Joerg IsebrandChapter 21 How Joerg Isebrand Meets the Noble Barbara
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7. Veneration
A few days after our memorable date in the bar Parisian Marais, my Master
summoned me to him to our next session to come, namely that i had to go
to his house, he lived in the Montmartre district where he had a nice
apartment. The carnal date was set at 8 p.m.
Regarding the outfits, he hadn't formulated anything specific, except
that i had to be dressed in a bourgeois style, good chic good kind for
the top and very sexy for the lingerie, scented, made up , jewelry. My
sub necklace that he had given me and that i had to wear now in all
circumstances. For the tops, i opted for a suit, skirt below the knees
with a slit on the side, a pink blouse in transparent tulle and Louboutin
pumps with high heels. For underwear, self-fixing black stockings, a
thong and pink bra-straightens breasts to leave my nipples free. I took
care to remove ?pilate completely and do several enemas.
At the appointed time, i drove to his house. He greeted me with a long
kiss on the mouth, offered me a glass of champagne, sitting on the
comfortable sofa in the living room.
Following my request to become his submissive bitch, he asked me if i
accepted that he should educate me according to his own principles, I
replied, "Yes Master!"
Without a shadow of hesitation. Where my limits were? I did not know it,
I knew, at that moment that i could trust him, in the manner of his deep
glance which fixed me intensely with love.
"Very well, you know why you are here! You have a lot to learn, don't
you? Well, from today I will tame you and educate you, I will take
possession of my kingdom which is your body and penetrate the eye of the
flesh which is your anal pussy."
He asked me to undress and stay with my heels and my underwear. Then he
began to undress quickly and presented himself naked in front of me and i
watched him. He was beautiful, massive but admirably preserved. Dark
skin, evenly tanned skin. An incipient baldness and hair pepper and
salts. Significant hairiness, on the chest, lower abdomen and more
scattered on the rest of the body.
I could not take my eyes off his cock who sprang like a brown and red
column of thick thicket of black hair. I admired him. He was satisfied
that i saw him, naked, his rod full, heavy and heavy, I was thrilled.
I knew he could had his cock hard and tense for me. He liked to show me
his virility and his power. Besides, i had often heard him boast of his
excellent physical form, of his body which he maintained in the light of
my weakness, my absence of muscles, my frail and smooth body and my
little penis.
There was no ambiguity between us in terms of roles and genres, we knew
how to distinguish who was the man and who was the woman.
He sat on the armchair, languid, watching me with a cigar in his hand
(his cute sin) and on the other the leash which linked me to him. He
pulled on the leash to bring me to his feet.
"What are you waiting for bitch?"
I put a few cushions on the floor at his feet and knelt down.
I began to caress, with my hands, his hairy chest, before letting my
mouth and my tongue take over to give him kisses and sucks all over his
body, carefully avoiding his lower abdomen cock.
But i did not forget to honor his anus spreading his legs, of course he
rocked a little on the chair for me better show his hairy ass.
I have no eyes on her buttocks which found was thus very close to my
face. I carried my fingers to both buttocks, sighing. The show was
unforgettable...
I feverishly caressed her buttocks and it was my Master himself who
spread his fingers around the two curves to flush out the magnificent
valley. I trembled with desire when i saw his carnation, there at the
bottom of the forest of hairs. I began delicately to run his line with my
tongue and lingered on the folds of his closed anus, like a prison door.
Under the suction of my tongue, my Master breathed with ease, I knew he
liked it ...
"Very well my darling, I like that you honor my fleshy parts and my anus
..."
- O yes! ... Yes! ... Barbara! ... O Barbara! ...
This purplish red puff, the object of my lust attracted me terribly..
Instinctively, i stick my tongue out. Slowly, My Master folded to his
knees. While caressing her buttocks, it's me now who keeps them apart. My
mouth would come into contact with his anus, at the time where my tongue
was pioneered in this forest of hair to reach the cave. I redoubled
sweetness and saliva to tickle her anus with my tongue.
"Come on, my little licking bitch ... Don't keep your Master waiting!"
