The moment the buzzing demon touched her pussy lips, Traci knew she was done for. She felt bolts of lightning race from her pussy to her brain, stiffening her spine and causing her back to arch involuntarily. Her eyes got wide as dinner plates and her mouth dropped open as she searched for the air to scream. Her entire body began to shake as if she was being electrocuted.

"FFFUUUUCCCKKKKMEEEEEEEE!!" Traci screamed so loud it shook the rafters. Mark pushed the vibrator head firmly against her quivering pussy rubbing the bulb up and down her slit and pushing it into her hungry hole a bit. She rotated her hips grinding against the vibrator as if wanting it further inside her. With her pussy lips held open by the clamps, Marks was able to touch every part of her juicy pinkness and Traci was absolutely beside herself. She had never felt anything so wickedly delicious!

Mark smiled as he watched her take to the toy. He wanted to give her still more pleasure and so as she squirmed on the head of the wand, he swatted her ass with his other hand.

SMACK! Traci gasped and rose up on her toes pushing her ass back and inviting him to continue. He took the invitation the heart too, giving her another swat to match the first.

"Ohhh God, Sir, please spank me more! Please!" Traci moaned as she wriggled her ass at him.

"So you like getting spanked do you? I should have known by how wet you got the first time!" he said swatting her again for emphasis.

"Ohhh yess, Sirr!" she moaned, "I love getting spankings!"

"Well I will have to remember that, then. Perhaps you will be naughty enough to get another one before you leave! I'm sure I have something here in the shop that can serve as a decent paddle," he said.

Traci moaned and shuddered as he spoke. She did love spankings and had tried to get her past boyfriends to give her one. But her first boyfriend wasn't into that sort of thing and her last one was too gentle - he didn't spank her the way she needed it. But Mark seemed to instinctively know just how much she needed and he made sure she got it all.

Hearing her moan only spurred him on. He pulled the vibe away from her pussy turning it off and hanging it around her neck as Traci hung there panting and moaning softly. He went to his tool chest and pulled out a 18 inch long wooden ruler had knew he had in there.

"This should get us started I think!" Traci looked back at what Mark had and nearly came on the spot!

"Oh God Sir please! Oh please spank me with your ruler! Oh Sir I've been so bad! I need it please! Please spank me hard!" Traci begged. She was near sobbing, she wanted this so badly.

"I am going to spank your ass slut, I am going to give you the spanking of a lifetime!" he said growling deeply.

"Yes! Please Sir I've been very bad!" Traci whimpered raising her ass. "Please spank me very hard!"

Mark walked up behind her and rubbed the ruler against her ass. Traci moaned and rubbed back against the wooden ruler. Please, Sir! Oh please, please spank me!" she cried.

Mark stood behind and to the left of the bound girl, wrapping his left arm around her narrow waist, holding her in place. He could feel her tremble in anticipation of what was coming.

TWAP! The ruler landed its first blow and Traci lurched forward. "YESSS!!" she said as she felt the burn she loved so much. Mark saw the red stripe the ruler left on her pale skin.

TWAP! He landed a blow on the other cheek. Traci raised up on her toes and stuck her ass out. "More! Please Sir spank me more!" she cried.

"Never let it be said I left a slut wanting!" he chuckled. He drew the ruler back and let it fly.

This time however Mark didn't stop with a single stroke. Instead he began a rapid-fire barrage of strokes covering her entire ass on both cheeks, then moving down the the backs of her thighs and back to her ass for a second coating. He kept swatting her without a break or pause. Traci's moans became a loud, long wail and she arched her ass higher and tossed her blond mane back as she howled.

Mark kept spanking Traci until her ass glowed bright red and was hot to the touch. By that time her pussy was dripping and he could see she was on the verge of cumming. He picked up the vibrator again and switched it on, shoving into her wet cunt like before and just as before she squealed as she felt the buzzing resume. He held the wand in his left hand using his arm still to hold her in place and with his right, he slipped two fingers inside her pussy and used his thumb to rub across her spread asshole. With her cheeks spread apart and taped, her crinkled hole was easily available. Mark rubbed his thumb across her hole and poked the tip inside.

