Mias Verwirrung
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We had put out the ad through websites, newspapers, and word of mouth. It was a difficult one to fill, but we knew that we would find her, for there are always submissive girls out there looking to be owned.
It was frustrating to receive all the extraneous responses. The ones that said ?I’m 35, but I look and feel like a teenager!? or ?I’m a guy, but hey, your wife needs pleasure too!?. In the end, we had 3 applicants that fit the bill. We gave a preliminary phone interview to all three, but only one had a new feature that tipped us into acceptance. We invited her to our house for the final interview.
Nervously, I use the iron knocker to pound on the door. I consider running back down the steps, but I doubt I could make it down the long drive way before they answered the door.
?Hello?? I jump in surprise at the deep masculine voice. In front of me, a large man stands. He must be six and a half feet tall and weigh 250 pounds, none of it fat. He wears leather pants that do nothing to conceal the large bulge at his crotch, and nothing else. His chest is completely bare of any hair, along with his arms and face.
?Ahh, it’s you? he says, before I have a chance to get over my shock. ?Come with me? He turns and beckons me over his shoulder, leading me into the mansion.
?Take off your shoes, and unbutton that top button. Master and Mistress will be meeting you in the parlor?. He leads me into a small sitting room and I sit in a plush, high-armed chair. I nervously fold my hands in my lap. Maybe I should have just stayed at home, this is all so ridiculous.
But it’s too late now. They walk into the room together, holding hands. I am relieved to see their age and the wisdom in their eyes. The man is at least forty, though he is masculine and has aged well, with only slight amount of gray hair at his temples. The woman looks to be about thirty or thirty-five, and she is stunning, with the trademark long black hair of a dominatrix, the ones I see on the internet all the time.
The poor little thing looks nervous, but I don’t much care at the moment. The second I saw her, all thought (and blood) left my mind and went straight to my crotch. She is exactly what we asked for, with the extra bonus of large breasts (something we thought we’d never find in the kind of girl we were looking for).
?Hello there!? I saw warmly, and hold my hand out. She stands nervously, and I take in her full body. She is wearing a fitted, button up shirt, with all but the top button done up. I told Max to have her undo one more button, so she’s definitely modest. She’s wearing tight pants, as we requested, which show off her almost non-existent figure.
?Sit on down honey, and don’t be nervous!? Laurie states, prompting the girl to the chair she had been sitting in when we arrived. We sit down across from her and get straight to the interview.
?So you’re 18 years old and about to begin college in fall?? Laurie asks.
?Yes, Miss?
?And your name is Mia. A cute name, though you won’t be needing it often if you work for us.?
?Yes, Miss?
?Your application has a list of all your likes and dislikes, but would you mind reiterating them for us??
?Well, I haven’t tried out many of the things on my list, but you said in the ad that that’s the way you wanted it.? She paused here, nervous.
?Yes, that’s right, go on now.? Laurie prompted her.
?Ok, well, I like anal play, with beads and plugs and enemas and stuff. I also like chastity belts and orgasm denial?? at the word orgasm, her face turns a priceless red color, a blush filling her little baby face as she stutters over the word. She takes a deep breath, causing her 34D chest to heave upwards slightly. In the light, it’s barely visible that her nipples are completely erect. We told her to wear a non-padded bra, but it looks like even her bras without padding have thick material.
?Yes, go on, and don’t be afraid to use dirty words. You’ll be using them a lot when we are ramming large dildos and penises into you from all directions.? Laurie says with a small smirk on her face. I can tell she relishes the fear that is in the young girl.
?Yes, well, I also like large penises. Very large, actually. I wouldn’t mind trying bestiality, and orgasm denial is also really hot. Also, I think that wearing plugs and short skirts in public and embarrassing tasks like that is kind of erotic, but I’ve never actually tried it before.? The last sentence comes out in a rush, and she looks down at the ground as she clasps her hands together.
?Well, that’s very interesting.? I say encouragingly. ?Now what things don’t you like??
?I, um, I don’t like eating bodily stuff. Like, I’ll swallow when I give you oral sex, but I don’t like to eat poop or pee or blood.?
?Completely understandable? I murmur.
?Yeah, and I guess I don’t really like being bloodied. Canings and whippings are ok, but I don’t like it to progress to blood. Also, public humiliation, in front of random people or people I know, isn’t that hot for me. I’ll do stuff for your friends, but strangers are kind of scary.? She looks at me and I nod encouragingly to her.
?I’m not really into electric play either, but that’s about it?? She trails off here, looking under her thick lashes at us. Her nervousness is almost endearing, and I feel a paternal instinct creeping in on me. I shake it off.
?Ok, then I say we get to the inspection!? I say briskly. I see Laurie lick her lips from the corner of my eye. ?Please strip to your underwear.? I instruct.
She fumbles with the buttons a few moments before sliding the shirt off of her shoulders. Underneath the shirt she wears a light pink bra with a little bit of lace. Very feminine and youthful, just the way we asked. Her cleavage is amazing, and her tummy is toned yet soft looking. She turns away from us and bends down to pull of her jeans. Her ass is mouth-watering, the perfect bubble butt cheeks with tiny thighs and delicate legs. The lacy pink boyshorts hug the curvature and I feel my cock straining at the zipper of my pants. She quickly folds her clothes and then stands in front of us, her arms held awkwardly behind her.