I was delighted that he called me as well, so intoxicated with happiness,
I sucked, aspired, licked, the sluice pushing low complaints due to my
pleasure. I never stopped tickling the lair that i cherished so much and
more. My tongue was activated, the tip went into his rectum to come out
and then enter again.
I closed my eyes. I Licked, licked like crazy ... I made a thousand
follies to my Master, then i plunged my nose, then offered my mouth
again. It was a real party. I was having fun with my body
Now he wobbled and rubbed on my whole face. He worked hard on my head,
the instrument of his delights. Indeed, I had my nose stuck between his
buttocks while my whole mouth had taken its fruit. It was he, my Master,
who this time uttered cries under my lingual touching, swinging on me to
the rhythm of his desire, and my tongue inevitably leads him to get hard
like a bull. Then he said to me:
"O how i loved, how i loved! ... And you?"
"It was wonderful my love ..."
"I am happy for both of us my angel ..."
"Now, you must lick my feet!"
My Master strolled down and stretched out to show me his feet. I knelt
meekly and i took one by one the tips of his feet in my mouth to suck
them soon and it is clear that doing what i was commanded, i took
pleasure ... So I whispered:
"O my love, how good it is ... Yes! ..."
"It is my darling ... And your tongue between my toes is a delight."
After a while he gently stroked my face and then he said:
"Thank you... O thank you... Now come and lie with me!"
"Yes my love..."
We lay down side by side. He took my hand and caressed it tenderly. I
closed my eyes as he should do it himself. I imagined that we were going
to enjoy a moment of relaxation after so much madness. We were going to
stay there for almost five minutes in this soft quietness, then he
finally said to me:
"Barbara, my Barbara ... are you really happy?"
"O yes Master! ... Really ... I had hoped for such moments so much ... It
is so beautiful Master. The happiness i feel is immense. I can never be
as happy as I am right now ... O dear Master, I ask only to adore you day
and night, in enjoyment as in suffering ..."
""It's beautiful what you say... But I'm cruel too with everythingI've
put you through, right?"
"Oh, no... No! I know it's necessary if it gives you pleasure, if my
torments exacerbate your senses... You are the creature of my dreams and
I now belong to you. I am the object you can dispose of at your leisure,
as you wish. Otherwise, where else would our truth be? "
"You are right. But do you like to lick me so much?"
"O yes ... Your anus is delicious, mysterious, I only wish to pay him
unceasing tribute ... O my Master, for the honor of licking you,
pampering you with my tongue, sucking you, to drink you, I wish to suffer
to the extreme ... But as well of your divine cock, your adorable anus
and your feet of which i am also the humble servant ... "
So many contrasts in the desperate love of two beings who confront each
other... Doesn't the slave need it to live his fullness?
"It seems that you need it, my love, when you say 'suffer to the extreme
in order to have the badge of honor... I can understand you Barbara...
Yes, i understand you and rest assured that i won't disappoint you... Can
i be so cruel as to castigate your genitals, your buttocks, your breasts
and to feed you to hungry males?
"O Master! ... My adored Master ... How well i know i will suffer but how
good it must be? ..."
I closed my eyes for a moment. My Master asked me, "Haven't you forgotten
something? "
"No, I don't think so," I said interrogatingly.
"My dick, bitch."
I heard my Master tell me, and he gave me a slap which made me fall at
his feet.
"Sorry Master, how do you think i can forget the object of my dreams and
torments, when if i could fall asleep every night, your cock coiled in my
mouth, or in my foundation, my Master, my nose breathing your scents....
I could even lick you endlessly until you fall asleep... "
I had sucked many cocks in my life, but i must confess that sucking the
cock of the loved one, his Master, suffers from no comparison... One
feels transported, in admiration of this object so revered. For a long
time i had understood how a dick works. Stimulate it to savor all its
substances.
When I got to his knees, his penis was still asleep. It was exactly what
I wanted without thinking about it. I ran my lips without opening my
mouth. That simple touch electrified me. And her most intimate perfumes
went to my head. I loved this magical moment, to feed myself with its
scents, sliding the skin to discover its majestic and moist acorn, to
collect this dewy pearl emanating from its meatus.
