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Meeting Her Master
by Slave Kimura (address withheld by master's decree)
***
A shy young college girl meets the unexpected Master of
her dreams when she gathers her courage and meets the
man behind the online name that has fueled her desires
for BDSM. (Mdom/F, 1st, bd, dream)
***
Marilyn was a student at a local university and had
long held her secret fantasies within herself. Months
before she'd discovered a website where she could play
out the life of her dreams a few hours at a time in the
campus computer lab.
She often chose a corner table so others would not see
over her shoulder. Only 20 at first, Marilyn still had
the sweet baby face of a teenager which she sometimes
saw as a curse. She dreaded the day she turned 21 and
would be asked for ID and likely chased out of a bar or
liquor store.
It was online that she met Master L. Master L seemed to
be such a kind man, intelligent and well spoken. He
informed her that he was older than she was, but
Marilyn saw no reason to let this bother her. Their
online games often left her wet and dying for release
in her apartment afterwards. One day, Master L told her
to go to a shop and purchase toys for her release.
Marilyn was embarrassed, but motivated by Master L and
did as he suggested. She purchased several things, an 8
inch vibrator with a realistic shape, a 4 inch anal
plug, and a lovely little device that would suction
onto her clit and vibrate at different speeds with the
click of a button.
Using these, she would often picture what she imagined
Master L looked like, dreaming that she was bound by
him while he used these things on her body.
Her shame though was that she was no where near as
beautiful as the woman she used for her avatar in the
online chat room. She was short and a little plump. She
wore glasses to read and thought that her hair, while a
lovely shade of reddish brown and naturally wavy, was
atrocious. Master L used only a picture of a mask and
wrist shackles.
When he had asked for a real picture, she had been too
shy to send him one and politely said no. He had kindly
responded that he understood and that until he saw the
real her, she would not see the real him.
Time passed and Marilyn found that the idea of normal
sex just no longer appealed to her. She could barely
get herself off anymore she longed to be bound for real
so much. So when Master L asked to meet her in person
in a private club, Marilyn was scared, but eagerly
replied that she would.
Master L was delighted, soon he would see the girl he
had been cultivating for months. He sent her detailed
instructions on how to reach the club and warned her
that it was unlike anywhere she'd ever been before.
Master L also instructed her on what to wear. Marilyn
was a little embarrassed but secretly thrilled when he
instructed her to dress as a schoolgirl when she came
to the club.
"This way I will know you right away and not have to
guess."
"But Master L, how will I know you?" Marilyn asked.
"You will know when I tell you what color panties you
are wearing." he replied. "When you arrive, look around
the place. Mind your manners, address everyone as Sir
or Ma'am. When you are ready to meet Me, go to the bar
and order a Shirley Temple. Others might order it, but
you'll likely be the only schoolgirl there who orders
it that night."
Marilyn agreed and began counting the days until
Saturday night when she would finally meet the Master
of her dreams...
Part 2-----
Master L, whose real name was Leonard, felt antsy. He
was 32 years old and wondered if this 21 year old
student was real at all. He hoped so and too began
counting the days until she would come to the club.
Friday night, he sent her a message to make sure she
was going to come. She replied of course, that she
couldn't wait and he felt a sense of quiet triumph. The
sad thing is that he would be working. Leonard called a
co-worker and made arrangements. His fellow bartender,
a lovely older woman named Margaret readily agreed to
take up the slack on Saturday night in order for him to
meet and hopefully acquire his first real pet.
Saturday afternoon approached and Leonard found himself
feeling anxious. He dressed his best, in dark cargo
pants, he did love the pockets for all the things he
might need. A clean white t-shirt that framed his chest
and shoulders well, the awkward bookworm's slight beer
belly was covered with a black bowling style shirt with
flames coming up from the hem and an image of his
favorite pin up model Bettie Page on the back in a
leopard print bathing suit. He carefully groomed his
mustache and goatee into shape and shaved every other
trace of hair from his face.
He had to wear glasses for his vision was poor without
them and the thin black frames he worried made him look
old. Not to mention the few gray hairs he was starting
to get in his goatee and at his temples.
