Master Tales of Bondage DIscipline
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Journalists and photographers from all nations flooded the CDC headquarters for the press conference. They packed the lobby from wall to wall, every conversation, regardless of language, was speculative. Normally a conference like this would take place in Washington, but this time the CDC was addressing the world alongside a representative of the WHO. On top of a raised platform at the end of the lobby, a doctor with his credentials clipped to his suit stepped up to the podium. He was the head of head of the CDC and he began his announcement.
“Thank you all for coming today. I am Dr. Gordon Mann, speaking to you as both the head of the CDC and in association with the World Health Organization. I’m here to address your concerns as to the strange occurrences of the past six weeks.”
Every word he said came with the flash of a camera. One reporter raised her hand. “Courtney Bour with The Guardian. Why have you waited so long to speak to the public?”
“The details of these phenomena are unprecedented, and frankly unbelievable. From the rumors alone, you should all realize that we’ve never seen anything like this before. It’s taken six weeks just to get enough information for this conference.” He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the outrageous claim he was about to make. “In simple terms, animals have been spontaneously transforming into humanoid lifeforms, capable of speech and human intellect.”
A tsunami of sound flooded the building, causing Dr. Mann to visibly flinch. Journalists were shouting questions and even security guards and other employees were staring in shock. After a few moments, he pointed to a journalist from CNN.
“What is causing these transformations?” the man asked.
“We have yet to indicate the physical cause.”
“Do you believe this is natural or caused by people?” another reporter asked.
“We have confirmed that the first occurrence was due to human intervention.”
“Are you referring to the man and woman seen in the Bronx Zoo security tapes?”
“Yes. We have confirmed cases of animals transforming in their presence and they used the zoo incident to draw attention to their plight and get help. They are currently working with the CDC to help uncover what is going on. For security reasons, their identities will remain confidential. However, we believe that most, if not all of the events we have witnessed since the zoo incident are occurring naturally.”
“Do you believe this will continue?” a woman asked.
“We have noticed a steady increase in cases and we have no reason to believe they will stop happening.”
“Should the public be alarmed? Are we in danger?”
“Aware, yes, but not alarmed. From what we have seen, animals that have transformed retain their behavior and natural thought processes, though with a more human-like intellect. Herbivores and other naturally timid animals will remain cautious and will flee from other people, while carnivorous animals are only as dangerous are they were before transforming.”
“What is your opinion on the possibility of human-animal coupling? How long will it be until people are demanding legal bestiality and having offspring with transformed animals? Isn’t this proof of the slippery slope argument against gay marriage?” Of course, it was a FOX reporter who asked.
“In regards to offspring of any kind, we have found that transformed animals are all sterile, same as mules and ligers. The only exception is animals that transformed while pregnant. We have a transformed wolf woman in custody that has given birth to human-wolf hybrids like her because she was pregnant at the time of her transformation.
As for human-animal coupling, it is not in the CDC’s place to give an opinion on ethics. This event has redefined what we know about biology and human existence. Whatever the future holds, it is up to the public of this country and the world to decide cultural norms.”
“You said that you have a ... wolf woman ... in custody. What and where does that mean?”
“All hybrids, both natural and manmade, are being sheltered with all physical and mental needs being met. We are currently studying their social behaviors and trying to determine how they will live in our world and what roles they will take. We are doing everything we can to ensure their safety and happiness. It will be up to the courts to decide the rights of hybrids.”
“What should people do when these transformations take place around them?”
“They should keep their distance and call the police, and the police will get in touch with us. However, should this happen to house pets, families may retain custody if they so wish, but they must notify the CDC so that proper measures can be taken for their wellbeing.”
“Is it possible that this can start happening to people? That humans will start becoming like animals?”
“There is no evidence to suggest such a thing happening.”
In the living room of the mansion, we were watching the press conference with rapid heartbeats. Even Dr. Lawrence was with us. At the last reporter’s question, I looked over to Elise. I could certainly understand why Dr. Mann had lied to the press. It was one thing if animals were transforming, but if people were vulnerable, then fear and paranoia would run rampant. Zombie apocalypse enthusiasts would probably drop the ball and people would end up dead.
“So what now?” I asked Dr. Lawrence.
“We wait a few days to see how the public reacts, and if we don’t see the total destruction of our society, then we’ll evaluate our options.”
“Which is how we ended up here,” said Lorraine as she stepped out of the CDC van.
“What did you say?” I asked as I climbed out of my car.
“I’m just explaining things.”
“I don’t follow?”
“How else are the readers going to understand that because of lacking anarchy and civil unrest upon the revealing of animals transforming, the CDC said we should take our motley crew to a public place and Dr. Lawrence suggested the beach?”
“What readers? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Remember? We were talking about this yesterday when you helped me pick a new bikini, then we had sex in the changing room!”
“You’re wearing a one-piece and went to the store by yourself!”
“Ugh, just once, could you encourage my insanity instead of getting pissy about it?”
She was wearing a thin robe over her swimsuit, while I was wearing my trunks and a shirt. We were in a parking lot next to a public beach, with a path through a strip of forest leading to the water. All of the girls were in my car and all of the guys were in the van she was driving. Her pillar men were so huge that only three could fit in her car at once, so she was borrowing a CDC van and using all of the extra space or beach stuff. I just barely had enough room to fit all five girls into my Subaru, and that was only because Leah stayed in the very back. Betty and Elise were in a second van driven by Dr. Lawrence. I was starting to think that he had suggested a beach trip for us because he simply he wanted to go. With his job, he could certainly use a day off. However, this was a freshwater beach. We picked it for Leah, as her salamander skin didn’t react well to salt.