Hmmm... I must confess I'm over the moon, my body electrified by these
sensations. Under my lips his penis woke up, swelling in my warm, suave
mouth. His sex became verge and then phallus conquering, erect and hard.
When I risked the tip of my tongue I was surprised and delighted by the
thinness of the skin. A warm and lively satin. It seemed to me that I
could feel my Master's blood beating through the swollen veins of his
cock. I would have liked to make this moment last for a long time but my
Master, who groaned at ease, ordered me with a hard voice to suck it.
"Suck me bitch."
Slowly, as his arousal increased, so did his sex drive. He was now stiff
in front of my face. After a little while, I lifted my head, my lips
grabbed his turgidity. Tasting with my tongue for a long time.
The end of his sex was now in my mouth, I remained totally motionless. My
Master did not move. He could hear my regular breathing and looked at me
at leisure, eyes closed, motionless.
The tip of his cock in my mouth, bathed in gentle warmth, he savoured the
moment. He felt no suction. On the other hand he could feel my tongue
searching the space between the skin of his foreskin and that of his
glans. My tongue searched conscientiously, without stopping. Sometimes he
felt me on my meatus, as if I wanted to penetrate the orifice.
He stood still. This "tasting" had been going on for a good ten minutes.
I continued my "linguistic exploration."
Slowly, my Master contracted his perineum. Tightening the buttocks, by
regular movements, he made his sex move in my mouth. Only then, for the
first time, he could feel me sucking.
The seminal fluid effusions were consequent because I swallowed in
regular jerks. My Master stopped his movement. I now continued to pump,
my cheeks hollowed by the effort of sucking.
It had been a good twenty minutes that things had been going on like
that. My Master placed his right hand on my head, pressing lightly,
introducing his sex a little more deeply. He held me thus, by small
periods to release. Sometimes I opened my eyes to look carefully at the
cylinder of flesh that penetrated my mouth. Sometimes, between two
pressures of his hand, I withdrew to lick the skin of the foreskin,
penetrating the orifice with my tongue, to have access to the oozing
meatus.
My master especially appreciated my blowjobs and took the time to train
me in his preferences. There is, in the specialized literature, a whole
debate about knowing, which in the blowjob, is dominant, of the man who
receives pleasure, or the fellatrix who to deliver this pleasure, takes
over the man's limb?
I learned to lick the underside of the shaft, pressing it well, i learned
to round my lips to accommodate the extremity, licking it gently. I
discovered that the fold of flesh, just at the attachment of the head and
the shaft was the most sensitive point, I learned to swallow the tip to
make a more or less pronounced suction as if i were wrapping it around
the curls of my tongue.
I even learned to let My Master invade my throat, at the risk of being
suffocated.
I also learned to taste the first drops of His pleasure, to guess the
arrival of pleasure and, on demand, to drink like a thirsty person or to
receive on my tongue the sperm of My Master, my mouth open on the tip. I
also waited, always, for the order to swallow, because what else to do
with your master's pleasure, if not, possibly, to share it with a second
hand companion?
His balls were full, i could feel them under my fingers. I started
pumping hard. Gurgling noises could be heard, interspersed with moans.
The pump was primed and the juice was about to flow. Lulled by my
vicious, high-pitched giggles... Slowly, my Master began to move back and
forth in my mouth.
Making love to my mouth. He was very careful to control the introduction
of his limb into my mouth. I pumped with care and love, and after a few
minutes my Master stopped masturbating in my mouth. He remained
motionless again for long minutes.
Suddenly, I felt him tense, moaning and ahaner, and in a noise of bubbles
and gurgling long spurts of spunk invaded my mouth and palate, my Master
swallowed good quantities of juice. Sometimes, intermittently, he made
his sex move. This had the effect of wringing out his cock under the
effect of my suction. He would withdraw.
"Bon app?tit Miss!" he said, sitting beside me.
"After a first surprising moment, i must admit that it was a delight!"
I replied...
My mouth and my lips are soaking wet. On my chin, thick, slimy drops
stuck to my skin. My Master pointed it out to me. From my index finger I
recovered the "leftover" to lick it preciously.