He arrived at the club before it opened and cleared his
throat when he saw Margaret. Margaret beamed from ear
to ear when she saw him, "Oh Leonard, you look so
handsome!" she said and gave him a brief hug.
"Margaret, c'mon. Don't lie." He narrowed his cool icy
blue eyes at her from behind his glasses.
Margaret touched his hair lightly, she stool a cool 5'
11" over his own 5' 8". "You look fine, and I know you
Leo. I've seen you with the pets here, they trust you
and admire you. I'm sure this girl will find herself
very lucky."
Leonard rolled his eyes and shook his head, "this is
going to be a disaster."
Margaret slapped him and frowned, she was a Domme from
the old days and didn't take such things for answers,
"Leo, dammit, if you're going to chicken out, I will
see to it that you are bound in the dungeon next week
and let all the bitchy Dommes take their turns whipping
the shit out of you."
Leonard frowned at her, he knew she meant business. "I
won't chicken out."
Margaret looked down at him and raised an eyebrow,
"You've been playing Dom on that site for 2 years now,
and finally hook a fish that's close enough to you to
actually meet. I won't let you blow it."
Leonard managed a smile, true, he'd learned how to
Dominate women here and online. He was trusted here and
was often allowed to play with other Master's pets from
time to time. They usually enjoyed his attentions,
surely if this girl was truly ripe and ready, she would
too.
"You're right Margaret. I'll be fine. When she comes, I
want you to take care of her if you're not busy. Oh and
ask her to wear this.." He hands Margaret a simple
blind fold. "Then tell her someone will escort her to a
private room where she will meet Master L."
Margaret tucked the blindfold in her apron and smiled.
"As you wish, Master L. Now let's get ready for the
doors to open."
part 3------------------------------
Marilyn dressed in a short plaid school girl style
skirt with knee high white socks and black flat Mary
Jane shoes. She styled her hair up into two thick
ponytails, her freshly washed hair began to dry into
thick doll like curls with the help of a smooth in
conditioner. She had taken the time to shave
everywhere. And slipped on a pair of lavender panties
that would match the lavender bra she had purchased. A
button down white shirt with a sharp collar wasn't
quite thick enough to cover the color of the
undergarment, it made a dark silhouette under the
shirt. She added a prim soft gray sweater to cover up a
little more.
She looked at herself in the mirror and for a moment
thought how utterly silly she looked, her soft tummy
and too large ass looked horrible in the outfit, but
with a sigh she made herself smile. This was what he
wanted her to wear, and he'd said once that he disliked
skinny women. Marilyn hoped that her curves would not
be too much for him.
She hurried to her car in the parking garage, trying
not to be seen by her neighbors in this outfit. She
made it to her car and slipped her glasses on, checking
her makeup in the mirror she let out a nervous sigh and
drove to the club with the directions Master L had
given her.
She entered the club, as a first timer, the doorman
offered her a ribbon to loop around her wrist.
"It means its your first time here. You can wear it if
you like, you will be welcome here of course, the
ribbon will only make it easy to see at a glance that
you are to be treated with care."
Marilyn shook her head, "No thank you Sir. I'm meeting
someone tonight. I don't think I'll need it."
The doorman nodded with a gentle smile and ushered her
thru the door, "Have a pleasant evening little one." he
gave her a gentle pat on the ass that made her blush
brightly and smile as she entered the first large room.
Music played at a nice volume, masking conversations
going on into a low mumble. She saw couples,
threesomes, groups of people all talking. She saw women
dressed in evening gowns with long gloves, in black
leather pants and bustiers, some in only their
underwear and one or two in nothing at all. There were
a couple of other school girls there and she flushed,
what if Master L mistook one of them for her?
A Man approached her as she walked in, he was young,
handsome, tall with rich brown eyes and an easy smile.
"Hello there young lady, I'm Robert, could I buy you a
drink?" he offered his hand.
Marilyn shook her head with a blush, "No thank you
Sir... I'm meeting someone tonight." she didn't shake
hands.