What we didn’t expect was how busy it would be. It was a truly beautiful weekend and we had gotten the last few parking spaces. People were walking all around us, most just arriving and making trips to bring all their stuff to whatever spot they had picked. Having this many people around made me nervous as hell for the girls. But I was also excited, eager to see people’s reactions. Would they be amazed? Scared? Our pictures were going to end up plastered all over the Internet, but a part of me couldn’t wait to see what would happen. It was like standing on a bridge or a cliff and hearing that voice in your head telling you to jump. That little chaotic voice was saying that the more crowded the beach, the more entertaining the result.
“Ok, time to liven up everyone’s day,” said Lorraine as she banged on the roof of her car and I did the same.
Doors opened and everyone got out and stretched. It had been a long car ride.
“I got to admit, you did a great job picking out the girls’ swimsuits,” I said.
Momo got out of the passenger seat wearing a black bikini to match her hair. Sonja came out of one of the back seats with a white and yellow frilled bikini that accentuated her tits amazingly. Out of the other side appeared Jenny, wearing a one-piece with a hole cut in the back for her tail to poke through and an opening that showed her belly button. From the middle seat crawled out Chloe, wearing a blue one-piece with frills around the waist like a skirt. I opened the back of the Subaru and out came Leah, wearing a strapless white two-piece.
Then, out of Lorraine’s van, THEY appeared. The four demigods, wearing nothing but sandals and speedos, stepped out and once again made me hate myself and my physique. Goddammit, Peter had rabbit ears and a puffball tail, and he was still manlier than I could ever hope to be. They were all good guys, but every time I saw them, it crushed my self-esteem. Seeing them like this now just made it worse. But I will admit, I also did feel a lot better having them here. With these hulks around, no one would dare try anything funny with my girls.
Then I sensed a disturbance in the Force.
I turned around, and before I even saw her, I had an erection. My eyes fell on her, Betty. She was wearing a blue bikini that had been custom-made for her, but with a body like hers, any bikini became a micro bikini. The top was just barely covering her areolas and her nipples were poking through the thick fabric, and between her luscious thighs, the bottom had become a g-string.
“Master, what do you think? You like what you see?”
She then turned around, showing me her perfect ass, with the blue material struggling to remain visible. I think I blacked out for a second, I definitely lost my balance. She had been fully dressed when we left the mansion, so this was the first time I had seen her in her swimsuit. I was so turned on, it was actually making me angry.
Behind her appeared Elise, gorgeous as always, wearing a ruby-red top and a tight skirt. She saw me pitching a tent in my trunks. “Put that thing away! There are children here!”
From the driver’s seat appeared Dr. Lawrence, modestly dressed, at least in the category of comfortable beachwear. He looked exhausted, but that was understandable. Driving with bikini babe Betty in the passenger seat would wreck the nerves. All it would take is a single glance to become completely hypnotized, and the next thing you know, you’re face-down in your airbag with the front of the van wrapped around a tree.
From the moment we came out into the sunlight, a tremor moved through the entire parking lot. People around their cars stopped, saw us, and became like statues. Some were asking each other to confirm what they were seeing, and many had already whipped out their phones. We would see a lot of phones today. Chloe instinctively hid behind me, and I rested my hand on her head to comfort her. Jenny similarly got nervous.
“Relax, it will be fine. You’ll all feel better once you get to the water. Now girls, what are the rules for today?”
“No taking off our clothes,” said Momo.
“No playing like we do in bed,” added Sonja.
“No wandering off,” said Chloe.
Leah covered her mouth, meaning ‘no talking to strangers’.
“Tell you or Lorraine if we need to go to the bathroom,” Jenny said.
“Correct. Now, let’s all enjoy our day.”
The pillar men and I carried the beach gear and we moved along the path through the woods. They probably could have carried all of it, but my manly pride insisted I show off. Even though it was a fresh water beach, it was still a field of white sand leading to lapping water.
“There are so many people!” Sonja exclaimed with her tail waving. True, much of the beach had already been divided up into spots for more than a hundred other visitors.
“I think I see an open space over there,” said Betty, pointing off in the distance.
It was quite a walk, past a lot of people, but we had come to be seen so that was what we were going to do. We were hidden in the woods, but as soon as we stepped onto the sand, we became visible. We walked along the spine of the beach, leaving most people with their backs to us, but immediately, others looking in our direction had their attention drawn. Initially they noticed us for the size of our group, then they noticed the tails and ears. They had heard about it on the news for weeks, but for the first time, they were seeing the animal people in the flesh. Scales, fur, feathers, they stood out like neon signs. A visible charge went through the crowds.
Then they noticed something else; bouncing tits, swinging hips, and bronze muscles. Momo, Sonja, and Jenny walked side by side, the sunlight shining on their slender, half-naked bodies, their skin smooth as glass and glowing with sexual energy. Behind them, Betty’s caramel-colored rack jiggled with every step she made and her divine ass mocked the bikini bottom so poorly trying to conceal it. Following them was Elise, showing off her flat belly and her magnificent shelf. Taking up the rear was the pillar men, causing the women who saw them to forget the names of every man they had ever loved. Guys who saw them felt their self-esteem crash and lose all hope of ever procreating.
All in all, multiple sexualities ended up questioned.
Of course, no one paid attention to me, Dr. Lawrence, Lorraine, or Chloe. Any gazes directed at Leah was due to her black and yellow skin. But still, it was nice to see my pets being admired. By the time we reached our spot, almost everyone on the beach was staring at us. We laid out a vast field of towels and set up multiple umbrellas with several coolers full of food and drinks.
