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 The following story is a work of fiction.  The characters and situations
involved are not real.  This story contains explicit and often disturbing
descriptions of unusual sexual activity and mind control.  For those who
cannot handle such material...you are warned.  For the rest of us...enjoy!
   In your service, Master K
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   Stephanie's Anniversary - A Story of Humilation and Torture By Kalvin
Knox
   Stephanie's body was pulsing with an unusual urge to rush home early. 
It was her second anniversary with her husband.  Their first anniversary
celebration had been nothing to write home about so she was hoping that
this would be an improvement over the previous one.  Normally a woman with
an unwavering attention span, Stephanie felt almost as if she had no
control over her body as she raced home to see her husband, Kyle.  She even
ran a few traffic lights as she raced her car to their apartment at the
corner of Norris Street and Fifteenth.
   She pulled the car quickly into the driveway and didn't hesitate to hop
out of the car and dash for the door.  She was so excited to see exactly
what her husband had planned for her today.  She quickly opened the door
and ran into the apartment.  To her dismay there appeared to be nothing
going on inside of the house.  There were no roses waiting for her on the
kitchen table, and no bouquet of balloons in the living room.  The only
thing that struck her as odd were two wine glasses sitting on the coffee
table with a straw beside them.  "What the hell?" she thought to herself.
   Suddenly she realized that she was no longer able to move!  She tried
desperately to turn around, but could only stand and stare at the two
glasses.  "What the fuck is this!" she cried, still unable to move an inch.
   "A game," said Kyle from behind her.
   "You bastard!" she screamed.  "What did you do to me!"
   "Shut up," Kyle snapped.  As hard as she tried to fight his command,
Stephanie found herself quietly obeying her husband.  What had he done to
her?  "You will obey every command I give you, bitch." he ordered.  "You
will perform exactly as I tell you and without hesitation.  Do you
understand?"
   "I understand," she replied.  She couldn't believe what she was saying.
How could he do this to her!  Why the hell was she going along with this?
She tried so hard to resist his commands, but she was no longer in control
of her body.
   "From now on you do not speak until you are directly spoken to." he
commanded.  He walked around in front of her and peered into her
fear-filled blue eyes.  Her red hair was starting to become wet with sweat
from her struggles against her own body.  "You will go into the bedroom and
put on the outfit I have laid out for you.  You must finish this task in 2
minutes or you will be punished.  Do you understand, bitch?  Answer 'This
bitch understands' if you do."
   "This bitch understands." she said.  Even though she remained quiet
except for her preprogrammed response, she was horrified and angry at Kyle
in her mind.
   "Go." he ordered.  Stephanie turned and quickly dashed into the bedroom
to don the outfit he had selected for her.  Much to her horror she noticed
that it was a very tiny French maid outfit.  The small corset would ensure
that her breasts would not be properly covered and the skirt was
strategically designed to ensure that anytime she bent over she would be
giving anyone who was watching quite a show.  She quickly stripped out of
her business suit and began to put the costume on her naked form.  Her
master had not been specific on her underwear requirements, so she simply
discarded them and hoped that he would be pleased.
   How could she be thinking such things!  She wanted so bad to punch Kyle
in the balls for talking to her like he had, but now she was helplessly
under his control.  She glanced at the wall clock and realized that she
only had one minute left to get back to Kyle.  She finished placing her
breasts into the corset and donned the five inch high heels that her master
had supplied her.  With ten seconds to go she quickly dashed into the
living room and stood proudly in her new maid outfit.
   "Looking good, bitch." said Kyle.  Stephanie had entered the room just
in time to see Kyle standing over one of the wine glasses with his cock in
his hand.  He was stroking the nine inch member quickly over the wine
glass. Stephanie stood quietly in her maid outfit as she watched Kyle jerk
off into the glass.  The cum filled up the small wine glass about a quarter
of the way to the top.  "Do you know what this is, bitch?" he snapped.
   "Cum." she replied softly.
   "No," said Kyle.  "This is your anniversary present.  This is wine for
you, bitch.  For all of the horrible things you've done to me!" She was
starting to get very worried now.  What kind of horrible things was he
talking about?  "I know you cheated on me!" he screamed as she stood
quietly staring at him.  Her crimson erect nipples were now poking out over
the top of the small corset.  "Since you're so faithful to me, I decided to
get you something special for your anniversary.  You are now my slave bitch
and you'll do as I say.  Get on your knees in front of the table!"