"OhhhGAWD!!" Traci moaned as she felt Mark's thumb enter her ass. The myriad of sensations she was feeling was about to overcome her. She was hanging onto her sanity by a thread as it was and he kept finding new and ever more intense ways of plucking at that thread.

"Please Sir," Traci said, panting heavily," Please... fuck me... make me cum..."

Those were the words he was waiting to hear. He stopped what he was doing and quickly shed his pants, coming up behind her. He pressed his hard cock between her legs letting it rub against her sopping pussy while he reached around and grabbed her throat. He held her tightly - tight enough that is was hard for her to breathe. But she loved being taken like this. It was what she had always wanted. To be used... to be owned... to be dominated.

"OHMYGAAAWWD!!" she screamed past his throathold. She arched her back And clenched her fist as she felt Mark's hard thick cock pushing into her her slick, wet cunt. He put the wand's vibrating head against her clit as he began slamming into her, driving his cock into her like a piledriver and slamming his hips against her ass. Traci gasped and moaned and squealed as he abused her splayed-open cunt with his cock and the vibrator. He held her throat tightly and Traci had to work to breathe but she loved every moment of this.

Mark pounded her pussy until his cock was good and soaked. But her pussy was not his end goal. He stroked her one last time then pulled out. Traci barely had time to take another breath before she screamed once more.

"FUUUCCCKKK!! She screamed as Mark pushed into her tight crinkled asshole! She Tried to move awayt from the intruder but tied as she was and being held by the waist and throat, she had little choice but to try to endure it.

Mark pushed his way into her asshole slowly, not wanting to hurt her, but insisting that she submit to his will. And she began to get used to his cock in her ass, even wriggling and pushing back against his advancing cock. Mark's cock slipped deeper and deeper and with every inch, Traci got closer to her orgasm. Mark could feel it coming - he could feel it building within her and getting ready to burst forth. Traci shuddered and ground her ass at him while he kept the pressure on her with the vibrator.

"Sir," she croaked around the hand at her throat," Sir, I'm about to... cum, Sir. Please, may I cum... for you?"

"You want to cum do you? You want to cum for me?" he asked.

"Yess Sir... please... I need to cum soo much... please make me cum..." she whined.

"Well if I make you cum, slut, what will you do for me? What do I get for my efforts?" he asked.

"Anything, Sir, please I'll do anything you wish. Just please make me cum, Please I beg you..." she said.

"Be careful, slut... 'anything' covers a wide range of options! Are you SURE you want to go there?" he said smirking.

"Yes, Sir... I'll do anything you ask me... please... I can't stand this anymore! Please, please, please!" she whimpered.

"Well then I will consider this a deal. Are you ready to cum, slut?" he asked.

"Pleeeease..." she sobbed. She had been conquered. She submitted.

Mark pulled her to him her back to his chest and slammed his cock deeper into her ass. his hand played her pussy and he bit her shoulder as she howled out her tremendous orgasm like a she-wolf. He held her tight as she shook her bonds violently, the orgasm taking complete control of her body while her mind shattered into a million shards. She writhed and twisted, moaned and babbled as her pussy poured out its sweet honey onto the workshop floor. Mark toyed with her clit as he pounded his cock into her ass. He reached down and grabbed a stiff thick nipple, pinching and twisting it in an effort to keep her orgasm coming on. He pulled her head back and slapped her face - anything he could think of to draw out her agony.

Traci tried desperately to process her orgasm. To her, the world was spinning wildly out of control and she felt like she was falling forever. But of course she wasn't, still tied securely to the sawhorse and held by Mark, she was perfectly safe. He took care to make sure his guest was not in danger and enjoying herself completely. He watched over her as the last tidal waves of her orgasm worked through her and dissipated.

As her orgasm left her, Traci hung limp on the sawhorse, her pussy dripping the last of her juices and the rest of her dripping sweat from her exertion. Mark pulled his still hard cock from her ass and move around to face her front. He pulled the blonde's head up by her hair.

"Open," he commanded and when she hesitated, he slapped her face. She began to protest and he shoved his cock into her mouth so deep she gagged a bit. He paid no attention, however and began face-fucking the worn out woman, plunging in and out of her warm mouth as if it was a pussy.

"How do you like that, slut? How do you like that taste of your ass on my cock?" he taunted her.