Robert took her hand gently and raised it to kiss the
back of it. Marilyn was amazed, she never got attention
like this from good looking men outside. "How do you
know it's not me?" he asked with a wink.
She blushed again and laughed softly, "Because I just
know, but thank you Robert, for making me feel
welcome."
He nodded and released her hand, "Ah well, perhaps
another time if you come back eh? Have a nice night,
and good luck young lady." he walked away.
Leonard's breath caught as he sat a drink down on the
bar. He saw her as Robert walked away, a terrible
womanizer, of course Robert would descend like a bird
of prey on anyone who looked young and new. Leonard
fought not to frown as a sense of monstrous jealousy
overtook him for a moment that was her. It had to be,
the outfit was perfect, the ponytails, the glasses, the
soft curves and pale legs in those cute as a button
knee socks. His girl was here. He glanced at Margaret
and nodded toward her with a little smile. Margaret
raised her eyebrows, the girl might be considered a
little plain outside, but here with such an adorable
outfit and that pretty doll curled hair and the rosy
blush on her cheeks even Margaret thought the girl was
lovely.
Marilyn made her way thru the room, glancing here and
there as she tried to pick Master L from the crowd.
What if he hadn't come at all? She heard moans and the
sound of something smacking flesh from a curtained room
to her left and jumped, bumping into a scantily clad
girl wearing a thick black collar who was carrying a
glass of wine. The girl gasped and made sure not to
spill a drop.
"Oh! I'm so sorry." Marilyn turned and steadied the
girl. The girl slowly smiled and nodded.
"it is quite alright Ma'am." she then whispered and
leaned in a little, "you're new to this aren't you?"
Marilyn nodded and the girl continued in a soft voice,
"you'll be fine, everyone here knows that no means no,
until you go in one of those."
She gestured at the many curtained doorways, "then it
gets really fun." the girl in the collar winked and
then continued on her way. Marilyn turned to watch the
girl walk, she was so graceful as she delivered the
glass to an older gentleman, getting on her knees when
she reached the table. The older man patted her head
gently and stroked her face and spoke quietly to her.
Marilyn was in awe, that girl was a slave or a pet by
the looks of it. It made Marilyn feel a little more
bold and she knew it was time. She made her way to the
bar and found an empty seat near the lady bartender.
the Man at the other end of the bar had been watching
her, she'd seen him like many others there and it made
her nervous to feel his eyes on her like that.
"I'd like a Shirley Temple please." Marilyn asked.
The bartender lady smiled and nodded, "Ah, I was
wondering when you'd be here. I'm Miss Margaret, when
you're ready, let me know. Master L is here waiting for
you."
Marilyn felt a little thrill and smiled, "thank you
Miss Margaret." she sipped at the drink and made a
little face. She looked the crowd over again, wondering
where he was, what he was doing...then she couldn't
stand it anymore and looked to Margaret. "I'm ready.."
Margaret gestured for her to turn around on the stool
and looped a blindfold over her eyes. "Someone will be
here in a moment to take you to him."
Leonard saw Margaret put the blindfold on the girl and
smiled. A couple of regulars saw this and grinned as
Leonard ducked behind the bar. Quiet conversation had
been going around that Leonard was finally going to get
his own pet tonight and now a girl had come to the bar
and been blindfolded!
Marilyn felt scared again as she waited. Leonard
gestured to a friend with a nod and a wink, feeling
more confident as he saw her squirm on the stool.
"Take her to room 10." Leonard whispered and ducked
down the hall.
A man's hands gently touched her arms and eased her off
the stool, "Welcome to the club young lady, you're
wanted in room 10. Don't worry, I'll lead you."
Marilyn nodded, breathless and her mouth had gone dry.
"okay Sir." she said as he lead her down the hall, she
heard a door open.
"He's waiting inside." the man at her elbow said. It
was the older gentleman who's pet she had bumped into,
but Marilyn didn't know that, she only smelled his
cologne as he ushered her inside and closed the door
behind her.
Marilyn reached up for the blindfold and felt hands on
hers.
"Master L?" she asked.
"Of course." Leonard said, his voice had a gravely
touch to it and Marilyn could smell him.
