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I had known Jon for years, and the attraction was always there. But . . .I'd been living with Matthew. So we went for years, just seeing each otherat social situations.

A few months after Matthew and me had broken up; I was at a bar with a fewfriends of mine. They had taken me out, to try and cheer me up, but it wasn'tworking. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, I felt myself being picked up andboisterously hugged.

"Alyssa!" he said joyfully.

"Jon." I said lamely, struggling to free myself from him from his strongarms. After a second or two, he put me down, and stood back, his eyes runningover me. I was dressed simply that day, in worn jeans and soft cotton of myt-shirt, my curly black hair brushing my breasts. Jon looked up and caughtmy eyes, and I blushed at the desire I saw in his eyes. I dropped my eyes,unable to bare the intensity of his gaze. I felt, rather than saw, his amusement.

"Where's Matthew?" he asked, his eyes searching the crowd.

I shrugged a shoulder. "We broke up." I muttered.

Instantly I had his complete attention. "Oh, you did, did you?" he said smugly.I shivered at the look in his eyes. "Scoot over." he ordered. Startled I hastenedto comply, allowing him to sit next to me in the booth. Jon put his hand behindme on the booth, in what should have been an unthreatening gestured, but forsome reason wasn't. I could feel the warmth radiating from his arm; a constantreminder of him Jon waived the waitress over. "Two shots of Jack." he ordered.A few seconds later the waitress plunked them on the table, and then walkedoff. Jon handed me one, and picked up his. "A toast." he said, "To the future." Jonswallowed the shot in one strong swallow, and I watched, fascinated at theworking of the strong muscles in his neck. He looked at me. "Drink it," heordered.

"B. . . but I don't like . . ." I stammered.

Instantly the intensity of his gaze was on me again. "Drink it," he repeated.I swallowed nervously, and downed the whiskey, coughing as it hit the backof my throat. "Good girl." he murmured. Surprisingly enough, to me that is,I felt myself respond to the approval in his voice.

I looked up as my friend returned from her rather long trip to the bathroom.She had a guy behind her, which explained why she'd been gone so long. "Hey,Alyssa, I'm going to go home with Nathan tonight, so don't worry about givingme a ride home." Susan grinned cheerfully at Jon. "Hey, Jon! Do you mind keepingAlyssa company, tonight?"

Jon just nodded, and before I could say anything Susan had left, draggingher friend behind her. Jon looked down at me and smiled, his slow sexy smile,laden with promise. "Well, I guess it's just you and me, babe." I flushed,and tried to wiggle away from him, but he just followed until I was at theback of the booth, his legs pressed firmly to mine. He gestured for the waitressto bring us another round. While we were waiting, his hand slid to my shoulder,his hand resting gently on the top of my breast. The waitress put our shotglasses on the table, and this time I downed it without being told. Jon puthis glass down, and moved his hand to my thigh. "Good girl." he whispered inmy ear. Once again, I felt that warm flush inside, just from the knowledgethat I pleased him.

Jon bent his head, and captured my mouth in a slow sweet kiss. I could feelmy body softening, and I arched my back to meet his mouth. After a few secondsJon tore his mouth from mine, and moved his lips back to my ear. "Let's go,baby." He stood up, and threw some money on the table, and turned to walk tothe door.

Almost in a daze, I stood up to follow him out of the bar. I could barelybelieve I was doing this. I never went home with men that I barely know, buthere I was, leaving with Jon. Once we were outside, Jon wrapped his hand possessivelyaround my waist, and held out his hand. "Give me the keys," he ordered. DazedlyI handed him the keys, and watched as he unlocked the passenger door, openingit to let me in. I pulled my sneakered feet in the car, and it shut gentlybehind me. Jon walked around to the driver's side, and climbed in, taking afew minutes to adjust the seat for his long legs. He started the car, and lookedover at me. "Take off your pants." I blushed, opening my mouth to protest,but one look at his eyes, and I shut it, hastening to comply. Somehow I knewthat he was not one of those ultra civilized men, who would allow me to recklesslydefy them. At the thought I could feel my nipples peak, and my inner musclesclench. Jon watched me slowly pull my jeans down my hips, and over my legs,his eyes glinting at the sight of my bare pussy. "What, no panties?" he asked.

I shook my head, and softly answered. "No, they were all dirty."

Jon smiled, and reached out his hand to gently touch my breasts, his roughpalms rubbing my tight nipples. I groaned, pushing them into his hand, buthis hand moved further down, running over my flat stomach, and down to my pussy.He nudged my thighs with his hand, and obediently I opened my legs, allowinghis hand access to my wet pussy. He ran one long finger through me, and I whimpered,pressing myself into his hand, but once again, he ignored my hint. He pulledhis hand out of me, and his fingers glinted wetly in the moonlight. Slowlyhe inserted his fingers in his mouth, and licked the moisture from it. "Mmm." hesaid, his eyes boring into mine. I shivered, unable to tear my gaze from his.Jon slowly pulled his fingers from his mouth, and then turned his attentionto driving.