He gave a few regular strokes then, to challenge her further, he shoved deep down her throat as far as he could go until her nose was pressed against his abdomen. Mark held her there for a few moments until her struggles told him she needed air. He pulled back out and she gasped a fast breath. He shoved back down her throat again, holding it once more until she needed a breath. Five or six more times he repeated this until she could take him in more comfortably. He reached down to feel his cock moving in her throat and smiled. He would teach her how to suck his cock. He would teach her many things.

But for now, the morning's activities was beginning to get to him and he felt his balls boiling.

He needed to cum himself and he knew just how he was going to do it.

"I'm going to cum now, slut. I am going to cum down that pretty throat. Open that mouth and get ready for it." he said pulling his cock out. Traci did as he ordered holding her head up and mouth open, her tongue sticking out flat waiting for her reward.

Mark gave a few last tugs on his cock and with a growl that came from his balls as well he shot the first ropes of cum into her open mouth. But he wanted to mark her as well so once she had a taste of her tongue, he moved slightly to spurt his load onto her face. He coated her cheek and forehead with his cum and then pointed the last couple squirts back into her mouth. As his cock emptied, he rubbed the cum on her face around, making sure she was well coated.

"There, now THAT is how a good submissive cumslut should look!" he said, laughing at her creme-coated face. He walked a few steps away and sat down on his stool to watch her for a few minutes. He wanted the cum to dry on her face so she would remember this morning's activities.

After about 10 minutes, he rose and went to untie her first he untied her ankles then he moved around to untie her wrists. When she was freed from her bonds, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.

"Now slut, I am going to help you up but you will get back on your knees and crawl back to the house like you did to come out here. When you get inside, you are NOT to wash that cum from your face - do you understand? I want that cum to stay on your face as a reminder of our time here. I will tell you when you can remove it. And you will remain naked for the rest of the day," he said. She nodded as best she could to show she understood and he helped her to stand.

She was a bit unsteady at first but after a couple moments, she was able to steady herself. Mark removed the tape and clamps holding her pussy open, toying with her clit for a moment just for fun and then he removed the tape holding her ass open as well. Then he grabbed her collar and pulled her back down on all fours. He snapped the leash back on and they walked back into the house slowly - Mark carrying her pants while she crawled naked and dripping, alongside him.

Back in the cabin again, Mark told Traci to start preparing lunch while he went out to split some firewood for later that evening. Still naked, she began her task and a little while later Mark came in with an armload of firewood. "Is that lunch ready slut - I'm starving!" he said.

"Yes Sir, I am just bringing it out now. Do you want to eat it in the living room or at the table?" she asked. He came into the kitchen and sat down at the little table. They ate lunch and he showed her how she was to serve him first and then herself and to wait until he took the first bite before beginning to eat herself. She liked all his little rules and tried her best to remember them. There was so much to learn, but she was completely loving this new arrangement. A little too much actually.

As Mark went into the living room to sit on the sofa and wait for her, Traci thought about this new experience. Actually she had been thinking about it for awhile. She knew what she had left... a lonely apartment and a dead end job, both of which were quite depressing. She had a small apartment and very few belongings, but mostly she had no one to share her life with. The only people in her life, if you could even say that, were the few people she said hi to at work. And they were at best co-workers. She had no family and she had no real friends.

But since coming to Alaska and meeting Mark, she had found a purpose, and she had found someone she cared about. Someone she cared about... that was the first time she admitted that to herself. But it was true - Traci suddenly realized she was developing real feelings for this man. She had only known him for a couple days, but she had gotten to know him during their chats and emails over the last few months. And amazing sex aside, Mark had shown himself to be a kind and gentle man with a good heart and a warm loving spirit. They got along very well in and out of bed and she felt like they worked well together. And of course there was the sex... oh my God was the sex good! Mark could play her body like a Stradivarius and she was feeling things she had only read about in her romance novels!

As Traci finished up the last of the lunch dishes and wiped the table down she looked into the living room at the man she served. She liked this new world, and she didn't want to return to the old one. She liked being Mark's submissive and she loved Alaska. But most of all, she was falling for the man in the other room. The man she called Sir.

Traci came into the living room and knelt in front of Mark. When he saw her, he reached down to pull her up on the couch where she cuddled up next to him, laying her head on his lap. They sat there together, with Mark stroking her hair and her holding onto his leg purring. "It can't get any better than this" she thought.

