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I waited patiently outside the door for my master. It was exactly 8pm and he had requested I turn up on time wearing an outfit consisting of tight black pencil skirt, white shirt, French knickers, matching bra and stockings. My heels were higher than what I was used to and my hair was loose round my shoulders. This was hidden under a knee high coat.

I rang the door bell and the door opened, I had never met this man in person before, only ever online. The pictures I had thought were not real, but the man who stood in front of me was exactly as the pictures had indicated and he was beautiful. He was wearing a grey suit dark shirt and smelt of aftershave and cigarettes. His smile was warm and he beckoned me in.

Shutting the door behind him motioned me towards the sitting room, very plain just a few pieces of furniture typical black leather and chrome. He took my coat and offered me a drink which I happily accepted. I was nervous, my stomach was fluttering.

“I want to make you comfortable so please say the word and it will stop.” He smiled again and all I could do was nod, then he leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft, and his stubble felt good with the softness of his lips. I finished the drink and he sat me down,

“I will be back in 10 mins, then we will start remember the word? His voice had slightly more authority to it now.

“Coffee!” I mumbled the word and smiled at him; he kissed me again and left the room.

I went to the drink cabinet, god nerves you got me good now, another gin and tonic, well 3 large ones.

Then the door handle went, so I sat back on the sofa before he saw me. He walked in still in suit but now carrying a riding crop. His eyes were fixed on me, looking me up and down I felt small.

“Come here.” I stepped to him, my feet aching with each step, but couldn’t show that to him. I stood in front of him. The stare from his eyes made me look at the floor, I felt like I had done something wrong slightly embarrassed. He came close, stroking the riding crop up and down my thighs, then a gentle tap on my cheeks. He then ran the crop up my spine into my hair which made me shiver, then down the front of my neck down my collar bone and over my right nipple. Lower till it was now on my thigh again.

“Did my little slave do what I asked, let’s check shall we.” With fast precision my master had the riding crop between my thighs and pulling my skirt up at the same time. Revealing my stockings first, then the suspender straps and finally the knickers, to which were slightly moist.

“That’s a very good little slave.” My master now was rubbing the riding crop between my thighs brushing against my pussy. The feeling was so delicate but so intimate.

I could help but sign as his rubbing became more intense my nipples were harder and my pussy was warm and wet. But I need to be punished. Looking at my master for a brief second his eyes stared right into me.

“Get undressed now.” I started to unbuttoning my shirt, before I got to the third button, my master had ripped the shirt off buttons flew everywhere. Then I became to unzip my skirt.

“No leave it, I will deal with them.” In a flash he was behind me and ripped the skirt up to the zip so the split now fell open exposing my ass cheeks.

“Get on my hands and knees now you dirty slave.” I obeyed and dropped down to my knees, he brought his hand down with full force on my left ass cheek. I was shocked and stunned, breathless. I felt the blood rushing to my cheek now came the sting, but before the numbness came, he struck my right cheek, then the left one again and the right. The process was repeated for 6 times on each cheek.

My butt stung I needed to sit, the pain was intense but this was going to continue. I was then pulled up by the waist band of the skirt till I was standing, my eyes were watering, but I knew it was what I had been told. He stood close to me I could see, the swelling in his trousers. I was even more turned on now.

“You okay my beautiful little slave?” His voice was once again warm. I nodded; speaking would bring tears to the surface. My master then unzipped his trousers to reveal his cock. It was stiff and a lot wider than the picture showed.

“Come with me bitch.” The coldness rang in his voice as I was lead to another room which was a lot darker now. The bed was bigger than king-size I noticed chained handcuffs hanging from the ceiling, amongst other things for the master to use on me.

“Up on the bed, kneeling you will be handcuffed understand.” I nodded and followed my orders and climbed on to the bed and knelt by the cuffs and he strapped my hands up.

Then he shut the door and hung his coat on the back of the door. I watched him place the riding crop on a wheelie table and roll it close to the bed. On it was some toys that included things for pleasure, pain and teasing and what looked like for cutting.

My mind was racing now, was I going to be seriously hurt oh shit what had I done then he picked up the knife and brought it to me.

“Please don’t hurt me ….ummm…coffee fucking coffee!!” I screamed he stopped.

“I’m cutting off your clothes baby, the scissors have gone walk about sorry didn’t get time to go buy new ones. I swear I won’t hurt you. Are you okay to continue?” His arm was round me holding me as he looked deep into my eyes, they seemed to be soft beautiful blue, so deep and I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

“I’m sorry I panicked, yes okay …..Master.” As I breathed the last word, my master was back and the knife was under my shirt cutting away the fabric to expose my skin. The cold steel gently touched my skin sending a shiver up me. Then before long there I was knelt on the bed with my underwear on and the pieces of clothing were taken away, as well as the shoes much to my relief.

“So you come to my door, dressed in slut clothing and expecting a fuck out of this?” His voice was stern and loud. I wouldn’t answer.

He then knelt on the bed next to me and repeated the question close to my ear.

“Did you come here expected a fuck dirty little fuck slave? Is it cock you want?” I nodded gently.

Crack went the paddle on my already warmed ass cheek.

“You’re a fucking human, speak you’re not an animal or is that you want me to treat you like an animal.” His voice was angry and full of rage.

“No master I am not an animal, yes I want your cock sir please.” I sounded slightly emotional; my cheek was burning so hot.

“Well no cock for you, you have to earn it.” Then the cuffs dropped and my hands were now on the bed and kneeling in front of him and his cock.

“Suck it you dirty bitch, fucking suck it good.”