Lying back on a towel in the shade of an umbrella, Elise stretched out her tail to its full length in the sunlight. “Oh, this sand feels so good! It’s so soft and warm! This was a great idea!”
“Ok, girls, before we do anything, you need to put on sunscreen,” I said.
“Sunscreen?” asked Jenny.
“It will keep your skin from getting burned. I’ll put it on you, don’t worry.”
I took out one of several bottles of sunscreen and squirted a puddle into my palm. I rubbed it between my palms and started smearing it on her face. All it took was that small contact to make her smile. I leaned in and kissed her, causing her puffball tail to twitch. The rest of the girls watched enviously as I moved across her body, rubbing the lotion on her skin so she wouldn’t get the hose again.
Once it had soaked in, I moved to Momo with more sunscreen. Like with Jenny, I cupped her cheeks and kissed her. I took my time with her, wanting to savor her thunderous purring. Her bikini left a lot more skin to take care of, not that I’m complaining. I then began rubbing Sonja all over while fighting against the urge to aim for the sweet spots. I told the girls we wouldn’t play, so I had to prevent either of us from getting horny.
“I love when Master pets me,” she hummed as I massaged her back.
I continued on to Chloe and Leah. Leah was easy, the sunscreen mixed together perfectly with her salamander sweat, and of course, I could listen to Chloe’s adorable little squeaks all day. “This is the strongest sunscreen I could get. I picked it specifically for you two. We need to protect that soft skin of yours.”
“Oh Masteeeeerrrr.” I turned to Betty, hefting her breasts. “Can you put some lotion on me? I need to feel your hands.”
“Betty, trust me, I’ll rub you all over when we get home. But please, I can’t handle more temptation.” I then looked over to Lorraine, who had covered her chest with sunscreen and was grinding against the pillar men. “Lorraine, I’d really like to end the day without half our group going to jail for public indecency.”
“YOLO!”
“A little dated, but whatever.” I jerked when I felt the unmistakable touch of breasts on my back. “Momo, what are doing?”
“Master put lotion on us, so we should put lotion on Master. See, they’re doing to Lorraine.”
As per her words, the four pillar men were now giving Lorraine a full body massage as if it was an act of worship. It looked like something from an old Britney Spears music video. For fuck’s sake, there are people watching! Before I could say anything, the rest of the girls tackled me.
“Dr. Lawrence, a little help please!”
The doctor had just sat down in a beach chair and cracked open a beer. “Sorry, but I’m going to have to follow the Prime Directive on this one.”
It took some effort, but I managed to peel the girls off me. “Ok, let’s go swimming.”
Hearing the magic words, Leah sprung up and ran towards the water, past rows of people who couldn’t believe their eyes. She had to be wearing a costume, right? Leah dove into the water and immediately surfaced, waving us in. Whooping in joy, Sonja chased after her and made a large splash. I went in third, watching as Sonja flopped around with a big grin on her face, trying to spray as much water as possible. Beneath the water, Leah was zooming around like a torpedo. But looking back, I saw Momo, Chloe, and Jenny standing at the water’s edge.
“Come on in,” I said.
“Momo can’t swim,” the feline said. Chloe and Jenny shook their heads as well.
“I don’t think Sonja can either, but she’s figuring it out. Just walk into the water until it’s up to your chests and it will come naturally to you.”
Jenny went in first, dipping her furry feet into the water and slowly stepping in. Momo followed, grimacing from the water’s temperature. It wasn’t cold, but she was used to hot baths. Chloe remained at the edge, tugging on her ears. Countless people were watching, but that wasn’t why she was nervous. I held out my hand to her.
“Just walk to me. You’ll be perfectly fine.”
She built up her courage and finally stepped into the water. She took my hand and I led her deeper in, until the water was halfway up her chest.
“Now just remember to always be able to keep your feet on the ground, and when you want to paddle, keep your fingers together.”
I looked so Momo, who was slowly walking around with her breasts just above the water. “Momo has never seen so much water before, it’s like a giant bath.”
Meanwhile, Jenny was getting adventurous, walking out until the water was up to her neck and beginning to figure out how to use her arms. A big smile on her face, Sonja paddled over with her floppy ears floating up. She swam over to Chloe and then burst up from the water. “I love swimming!”
The sound of frantic splashing and a garbled voice turned me around. I saw a young boy with goggles and a snorkel freaking out, trying to get as far from Leah as possible. He must have met her under the water and mistook her for a lake monster or something. As the boy ran off, Leah came over to me with a somber look on her face. She ducked behind me the way Chloe would, as if trying to hide from the world.
I crouched down and kissed her on the nose. “People just aren’t used to seeing creatures like you, but in time, they will be. You’re beautiful after all.”
Leah wrapped her arms around my neck and I returned the embrace. Hopefully the people watching us were paying attention.
“How’s the water?” Elise asked as she slithered over with Betty.
“It’s nice and warm,” said Momo.
Elise moved into the water, shivering as it touched her scales. “This feels pretty cool actually. But I’m supposed to be able to float.”
“What do you mean?”
“I got an x-ray at the clinic and found that I have a long third lung in my tail. Normal snakes have something similar.”
“You probably sink because of your posture, like when you raise your head when floating on your back.”
“If it looks like I’m drowning, grab me.” She then dove headfirst into the water, disappearing beneath the surface. She reappeared a hundred feet away from the water’s edge after only a couple seconds. How the hell did she get over there so fast? “This is so cool!” she hollered.
“Master, look at this!”
Without me seeing, Betty had gotten into the water. It was up to her neck, but her breasts were floating like a pair of buoys. Jesus, those things are magnificent. I just wanted to— no, no, get a hold of yourself! I must resist temptation! Damn it, she’s trying to tease me! I must change the subject!