   Stephanie said nothing, but simply walked over to the coffee table and
got down on her knees in front of the two wine glasses.  One of the glasses
was now holding Kyle's fresh cum, and the other was still empty
   "Here's the game," he said.  "You will take the straw and suck up all of
the cum out of the wine glass.  Do not swallow one drop of it!  You will
then spit the cum back down the straw and into the other wine glass.  You
cannot stop until you've moved all of the cum from one glass to another!"
   Was he serious?  Stephanie always hated the taste of cum ever since she
had tried it as a teenager.  She had made it clear to Kyle that she would
never do anything with his cum.  However, now the tables had turned and she
was in his control.  Anything he said was done without hesitation, though
deep in her mind she was still fully aware.
   "Once you've finished moving the cum to the other glass, you can suck it
back up and start again.  You're to perform this task until I tell you to
stop, bitch.  Do you understand."
   Stephanie lowered her eyes in obedience, "This bitch understands,
master." As Kyle set down on the couch behind her she quietly picked up the
straw and began to suck the cum out of the wine glass.  It took a moment
for the slimy fluid to make it's way up the straw, but soon she began to
feel the warmth of his cum in her mouth.  She almost gagged on the rancid
taste, but managed to calm herself in time.  Kyle set on the couch and
watched in amusement as his slave struggled to suck all of the cum out of
the glass.
   "That's what you get for cheating on me, bitch." he said quietly. 
"You're going to pay for this." Soon the wine glass was empty and he could
tell that she had a mouthful of cum.  Trying desperately not to swallow any
of his cum, she moved the straw to the other glass and began to spit the
cum back down the straw.  She was so humiliated, yet fascinated with what
he was making her do.  She hated the taste of his cum and hated being used,
but seemed to get some kind of erotic pleasure out of being his sex slave.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Kyle had stood up from the
couch and gone into the kitchen.
   As she continued to blow the cum down the straw and into the second wine
glass she noticed that Kyle was coming back into the living room with a
sandwich in his hand.  He set down in the chair across from her and eyed
his red-headed French maid as she quietly sucked the cum out of one wine
glass and blew it through the straw into another.
   Stephanie had lost all track of time with her little cum game.  She had
been sucking and replacing the cum for so long that it felt like hours had
gone by.  Kyle had long since finished his sandwich and was now just ogling
the helpless woman.  "Sucks to have your mind controlled." he laughed at
her.  "That's okay.  Wait until I really get into this, bitch." He stood up
and walked over to her just as she finished sucking the cum out of one of
the wine glasses.  He grabbed her chin and pointed her eyes at his.  "Look
at me, bitch.  Is that cum getting cold?" She couldn't speak for fear of
spilling his seed all over herself.  She quietly nodded her head.  Kyle
smiled and pulled out his erect member.
   She set quietly with the cum resting on her tongue and a straw sticking
out of her mouth as Kyle jerked off over one of the wine glasses.  "Spit it
into the glass, bitch!" he ordered.  Stephanie spit the cum into the glass
and placed the straw in her hand as she watched her master continue to jerk
off into the glass.  Once had he cum into the glass he took the straw from
her and stirred the mixture a little bit.  "There you go, bitch.  That
should keep you going." He ordered her to continue her game.  Stephanie
placed the straw back in her mouth and continued to move the cum from one
glass to another.  She tried so hard to fight back her tears as she
mindlessly obeyed her husband's horrible demands.  In all of her years of
knowing him she had never expected that he was capable of such horrible
things.  She wanted so bad to crawl into a dark corner and never be seen by
anyone again.
   She spent another two hours on her knees as Kyle gawked at her fine
figure.  He creamy breasts were just barely covered by the tiny French maid
corset.  Her long, sexy legs were covered by a thin, black set of nylons
topped off by her frilly skirt.  By the time Kyle ordered her to stop her
lips were sore and her knees were aching.  Her hair was wet and matted to
her head from her profuse sweating.  She had finished sucking all of the
cum out of one of the wine glasses when Kyle stood up from his chair. 
"Stop." he ordered.  He walked over and removed the straw from his slave's
mouth.  "Thank your master for your anniversary present."
   "Thank you for my anniversary present, master.  I love it." she said as
she tried desperately not to spill any of the cold cum she held in her
mouth.