"Take off your shirt, baby." he ordered, not even taking his eyes of theroad. I blushed, but once again obeyed him. I was finding an incredible peaceinside me, just from relinquishing control to him. Jon glanced at me to makesure I'd done as I'd been told, then returned his eyes to the road. I riskedone brief look at his cock, and could see the tent it was making in his jeans.I salivated at the thought of his cock in my mouth, cumming endlessly.

Jon drove quickly to his house. Luckily enough for me, it was far enoughfrom his neighbors that no one would be able to see me, because he refusedto allow me to dress. I scurried inside, the cold night air making my nippleseven harder, something I wouldn't have thought was possible. Jon followed mein, stopping to lock the door behind him, and then pulled me to him, kissingme hungrily. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and arched into his embrace.After awhile he bent over and picked me up, cradling me against his hard widechest, and carried me up the stairs, and to his bedroom, where he laid me gentlyon the bedspread, then stood there looking at me. I held my arms out for him,feeling scared and empty when he wasn't touching me. Jon quickly shed his clothes,revealing a hard, muscular body. My eyes skimmed over him, and widened at thesize of his cock. I looked up at him fearfully. "I don't think . . ."

Jon chuckled, and lay back on the bed with me. "Don't worry, baby, we'llfit just fine." His hands gently captured my face in them, holding me stillfor another mind searing kiss. He ran his hand down my neck, to my chest andthen my breast. I groaned, arching my back, as he pinched my nipple, rollingit between his fingers. I whimpered, and shifted, desire rushing through mybody, making my pussy spasm, and run with desire. Jon bent his head, and pulledmy other nipple into his mouth, and I cried out, pressing my breasts into hisface. The last thing I saw before I closed my eyes was Jon's mouth againstmy breast, smiling triumphantly.

Jon ran his other hand softly down my body, over my hip, and over to my pussy,I restlessly spread my legs, wanting - no needing to feel his hand touchingme. Jon gently cupped me, holding me in his hand. I pressed my pussy to him,needing him to touch me. Jon ran a finger between the lips of my sex, gentlyrubbing my clit. My body jacked off the mattress at the pleasure shot throughme. I whimpered, empty, needing him to fill me, and he responded, pushing firstone finger and then two inside me, and then pulled them out, fucking me withhis fingers. I moved my hips urgently, encouraging him, needing him to go deeper.He pulled his fingers out, and I cried out, urgently needing him. My eyes opened,and I looked blearily into his. "Who are you?" he asked. I shook my head, notunderstanding his question. "Who do you belong to?" He ran his finger teasinglyover my clit. I whimpered, and arched my hips, but he just laughed tauntingly. "Answerme, Alyssa."

"Yours, yours! I belong to you." I groaned, desperate to have him fill me,complete me.

"And who am I?" I didn't understand what he wanted. Jon positioned himselfbetween my thighs, holding the tip of his cock at my entrance. I whimpered,trying desperately to push myself onto him, but he held me still with one stronghand on my hip. "Am I your master?" he asked.

"Yes, yes," I groaned.

"Say it, tell me." he ordered

"You. . . you're my master." I whimpered. "Please, I need . . . please, master."

"Good girl." Master whispered, slowly pushing himself into me. I stiffenedas he stretched my tight pussy, unaccustomed to someone as big as him, butafter a few minutes my muscles relaxed, and my whole world was him, as he filledme, completed me. He pulled out, and pushed back in, and the pleasure welledup, overflowing. I groaned, deep in my throat, as wave after wave of fulfillmenthit me. Master set up a steady rhythm that drove me up further and further.I gasped and gave a small screech as another peak hit me. My pussy spasmedon his hard cock, and he stiffened, spewing his cum deep into me. Master collapsedon me, and I savored the weight of his body, a rock in a world that was stillspinning.

Jon woke me up a few hours later. "Wake up, baby." he murmured. Sleepily,I opened my eyes, his handsome face coming into focus.

Smiling, I wrapped my arms around him. "Is it morning?"

Jon chuckled, "Nope." he said, and pushed his hips into my leg, so that Icould feel his hard cock. "I'm not done with you."

My eyes widened. "Again?" I squeaked.

Jon smiled and lowered his head. "Again." he murmured against my lips, givingme a hard, possessive kiss. I kissed him back, feeling my pussy began to throbin desire. Jon pulled back his head, and rolled me to my stomach. While I laythere, missing the feel of his lips, he pushed two pillows under me, his handsbrushing against my overly sensitive skin.

"Jon?" I whispered, uncertain. Instantly there was a sharp smack to my ass.I cried out in surprise and turned my head to look at him. He was scowlingat me, looking stern. "What. . .?" I began.

"Who am I?" he asked, his hand held out warningly. When I didn't answer immediatelyhe smacked my ass again, harder this time. "Who am I?" he repeated, his tonelow and controlled.