“Are you ok in the water? Are your hooves weighing you down?
“Yeah, they’re heavy, but as you can see, my body makes up for it.”
Lorraine and her pets than entered the water, but from the looks on their faces, the men were only going in to follow her. They were probably just as confused and uneasy as the girls were.
“Master, is this right?” Momo asked.
She was doing a doggy paddle the same way Sonja had, keeping her head above the water with her tail swishing behind her. It was honestly one of the cutest things I had ever seen.
“Yeah, that’s perfect. What about you, Jenny?” Nearby, she was struggling, unable to get much forward movement without simply pushing off from the ground.
“Master, it’s not working!”
I held her against me to calm her down, waiting for her breathing to become steady. “It won’t work if you get freaked out. Just relax and try to move towards me.”
I separated from her to open up some space and she gave it another attempt. She tried to swim towards me, paddling forward with her hands and propelling herself with her legs, but the problem was her movement. Every time she brought her legs forward, she ended up pushing against the water with equal force to when she’d try to kick off, leaving her just treading water.
“Ok, let’s try something different. Take my hands and I want you stretch out your legs straight behind you and walk like your taking tiny steps.”
She didn’t understand but did trust me. She took my hands and I helped keep her head above the water as she straightened her legs out. She started moving her legs with her wide rabbit feet acting like fins at the end of a tail. I tried to move back and pull her along with me, but her propulsion was greater than I expected and she ended up running me over and sending the two of us sinking. We came up from the surface, coughing and sputtering.
“Sorry, Master!”
“No, it’s fine. Just do what you did then and use your hands to steer and keep yourself upright.”
This time she tried it on her own, and after a few attempts, she figured it out and was swimming laps around Momo, Sonja, and Chloe. Like Sonja, her rabbit ears floated on the surface of the water, and I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of her tail poking up. I looked over to Lorraine who was starting off the pillar men by simply having them float on their backs to get a sense of their natural buoyancy.
We continued swimming for a while, all of the pets getting used to the sensation of moving through the water. Elise and Momo eventually called it quits, wanting to soak up some warmth. I decided a change of things would be good.
Sonja looked up at me as I got out of the water. “Huh? Master? Are we going home?”
“No, we’ve still got all day to enjoy ourselves. But there’s more you can do at a beach than just swim. Do you girls want to build a sand castle?”
“What’s a sand castle?”
“It’s like when you shape clay into animals and people, but instead, you make buildings out of sand.”
A lightbulb appeared above Sonja’s head as inspiration struck her.
We moved back onto the beach and Sonja and I started digging into the damp earth. Our first idea was to build a copy of the mansion, first a rough draft about the size of one of the coolers. Then, we made our tiny cabin next to it, with a forest of twigs around it. Once we started working on Elise’s farm, the other girls had started to join in. Lorraine watched as we built a sandy city.
“Mistress, would you like to do that too?” Peter asked.
“Do it too? I want to put them to shame. Come on, we got work to do.”
Our two groups dug and built opposing cities with Elise’s tail stretching from the camp as a divider. She was soaking in the sun from her towel, while beside her, Dr. Lawrence sat in his chair and read a book. Of course, people were still watching us, and I could see them starting to move in closer, with fear and confusion being replaced by curiosity. They were probably re-evaluating our pets, going back to thinking they were just people in costumes. After all, they all acted so normal.
We stopped after a couple hours, having a full sandy city in front of us. I went over to see what Lorraine had made. It was a town like ours, but with some kind of Mt. Rushmore in the back and a wall around it.
“What is that?” I asked.
“It’s the Village Hidden in the Leaves, or in this case, the sand.”
“I’m not even going to ask what that’s a reference to.”
“Elise, judge our sandcastles! Whose is better?”
Elise got up from her towel and slithered over, checking both our creations. “Meh, he wins. If you’re going to make a reference, it has to be something that everyone knows. If you had made something from maybe the Lord of the Rings, I might have given you the gold.”
Now covered in sand, we went back into the water to clean ourselves off and then returned to our towels for lunch. After eating in the shade of the umbrellas, we all reapplied sunscreen and took a nice sunny nap. Dr. Lawrence kept watch, making sure no one on the beach tried anything funny.
After our nap, we swam some more and worked on our sandcastles, but in time, the sun began to set and we called it a day. The drive back home was quiet, all the girls sound asleep, with the light of the setting sun on their serene faces. It had been a perfect day; the girls got to enjoy the outside world, we had fun, and nothing bad happened. As we pulled up the driveway, the girls began to stir, shaken by the bumps of the driveway. They were all yawning and rubbing their eyes when the car came to a stop.
We all got out and circled around to open the back. On a soft rubber mat, Leah was still snoozing, curled up with the tip of her tail touching her nose. I gently scooped her up in my arms and gave her a small kiss. Next to us, the two vans had parked and everyone was getting out, blissfully tired.
“Dr. Lawrence, I’m going to take the girls upstairs to get washed up. Can you make a call for pizza delivery?”
“Sure thing.”
“Girls, let’s get in the bath.”
I carried Leah inside with the girls following me to our bedroom. I filled up the large tub in the bathroom while the girls stripped off their swimsuits.
“It’s ready, come on in!”
The five naked beauties pranced into the bathroom, all smiles as they saw the hot communal bath. This would be Jenny’s first time, but after spending the day swimming, she was all smiles. I was first into the tub, checking the water temperature and finding it perfect. Once I took my seat at the back, the girls each climbed in, humming in bliss from the warmth. We had spent the day swimming, so the hot water felt especially blissful. I had Jenny at my side, my arm around her.