"Then what color panties am I wearing?" she asked
blushing.
Such a smart girl, Leonard chuckled, "If you followed
my instructions they are lavender."
Marilyn relaxed and smiled, "I was worried, "
Leonard pulled her forward and gently sat her in a
chair. "Nothing to be worried about little Mary, I am
going to give you everything you wanted, but first,
will you be My pet and wear a collar to show it?"
Marilyn swallowed hard an nodded, his voice was a
little rough, but so soothing and his hands were
gentle. "Yes."
Leonard walked behind the chair and took out the
special collar he had picked for her, she'd said her
favorite color was purple so he had found a sub collar
that was suede on the inside to be soft on her skin and
it was purple dyed leather. "Yes what?" he asked near
her ear.
"Yes Master." she replied and felt the soft leather
collar come around her neck, she tensed when she felt
it buckled behind her head and squirmed. "Can I see you
now? please? you've seen me.."
Leonard came around and stroked her face gently, "I
have, and you are so beautiful Mary, tell me your real
name and I will take off the blindfold."
"Marilyn..." she murmured and clasped her hands in her
lap. She felt the blindfold untied and opened her eyes.
She was in a dimly lit room, it was furnished with a
soft red sofa, a large black wooden X frame stood in
one corner, to one side was a wide bench with straps
attached to it. flogs, paddles, whips, gags and other
assorted things hung from hooks on the wall. She gasped
and shivered at the sight and then heard the footsteps
behind her. She touched the collar at her neck and
whimpered, a little afraid again, then he came into
view.
It was the male bartender, looking up at him from the
chair where she sat, she took him in. He wasn't all
that tall, and he had a rounded belly, a slightly
bookish look to him with the glasses and touch of gray
hair here and there. She felt so relieved in a way, no
wonder he had been watching her since she'd come in the
door.
Leonard just looked at her and saw her posture relax a
little, oh she was lovely and young, so innocent it
made his cock jump just to look at her and then she
smiled at him. A soft shy little smile that made
dimples crease her cheeks and her eyes shine behind the
dark metal framed glasses that perched on her nose.
He stepped forward and took her hands, "come My pet, "
he pulled her up from the chair and ran his hands over
her shoulders, "My name is Leonard, but you will always
call me Master or Sir. do you understand?"
She nodded, "Yes Master, I understand."
Leonard stood back then, "I have taught you many things
online pet, now I want you to show me what you
remember. It's just you and I here now, just like in
our own little world on the computer. Take off the
sweater pet and hang it on the chair, then come to me
like you've been told."
He walked back and sat on the sofa to watch her. His
new pet, shrugged off her sweater with a slight blush
and hung it on the chair, then dropped to her knees and
crawled to him across the floor. She rested her head
against his knee for a moment, then knelt back on her
heels and placed her hands on her knees, tilting her
chin up toward him but lowering her eyes.
Leonard was immediately pleased but noticed a drop of
moisture come from the corner of one of her eyes. The
single little tear made him shiver and growl a little.
He watched her shudder at the sound and remembered how
sweet she had seemed online, how bashful and
responsive. This was now real and her heart must be
racing.
Marilyn didn't know why she had shed that tear,
nervousness, she had said she was His before she'd even
seen his face. She barely knew him, what if this had
all been a trap and he was not as kind as he'd seemed?
How foolish was she to now be obeying the commands of a
stranger?
"You will not use I, or Me anymore. You are a pet and
will refer to yourself as such when you are in my
presence. You may walk when you are out in the club,
but in here you will crawl unless I tell you
differently. You will speak only after I speak. If
anyone asks to play with you out there, you will
politely direct them to Me. If you do not wish to play
with them, a simple shake of your head will tell me no.
If you wish to obey the request simply raise your eyes
and smile at me and I will know you do not object. Do
you understand these things pet?"
Marilyn nodded and replied in a shaky little voice,
"Yes Master."
Leonard soothed his fingers thru her thick curls and
rumbled, pleased with her and her posture. She must
have been practicing at home alone all these months.
"for now, we will keep our games in here until I
determine you are ready to go outside. give me your
hands."