"My . . . my master?" I answered uncertainly, my mind racing

Master put out his hand, and soothingly rub my sore ass. "Yes, I am, andyou will address me as such, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?" Inodded uncertainly, and jumped when he smacked me again. "Answer me." he ordered.

"Yes, Master, I understand." I said, meekly.

Master smiled approvingly. "Don't worry, you will come to know the rulessoon enough. You're already doing very good."

I glowed at his approval; glad he wasn't angry with me. Master bent and kissedmy cheek, moving over to my shoulders, and down my back. I shivered, my nipplespeaking. Master moved his body to in between my legs, his broad shoulders keepingmy legs spread wide. I cried out when I felt his tongue gently probe my pussy,and pushed my hips backward. Master ran his tongue around the opening to mybody a few times, and then moved up to gently probe my clit. I could feel mybody tightening, as I began my climb. Master surged up my body, and I whimperedat the loss of his tongue. He pressed a hot kiss to my neck, and whisperedin my ear. "Do you trust me, baby?"

I trembled at the question, but nodded. A sharp sting on my ass. "Yes, master,I trust you." I said hastily. Master stood got off of me, and shivering, Iturned my head to watch him. He walked over to a chest by his bedroom wall,and opened it. I couldn't see what was in the chest, but he pulled out foursilk scarves, and walked back toward me, leaving the chest open. Master gentlytied one of the scarves around my arm, and I trembled, not sure that I wascomfortable with this. Master tied my arm firmly to the bedpost, and ran ahand down my back.

"Shh, it's ok, baby. You can trust me."

I relaxed, his words comforting. Quickly Jon tied my other arm, and bothfeet to the bedposts, so that I was laying in his bed, spread eagle. Mastersoothingly ran a hand down my back, and up, helping me relax. He ran his handdown till he was cupping the soft curves of my ass. He ran his finger betweenthe crack, stopping at my asshole, and gently probed. I tensed, and he stoppedmoving his finger, but left it there. "Are you still a virgin in this hole?" heasked.

I nodded, and then remembered. "Yes, master."

Master ran his finger down to my clit, and he gently pinched it. "Baby?"

"Yes, master?" I moaned.

"I want you to do something for me. It might be a little uncomfortable, butit would make me very happy. Will you do that for me?"

I tensed, afraid, but then I remembered that I'd agreed to trust him, andI forced myself to relax, knowing that he wouldn't harm me. Master went andgot some more things from his chest. I couldn't see what they were, becauseMaster had put them out of my sight. "Our love play is about to get more intensethan you are accustomed to, Baby, so you need to think of a safe word. Thisis a word for you to use if I go too far." he explained, his hand gently fondlingthe round globes of my ass.

I thought for a second, and then whispered. "Serenity, Master?"

"That'll work." Master said, putting something cold and wet on my ass. Masterrubbed it in, his hand moving down to rub my already throbbing clit. I shudderedand moaned, but he moved his hand back up to my asshole. I tensed, suddenlyknowing what he was going to do. "Relax, Baby." he murmured. "I don't wantto hurt you, but if you don't relax it's going to." I took a couple deep breaths,and forced my butt muscles to unclench. "Good girl." he said, gently probingmy asshole with his slick finger. Master pushed harder, and I cried out inpain, tears springing to my eyes, then his finger popped in and he stoppedmoving. My asshole screamed at me, telling me that this was wrong, but I refusedto use my safe word. Master wanted this, and I wanted him to be happy. Aftera few seconds the muscles relaxed and it ceased to hurt, leaving me with anunbearable full feeling, similar to the first time I'd had sex. Master slowlypushed the butt plug into me, until it was seated to the hilt. Master ran ahand down to my dripping pussy, and pushed one finger, and then two into me.I whimpered, and pushed myself backward, enjoying the feel of his fingers inme. "There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked.

"No, Master."

Master reached up and untied my hands, and then down to untie my feet. Hegently rolled me over, and bent to give me a kiss. "Thank you, baby." I archedmy back, pressing my breasts into his chest, and my hand reached down to gentlyfondle his cock. Master groaned, and pushed his hips into my hand. I pumpedmy hand on it several times, and then reached down to fondle his balls. Masterrolled us over, so that he was on his back, and I was on top. "Sixty nine me." heordered. I quickly scrambled around so that my pussy was in his face. EagerlyI sucked his cock into my mouth, pumping my mouth up and down. I slowly tookmore and more of his cock in my mouth until I could deep throat it. I ran mytongue around the smooth top, and worked the muscles of my throat, caressinghis shaft, working him toward an orgasm. I ran my hand down and caressed hisballs.

Meanwhile Master had been busy licking and sucking me toward orgasm. Hishands had me spread wide, open to his gaze, and every now and then he'd givemy butt plug a gentle tug, reminding me of it's presence, and sending wavesof a pleasure, and a little pain, through my body. I urgently pushed my pussyinto his face, needing satisfaction. "Uh, uh, uh!" he said. "You don't getto cum till you make me cum." I increased my effort on his cock, sucking furiously. "Swallow,baby." he ordered thickly, then groaned, his back arching of the bed, as hecame in and endless torrent. I sucking down his hot cum, finding it delicious.When I was done, I licked his cock clean, making an 'mmm' sound.