“Today was a good day,” I said as I nuzzled one of her long ears.
“Can we go back to the lake tomorrow?” she asked.
“Not tomorrow, but we’ll definitely go there again. I was thinking I would start teaching you how to read tomorrow.”
“What’s reading?”
“It’s a way to gain information or learn different stories. I taught all the girls how to do it and it helps them pass the time when I’m not around.”
“We’re having pizza for dinner, right?” asked Sonja.
“That’s right.”
Momo closed her eyes and sank down into the tub, keeping her chin above the water with a smile on her face. “Momo loves pizza.”
Each girl had a special topping they favored. Momo liked anchovies, Sonja liked pepperoni, Chloe liked vegetables, and Leah liked pineapple. Speaking of Leah, the salamander slipped under the water and reappeared in my lap. Wagging her tail in happiness, she straddled me and gave me a loving kiss.
“You definitely had fun today, didn’t you? I’ve never seen someone swim so fast. Don’t worry, you’ll get to swim plenty more times.” She then started to grind against my lap, making me hard. “Ah, not right now, Leah. We need to wash up and be nice and clean before the pizza delivery guy gets here. But don’t worry, you can go first when we play tonight.”
“Can I go second?” Chloe asked, crawling over.
I pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. “Of course.” I eyed Momo, Sonja, and Jenny. “Then it’s first come, first serve.”
We all worked together to clean each other off before dinner time, first forming a semicircle and massaging each other’s scalps with shampoo. Since Leah didn’t have any hair, she was in the very back. Then, of course, it quickly devolved into foreplay. Next to me, Momo and Jenny panted and blushed as they rubbed their chests together, leaving their tits covered in suds. On the other side, Chloe was massaging Sonja’s breasts from behind, causing Sonja to give a canine whimper of bliss. Leah returned on my lap, and we were tongue kissing as we scrubbed each other with bars of soap.
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Note from the author: After reading through all of the comments on part 1 I couldn't resist sitting down and continuing this story! Thank you very much for the kind words and helpful suggestions everyone! This part is hopefully improved over the last, but with the same theme that everyone seemed to enjoy. I hope you like it! Feel free to comment and make suggestions and I will happily take them into account for part 3 :) Master part 2 Would work never end? Time seemed to slow down...
"Didn't I tell you I was feeling sick yesterday? What do you mean you don't remember? I definitely remember telling you. Well look, I'm not coming in today. Whatever I ate, it's coming out both ends. I'm glued to my toilet. What are you, nuts? I don't even want to get in my car, let alone my cubicle. Yes, I swear it's the truth. Ok, hopefully I'll see you tomorrow." I hung up the phone and Momo pounced on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and purring like a Ferrari. "My boss...
Master Karl inserted a funnel gag into its mouth, strapping it around the head. He bound the arms behind the back in leather cuffs shackled together with an S clip, separated and secured the legs with a spreader bar attached above the knees, locked the neck in a thick steel collar and then connected that with a short steel linked chain clipped to an iron ring on the floor so it couldn’t escape from a prone position. He allowed it to kneel on a cushion, although he could just as easily...
After having yet more disappointing sex with my husband I roll off the bed when he starts to snore and I look down at him, casting my eyes over his body. Bob is still sexy with his medium build and brown short hair but I know that need more. I grab my phone and send an email to my Master explaining what has just happened. I tell him in detail about the frustrating and unsatisfying sex I have just had and although I know that my Master won't get the mail as he's away on business, I have to send...
BDSMMaster PC: the Urge for Self- Loving By Aphotic Disclaimers: If you're under 18, leave now! This story ain't for the faint of heart. Go find Disney. Com or something. My thanks to: J R Parz, the inventor of the Master PC universe, one of the better class of MC stories. My heartfelt appreciation to J R D author of the magnetically compelling Witch Chronicles series. Xanthos Pendragon , his Master PC Eclectic's Edition reminded me of the consequences of messing about with...
Jenny gasped and panted as I pierced her, sheathing my manhood deep within her slender form. She was pressed against the shower wall, her long ears hanging down over her face from the weight of the water. Her parted lips drew me in and I joined them with mine. My hand slipped down her smooth thigh and I lifted her leg, granting me an angle with more room to maneuver. Her moans came in tandem with my thrusts, her body welcoming my cock as our tongues danced. She wrapped her arms around me and...
The phone rang and i jumped out of my seat. I had been waiting for a call from Master all day and i hoped this was he."Hello?" i said."Be at my home by 8PM and be ready to be used really good" said my Master, and he hung up before i could speak.I was so happy when he called and felt so wanted when he gave my orders.It was already 6:30PM and i decided to get ready. In the shower all i could think about was what master had in store for my tonight. I didn't care, all i wanted to do was, please...
MASTER SAM AND MISS PANIgnoring the "Do Not Disturb" sign suspended from the door handle, the nervous submissive tapped lightly on the door to his Master's room in the Starmount Guests section of the Atlanta Sheraton Inn where She was staying. It was always this way, though this was a 5th visit to Master Sam. After a brief pause, his Owner for the next few hours pulled open the door and, without speaking, gestured for him to enter. He stepped past Her into the room as...
"Come in, slave," he ordered. The submissive entered, trembling. "Undress," barked the master, "and pay attention to the house rules. You are to be naked in my presence at all times, unless I instruct you to wear my wife’s soiled panties. You will not speak unless asked a direct question. You will address me as Master or Sir. Since you are a miserable apology for a man, I will call you Alice although you will answer to any other name I choose to call you such as slave, or slut. Failure...