?When presenting for us, you always have your hands behind your head? says Laurie, her eyes gleaming. I can tell I’m going to need to exercise some control over her while Mia is in training, or else she might do something to the find girl before we’ve had a chance to enjoy her.
The girl hastily lifts her arms up and holds them behind her head. This thrusts out the perfect breasts to us. We look over her gorgeous figure, the almost-but-not-quite narrow hips, the perfect long legs, the large breasts on the thin torso. She’s perfectly skinny, with her ribs just poking into her sides with her arms lifted over her head.
Laurie walks over to her and starts poking and prodding, testing skin softness and hair growth.
?I can see the beginning of some stubble on your legs and underarms. We can have that fixed. Your bikini area and mustache as well.? She takes a hand and lifts a perfect asscheek through the underwear. I can see the saliva gather in the corners of her mouth as she feels the firmness of the young muscle. She steps away and her lips quiver as she gives the sacred order.
?Strip.?
The girl nervously pulls the underwear down, revealing a well-trimmed bush over her perfect, pouty lips. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground. My stomach drops as I watch her breasts stay completely still, in perfect form. With breasts that large, I had been expecting some sag, or a huge puffy nipple, or some small consequence to pay for their otherwise perfection. But no. They have light pink nipples that stick up about a quarter inch, begging to be clamped in their perfect circular shape. There is no crease under her breasts, they stand on her chest exactly like they would had she been wearing a bra.
I step around and spread her asscheeks. I expected to see the dark brown staining so typical in all humans, despite the external cleansing we had expected of her. Instead, I am greeted by a perfect pink little star, creased and flaring a bit at the cold air rushing over it.
I step away and look at her, moaning inwardly. Standing at 5’4? and weighing 102 pounds, she is a little sprite, representing an anime character with her full breasts, taught stomach and long legs. I never thought I’d see perfection in a girl, but this came pretty close.
?Please sit down again.? I say it like a question, but we all know it’s a command. She obeys quickly, sitting naked with her hands on her lap.
?So what exactly is your plan with interviewing for this, let’s say, position??
?Well, Sir, I begin college in the fall, and I’ve always wanted to try slavery because it’s always been a turn on to me.? She looks at me bashfully before continuing, her strawberry blonde hair almost falling over her face. ?Also, I received a scholarship for college, but not for room and board. I thought I’d ask you guys if I could possibly continue the position while I took classes. I’m only taking two.?
?And what would those be?? I ask with raised eyebrows.
?Accounting and Secretarial skills. I figured you might need a secretary if you let me come on.? She looks at me with a mixture of embarrassment and wistfulness.
?That was risky. And what if we decide we don’t want you?? I ask. Her eyes widen.
?Well, I guess I’d start a job search and try to pay for my board at college.? She mumbled. It was exactly what I wanted to hear.
?Ok, starting today, you are our slave. We will go over the rules once with you, and after that, you must remember them on your own. Tomorrow, you will have a doctors appointment and fitting for all of your toys. I expect all of your affairs to be straightened by then. If you are terminating your apartment lease early, we will pay any fees or for the rest of the lease. Do you understand??
?Yes Sir!? She almost yells with her enthusiasm. A youthful glow of excitement fills her face and I feel my loins stir once more.
?Ok. Rule 1, you call me Master, and my lovely wife here Mistress, at all times. Other male dominants are Sir and female dominants are Miss. You will never have need to call another slave by any name. Rule 2, you are not to orgasm at any time without permission. Rule 3, you wear only clothing that we put on you, and you do not change the state of any of your clothing at any time. Rule 4, you are not to masturbate in any manner whatsoever. Rule 5, you follow any and all instructions given to you by anyone but a fellow slave. Rule 6, any of these rules can be changed or modified, and we can add or remove any rules at any time we feel like it. Do you understand??
She nods solemnly, her little eyebrows scrunched in concentration over her soft, baby blue eyes.
?Now, come and bend over this table.? I point her to the little coffee table in between the sofa where we sit and her chair. She has to bend down low to get her hands on it’s surface, so her asscheeks are spread wide, with her anus open for our viewing pleasure. I spit on it and push a finger in to lubricate it. I then notice that her cunt is so wet it’s dripping, and I run my finger through the soft moistness.
?This is good, slut.? I say and put my finger to her mouth. She opens her mouth and sucks it, curling her petite tongue over my finger to get all the juices off. I pull my finger out and use the juices to lubricate her ass, then I push in a tiny jeweled plug. She gives a little gasp and shakes, but otherwise doesn’t move.
?This is just to mark you as ours, do not remove it before coming in tomorrow, even if you feel the need to empty your bowels. Just hold it.?
She nods a yes from her awkward stance, not speaking.
?In addition, you will not be wearing your bra when you leave today. That should give you an exciting subway ride home? I smirk, thinking of the tightness of her shirt and the New York subway she’ll have to ride to get back to wherever she came from.
We see her out the door, waving her bra much like a handkerchief as she walks, shoulders hunched, down the long driveway. We know we have an exciting time in store for us.
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