I drank his sperm as a rare gift. The Master's wine is the sommelier's
gratitude.
"After those main courses where i took possession of your ass in the bar,
you honored every part of your Master's body with your tongue and I
forever sealed you to me by giving you my drinking spit, the next few
times we'll take it to the next level," he said.
"With pleasure Master!" I replied, retrieving the rest of his sperm stuck
on my chin.
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A week after our last meeting at his house, he imposed a scenario for our
upcoming meeting, namely:
"I would be very happy to find you in a thong, stockings and high heels,
tight girdle corset, your submissive collar around your neck, you will be
kneeling in the entrance and you will have your mouth open, in one hand a
leash and in the other a swift."
On D-Day, our love encounter took place according to the instructions
that my Master had given.
Arriving in the Parisian apartment i was renting, I arrived early enough
to prepare myself and make myself beautiful and desirable for my man. An
hour later, the doorbell rang, he told me his name and i opened the door
when he came in, I was in the position and situation he had demanded, he
came in and i said to him : "I'm at your service, master."
By handing him the things i was holding in my hands. He asked me to get
up to see my body and feel the softness of my buttocks, the depth of my
mouth, the hardness of my nipples, the way i walk and the sensuality of
my skin.
He handed me a black satin mask. It was a wolf!
"You know what to do with it," he said, "so go ahead, I'll wait."
Feverishly, i covered my eyes, and felt my skin quiver as i felt the knot
tighten.
Taking the hand, he ordered me:
"Get up, you will go to the windows, you will stop, and arch forward ...
I want to see your ass high, your kidneys digging ... Obey."
Slowly but quickly, i carried out, for once, arrived on the edge of the
window, bent down, helped by my high heels and my corset, I raised my
miniskirt to present him my bottom, which cambered at will by my finery
presented him large soft buttocks and spread out which presented my
carnation of love in which, a rosebud was introduced. He was next to me,
I felt his breath.
I loved being in this position, outrageous, indecent and shameless as
possible. Offered...
Suddenly, I felt something coming to hit the hollow of my loins... "bend
over better than that! Come on! And spread those legs... I said i want
you accessible!" Moving my legs back, i tried to move the compass as far
away from them as the balance of my high heels would allow me, while
digging my kidneys a little more. My buttocks now appeared in all their
splendid obscenity! It was at this moment that i received the first swift
stroke... Immediately followed by another and another...
My eyes fogged with the repeated blows of the swift, but at the same time
i felt an incredible warmth rising from the depths of my guts.
"That's for not obeying fast enough, i told you to bend over and offer
yourself! Any failure to obey my orders will be punished! Answer me when
I talk to you!"
It was with a sob in my voice that i let slip. "Yes Master, thank you
Master."
I now felt something hard passing slowly over my buttocks and coming up
on my stripe, then his hand removing the rosebud delicately, to replace
it by an object that i could not identify, long and thin, forcing little
by little the passage towards my revealed intimacy. I suddenly felt
invaded by this introduction which took me in an exceptional way!
"You like it, don't you, iwant you to tell me! Come on, say it!"
In a deep throat rattle, i finally let go...
"Yes Master, how well you fuck me! I love it!"
Immediately, he suspended his movements, yelling at me in anger.
"It's too soon... I'm not finished with you yet!"
After deflowering me with the dildo, my Master intimated me:
"Lie down on your stomach on this table... I'm going to set you up
properly."
As I obeyed, he slowly began to tie one ankle to one leg of the table,
then the other. Then he moved to my wrists and tied them as well. Coming
back behind me, he passed one hand under my lower abdomen, and with a
sharp jerk, made my rump protrude.
"There, now you're ready... Now we can really start!"
In this totally chained and motionless position, I heard the front door
of my apartment slam, diffuse footsteps and whispers. Someone, whom i
didn't know was approaching me, I wondered who it could be? I was torn
between fear and ignorance of what was going to happen to me and a
certain excitement about my situation thus offered.
My Master sensing this, said to me, reassuringly.
''Don't worry darling, I'm here and it's for your own good''.