   Kyle uttered one last command to her.  "Swallow."
   She quietly obeyed her master and swallowed her anniversary present.body
was pulsing with an unusual urge to rush home early.  It was her second
anniversary with her husband.  Their first anniversary celebration had been
nothing to write home about so she was hoping that this would be an
improvement over the previous one.  Normally a woman with an unwavering
attention span, Stephanie felt almost as if she had no control over her
body as she raced home to see her husband, Kyle.  She even ran a few
traffic lights as she raced her car to their apartment at the corner of
Norris Street and Fifteenth.
   She pulled the car quickly into the driveway and didn't hesitate to hop
out of the car and dash for the door.  She was so excited to see exactly
what her husband had planned for her today.  She quickly opened the door
and ran into the apartment.  To her dismay there appeared to be nothing
going on inside of the house.  There were no roses waiting for her on the
kitchen table, and no bouquet of balloons in the living room.  The only
thing that struck her as odd were two wine glasses sitting on the coffee
table with a straw beside them.  "What the hell?" she thought to herself.
   Suddenly she realized that she was no longer able to move!  She tried
desperately to turn around, but could only stand and stare at the two
glasses.  "What the fuck is this!" she cried, still unable to move an inch.
   "A game," said Kyle from behind her.
   "You bastard!" she screamed.  "What did you do to me!"
   "Shut up," Kyle snapped.  As hard as she tried to fight his command,
Stephanie found herself quietly obeying her husband.  What had he done to
her?  "You will obey every command I give you, bitch." he ordered.  "You
will perform exactly as I tell you and without hesitation.  Do you
understand?"
   "I understand," she replied.  She couldn't believe what she was saying.
How could he do this to her!  Why the hell was she going along with this?
She tried so hard to resist his commands, but she was no longer in control
of her body.
   "From now on you do not speak until you are directly spoken to." he
commanded.  He walked around in front of her and peered into her
fear-filled blue eyes.  Her red hair was starting to become wet with sweat
from her struggles against her own body.  "You will go into the bedroom and
put on the outfit I have laid out for you.  You must finish this task in 2
minutes or you will be punished.  Do you understand, bitch?  Answer 'This
bitch understands' if you do."
   "This bitch understands." she said.  Even though she remained quiet
except for her preprogrammed response, she was horrified and angry at Kyle
in her mind.
   "Go." he ordered.  Stephanie turned and quickly dashed into the bedroom
to don the outfit he had selected for her.  Much to her horror she noticed
that it was a very tiny French maid outfit.  The small corset would ensure
that her breasts would not be properly covered and the skirt was
strategically designed to ensure that anytime she bent over she would be
giving anyone who was watching quite a show.  She quickly stripped out of
her business suit and began to put the costume on her naked form.  Her
master had not been specific on her underwear requirements, so she simply
discarded them and hoped that he would be pleased.
   How could she be thinking such things!  She wanted so bad to punch Kyle
in the balls for talking to her like he had, but now she was helplessly
under his control.  She glanced at the wall clock and realized that she
only had one minute left to get back to Kyle.  She finished placing her
breasts into the corset and donned the five inch high heels that her master
had supplied her.  With ten seconds to go she quickly dashed into the
living room and stood proudly in her new maid outfit.
   "Looking good, bitch." said Kyle.  Stephanie had entered the room just
in time to see Kyle standing over one of the wine glasses with his cock in
his hand.  He was stroking the nine inch member quickly over the wine
glass. Stephanie stood quietly in her maid outfit as she watched Kyle jerk
off into the glass.  The cum filled up the small wine glass about a quarter
of the way to the top.  "Do you know what this is, bitch?" he snapped.
   "Cum." she replied softly.
   "No," said Kyle.  "This is your anniversary present.  This is wine for
you, bitch.  For all of the horrible things you've done to me!" She was
starting to get very worried now.  What kind of horrible things was he
talking about?  "I know you cheated on me!" he screamed as she stood
quietly staring at him.  Her crimson erect nipples were now poking out over
the top of the small corset.  "Since you're so faithful to me, I decided to
get you something special for your anniversary.  You are now my slave bitch
and you'll do as I say.  Get on your knees in front of the table!"