Marilyn lifted her hands and placed them in his lap, it
occurred to her that she had never asked how big he
was. He had specified she should buy an 8 inch long
vibrator... she wondered and stole a glance up at him.
"I saw that pet, eyes down." he said sternly and placed
black leather cuffs around each of her wrists. "Now
stand and strip your upper body pet."
Marilyn stood and gulped, she removed her shirt and
felt a sharp tinge of embarrassment when her soft tummy
was exposed. She hung it on the chair and then removed
her bra, her full C cup breasts now were free and her
rosy brown nipples began to harden a little in the cool
air and under his gaze. She was embarrassed and yet
excited that he was looking at her like this.
Leonard rose from the couch and approached her. Marilyn
wanted to cover herself, but knew better. She stood
with her hands at her sides and kept her eyes lowered.
Leonard's hands felt warm when he reached out and
cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushed over her nipples
and she let out a shaky sigh.
"My sweet little pet, how many times have you dreamed
of Me doing this?"
"P-pet has lost count M-master," she stammered and
squirmed on her feet.
"mmm... I love to hear that. Now, come with me." He
took her hands and led her to the side, a hook hung
down from the ceiling. "Stand here and raise your
arms."
Marilyn looked up as she raised her arms and saw the
hook, she shivered again and felt wetness start between
her thighs. Leonard looped a chain over the hook and
latched it to the cuffs on her hands, it kept her arms
raised high over her head. He pulled her ponytails thru
so he could see them from the front and stroked her
face again. "Are you scared pet?"
"A l-little Master.." she nodded, afraid to look at his
face again yet.
"You can look at me now, I want you to look at me once
I speak to you. I want to see those lovely eyes of
yours.."
Marilyn blushed and looked at him, his eyes were such a
cold blue color and yet they twinkled with a warmth,
"thank you Master." she said, feeling for the first
time the same thrill in her heart that she'd often
experienced sitting in her chair and reading his words
on the screen.
Leonard circled her, as he put on a pair of soft black
leather gloves, he trailed his leather clad fingers
over her skin. "now, you must choose a safeword. A
signal, so that if anything I do makes you feel too
uncomfortable I will know when to stop."
Marilyn nodded and had been expecting this, "Brick."
Leonard smiled, "very good, and if you are gagged, I
would like you to tap, clap or pat your foot 3 times.
Understand?"
Marilyn nodded again, closing her eyes as his hands
trailed around her waist and his fingers found the
zipper of her skirt. Her breath caught as he unzipped
her skirt and pushed it down to her ankles. He remained
there crouched in front of her and looked up. "For now,
no talking. You may make sounds, but do not speak
unless it is to say your word. I want to give you what
it is you desire little pet.."
Marilyn whimpered a bit and Leonard ran his hands over
her legs, a little thick in the thighs but with
beautiful calves. She shifted on her toes and he gave
her a swift slap on the ass. "Don't move."
Marilyn let out a little cry of surprise but grew
still. She shivered with anticipation as he slowly
removed her panties and leaned in to brush his face
against her shaved pussy. "oh pet, you have no idea how
much you've pleased me so far." he murmured and she
blushed brightly letting out a tiny moan.
Leonard loved hearing her for the first time and rose
to walk to the wall where lengths of rope were stored
in a chest behind the sofa. He admired her posture
hanging there by her hands, her body was clean and
unmarked. He had a moment where he wondered how she
would react to his... Then he carried the soft red rope
over and stood before her. "I'm going to bind your
breasts pet, that is some thing we have discussed
before."
Marilyn nodded and watched him with her innocent eyes
as he began to wind the rope around her breasts and
behind her neck. Each breast was carefully supported by
his hands as he wound the rope around them until they
jutted out beautifully. Now this he could not resist
and leaned in to lick at her nipples, bringing a gasp
from his pet. Her breasts would soon grow pink and then
a shade of red in this style of bondage and Leonard
couldn't wait to see. Her gasps and little sounds were
so sweet though, he sucked one nipple into his mouth
and rolled his tongue over it. Delighted at how she
squirmed and moaned eagerly. He raised his head and
gave each breast a light slap making them jiggle and
his pet squirm.