These words made me feel confident, I knew that my Master was there and i
accepted this uncomfortable and indecent position because my ass was
spread wide apart and my feet and fists were tied, Offered...
A hand and fingers impregnated with gel covered my anal rosette and
penetrated me to better lubricate my pussy.
I felt an acorn rubbing against my stingray, coming to bump on my anal
carnation and finally, suddenly rush to the guard in my ass ring,
snatching me a scream!
It was not my Master, i sensed it because my foundation was accustomed to
the size and circumference of his dick. I did not have much time for
these questionings, when already another sex was forcing my mouth. This
one was long and thin, undoubtedly, the one of my Master, I did not know?
"You won't scream like that again."
Said a deep voice i didn't know...
"Suck it while i fuck you!"
I applied myself very well to it, running my tongue over the outstretched
limb, enclosing it between my greedy lips, while the other sex ploughed
my sex like a ram. How good it was! The man who fucked me began, between
each round trip, to spank my bottom, alternately to the right, then to
the left, which had the gift of projecting me forward, making the other
cock hit the deepest part of my throat!
I thought i would fail, but no, the pleasure overwhelmed me like never
before!
"Look how she likes it, a real bitch, isn't she?"
Says the stranger.
"You trained her well, after all."
He pulled himself out of my pussy in one fell swoop, leaving my little
gaping hole. When my Master immediately took his place, tearing cries of
pleasure out of me again, choked at once by the other man's thick limb. I
recognized the sweet flavor of my intimacy, which excited me to the
utmost.
How good it was to savor yourself in this way on a tense cock, while
another man is fucking you deeply! It was in a terrible jerk that i felt
my juice-beaded clit pouring out my wetness... while my throat was
welcoming long jerks of hot sperm. I didn't know where i was, nor who i
was, I had come without touching myself, only being filled and fucked by
two cocks! It was as if my body no longer belonged to me.
My Master pulled out of my ass too, but without having come. He had
something in store for me, I didn't doubt it... But what? That thought
excited me and worried me at the same time. In my mental drunkenness of
the moment, I could hear him say...
"I think she's ready now!"
My thoughts were going through my mind at lightning speed, what else had
he imagined! A door slammed again, but i was reassured not to hear
footsteps... But, ... something was coming, I could hear it but could not
tell what it was! My Master just said two words, "Go ahead."
At that moment, I felt a long, wet tongue licking my stingray from bottom
to top and from top to bottom in an instant on my carnation which opened
like a flower under that tongue... I thought i was fainting under the
caress! I had never felt like that before, such a tongue... but whose was
it?
Already it was coming back, licking my smallest folds, searching my anal
pussy that opened like a rose petal, under that soft and rough tongue.
My Master had come to stand in front of me, and offered me again his sex
to suck. He wanted to enjoy my lips while taking advantage of the show
that i offered him. I started to pump him again like a damned woman,
while the raspy tongue continued to lick me more and more beautifully!
"Slow down, slow down my beautiful; we have plenty of time... I want to
come with you and from you!"
His voice had suddenly become soft, charged with a desire that i did not
know! I'd never heard him speak to me so tenderly before.
"Do you want to be fucked? Tell me, tell me you want a dick in your pussy
... I'm listening!"
It was in a hoarse cry that i shouted a, "Yes." Who had almost nothing
human left.
"Well, be that as it may..."
Tearing himself from my lips, he quickly reached the door, opened it and
let three men in.
"She's ready... Go ahead, take care of her."
I felt my hands loosen my numb limbs, then grasped me. I was thus guided
to the bed where i was asked to get down on all fours. I felt caresses
running through my body. I couldn't tell how many men there were around
me, but i felt as if they were everywhere at once! All my fears and
anxieties were gone, i was now the sex slave of my Master, who could
dispose of me as he wished.
I never thought i could take so much pleasure in it. I did not know where
my Master was, but the knowledge that he was watching me caused me to
spasm with pleasure. I shouldn't disappoint him! I was going to show him
that he had succeeded in my education.
