When I met my Master
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Chapter One:
I did not set out to become a slave. Before meeting Master, I led a quiet and fairly vanilla life. Typical of many young single women, my life consisted of work, evenings out with girlfriends and an endless round of awkward dates. To be fair, I was a bit bookish and shy in those days. I'm certain that my dates would have preferred someone a bit more vivacious but each time I met someone new, I felt like something special was missing. Occasionally I would date someone long enough to call him my boyfriend. We would do normal couple things; movies, dinner, weekend drives to the ocean and of course, sex. I was always a very passive girlfriend. I craved sex but at the same time was rarely satisfied. In those days, masturbation was my secret shame. I touched myself constantly. Almost every evening I relaxed myself for sleep by giving myself a powerful orgasm. I would fantasize about being a maid or a secretary or a student, always forced to service the man in charge. I would imagine myself bent over a desk and spanked or forced to kneel on a flight of stair while I was fucked from behind. I knew that I must be a complete pervert, twisted and sick for thinking like that but these fantasies sustained me. I was able to reach a state of arousal that I could never achieve with a partner. I had tried unsuccessfully over the years to get my boyfriends to initiate rougher sex, to dominate me but they either ignored my hints or acted like I was weird. By the time I met Master, I had resigned myself to a life of unsatisfying sex and secret masturbation.
I met Master Robert in local pub. I was there to meet a blind date. A good friend of mine was trying to set me up with her cousin and we had arranged to meet for a drink. Never much of a drinker, I was uncomfortable in bars, clearly out of my element. I would have preferred a coffee shop or bookstore. Anyway, I arrived a few minutes early and was just sitting alone at a table and anxiously watching the door. There was a large group of people congregating on one side of the room. Some sort of party I assumed. They had the look of co-workers out for an evening. I accidently made eye contact with one of the men in the group. I realized that I had been staring. Blushing, I quickly looked away then looked back to see if he was still looking at me. He was middle aged and looked confident but kind. He was looking right at me. As our eyes met again, he winked and gave me a very sweet smile. I shyly smiled back then looked down at the table. When was my date going to arrive? As I sat there, nursing a glass of ice water, two women came up and sat at my table. One of them had a decidedly masculine appearance; the other was dressed like a boy but clearly was not. "Hi" I said to them as they pulled up their chairs. The more masculine of the two spoke first. ?Hey there sweetie, How would you like to lick some pussy? You seem like the type." At the same time, the other women started to reach under my skirt. I was completely shocked! Who acts like that? I looked around to see if anyone had heard them but no one was paying attention to us. The bartender was occupied with a busy waitress and even the nice man was in conversation with others in his group. "Um, I don't what you mean. Please go away; I'm waiting for my date." They both ignored me and continued to make really lewd remarks. "Come on you little tease. You know you want some sweet pussy." This said as they both continued to try to reach under my skirt or touch my hair. They were both bigger and heavier than me. I am on the petite side and they looked like they both worked out and rarely missed a meal. I stood up abruptly and ran toward the ladies room. I was frightened but had no idea what to do. I knew what to do when bothered by a strange man but these were women! As I hurried to the restroom I realized that they could easily follow me so instead I ducked out the emergency exit into the alley behind the bar. I leaned against the brick wall, surrounded by empty boxes, dumpsters and recycling bins. I breathed deeply, trying to slow my rapidly beating heart, trying to calm myself. I was contemplating just leaving but did not want to be rude to my date. If he showed up and I wasn't here, he might get angry.
As I stood there trying to decide what to do, I heard the door to the bar open and someone come outside. I looked up expecting to see an employee or perhaps a patron stepping out to smoke. To my dismay, it was the two women from inside. I tried to duck behind a stack of crates but they had already seen me. I stood there, terrified, not knowing what to do. They hadn’t hurt me or anything, they were just so aggressive. My limited experience had not taught me how to deal with a situation like this. As I stood there like a frightened rabbit, the two women approached. ?Hello again? I said brightly as I tried to walk past them. ?It’s a nice night but I’m going back in now?. As I tried to walk past them, the larger of the two grabbed my arm and pushed me back against the wall, asking me ?Where are you going?? What was going on? I didn’t ask for this. ?Hey you guys, just leave me alone, I’m not into girls.? At this point I was pressed flat against the wall. The larger women was running her fingers through my hair, smelling it, and rubbing it between her fingers. The smaller woman was unbuttoning my jacket. I was getting ready to scream or run or panic, I’m not sure which when I heard someone else enter the alley. It was the man from the bar, the one with the sweet smile. He looked over at us and spoke to one of the women ?Tom, hey, thanks for finding my date!" Tom? He was clearly speaking to the larger woman but she seemed annoyed. The he shouted at me ?Hey Toy did you get lost? Get over here now!? I was still terrified but I immediately obeyed and sort of jog walked over to him, half expecting one of the women to try and stop me. As I neared him I said ?yes Sir? and hurried through the door he was holding open for me. As I walked back into the bar, I was still shaken by what had happened. The man took my arm and led me to his table. I tried to thank him but he just shook his head and gestured for me to be quiet. I sat there for a