More of the red rope crossed her stomach and went
around her waist. He crouched again, slipping off her
shoes and wrapping another pair of leather cuffs around
her ankles. She whimpered again, and he patted her leg,
"shhh," Marilyn didn't know what he was doing and it
scared her a little, but she didn't want him to stop
yet, she could feel the warmth between her legs
starting to grow.
He lifted her legs then and put them over his
shoulders, pulling her pussy toward his face. She
smelled young and clean and ripe, his tongue probed
between her bare lips and she jerked with a surprised
sound like a scream bitten in half. Music, sweet music,
Leonard thought as he probed deeper with his tongue,
tasting her, that thrill of power came with knowing
that he could do anything he wanted with her until she
spoke the safeword.
Marilyn squirmed and panted for breath as his tongue
worked on her pussy, god it felt so good, she felt
helpless bound and hanging like this and it only added
to her pleasure. Never had oral sex felt so good! She
moaned softly and quivered above him. Leonard stopped
and eased her legs down again, then stood to watch her
whimper and twist toward him, her eyes, that lovely
young body wanted more from him and now was the time to
see how much.
He removed his outer shirt and circled behind her,
stripping to his boxers. His own body bore the scars of
an abusive trainer. A woman who had taken far too much
delight in his pain, she had told him to be a proper
Master he had to know what it was to be a slave. Long
ago he had vowed never to do such things to any pet or
slave of his own. Whip marks, small burns, old cuts had
all healed to pinkish white marks on his back, upper
arms and chest. Some women found him scary because of
them, now he would see what his pet thought.
Marilyn heard the rustling behind her and wanted to
turn to see, but was afraid to do so. Then he came to
stand in front of her again and her eyes went wide at
the sight of him. Those scars, where had they come
from?...would he want to mark her like that as well?
she had never asked and she panted, scared, but kept
her mouth shut.
Leonard saw her reaction and frowned at first, but then
realized that she hadn't spoken a word. No safeword, no
revulsion, only panting and a touch of fear in her
eyes. God she was perfect. He reached out and grasped
her now pink breasts, fondling them as he spoke to her.
"a little bit of fear is a good thing, pet. it means
you will behave."
Marilyn moaned at his touch, she couldn't help it, her
breasts felt tight and each touch made them feel alive,
made them ache. She did not speak, but only watched
him. He ran his hands up her arms and brought the chain
down from the hook. He led her to the sofa and stopped
her in front of it. He unfastened the chain from her
wrists but left the slip hooks attached to the cuffs.
"You are not built for arm-binders pet, so this will
have to do.." He clicked the cuffs to the rope that
criss-crossed her body behind her back.
She tugged at her wrists a little and turned her head
to try to look at him with a little whimper. "I love it
when you whimper pet.." he rumbled next to her ear and
pushed her down gently to her knees in front of the
couch, then came to stand in front of her and sat down
caressing her face and parting her lips with his
thumbs.
"Let's see how well that mouth of yours can do other
things..."
She squirmed and watched as he raised his hips and
removed his boxers, a thick 8 inch cock jutted up
before her eyes and she gasped out a little moan. She
looked up at him and licked her lips nervously. Leonard
put a hand to the back of her head and pulled her
forward, she rose on her knees a bit more and took the
head of his cock in her mouth without a word or sound
of protest.
It was just like the one she had bought, almost, except
it was warm and throbbed in her mouth as she wrapped
her tongue around the underside and started to suck,
gentle and slow at first, bobbing her head along the
length with his hand to guide her. Leonard groaned with
pleasure and after a few minutes started to lift his
hips under her, pushing his cock farther into her
mouth. She twisted a little and murmured a moan around
a mouthful of his cock, but there were no taps, no
claps of her hands. He pulled her head down more,
guiding her to go faster. She began to suck harder.
Marilyn had never felt such a thrill like this before,
she knew she couldn't get away unless she tapped and
didn't want to. So her Master was not the best looking
man she'd ever seen, his touch was gentle and he
thought she was beautiful!