"Good girl." he praised, and I glowed. Master pushed two fingers in my ass,and pulled them out, fucking me with his fingers. Then his talented tonguestarted flicking my clit, driving me to my peak and over. I gave a small screech,and then convulsed in his arms, wave after wave of pleasure erupting in me,consuming me. When I'd returned to earth, I found myself snuggled next to Master.He was gently stroking my back, soothing me. I turned shining eyes on him,and smiled. "Thank you, Master."

Master bent over and gave me a gentle kiss. "You're welcome, baby." Mastergently patted my ass, then got up and went back to the chest. Too tired tomove, I watched him pull out another, larger, butt plug. He walked back over,and rolled me over on my stomach. I felt him pull out my butt plug, and thenslowly, carefully, insert the new one, stretching my asshole even more. Whenit was all the way in, he gave my bottom a pat. "Leave that in till morning,baby." he murmured, climbing back in bed with me, and wrapping a strong armaround me. I fell asleep, secure in his arms.

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That morning I woke up as the bright hues of the sun came in the windows.I lay there for a few seconds, enjoying the feel of my body pressed tight toMaster's, but eventually my bladder made itself known, and I had to get upand use the toilet. When I stood up my butt plug rubbed my sensitive insides,reminding me of its presence. I considered taking it out, but decided againstit. I wanted to have Master remove it, just as he'd put it in. When I was donepeeing, I climbed back in bed with him, and wrapped my arms around him, dozingback off. A few hours later I woke to the twisting and tugging my butt plug.I opened my eyes and found Masters hot blue gaze on me. "Good morning, Baby."

I groaned, and arched myself into him. "Good morning, Master."

Master ceased his manipulations of my butt plug and got up. He strolled overto the chest, and pulled out an even larger butt plug, this one nearly as largeas his cock. When he approached the bed I rolled over to give him access tomy ass, this time without being told.

Master patted my ass, and praised me. "But this time," he said, "I want youto pull your knees up under your chest, and put your ass in the air." Blushing,I did as he requested, wantonly pushing my ass in the air. I knew that he'dseen all there was of me, but that had been at night, and it was broad day.

Master pulled out the medium sized butt plug, and squirted some more KY Jellyon my ass, his finger rubbing it in. He inserted his finger in me, then two,distributing KY Jelly everywhere. I felt so full, my pussy growing wet at therubbing. Master pulled his fingers out, and put the larger butt plug at myentrance. It was harder to get in, and I whimpered out at the pain, tryingto pull away. Master put a firm hand on the small of my back, keeping me still,and maneuvered it till it was all the way in, ignoring my protests. I consideredmy safe word, but chose not to use it. If this pleased Master, then I'd submit.I lay there for a second, panting, waiting for the pain to abate, before Icarefully rose. I reached behind me to fidget with it, hoping to find a wayto reduce the discomfort, but quickly put my hands back in front of me whenMaster smacked them. "Leave it alone."

"Yes, master."

I crouched down to pick up my clothes, but dropped them at Master's command. "Youare to never wear clothing in this house. You are mine, and I want to see you." Ifelt a blush spread over my body, heating my face, neck and breasts.

"But . . ." I protested.

Master reached out and gave me a small slap on my face. "Don't argue withme, Baby," he said sternly. Confused I lowered my eyes to my feet. Anothersharp slap, this time to my ass.

"Yes, Master." I said, quickly. "I'm sorry, Master." Master nodded, "It'sokay, Baby. You're still new to this, I expect the occasional mistake." I stoodthere, head down, wondering what he was talking about.

"Go make some breakfast," he instructed, "and I'll answer your questionsthen." Obediently I walked out of his room, and down the hall to the kitchen.My stomach rumbled, and I realized that I was starved. I quickly prepared twoham and cheese omelets, and put them on the table. Master was already sittingthere, looking at some papers. I put down my plate, and he gave it a smallfrown, but didn't say anything. I sat down, and began to eat.

Master broke a piece of toast and bit into it thoughtfully. "Baby?" he asked.

"Yes, master?"

"Have you ever her of D/s relationships?"

"Yes, master." I answered. "I've heard things here and there, but I don'tknow really know much about them."

Master smiled, softly. "I am a Dominant, Baby, and you are a Submissive." Ilifted my head in surprise. Master held up a hand, holding back my exclamations. "Tellme this, Baby. In your relationship with Matthew, did you feel . . . unfulfilled,like you weren't getting something that you needed?"

I thought about that. I had always felt a definite . . . lack in my relationships,like something was missing. I nodded my head, knowing that Master was right. "Yes,Master, I've never felt as . . . cherished as I so with you."