Mark could sense that Traci had something on her mind. It had been a few hours since lunch and Traci had seemed distant... lost in thought... since coming back from the woodshed this morning. He didn't know exactly what was going on but he thought she might be missing home. So when he saw her outside on the front deck staring out at the bay, he came out to see what was wrong.

"Penny for your thoughts?" he said as he came up behind her.

"Oh, it's nothing, Sir. I was just thinking about something," she said.

"Oh?" he asked.

"It's nothing. I'll be okay," she said trying to push her thoughts back.

"Traci, what is wrong - you have been lost in thought all day. Did I do something?" he asked.

"No it's not that..."

"Then what is it? What has you so occupied?"

"Sir, can I speak freely?" she asked.

"If you tell me what has had your head all screwed around, yes."

Traci took Mark's hand. "Mark, I-I don't know how to tell you this, so I am just going to tell you. When you first suggested I come to Alaska I was very hesitant. I have heard all the horror stories of people getting hurt and even killed by meeting people from online. And even though we had been talking and chatting regularly, even videochatting, I still was extremely cautious about this whole idea.

However, the moment I got off the plane, all those fears were dispelled. I saw you standing there and... well to put it bluntly, I got wet. My heart jumped and I felt my knees go weak. I knew at that moment that I had made the right decision. And since then, you have more than confirmed that decision in every way. Mark I have never felt this way about anyone before. You have shown me a life I could never have imagined being so wonderful."

"Hold on, Traci... what is it you are trying to tell me?" he asked, looking her straight in the eyes.

Traci took a deep breath. "Mark, I think I am falling in love with you. I didn't expect this... all I signed up for was a vacation in Alaska. But now..." She looked up at Mark, her eyes darting back and forth, searching for a reaction but fearing it as well.

Mark didn't say anything for several long, agonizing minutes. He knew the next words he said would have to be measured very carefully. He looked at Traci and saw the uneasiness and apprehension on her face. She had taken a huge risk putting her feelings to words like that, and now it was up to Mark to either affirm or deny her.

"Mark, please... say something," she said.

"Traci, I understand what you are telling me. I too have had a very good time so far, and look forward to more fun to come. But what about your job? Your apartment and all your belongings back in Chicago? You had a life back there - what about all that?"

"Mark I have no life back in Chicago. I have a dinky apartment, no real belongings to speak of, a shit job and no friends or family. To be honest I really don't have anything to go back to Chicago for and after what you have shown me, I don't think I could go back to that life again," she said.

"Well that is fortunate then, because I don't want you to go back there either. You see, you weren't the only one that was caught off guard at the airport. I felt my heart skip a beat as well. And now that you have laid your heart bare at my feet, let me ease your mind and tell you that I love you too."

"You do?" she said excitedly.

"Yes, honey. I haven't told you because I didn't know how you felt. I didn't want to make your vacation uncomfortable or cause you to leave early. But yes, I have felt an attraction for the last couple days too. You may not know this, but I was up most of last night thinking about you and me and if we had a future."

"You were?" she asked again, stunned by this turn of events.

Mark took her face in his hands. He bent down and kissed her - a kiss that melted her heart as well as her knees. A kiss that caught her breath in her throat and made her pulse race. A kiss for the ages.

"Traci, I love you and I want you to stay here with me. I want you to be my slut full time forever. I want your submission and your heart. Will you submit to me and stay here with me as my slut?" he asked.

"Yes, Mark! Oh yes! Yes! Mark, I love you so much! I want to be your slut, your whore. I want to serve you and be everything you want in a submissive," she said sobbing with joy.

"Well then I guess you should start calling me Sir again, then!" he said. Traci smiled and dropped down on her knees in front of him. "Yes, Sir! she said, happiness welling up inside her until she felt like she would bust wide open.

And so Traci found what she had been searching for - both in a man and a Dom. Mark was the perfect Sir for her and taught her all the things she needed to know to be his perfect submissive. He was a perfect Dom and a perfect lover. Traci had never felt so happily complete.

A year later on the anniversary of their first meeting, Mark proposed and the two were officially married. Then a few days after that, they had another ceremony... a collaring ceremony. And Traci became a slut slave with Mark as her Master.