Leonard could take no more of this, after months of
dreaming of sinking his cock into a fresh pet's pussy,
he growled and pulled her head away from his cock by
her thick ponytails. "enough pet, Master wants to sink
his cock straight into that pretty bald pussy.." he
leaned down and finally kissed her suck swollen lips.
Marilyn moaned and kissed him back hungrily, parting
her lips eagerly under his.
Her tight breasts brushed against his legs and she
squirmed.
Leonard pulled her lips away from his and stood,
pulling her up by her hair and her shoulder. He was
filled with desire and lust for his fresh pet, the way
she only whimpered and moaned, following his
instructions not to speak so well. He led her to the
low wide table and helped her up onto it. She knelt
there watching him as he pulled a wedge pillow from
under the sofa. He placed it in front of her, then
turned her and laid her back on the table. "good pet, "
he rumbled with a smile as he hooked her ankles to the
table. Her arms still locked behind her back and the
wedge pillow lifting her hips up toward him, Marilyn
watched over her tight swollen breasts as he came to
her, she saw with relief that he wore a condom.
Leonard guided the head of his cock to the sweet hot
bald pussy waiting for him, watching her face as he
pushed into her with a swift firm stroke. He is
rewarded as her eyes slide shut for a moment, her mouth
open in a gasp, then she moans and opens her eyes again
to look up at him. God, she was tight and wet as he
could have wished, holding her hips he started to find
a rhythm that soon had her moaning like an accomplished
slave.
Marilyn felt she could die happy, bound and fucked like
she'd dreamed and his cock felt so right and so oh god!
Her tight breasts bounced with each stroke and she
began to writhe, panting and moaning for breath, he'd
told her to ask for permission to cum online, but here
would she be allowed to talk? She whimpered loudly and
Leonard growled back. She sounded so gorgeous when she
did that, then he smiled. slowing just a little.
"You have my permission to cum pet, this time without
asking." He said and pulled almost entirely out of her,
then plunged in hard and swift, fucking her harder and
faster until she suddenly screamed, bucking her hips up
against him, he could feel her pussy clench around him
as she came. Just a little more, god she was milking at
him, so tight and the sound of her scream had just
revved his heart up to the point it felt like it would
explode. He dug his fingers into her hips and slammed
his cock into her, again, again, again until he burst
with a groan, spurting the condom full of seed.
Marilyn lay there, gasping for breath, sighing, feeling
more relaxed than she had in days. She smiles up at
him. Leonard pulls away slowly and down from the table.
He walks around to kiss her again, pulling the pillow
from beneath her, he sits her up without ever breaking
the kiss. Marilyn twists and whimpers, kissing him
back.
He breaks the kiss and frees her ankles.
Leonard frees her hands and pulls her hands up around
his neck and scoops her up off of the table. "You can
speak freely now pet." he said.
"That was even better than I had ever dreamed, you're
wonderful Master." she replied with a soft smile.
"So are you my sweet pet." Leonard smiled and set her
down on the couch, then started to remove the red rope
bindings. He kissed at her tight swollen breasts and
sucked at each of her nipples again. "Stay right here."
he instructed as he walked to the chest and put the
rope away. It had left such perfect markings on her
skin. Marilyn remained there patiently, perfectly
still, watching him when he was in view, she found
herself feeling warm and safe here. Sure that her
Master would take care of her.
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Some time after they had vanished together, Margaret
heard the door open down the hall. Leonard and his
blushing new pet emerged. She was flushed and still in
her stockings, but shoeless. Her skirt and shirt were
on again, but her shirt was unbuttoned. She wore a
collar and Margaret beamed. Leonard was dressed to work
at the bar again, though his shirt was unbuttoned too.
"Congratulations Leonard." she smiled at him.
"Margaret, this is my pet Marilyn." Leonard ushered
Marilyn up onto a stool at the bar.
"and congratulations to you too Marilyn, lucky girl to
have our Leonard for a Master." Margaret said.
Marilyn looked at Leonard and blushed with a big smile,
"oh yes, a very lucky girl indeed."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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