Master gave me a pleased smile. "That's because you were meant to be mine,baby. I have a contract here that outlines the rules of this kind of relationship." henodded to the papers next to his plate. "I want you to look over them, andbe sure before you sign them, because once they're signed I will own you -all of you."

Master handed me the papers and I scanned them. I noticed that as the Domhe was required to see to my health and happiness, that he was not allowedto put either in jeopardy. He was allowed to punish me, but he had to havea reason, and he was not allowed to punish me in anger. But I, as the sub,was required to take care of him, his physical and emotional needs. I was alsorequired to do anything he required. Thinking this through, I realized thatthe relationship was fair, just balanced differently.

I raised shy, confused eyes to him. "What if I don't like what you're doing?"

"Then you use your safe word, baby. Otherwise you have no control." Mastersaid sternly. "But remember! You must be careful with that safe word, becauseif you use it whenever things aren't going your way, I won't know when you'retruly in distress, and I'll start to ignore it."

I nodded, that sounded fair. "Like 'The Boy Who Called Wolf'?" I asked.

Master smiled. "Yes, exactly like that."

"Could we do something?" I asked "Can we have a verbal contract for today?That would give me an idea what I'd be letting myself in for."

"Yes, I think that's a good idea." Master said approvingly. "This is notsomething to be taken lightly. Once you sign that contract I will own you tothe end of the contract period."

I nodded, and put down the contract to finish my food.

"Stop, baby." Master said.

I looked up, wonderingly. "Yes, Master?"

"Bring your plate down here, and kneel beside to me." he ordered.

I hesitated, startled, and then hurried to comply. While I was busy kneeling,Master dumped my food on his plate, and stacked it under his. "Turn aroundand bend over."

I got up from my position and bent over, not sure what was going on. "WhenI tell you something, I expect you to do it immediately, without hesitation." Mastersaid sternly. SMACK! His hand hit my ass before I could prepare myself forit. I jerked and cried out, but forced myself to stand there. He smacked myass two more times, and then soothingly rubbed his hand over the bright redmarks. "Ok, baby. It's over, you can resume your position." I quickly kneelednext to him, not wanting to earn another punishment. Master took a bite ofhis food, and then fed me a bite. I chewed slowly, my eyes fixed lovingly onhis face. Master glanced down at me, and scowled. "You will not make eye contactwithout permission, baby."

Shocked, I lowered my eyes, fixing them on his knees. "Why, Master?" I whispered.

"It's a sign of respect, Baby, an acknowledgement of who you belong to." Ididn't understand this; I could respect someone, and make eye contact. Butonce again, I realized that if it pleased Master, that I was willing to submit.

We finished our meal in the same manner, and then Master stood up. I wentto stand, too, but Master stopped me with a firm hand on my shoulder. "Youdon't rise until given permission," he instructed me.

"Yes, master." I said, staying there, waiting for his permission. Masterstood there for a second, making sure that he'd made his point, before orderingme to clear off the table.

When I'd returned to the dining room, finished putting the dishes in thedishwasher, he wasn't there. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do, so I stoodthere uncertainly, waiting for him to return. After a few minutes he returned,with some tiny clamps and the KY Jelly in his hand. "When I am not in the room,baby, I want you to go kneel facing the wall until I return. "

I nodded my understanding. "Yes, master."

"For now, I want you to come here." Unhesitently I walked over to Master,my hips swaying seductively, my large breast bouncing lightly with each stepI took. Master watched me, approvingly. When I got to him, he picked up a clamp,and rubbed it suggestively on my nipple, making it harden.

"Master?" I said uncertainly.

"They are nipple clamps, baby. These are ones for beginners, they will onlyhurt a bit, but you'll find the pain adds to the experience." I wasn't so sure,but reluctantly agreed.

"Yes, Master." I whispered, a little scared. Master pulled one of my nipplesout, and attached the nipple clamp. Pain shot up from the sensitive tip, andI cried out. Then he put the other on my other nipple. I whimpered, and hewrapped his arms around my waist, and I pressed my head to his chest.

"Good girl, they look so beautiful on you." I stayed in his embrace, enjoyingthe loving way he was stroking my back. After a few seconds, the pain beganto abate, leaving only a dull ache. Master realized this by the relaxing ofmy body.

"Go bend over the table." he ordered.

Shivering in apprehension, I hurried over, and bent over, my nipple clampspushed into the cold hard wood of his table. Master stood back, his eyes onme. I could feel desire warming my body, at the thought of how I must lookto him. After a few seconds Master reached out and gently manipulated my buttplug, moving it in and out a bit.. I moaned as the plug gently stimulated thesensitive nerves in there. Master reached under me, his finger stroking mypussy. I groaned and wiggling until Master took the hint, and pushed one, andthen two fingers deep into my tight cunt, his thumb resting on my clit, gentlymanipulating it. I moaned, my body desperately striving toward my peek.

Just before I'd reached it, Master leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Don'tcome till I say so, baby."