When I got out of the shower, I sat at the vanity, carefully looking at myself. I began to apply my makeup so that I would look seductive and trashy. My Master came and stood in the doorway. He smiled at me as he walked over to me, his fingers in my hair leaned over and kissed the top of my head. My body even though tired responded instinctively with a tingle and my nipples perked up.“My beautiful slut,” he said as his hands slid down from my shoulders to my tits. “Thank you Master”, I said...
I've never written anything before but after spending so many hours reading all the wonderful works of art of fictionmania I wanted to try and get some ideas of my own down. I'm sure my writing style must be terrible and I'm hoping to improve. Hopefully some people will get some enjoyment out of my 'writing exercises' ;) Master Tim stood in front of his master. He had been waiting for this day for quite a long time... the day when he would finally meet the man who had been...
I finished shining the black latex to a glossy sheen admiring my reflection as I did, I then stood back to admire my work. My wife Penny stood before me covered head to foot in latex, panting with excitement I admired the ample contours of her beautifully body. The suit was made to measure so it fit in all the right places. My mouth watered at the sight and I could see the lust in her eyes. In return she took the shining gloss and began to shine the latex suit I was wearing. You see I too...
LeelaThis slave is activated as Chronicle 7 in the presence of the Master. This slave is tasked with making a detailed unbiased record of the events taking places around the Master. This slave begins by asking the Master for today's date. This slave is given the date of Oneday, first of Am 7851, new years day. One of sixteen auspicious days in the ten month two hundred eighty day calendar devised by the Master. Thanking the Master for his knowledge, this slave begins the chronicle.Oneday, first...
Journalists and photographers from all nations flooded the CDC headquarters for the press conference. They packed the lobby from wall to wall, every conversation, regardless of language, was speculative. Normally a conference like this would take place in Washington, but this time the CDC was addressing the world alongside a representative of the WHO. On top of a raised platform at the end of the lobby, a doctor with his credentials clipped to his suit stepped up to the podium. He was the head...
I had developed a curious fascination with Master/sub relationships. I being a submissive, longed for a Master. I had no luck meeting a real Master. It was becoming frustrating. It wasn’t until I saw Master Ross’ webpage and filled out his application. I had to include a detailed background report on my upbringing and sexual history. I also had to send pictures of me naked and clothed holding a sign for Master Ross’ and the current date. It wasn’t until about a week later he emailed me back. He...
I had developed a curious fascination with Master/sub relationships. I being a submissive, longed for a Master. I had no luck meeting a real Master. It was becoming frustrating. It wasn't until I saw Master Ross' webpage and filled out his application. I had to include a detailed background report on my upbringing and sexual history. I also had to send pictures of me naked and clothed holding a sign for Master Ross' and the current date. It wasn't until about a week later he emailed me back. He...
Chloe whimpered as I used my penis to play whack-a-mole, though there was only one mole and it was her cervix. We were in the missionary position, her small body almost invisible under me. She had her face buried in my chest, letting me smell her hair and nibble on her ears. I had emptied my tank last night, so I decided to top her off before breakfast. She gave her signature squeal, letting me know I could release everything. I pulled out of her, watching my semen dribble out of her pussy....
"Momo! Momo!" Sonja and I were wandering around the property, calling out her name. It was getting dark and she still hadn't come, and every minute that passed was making me more worried. Had she gotten lost? Had she eaten something poisonous? Had she tripped and sprained her ankle? Had people found her and taken her? "Master, over here!" I followed Sonja's voice to the front of the house, where she was crouched down, her noise to the ground. "What is it?" I asked. "Momo was...
Master’s First InspectionBy Daddy_JackThe little one stands before Him for the first time. As instructed she stands in the middle of the hotel room and keeps the eye contact her Master demands. She waits, lost in her thoughts with the tension of the moment making her entire being scream inside.Master’s instructions for dress were specific and the girl made sure she did as ordered. She is wearing a white button down blouse, dress jeans, a red bra and panties. The outfit extenuates her...
The girls were sitting on the floor, eyes downcast in shame with me looking down on them. "So, you watched HOW many porn videos?" Momo and Sonja looked at each other and then held up both their hands. "This many," Momo said. Beside them, Chloe looked like she was about to cry. I turned to Momo. "And I'm guessing you were the ringleader?" "Ringleader?" "It was your idea." "We thought we could impress you by using the computer and you would give us cake." It's pretty hard to...
I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience. “Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.” Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry.” We stepped into the bedroom, to find that the entire floor was covered in beds. Lean a few on the walls and we’d have a giant padded cell. “Ok, girls, are you all ready to play tonight?” “Yeah!” the cheered. “Momo wants to go first!” my cat demanded. “No, me!” shouted...
I knew that I always had an unusually high sex drive and for years kept it repressed until I met my Master. He knew i was built to be a fuck whore. I am a pleasantly plump woman with huge tits that can draw men's attention towards them and I have an insatiable thirst for cock and sex.The first time he shared me I had been scared and excited at the same time. He had told me that we were going away for the weekend and I was to pack a bag and be ready at 3 o’clock, I kept watching the clock...
Today was the most horrible day of my life. It all started a couple of days ago. Master Paul and I had been having problems for a while – no matter what I did, it didn’t seem to be what He wanted. After being chewed out, and being told I didn’t do this right or didn’t do that right, I started getting fed up. Can you blame me? I mean a sub can only take so much! So I started messing up on purpose – I figured if I was going to get blamed for it anyway, ya know? But I guess Master Paul had finally...
I'm kneeling by the door and it is five minutes before my Master is due home. I run my hands over my short skirt making sure it's hanging down smartly. My stockings are black to match my skirt and my pink heels combine with them perfectly. My heels match the pale pink; almost see through, strappy vest top. I am not wearing a bra as Master loves my breasts so they must be easy for him to get to, and my nipples are just visible. Neither am I wearing panties. My blonde, shoulder length hair is in...
