Mrs Goodwin
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His hands were cold when they touched her arm, almost like hard ice. She
wasn’t scared, she loved him. Shivering she reached for a hug. The embrace was
hard, but it was also at the same time soft. She liked being in his arms, she
liked knowing where he was.
“Baby, will you help me with my bags?” he asked sweetly.
“Of course,” she said with sadness in her voice. She took the bags from his
hands, and he took her arm, stopping her.
“Of course, what?” he asked sternly with aggravation in his voice.
“Of course, sir,” she corrected. She did not want to displease this man, she
knew he was tired from the long travels, angering him would be far from a bad
idea.
“good girl, now take my bags to my room and meet me in the living room shortly
afterwards. I would like to speak to you a moment.” He said.
“Yes sir, right away sir.” She said quickly, then hauling the bags up to his
room.
The room was very welcoming when she stepped in. She was ordered not to enter
the room while he was gone. She had disobeyed him, and went in anyways. She knew
he would find out, and she was scared of what the consequences would be.
She came downstairs after putting the bags in his room. He was stretched out on
the couch in the living room. He looked tired, peaceful.
“Hello baby, come sit,” he said patting the couch cushion next to him. She
walked over and sat down next to him.
He greeted her with a kiss. It was warm, deep and it had a lot of passion in
it. But it also was hard, and it was a message, or maybe even a warning.
Whatever the case, she sensed something inside of him.
“Now, how was your week without me?” he asked with a smile.
“It was good sir. I was very lonely without you around,” She said returning the
smile.
He nodded, “did you disobey anything from the long list of things not to do
young one?” He asked cocking his head.
“N-n-o sir, I- I would never do anything to disobey you sir,” she said
hesitating.
“Why do I sense hesitation in your voice slave?” he asked griping her wrist.
“I do not know what you are talking about sir!” she exclaimed.
He slapped her face, hard too. “Do not make me mad slave, I have had a long
journey, and I am very exhausted!” He screamed. She reached up and held her
face, fighting back tears.
“Yes sir,” she breathed.
“What was that? I didn’t hear what I wanted in that sentence,” he said.
“Sorry sir, yes sir.”
“That’s better. Now I am going to bed, and I am very tired. Do not disturb me.
Goodnight,” he said letting go of her wrist. He stormed out of the room.
She sat there, horrified. How could she have been so stupid? It wasn’t until
five min later she heard her name, and he came down the stairs, pissed.
“Slave,” He screamed. “Why on earth do you think that I am so mad?” He screamed
at her, getting in her face.
“I” she tried. He was impatient now and angry which were never good together. He
slapped her face, hard, leaving marks. Tears started to puddle in her eyes. When
he was mad, it was her cue to get on her knees in front of him. She knelt, with
tears gathering in her watery blue eyes.
He slapped her again, angry. “I’m sorry sir,” she said scared.
“Now, why are you sorry slave?” he asked.
“Because I went into your room and I disobeyed your command,” she said looking
away, not daring to meet his gaze.
“I disobeyed your command what slave?” he asked angrily.
“I disobeyed your command sir.” She said correcting her mistake.
“I am very disappointed in you slave. You just broke two rules right there. You
will be severely punished. “He slapped her again.
“Yes sir, sorry sir,” she said very quickly.
“Get up. I swear if you disobey me again tonight, your punishment will be even
more severe, understood?” He said strictly.
“I understand sir.” She got up meeting his black eyes.
He grabbed her wrist, and pulled her over his knee. “Now, I am going to spank
you like the naughty little girl you are.” He said then he started to give her
stinging slaps on her ass.
She tried not to cry, she couldn’t show her pain to her master. But it was hard.
He ended up giving her 100 stinging slaps on her ass. She was sore, and all she
wanted to do was be in her master’s arms. She hated to be punished like a little
girl.
After spanking her hard, he stood her up and made her face him. “Now slave, are
you sorry for what you did?” He asked lightly.