I whimpered in protest, but held off my orgasm, gritting my teeth, and concentrating.After a few seconds Master gave my butt plug a firm tug, and pulled it outwith a sucking sound. I wiggled my hips, wanting his fingers back on my clit.Master put his feet between mine, opening my things to him, and then he wasstanding behind me, forcing my legs wide. He put his cock at the entrance tomy ass, and started to slowly push in, his cock stretching my tender asshole,pain shooting up to from there. I cried out, tears springing to my eyes, andtensed against the intrusion. Master got the head of his cock in me, then stopped,reaching down once again to finger my clit. "Shh, baby. Relax, you need torelax."

With each stroke heat spread up my body, coiling deep in my belly. I couldfeel the pain in my asshole lessened, becoming erotic. Master must have known,because he began to slowly push further into me, his large cock pushing asidemy protesting muscles, filling me. Master kept going until he had invaded meas far as he could go. "Oh, god, baby. You are so tight," he groaned.

I panted, not sure if I liked this or not. Master ignored my discomfort,slowly pulling out, then pushing himself back in, his cock rubbing againstmy silken insides. His finger resumed the stroking of my clit, his other handreaching up and releasing my nipple from its clamp. Pain shot back throughmy nipple, making me gasp, and tense up my ass.

Master groaned. "Yeah, baby, like that." he whispered in my ear, reachingaround, and undoing the clamp on the other breast. As I approached my orgasm,I could feel my inner muscles clench on his cock.

"Master, please?" I begged. "Can I cum, please?"

"Not yet, baby. Hold on for just a bit more." I reached my hands out to holdon to the table, using all my energy to holding off my orgasm. Master hookedan arm under my waist, and pulled me so that I was standing, the new positionallowing his cock to fill me even more. Across the room was a mirror, and Icould see us reflected there, Master behind me, my breasts standing proudlyfrom my body, nipples hard. Master moved his hips, and the woman in the mirrormoaned, and arched her back wantonly pressing her breast into his hard hand. "Master!Master, please!" I begged, knowing I couldn't hold myself off much longer.

"Cum, for me, baby." Master whispered in my ear. I screamed as the wave ofmy orgasm hit me, flowing over me, sucking me under.

Right before I closed my eyes, I noticed the woman in the mirror. Her eyeswere rolled back in her head with ecstasy, her tits swollen and hard. I feltMaster's hot cum squirting in me, fueling another orgasm. When we came backto earth, Master was holding me against him, his wet cock resting against myleg. "Good girl." he praised, then bent over to pick me up and carry me upto his room. He gently laid me on the bed, laying down next to me. "Get somerest, baby, we're far from finished."

I slept for a while, waking when Master rolled me over on my stomach. "Ihave some things that I need to get done, Baby," he said, gently reinsertingthe butt plug. "Leave this in until I return for you, ok?"

"Yes, Master." I replied sleepily, closing my eyes. I lay there a few minutestrying to go back to sleep, but couldn't. The contract that he wanted me tosign kept dancing through my mind. It had said that he could punish me if Idisobeyed, and I was worried about what that entailed.

I could think of only one way to find out, so I reached behind me and pulledout my butt plug, laying it on the table next to me. I curled up in his bed,my mind and stomach churning, awaited his return. Several times I reached outto put back in, but I forced myself to leave it where it was. After a whileI could hear his footsteps outside the door. Panicking, I reached out to grabthe butt plug, but it was too late. I shrank back, my hand pulled to my breastdefensively.

Master stood in the doorway, his stern eyes locked on the butt plug, andthen on me. Ashamed, I lowered my eyes. Master stood there for a second, andI could nearly hear him thinking. Finally he approached the bed, and pulledme up by my arm.

"What did I tell you, Alyssa?" he asked sternly.

I stood there, pulled nearly to my toes bye the grip on my arm, my eyes lowered. "Youtold me not to take out the butt plug." I said, my voice low.

"And why did you?" he asked. I just shook my head, tears welling up in myeyes. SMACK his hand hit my ass.

"I . . . I'm sorry, Master." I whispered, a tear running down my face.

Master let go of my arm. "Go bend over the chest." he ordered. I hurriedover, not wanting to do anything else to deserve punishment. Once bent overthe chest I noticed two little hooks that had been attached to the bottom.They were painted the same color as the chest and blended in.

Master left, and then came back with four pieces of twine, a hairbrush anda scarf, which he laid on the floor next to me. He chose out a piece of twine,and tied it firmly around my wrist, then tied me to one of the hooks. He didthe same to my other arm, and then both of my feet, till I was stretched tightlyout over the hard surface. I wiggled a little, to see if there was any leeway,but that just made the twin cut into my skin, so I stopped. Then Master tookthe scarf, and tied it around my face, blocking out all the light.

Master rubbed the hard back of the brush against my ass, and I tensed, knowingwhat was coming. WACK the brush hit my ass hard, making me jerk and cry outin pain. WACK WACK WACK WACK the brush hit me four more times, each hit harderthan the last, until I was sobbing, my blindfold soaked with my tears.

