittering on the borderline of
consciousness.
After a long time, you have no idea how long, for time has lost all meaning now,
you feel your Master untying the blindfold from your eyes. You keep your eyes
closed then blink and start becoming adjusted to the light once again. Then the
soft ball gag is removed from your mouth. He lowers the chain now and your feet
become firmly planted on the floor. Slowly he pulls your hands down and releases
them. He then takes the spreader bar and releases it and removes it from your
ankles. He helps you move about the room a little, getting accustom to walking
again and getting circulation back into your legs and body.
He says nothing, but points to the floor, you immediately kneel before him,
head bowed.
"Slave, who is your Master?"
"You sir, you are my Master."
"Slave, who knows what is best for you?"
"You sir, my Master."
"Slave, have you learned not to make requests of your Master but to take what he
knows is best for you?"
"Yes Master," you answer timidly. You feel like a small child being chastised by
a parent for bad behavior. Your buttocks touch your heels as you kneel back on
your legs and you can feel the pain that was inflicted by the paddle. A reminder
of your lesson learned.
Your Master now moves toward you. He reaches down to your arms, which are placed
behind your head and pulls you upward towards him. He presses you into his body
and holds you tightly with his firm, strong arms wrapped around you. His robe
opens slightly now and his cock stands erect. He slowly presses himself to you
and pulls you upward until you are impaled upon his rigid cock, your legs wrap
around his waist, clinging to him tightly. Slowly, with him inside you, he moves
to the table across the room and presses you onto it.
You let out a slight groan as your still reddish, pink buttocks touch the table
top. Without pulling out of you he is suddenly on the table over you. Slowly he
pumps in and out of your still wet pussy. His fingers find your breasts and he
begins to caress them with tenderness, you murmur again for you now feel the
pain of the spanking your nipples had received. His fingers are gentle and he
does not pinch you but merely teases the flesh. You can feel the rush of warmth
careen through your body now. His pumping is still slow and gentle. You wish he
would speed up and thrust into you hard and fast, but say nothing, having
learned your most painful lesson. His fingers slide down your body, gently
petting your flesh. When he reaches your hips he slides his fingers behind your
back then moves his hands under your smarting buttocks. His fingers tenderly
kneed your fleshy mounds. Finally a hand presses in between your asscheeks and
moves into your back passage. As his finger thrusts into you his movement begins
to increase and he is pushing harder and faster into your pussy. Your hands
reach for him to pull him to your chest and he slowly leans more into you. Now
his action is a forceful thrust as he pounds his rigid cock in and out of you.
Within moments you feel it swell within you and your pussy involuntarily
tightens around his cock to hold it within you as he explodes with his creamy
fluid spreading inside you. You flow with your own orgasm when you feel his cock
spasm again within you. His finger pressed in your anus is pushing in and out of
you hard and fast again, as you feel him cum yet another time within your walls
of pleasure. Wave after wave of orgasms rush through your body with each pump of
his cock. Finally he stops and withdraws his limp member from you. You are
satisfied for the first time today and wish you could start all over again. He
lays gently beside you and pulls you onto your side facing him. His arms reach
around you and holds you tightly to his now naked body and you both drift off to
sleep with your lips touching each others.
You do not know if it is his movement that awakens you but when you open your
eyes he is not on the table next to you any longer. Suddenly from behind you,
you feel his hands on your shoulder, pressing you over onto your stomach. You
roll over without a verbal command. He begins rubbing warm oil over your
bruised buttocks.
It feels soothing to the painful well spanked asscheeks.
"Slave, we shall have a party soon, this weekend.
You shall attend with me and I shall expect you to perform as a good, well
trained slave. If you should embarrass me and perform in any way indicating you
are not well trained, then you shall experience discipline and training
immediately." He continued massaging oil over your body as he talked.
"Now slave, upstairs clean yourself, you may touch the body I own, then join
your Master for dinner."
Without hesitation you rose and headed upstairs to clean yourself and prepare
for dinner.
Continued Seduct12
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