moment and tried to collect myself. Even though I was still surrounded by strangers, I felt very safe. There was just something about this man. I knew that nothing bad was going to happen to me as long as I stayed with him. He gestured to the server and ordered me a drink. I tried to decline and he responded in a way I never expected but changed my life forever. "First rule of submission, Master is never wrong"..."Drink". I will never know why, but I complied. I have no tolerance for alcohol so after one drink I was chatting away. Telling this complete stranger about how unsatisfying my personal life was, about my sexual fantasies. It was like he had turned off all of my internal filters. He told me all about himself as well. He explained that he was a Master of sex slaves. That he controlled these women. They offered him complete obedience in exchange for protection, gratification and fulfillment. He put his arm around me, looked me in the eye and asked me ?Are you looking for a master?? I don’t know what came over me but I said yes. He continued to look me directly in the eye "My dear, I am a sadist and would make you scream and beg. You would be a slave, not a sub, subject to my will and my will only. A slave of mine does exactly as I wish or she gets punished" "Punished Very Very Hard" As he spoke to I realized I was becoming aroused. ?What’s wrong"? "Isn't that what you want?" All I could was nod. I leaned over and whispered in his ear "I just got so wet my panties are soaked? He reached under my skirt and put one finger in my pussy. Pulling his hand out, he held a finger up to my mouth and said ?lick.? Without thinking, I closed my eyes, took his finger into my mouth and licked my juices off of it. I had never tasted myself before. He stood up and told me to stay where I was. He walked out of the bar and returned a few minutes later with a collar and a small padlock, leaning over he placed both items into my purse. ?You have two choices. I am going to walk out to my car. I will wait 10 minutes. If you want to live your dream, go to the ladies room, take off the panties, and throw them away. Remove your halter and zip up your jacket so you don't flash anyone in the bar. Put the collar on and lock it. If you are out in ten minutes I will take you home and give you your first lessons on being a slave and what is expected. If you don't come out, I will go home and you will wonder what you missed for the rest of your life. Choice is your bitch the ten minutes start when I go out the door.? He then got up and walked out of the bar.
I just sat there, stunned. I had never been so aroused in my life and by a complete stranger. A man who was almost old enough to be my father. My pussy was soaked. I had that nervous excited feeling you get before you do something dangerous or thrilling. Like jumping off a bridge into a lake or driving fast on a mountain road. Just at that moment, an attractive young man walked up to me. ?Are you Peri?? I nodded. ?Hi sorry I’m so late, I went to the wrong bar. I’m Chris, your blind date.? I just stared up at this attractive young man. He was wearing a suit and had a wide, open smile. ?Uh, nice to meet you Chris but I have to go. My ride is waiting?. I jumped up from the table and headed outside. I walked into the parking lot and saw him standing by a late model sedan. I walked over and pulled the collar and lock out of my purse. I awkwardly put on the collar and locked it. ?I’m sorry Sir; I didn’t have time to go to the ladies room?. He just stared at me. Then I realized what he was waiting for. I reached under my skirt, pulled off my panties and threw them on the ground. Then I took off my jacket and removed my top, tossing it next to my panties. I was standing there wearing only my bra and skirt. He smiled and reached for me. Giving me a hug and whispering in my ear ?I’ll punish you for that later.? I got into his car and we drove away. I didn’t know where we were going and I still didn’t know his name.
There I was riding in a car with a strange man, having no idea where he was taking or what was going to happen next. As we drove, a few other cars would honk and wave at us or really at me. I wasn’t wearing a shirt and my large breasts were quite exposed. It was dark outside so only cars that were right next to us could see me and even then, only if they were in an SUV or truck so it wasn’t too bad but I was still embarrassed. I was lifting my arms intending to cross them over my chest and provide a bit of cover when he suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road. Turning in the driver’s seat to face me he reached out with one hand and firmly grabbed my wrist. ?No!? he stated quite firmly. ?You are not to hide yourself from me EVER!? He dropped my wrist and the slapped my face hard, then he slapped my tits two or three times. I don’t really remember. ?Now take off your bra.? I was crying at this point, confused about what was happening but it never occurred to me to say ?no? or to get out of the car. ?But people will see me I said quietly.? Even as I spoke, I was reaching behind me so undo the clasp of my bra. ?That’s right, they will see you.? He replied as he watched me remove my bra and place it on my lap. ?That’s a good girl?, reaching over he slapped each of my breasts several times. I put my hands in front of me protectively but he just grabbed them both in one hand and held them out of the way. ?Do you want me to take you home? We can end this right now. I’ll drive you home and leave you safely at the door. It’s you decision?. I looked him in the eye and said ?No Sir.? He smiled at me and let go of my wrists. ?By the way girl, you may call me Master Robert.
Master Robert pulled the car back into traffic and we continued on our way. I noticed several cars would pull up alongside of us. Many would adjust their speed to pace us. I knew they were looking at me but I just sat there. Finally my curiosity got the better of me. ?Where are we going Master Robert?? ?We are going home my pet? and as he said that he put a hand high up on my thigh and smiled that sweet smile that had grabbed my attention in the bar. I was nervous but also at peace. I could not wait to find out what would happen next.
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