"You are being punished for two things, Alyssa." Master said. I jerked myhead in his direction. Two things? "The spanking was for not trusting me enoughto talk to me about your worries. If you wanted to see what would happen ifI were to punish you, you should have come to me and asked. Now you've ruinedwhat would have been a perfect afternoon with your immature behavior."

I dropped my head, even more ashamed. He was right, my behavior had beenchildish. "I'm sorry, Master." I whispered.

Master didn't say anything, just walking away to get something else. "Youstill need to be punished for taking out the butt plug." Master said, kneelingnext to me. "I believe in my punishments fitting the crime. In the future youwill be thrilled over such a small but plug." he said, squirting some KY Jellyon my asshole. He smoothed it over, his finger pushing some into my asshole.

I lay there, tense, not sure what he was going to do. Then I felt somethinghuge and hard against my asshole. Master pushed it against my asshole, thepressure making me cry out, then scream as he was slowly forced it into mytight ass. Once it popped in, Master left it there for a second to allow mymuscles to adjust to the intrusion, then shoved it hard, pushing it the restof the way in.

"Master! Master, NO!" I screamed, feeling like he was tearing my body apart.But Master ignored me, holding it there when my muscles would have expelledit. Then he wrapped something else around me to keep it seated deep insidemy defenseless colon.

"I will be back in a bit. In the mean time, Alyssa, why don't you think aboutwhy you're being punished." he said, standing to leave.

I cried out and whimpered, begging him to take this monster out of my ass,but once again, he ignored my pleas. I lay there in the dark for what seemedforever, as cramps built deep in my body, making me forget my hot, burningbottom. I desperately wanted to curl up on the floor in pain, but the twinekept me stretched out. Finally I heard his footsteps approaching the room.The door opened, and Master walked over and gently pulled that horrible thingfrom my ass, his soothing hands running over my bottom. He reached down andcut the twine that was holding me there, and then picked me up, carrying meto the bed, where he laid me on my stomach. He untied the blindfold, and thenreached over for a jar of cream he'd put on the bed next to me. I lay there,exhausted, while he gently smoothed the cream on the welts on my ass, and thesores on my wrists and ankles.

"I'm sorry, Master." I repeated.

"You're forgiven, Baby." Master said softly, his hands soothing away thehurt.

I relaxed at his touch, turning my head so that I could watch him. Afterhe was done, Master turned me over on my back, and moved over me, so that hisbody was pushing me into the soft mattress. His mouth locked on mine, amorously.I could feel a stirring deep in the pit of my body as I responded to his kiss,my tongue coming out to twine with his.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled over, so that I wason top of him, with Master in nearly a sitting position, propped up by thepillows. He arranged my legs, so that I was straddling him, then pushed meup so that I was sitting on him. I could feel his cock pushing to get freefrom his pants. "Reach behind you, and grab your elbows." Master ordered.
"Yes, Master." I said, doing as he commanded, forcing my full breasts out for him.

Master long fingers tugged on my pouting nipples, making them stand at attention,begging for his attention. He roughly pulled and pinched them, and my breastsswelled with desire. I moaned, arching my back further, begging for his attention.He moved one hand down to gently touch my dripping pussy, his fingers partingme so that he could see it's soft pink interior. He firmly stroked my clit;one finger finding it's way to the entrance of my pussy. I whimpered, ridinghis finger, my hips rocking in time to each thrust of his finger. My pussyjuice running down his hand to his pants, where it was left a puddle. "Cumfor me, Baby." Master whispered, "I want to watch your cunt grip my finger." Athis order a giant wave of pressure rose and built in me, a huge tsunami ofsensation. Finally it broke, and I screamed at the ecstasy, my legs grippinghis hips.

Master laid there, his eyes locked on my pussy. "Beautiful." he whispered,as I surfaced. Master reached under me, and undid the snap on his jeans, pullinghis cock free. Thankfully, I settled over him, taking his wonderfully hardcock, and bringing it in my body. I threw back my head, my hips moving overhim, taking him deep in my body, into my soul. I opened my eyes, and saw thathis hot gaze was on the place where we were joined.

I knew what he was seeing, his cock, glistening with my cum, sinking in,and pulling out as I fucked him. His fingers grew tighter on my nipple andI knew that he was nearing his orgasm, so I sped up my hips, taking him harderand faster. "Cum with me, Baby." he said hoarsely, as his cock exploded deepin my cunt. I whimpered as we went over the edge together, enjoying the gruntof pleasure he gave me. When we'd come back from out flight into heaven, Icollapsed on him, exhausted. Master wrapped his arms around my waist, holdingme there. "Sleep." he ordered, nestling my head to his chest with one big hand.I sighed, and fell asleep in his arms, his cock still inside me.