Oral Sex"Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes. Her legs were in the air, forcefully spread with ropes leading to the headboard where her wrists were bound. With her body in such a position, her titanic breasts looked even more magnificent, two avalanches of flesh just begging to be manhandled. Her pussy and anus were on...
Having been a slave for nearly 6 years, I am now convinced of the fact that once you fulfill a fantasy in the Master/slave relationship, you will always try to top it. Just when Master and I didn’t think we could out do ourselves, we suddenly did.I sweated thru my black cotton dress in the heat and humidity of the city. Master and I met, crossed the street and ducked back into the porn theatre we had visited 2 years ago for public sex. I remember it exactly the same way; smoky with a musty...
Master’s Double Subbing Part 8When Master seen the slave looking He got upset and told the slave that He had something to keep that from being a problem. He pulled out a blindfold from His box of goodies. This was something new that Master had never used with slave before. It found out later that Master had bought it for just this occasion . Master instructed the lady to place it on the slave and to make sure that it could not see. Oh she listened real well cause the slave could not see...
I wake up and look at my clock, surprised by the fact it’s almost lunch time. Normally even on a day off I never sleep this late. I lay there and stretch, thinking about what I’m going to do for the rest of the day when my phone beeps, letting me know that I have a new message."Good morning My slut, I trust you are well. You will meet me tonight at 7pm - the normal place. Tonight you will also meet your new sister." Master.I read the text about four times, a big smile spreads across my face,...
BDSMNext morning I woke early. Master was stirring beside me and soon he nuzzled against me. My arse and pussy were tender, but recovered. My nipples were swollen and sore, full of milk and ready for milking. Master released me and we showered. I sucked him to hardness and allowed him to fuck my mouth hard and long in the shower. He was firm with me, pushing me against the wall and down to the floor. I knelt in front of him, bringing his cock to attention with my hands and mouth, then allowing...
Chapter Two. How long I waited I do not know but suddenly I heard the front door being unlocked. A well-built black man entered the kitchen and when he saw me he smiled. "Follow," he commanded curtly. Obediently I stood and followed him out of the kitchen. Not outside, no further into the house. As he exited the kitchen he pulled off his tight t-shirt and threw it on the floor. "Pick it up." I obeyed, but inside I was seething I wanted to tell this guy to fuck off and...
Me: “I’m not going to submit to you so easily this time, Jon.” I curl up in a ball in the corner refusing your touch or words. Master: I run my fingers through your hair and lovingly lift your chin. My lips meet yours and my tongue slides in your mouth to meet your tongue. My fingers scratch your head slightly and I slide in closer and closer. Me: I let your tongue enter my mouth and meet it with my warm tongue. My arms still holding my knees close to my chest I start to let go, but catch...
Me: “I’m not going to submit to you so easily this time, Jon.” I curl up in a ball in the corner refusing your touch or words. Master: I run my fingers through your hair and lovingly lift your chin. My lips meet yours and my tongue slides in your mouth to meet your tongue. My fingers scratch your head slightly and I slide in closer and closer. Me: I let your tongue enter my mouth and meet it with my warm tongue. My arms still holding my knees close to my chest I start to let go, but catch...
BDSMSuzy sat in the drawing room her petticoats in ice blue and chiffon white lace underneath Beautiful black stockings and sling backs in shiny black leather ooohhh the fragrance and beautiful design showing her reinforced heel and peep toes showing the blackness of her toes..He wanted her the moment he laid eyes on his dungeon slut...Black silk gloves held her champagne the maid Sonia had provided as Suzy licked her lips as a beautiful insatiable slut seeing the two of them her Master and his...
Master is pleased that His slut has been blogging and posting comments but He thinks that perhaps the post have been a little too tame. Master says that from what he sees alot of the people on xhamster are freaky perverts and if this blog is to gain a readership it's going to have to be dirtier. So here goes. Blog posting day 5 on xhamster, wherein the slut does anal.When the relationship first moved from normal lovers to Master and sub, the whole topic was thoroughly discussed and the rules...
The soft sunlight shining through the curtains wakes me and I stretch in my little bed by the window. Turning my head, I look at the clock on the bedside table and see that it’s ten minutes to six. I always seem to wake up the same time each morning. I lean up and look at my Master Matt laying in the big double bed across the room and I can see only his leg sticking out the covers and just a little of his dark blue boxers showing. I swing my legs and stand on the thick pile carpet, stretching...
BDSMAs the slave waited for Master in the hotel room, the conversation that T/they had in the beginning of their relationship was repeating in its head. “If slave is going to be my slave then it will eat another woman’s pussy,” Master had told slave. Then Master asked the question that slave knew He would next, “Is slave willing to do this for Master?” The slave wanted to say no but it knew that it couldn’t do that. All slave wanted to do was please Master and it knew that this was something...
I did not resemble a slave that day, no collar, no chain; Master requested professional attire. As I stood on the street corner in my black business suit, black bra and stockings underneath, along with my black stilettos, I felt anxious and very submissive. A new fantasy was about to come true; a visit to a sex shop was in order today, complete with a dungeon below. I watched as Master got out of His blue jeep; He was strikingly handsome as always in a dark blue shirt and black pants. The...
Today was Thursday the 31st of August 2017; Dylan’s birthday. He didn’t like his date of birth, as it meant that he was the youngest in his year at school. The sun was streaming from behind his blinds into his bedroom, and now he was ready to get up. Normally his weekend and school holiday mornings were spent jerking off, but today he wanted to get up to open his presents. Dylan and his father lived alone in a reasonably small house in Cardiff. Dylan’s mother died when he was little, so...