   Stephanie said nothing, but simply walked over to the coffee table and
got down on her knees in front of the two wine glasses.  One of the glasses
was now holding Kyle's fresh cum, and the other was still empty
   "Here's the game," he said.  "You will take the straw and suck up all of
the cum out of the wine glass.  Do not swallow one drop of it!  You will
then spit the cum back down the straw and into the other wine glass.  You
cannot stop until you've moved all of the cum from one glass to another!"
   Was he serious?  Stephanie always hated the taste of cum ever since she
had tried it as a teenager.  She had made it clear to Kyle that she would
never do anything with his cum.  However, now the tables had turned and she
was in his control.  Anything he said was done without hesitation, though
deep in her mind she was still fully aware.
   "Once you've finished moving the cum to the other glass, you can suck it
back up and start again.  You're to perform this task until I tell you to
stop, bitch.  Do you understand."
   Stephanie lowered her eyes in obedience, "This bitch understands,
master." As Kyle set down on the couch behind her she quietly picked up the
straw and began to suck the cum out of the wine glass.  It took a moment
for the slimy fluid to make it's way up the straw, but soon she began to
feel the warmth of his cum in her mouth.  She almost gagged on the rancid
taste, but managed to calm herself in time.  Kyle set on the couch and
watched in amusement as his slave struggled to suck all of the cum out of
the glass.
   "That's what you get for cheating on me, bitch." he said quietly. 
"You're going to pay for this." Soon the wine glass was empty and he could
tell that she had a mouthful of cum.  Trying desperately not to swallow any
of his cum, she moved the straw to the other glass and began to spit the
cum back down the straw.  She was so humiliated, yet fascinated with what
he was making her do.  She hated the taste of his cum and hated being used,
but seemed to get some kind of erotic pleasure out of being his sex slave.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Kyle had stood up from the
couch and gone into the kitchen.
   As she continued to blow the cum down the straw and into the second wine
glass she noticed that Kyle was coming back into the living room with a
sandwich in his hand.  He set down in the chair across from her and eyed
his red-headed French maid as she quietly sucked the cum out of one wine
glass and blew it through the straw into another.
   Stephanie had lost all track of time with her little cum game.  She had
been sucking and replacing the cum for so long that it felt like hours had
gone by.  Kyle had long since finished his sandwich and was now just ogling
the helpless woman.  "Sucks to have your mind controlled." he laughed at
her.  "That's okay.  Wait until I really get into this, bitch." He stood up
and walked over to her just as she finished sucking the cum out of one of
the wine glasses.  He grabbed her chin and pointed her eyes at his.  "Look
at me, bitch.  Is that cum getting cold?" She couldn't speak for fear of
spilling his seed all over herself.  She quietly nodded her head.  Kyle
smiled and pulled out his erect member.
   She set quietly with the cum resting on her tongue and a straw sticking
out of her mouth as Kyle jerked off over one of the wine glasses.  "Spit it
into the glass, bitch!" he ordered.  Stephanie spit the cum into the glass
and placed the straw in her hand as she watched her master continue to jerk
off into the glass.  Once had he cum into the glass he took the straw from
her and stirred the mixture a little bit.  "There you go, bitch.  That
should keep you going." He ordered her to continue her game.  Stephanie
placed the straw back in her mouth and continued to move the cum from one
glass to another.  She tried so hard to fight back her tears as she
mindlessly obeyed her husband's horrible demands.  In all of her years of
knowing him she had never expected that he was capable of such horrible
things.  She wanted so bad to crawl into a dark corner and never be seen by
anyone again.
   She spent another two hours on her knees as Kyle gawked at her fine
figure.  He creamy breasts were just barely covered by the tiny French maid
corset.  Her long, sexy legs were covered by a thin, black set of nylons
topped off by her frilly skirt.  By the time Kyle ordered her to stop her
lips were sore and her knees were aching.  Her hair was wet and matted to
her head from her profuse sweating.  She had finished sucking all of the
cum out of one of the wine glasses when Kyle stood up from his chair. 
"Stop." he ordered.  He walked over and removed the straw from his slave's
mouth.  "Thank your master for your anniversary present."
   "Thank you for my anniversary present, master.  I love it." she said as
she tried desperately not to spill any of the cold cum she held in her
mouth.
   Kyle uttered one last command to her.  "Swallow."
   She quietly obeyed her master and swallowed her anniversary present.
  
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