“Yes sir, I am very sorry. I deserved to be punished thank you for punishing me
sir.” She said wiping her tears of her face.
“Now, is that all you have to tell me Slave?” he asked cocking his head.
“Yes sir,” she said looking into his black eyes.
“Very well, you better not disappoint me again slave” he sighed and looked into
her watery blue eyes.
“Come here young one,” he said patting this lap.
She went over to him and sat on his lap. “I’m sorry I had to punish you, you
know I do not like punishing you. But, it is to teach you. Do you understand?”
he asked running his fingers through her hair, and down her back.
“Yes sir, completely understood.” She wiped the last remaining tear from her
face, and smiled at him.
He smiled back, “Now, I must get to bed. I’ve had a very long day,” he started
to get up, and then turned around. “Come slave, your going to come sleep with me
tonight. I have missed my slave dearly.” He held out his hand in front of her,
she intertwined her fingers with his, and he led her upstairs.
She had only slept in his bed once, but that time was because she was new,
and he wanted to be close to her for her first night. She was led into his bed.
He sat her down, and quickly got naked. Her master’s body was gorgeous. He used
to be a model, and could very well still be one. She got into the covers on the
other side of his bed, and watched him slide in next to her.
He put his arm around her, and kissed her forehead, “Thank you sir. Thank you
for having your slave close to you, master.” She said smiling.
“You’re welcome young one. I have missed you very much.” He played with her
hair, and she laid her head against his chest. “Get some sleep young one, you
have a big day ahead of you tomorrow.” He kissed her lips sweetly, and laid his
head against the pillow and fell fast asleep.
Getting a kiss from Master was rare. She was overflowed with joy. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, happy that she was close to him.
*** Part 2
She was woken up with a kiss on her forehead.
"Good morning young one," he said pulling her off the bed. "How was your sleep?"
he said pulling her close.
"It was good sir. And yourself?" she asked smiling up at him.
"I slept well." he brushed the back of his hand on her cheek. The red marks had
gone away when he had hit her last night. For that moment, she was scared. She
had this feeling in her stomach... It wasn't a bad feeling, but it wasn't a good
feeling either.
His left arm was around her body, and his right was stroking her hair. She
loved this man. She was not allowed to tell him how much she loved him. She
wasn't told physically, but she was afraid to.
"Master, may your slave say something?" she asked looking into his black eyes.
"What it is young one?" he asked, cocking his head.
"I love you sir." she said. He knew she meant it.
"Thank you slave, your Master loves you right back." he reached over and tilted
her chin with his finger, he kissed her. It was deep, and filled with passion.
This was the first time he had actually kissed her. She was so surprised.
"Now, I am still a little mad about you going into my room slave." he said
looking into her eyes.
She got up, and went on the other side of the bed, and knelt besides her Master.
"Yes sir," she spoke softly, but it was audible.
"Now, I am going to get ready for the day. I want you to go get ready as well."
with those last words he got up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom and
shut the door.
She got up and made the bed. Making sure it was presentable for her owner.
She went over to the table and brushed her hair, getting rid of the tangles. She
smiled in the mirror, liking the look of her collar. Just then he walked up
behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Your gorgeous young one," he smiled at her.
He was wearing a black button up shirt, dark jeans, and a black jacket.
She smiled back, "thank you sir. Your the good looking one sir," she giggled
then got in her knees, facing him.
He chuckled. "alright slave. Enough messing around. Follow me, we have work
to do." he walked out the door, she quickly followed, curiosity taking the best
of her.
He led her into the Playroom. Which was a dungeon filled with toys, vibrators,
whips, chains, and anything else a Master might need.
After leading her into the room, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up
forcefully off the floor. He was playing rough now. He pulled her to a wall,
where there were handcuffs hanging from D-rings off the wall. I gulped.
He pushed her against the wall. Which made her gasp for air.
"Now slave, I was generous last night. But today, not so much,"
He grabbed her wrist and forced them above her head. She heard the familiar
sound of the cuffs locking in place. He did the same thing with her ankles. He
stood back, looking at his work.