This is the story of Master T and me. Master T and I had been together for over ten years and married for 8. We shared a pretty normal sex life, which over time got a little boring. It was several years ago that we discovered BDSM on the internet. My curiosity slowly got the better of me and before I knew it we were watching Bondage movies and I was reading all the stories I could get my hands on. I never had any intention of trying anything I read about, but eventually after all my...
Lorraine, Dr. Lawrence, and I were walking down the halls of the CDC hospital. CDC employees were moving in and out of patient rooms with armed guards stationed throughout the building. In every patient room was a hybrid, either lying in bed or staring out the window. They were all dressed in bleach-white clothes. They appeared well-fed and well taken care of, but seeing them, there was still a knot in my stomach. They were miserable. “They don’t belong here,” I said. “This is the only place...
“Mr Malfoy! Mr Malfoy!” “What it is now, you know I’m beginning to grow sick at the sight of you?” “I have something that belongs to you” *Hands over the diary* “I don’t know what you’re talking about Potter, I’ve never seen this book in my life.” “Oh I think you have Mr Malfoy. I think you snuck Tom Riddles diary into Ginny Weasley’s cauldron, that day in Flourish & Blotts.” “Oh you do, do you? Why don’t you prove it?” *Lucius throws the book down the corridor, watching it slide away from...
I knew what I was going to find on the other side of that door, but I still didn't have the guts to open it. Sonja had just come into the kitchen saying that there was someone in the shed, and considering the strange phenomena that had been happening to me lately, the circumstances of this stranger's presence were obvious. But I knew I had to face this new trial. Behind me were Momo and Sonja, Momo's ears twitching from her curiosity and Sonja growling and fighting her instincts to bark and...
Jenny gasped and panted as I pierced her, sheathing my manhood deep within her slender form. She was pressed against the shower wall, her long ears hanging down over her face from the weight of the water. Her parted lips drew me in and I joined them with mine. My hand slipped down her smooth thigh and I lifted her leg, granting me an angle with more room to maneuver. Her moans came in tandem with my thrusts, her body welcoming my cock as our tongues danced. She wrapped her arms around me and...
Happy Easter, everybody! I’d just like to thank all of you for making it to the end and giving me your thoughts! Enjoy the finale of ‘Master! Master!’ I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience. “Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.” Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry.” We stepped into the bedroom, to find that the entire floor was covered in beds. Lean a few on the walls and we’d have a giant...
For several days, the whiteout continued. I was learning to live without TV and Internet, though the itch never went away. It was certainly nice to have a vacation and rest with my girls, but that wasn't to say we weren't busy. My driveway was bound to get plowed sooner or later, and when it did, all that snow would be pushed up right in front of my house-if the plow could even get that far. In preparation, we spent countless hours shoveling the snow, trying to get as much of it off the...
Both of us drunk and sweaty already from a night of dancing at the club. Stumbling into the house, Master and I are ripping each others clothes off. Frantically pawing at each other. Wanting every part of our bodies touching. Master wraps his hand in my hair and pulls me in for a kiss. Mouths open, tongues battling each other, lips pressed together hard. He pushes me to my knees by my hair. I look up at Him silently asking for permission. Master nods a yes. Smiling, I pull His pants down,...
“has she been introduced properly?” the man in the chair asked. He stroked his chin, the small stubble of two days’ growth scraped against his fingertips. “No master, I have left her mostly untouched, for you.” The red haired woman responded. She shifted her weight, the chain swayed in her grasp, but the girl didn’t make a sound, only her heavy silent breathing. “Becca, bring her closer.” He beckoned to her. She moved forward, tugging on the chain and the girl...
He’d just finished eating lunch when there was a knock on the door. His father went to answer it. “Oh hi girls,” Gareth said. “Hi Mr Davies, is Dylan here?” Olivia asked. “Yeah. DYLAN! Becky and Olivia are here!” Gareth shouted. Dylan emerged in sweatpants and a t-shirt. “Oh, hi girls,” Dylan said. “You were gonna show us that new computer game, right?” Rebecca said. Dylan just stared for a moment, before realising what she meant. “Oh! Right! Yeah, come on, it’s, uh, in my room…” Dylan...
“What? Oh…morning dad…” Dylan said, yawning. “It’s half 5 in the evening actually,” his father Gareth said. “You’ve not been in bed all day, have you?” “No, I was…” Dylan then remembered what he’d done. He shot up in bed, realising he was still naked under the covers, and his eyes darted to his laptop, which was still on his bedside table. The screen was off and it wasn’t making any noise. “What’s wrong?” Gareth asked. “Um…nothing,” Dylan replied. “I unwrapped my presents and messed with...
“This slut is wet!” a man said as he shoved his finger into my mouth to lick my juices from him.“I suppose that means she is more than primed and ready for use” said another chuckling. They talked about me as though I weren’t there as they were feeling and exploring me. I truly felt as though I were a piece of meat and a sex toy. My role was becoming clearly defined in my mind. The conversation continued amongst the men.“Her tits are amazingly good for bondage” said a third man who was feeling...
Calling a Sissy's Bluff I am a sissy slut. Once upon a time I was just a sissy slut wannabe, but that has all changed now. You see, I had posted some online ads, saying that I was hoping to meet a dominant Master who would come claim me and turn me into his own personal sissy slut. That was certainly my fantasy, but I hadn't ever met anybody who wanted to really make that fantasy come true. Truth be told, I wasn't sure that I wanted it either, so I must admit that when the Master of...