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I was woken later by the feel of my Master sliding his cock into my moistcunt. I groaned, and arched my back, pushing my hard nipples into the crisphair of his chest. Master bent his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth,biting on it. I gasped and groaned at the sudden stimulation, my legs wrappedaround his narrow hips.

"Oh, oh, oh." I cried out as I started climbing, nearing the top. SuddenlyMaster pulled himself from me. I cried out in protest, my eyes popping open.Master was over me, his eyes hot with desire.

"It's your turn to do some of the work, Baby." he said huskily. "I want youto fuck me, this time." With that he grabbed me and rolled so that I was ontop. I smiled, thrilled to be able to be in charge. I wiggled down his body,till my face was over his cock. It stood up, glistening wet from my juices.I ran my hand up and down it a few times, before opening my mouth, and suckingit within. Master groaned, and I could feel his balls tighten. I sucked onhis cock, moving my head up and down, until I had take all of it in my mouth.My hand gently manipulated his balls, feeling them tighten. When he was closeto his peak, I stopped, sitting back. Master was laying there, his chest heaving,his eyes locked on mine warningly. I just smiled reassuringly, and moved overhim, pressing his cock into my pussy, till I could feel him pushing againstmy cervix. I arched my back, my hands coming up to cup my breasts, holdingthem out for him to see. I let the moment draw out till I couldn't stand itany longer, and I started moving my hips, slowly, wanting to savor the feelof him deep inside of me. Master moved his hand over to my clit, gently strokingit. I whimpered, my hips moving faster as I was once again there, ready tocum.

"Master? Master, please?" I begged, my hips moving feverishly.

"Cum." At his order, I felt the waves of pleasure began, building, building,till I spasmed around his hard cock, my pussy muscles sucking him in deep.Then I felt Master grab my hips, pulling me off of him, and pushing up deepin my asshole. I screamed, the invasion of his cock sending me up further.

"Oh, god." I whimpered. "I'm so full of you." Master grabbed my hips, forcingme to move on him. After what seemed forever I came back to myself, and I tookover the movements, wanting to bring him with me. I clenched my ass muscles,squeezing his cock.

"Harder, fuck me harder." Master ordered. I obediently picked up the pace,pumping my hips harder and faster. Finally Master peaked, I could feel hishot cum squirting into my asshole. I waited till I was sure he was done, beforegetting off him, his now spent cock laying soft against his stomach. I collapsedon the bed next to him, his sperm leaking out of my ass. "Good job, baby." Masterpanted. When I finally caught my breath, I got up and walked into the bathroom,cleaning myself up, and bringing a warm washrag to wipe of his cock. I gentlycleaned him off, then climbed back into bed to snuggle with him. I sighed contentedlyas his arm wrapped around my narrow waist, bringing me next to him. After afew minutes I looked at the clock, and my eyes nearly bugged out at the time.

"Oh, my god. It's past dinner time." I gasped, getting up. I bent over andgave Master a quick kiss. "Why didn't you wake me? You must be starving!"

"It's been a long day for you, baby, so I just ordered in." he said, hisarms pulling me down next to him. "Rest, talk to me." he murmured. We lay therein the soft light of the lamp, just talking about nothing and everything. Wetalked about our childhoods, and our jobs. We talked about old relationships,and our goals in life. Then we fell silent, just enjoying being together. FinallyMaster broke the silence. "You've had most of the day to think about it, Baby.Do you want to sign the contract?"

I turned my eyes to him, love shining out of them. "Yes, Master. I wouldlove to belong to you."

Master smiled happily, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and stood up.

"Master?" I said, but he just walked over to his drawer. On top of it wasa little jewelry box, which he brought over, and handed to me. I sat up inthe middle of the bed, with my legs curled under me, and curiously took thebox, opening it. Inside was a . . . well it was similar to a necklace, exceptit was solid, and had a lock on it. Engraved on it were the words 'Baby'. Masterreached over taking it from me. "This is your collar, Baby. As long as youare mine, you will wear this. I am the only one with the key, and you may nevertake it off without permission." Master picked up the collar, and put it aroundmy throat, locking it, and stood back to admire me in it.

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A year went by, and I fell more and more in love with my Master. We had somerough times, but they weren't bad, because I truly wanted to submit to him,so my mistakes were few and far between. We had experimented more and morewith bondage and Master had pushed my limits, showing me the ecstasy that couldbe found in pain.

On the day of our anniversary Master told me he was planning a surprise forme, so I bustled around, getting my chores done, so that I could take a bath,and be ready for him. Once the house was done, I went up stairs and drew ahot bath for me. I carefully washed myself, and then shaved, my hands runningover my smooth legs to my soft pussy, checking for stubble. My hand hoversbriefly at my clit, but then moves on. Master had warned me not to touch myselfwithout permission and I don't want to ruin this day with my disobedience.I finish soaping myself, before getting out and drying myself off with thesoft terry cloth towels. I pour the lotion that Master bought me in my hand,and rub it into my skin, before combing out my hair, and blow drying it.