I opened my mouth wide and took his thick cock, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue, then holding my nose he forced his cock right to the back of my throat holding it there, I couldn’t breathe. Then I was allowed air through my nose. I breathed deep as I didn’t know when my next opportunity would come. I backed off away from his cock; my master was not happy.

“You dare back away and disobey me?” Smack! His hand went right across my face, my eyes stung, I was going to cry.

“Little whores who disobey get punished.” Smack! That hurt more.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, I whimpered a little. I felt so little in front of my master, my vision was blurry.

“Shh, Bella are you okay?” His hands cupped my face, and wiped my tears away. I nodded softly.

“But please sir, my face stings.” My master lowered his face to mine, and kissed my hot cheek. The kissing stopped with Master's thumb in my mouth forcing it wide open.

His cock was back in my mouth, more swollen this time my mouth was filled with his cock, I sucked and rolled it round my mouth. My tongue lapped at the pink bell end, and I gentle pushed my tongue bar into the tiny hole, and then sucked again to taste his salt.

I slid up and down his cock, taking it deeper down my throat with each stroke; I wanted to hear him come. I felt his hands scrunching my hair, pulling it hard and having his cock, held at the back of my throat. I was gagging and couldn’t pull away he released me to kiss me hard. I panted sucking air from his mouth to satisfy my need. His tongue was forced deep into my mouth, intertwined with mine. I loved the forced kissing, then he grabbed my hair ripping my head back and had his hand between my thighs furiously rubbing my already my soaked pussy, fingering my tight hole I moan softly feeling him deep in me.

I was coming close but I knew that wasn’t going to my time yet, and I was right my master then forced his fingers into my mouth, allowing me to taste my pussy and how wet I was.

“That’s it you dirty little bitch, see how wet I make you.” He hissed in my ear, then wrapping his hand round my throat squeezing tight as his other hand fucked my pussy hard, ramming two fingers in stretching me out then three, I let out a little scream when his fourth finger went in.

My master pushed me down from behind, head deep in the cushion with my ass in the air, feeling his fingers exploring my pussy lips and clit, my pussy was swollen and wet from all the finger fucking I had done to me now I felt something else.

I looked in the mirror to my right and saw master holding a big dildo, lubing up the huge rubber cock. He stared into the mirror at me my eyes curious on where the monster was going. I knew in a few seconds where this thing was going, sliding around my pussy lips, rubbing against my clit the waves flooding over my with each rub. I nearly fell forward off the bed as my little pussy was being stretched wide open with the dildo, I gasped unable to scream Biting the pillow was my only escape from the stretching. I loved this full feeling, gasping as it slid deep in and back out, hitting my g-spot. I felt an orgasm coming on again but I was going to let go. The whole evening build up had been immense. Master was now standing over me, still pumping the dildo in faster.

“I’m going to come!” My voice was breathless and broken

“I’m coming with you! Keep pumping that dildo in you fast and hard!” Master was still over me now his fingers were now in my ass, I screamed again, pumping hard as my master requested. I heard him groan as I felt his full length enter my ass, I fucked my pussy harder, I wasn’t long off my orgasm my legs were begging to weaken and my holes tighten.

“Bella you’re so fucking tight!” Master was pumping my little asshole hard, slapping my cheeks raw, faster and faster, it pushed me over the edge and my body erupted.

The ecstasy flowed over me; I pulled the dildo out and squirted all down my legs and feet. I willed my legs to hold up so my master could come, but he removed his cock from my ass. Roughly grabbing my arm twisting it I was on my back and he squirted over me. He groaned loud as he went up and down the shaft covering my body in sticky cum. Then he got off the bed and left the room. I couldn’t move I was covered in sweat, tears, lube and come. I was breathing hard still twitching from the orgasm, most incredible orgasm. But where was my master, I began to sit up shaking all over; I pulled the sheet round me.

“Hey baby girl.” My Master's voice soothed me and he took me in his arms and lifted me up. I felt almost broken; he kissed my forehead and took me into the bathroom. The tub was filled and huge enough for the two of us. He stepped in still holding me and sat down in the hot bath. I felt a slight sting on my slapped ass and my violated holes. I gripped him tighter as the pain hit then subsided.

“Bella, you were beautiful. You’re very beautiful. Will you stay tonight?” He held me tight and stroked my hair away from my face. I smiled at him and nodded leaning in we kissed again, and I began to feel him swelling again just beneath my pussy. Straddling him and still kissing gently I slipped slowly down his cock, I felt so tight round his fat cock.

“Oh master…” I was starting to ripple again from my previous orgasm, deep down and sliding up again, he softly sucked at my nipples as I rocked on him. His cock was touching my gspot again and my clit brushing on him. I was so sensitive now coming again, so was he now slamming up into my pussy.

Water was thrown everywhere; I came hard as his thrusts became deep and hard till he pulled me tight and filled me up. I felt his cock pump its load deep in me, empting his balls.

Looking deep into his eyes, we kissed again. I may have been marked and bruised but I felt nothing but love for my master and he whispered the same to me. I kissed him again slowly and softly, and he once gain started to swell up again into me….

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Comments(4)

Ianthomas
Posted 01 Feb 2012 15:28
a nicely described fantasy with enough doubt in it to make it feel more real than the norm
beinggood
Posted 27 Oct 2011 15:59
My master never slaps my face and that upset me, however there are those who want that..breathtaking story...ty a definite 5
SirM
Posted 17 Oct 2011 13:32
Great story! liked it very much
nazhinaz
Posted 13 Oct 2011 08:51
Another excellent slave master story. 5
 

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