Already, i was being grabbed at the waist and a man asked me to come and
sit on his cock. Obediently, i presented my ass above the erect cock, and
suddenly i impaled myself completely. At the same time, i felt a hand
spread my buttocks to better ensure my intromission, causing me to rant.
"shut up bitch."
Intimate me at once, my Master..,
"You have nothing to say"! For penance, you deserve a gag!"
My Master guided my left hand over the hard limb of the first one, the
other hand over that of the second. I jerked both of them off in a firm
yet gentle manner. My Master turned my head, and the third individual
placed his warm and moist head on my fleshly lips. I licked it,
titillated it with the tip of my skillful tongue, and put it in the oven
to suck it greedily. My mouth was forced by this new sex that i
immediately rushed to suck it with application. The inquisitive dick,
with the acorn full of desire, always searched me, it forced me the
flexible and relaxed ring that i offered him.. The three men and my
Master possessed me at the same time, one in my mouth, the other in my
ass, and the other two in my hands, waiting their turn to come and plug
one of my holes left vacant.
Overwhelmed by the surprise and sudden violence of these four cocks, I
had stopped waving the big, upright, veined guns. I then received a
masterful slap that called me to order. My nipples were sore from sucking
and biting, my cheek was burning, my anal pussy was filed by so many
strangers who had taken turns. But I loved it. I was on the verge of
pleasure, my Master knew it. He then made his way through the cohort of
all those sex thirsty people, and while a hard and wide cock continued to
debase me and the other two greedy beasts were letting themselves be
masturbated, the penis that i had in my mouth began to harden and
accelerate in my kissed mouth and came to empty itself of its hot and
creamy juice in my widely gaping mouth.
I thought i was fainting because the sensations i felt were so strong.
Was my Master among them? I did not know and did not care! There was
nothing left except that i was a body being fed to these vigorous males,
and the only thing that still preoccupied me was to offer my pleasure in
spectacle to my Master...
The blows of the three men's dung beats caused real shock waves and now
shook me with violent convulsions! It was in perfect synchronicity that
they inundated me with long jets of hot sperm, while i was ravaged by a
devastating orgasm, my clit poured out its wetness without touching it. I
heard my Master's voice speaking to me tenderly with words that i no
longer understood...
I slumped on the bed, half conscious, full of emotions and pleasures.
It was the most intense orgasm i've ever experienced.
Night had fallen when i reopened the eyes that had been freed from their
masks. My Master was beside me, looking at me, a very tender smile on his
lips. He kissed me gently, almost brushing me. The lightness of that kiss
contrasted strangely with the climate of the afternoon!
The events were coming back to my memory, and i drew a personal
satisfaction from not having failed. The gratitude which i read in my
Master's eyes was the greatest reward for me! From now on i was his
property body and soul and would always be willing to bend to his will. I
had doubted it at first, but now i was certain. Languorously, i came to
snuggle in his muscular arms that welcomed me.
Why do some of us grow up with different sexual appetites? What is it
that made me love being made available to several men, tied up, offered,
when others couldn't even contemplate such a thing?
"I'm proud of you," he said to me, "I was sure you were ready, and didn't
fool me! You are made for pleasure... Your initiation is now over, but be
careful! you still have a lot to learn!."
With a kiss i shut him up. My soft lips on his mouth, my mischievous
tongue sought his, gently wrapping itself around him, sucking him in,
then reaching up to his ear. In a breath, i whispered
"I know, all of it. I'll do anything if it's for you!"
With these beautiful words, he hung a black leather collar around my neck
where he had engraved: "Property of Master Guido."
This day was a great day because i was not at all the same transvestite
woman anymore. The initiatory route that i had taken with my Master had
transformed me to a point that i would never have imagined. I was happy
because now i was no longer a wandering submissive on a quest, but i was
owned by him.
The day was dawn when i woke me up. My Master was gone. I remembered my
initiation of the day before when for the first time i was sexually
objectified by four men who had used, abused, and defiled me. In spite
of a body sore from the jolts of the day before, i remembered the immense
pleasures received. Proof that it was not a dream, the sheets still
stained by the semen that my anal pussy let out during my night and my
mouth still impregnated with the flavour of male liquor, testified to
this reality.
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