After very long moments of pondering, "very nice. Very well let's get on with it
shall we?" he laughed to him self.
She just sat there helpless. He turned and ran his finger over about 50 whips
on the wall in front of her. Carefully pulling a whip off the wall he also
grabbed a water bottle.
She refused to look at him. She didn't want to meet his gaze when he punished
her. He in screwed the top of the bottle, and splashed it directly on her. She
was dripping wet now. She was shivering, her nipples standing out.
He smiled, and dumped the rest of the water on her face. He threw the bottle
at her. Hitting her stomach. It didn't hurt, but he never threw stuff at her.
How could he be this violent this morning? She thought to herself. What happened
to the sweet talk just a few minutes ago?
"So are you?" he asked. Wait, she thought, did he say something. What did I
miss?
"I asked you a question slave. I expect an answer. Now." he just kept staring at
her shivering body.
"I-I-I don't know sir. I don't know what you asked." she stammered.
"Well, were going to have to work on your listening skills won't we slave?" he
asked sternly.
"Yes sir," she bowed her head, not wanting to look into his eyes...
The water was running down her stomach, and down her legs. She all of a
sudden felt a rush of pain on her thigh. I screamed out in pain.
"Please sir, please." she sobbed.
"No slave, you are going to learn. NOW, what number was that?" he asked.
"1 thank you sir" she said.
"Good girl. Now you are going to learn." After saying those words, he continued
to whip her. He stopped at around fifty. She was sobbing, sweat was dripping
down her forehead, and she was shaking.
"Please sir, Ill be a good girl. I promise sir." she pleaded.
He looked into her eyes, knowing she meant it. But, Master always gave a
punishment when needed.
"If you do not be quiet slave, then I will have to gag you. And you know you
hate being gagged. One more word from you and I will do it. Understood slave?"
he said and continued to whip her. When he got to 99 she screamed out in pain.
He threw the whip down and walked up to her, grabbing her face...
"What did I say about making sounds slave???" he questioned.
"I guess you do like being gagged after all." with that he walked over to a
table, and grabbed the ball gag. After securing it on her head, it was time for
the ball gag. She refused.. she shut her mouth so tight, so that it wouldn't go
in her mouth.
"OPEN UP SLUT!" he screamed. Master never called her a slut. Tears began to
streak down her cheeks.He grabbed her face and held her nose shut. About a
minute later of not breathing she opened up gasping for air, he shoved the ball
gag in hastily.
"Now, that you are gagged, I am going to give you your last lash. Then you get
to sit here all day thinking about how you pissed me off today and last night."
He smiled, sighed. He brought the whip past his back, and lashed her so hard.
She screamed as much as she could, but her ball gag was stopping her
bloodcurdling scream.
"Now, I am going to go to work... I want you to think about this all day.
Understood?" he asked standing closer to her.
She nodded her head, with tears streaming down her soft cheeks and on to the
floor.
"Very well." then he slammed the door to the Playroom and left. She was left gagged sitting in her own thoughts.
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It was coming up to Saturday night, which means my usual late night game of poker with a few of my friends. We did this every Saturday for as long as I can remember. It was just an excuse for us to talk woman and get drunk, sometimes even win some cash.Maybe I should tell you a little about myself and my life. I am mike 23, average build average job. What wasn't average was my girlfriend. She really is a true stunner. On the short side maybe 5, 2 but has a figure to die for. She is a size 8...
Jeff and Vicki led a very conventional life until his controlling ways got the better of him. In a fit of anger Vicki transformed him into desperate cock sucking machine, with a great female body but no sexual organs - making him incapable of getting any other means of sexual release. In response to e-mails received this is a consolidated text covering the first 4 Chapters, before the second half of the story is posted on Fictionmania soon. Any further suggestions gratefully received by...
Forget worrying about "The Big Bad Wolf" girls, watch out for Grandpa. It was a beautiful day, a Thursday, when Celeste Sidell checked her Grandfather out for lunch from the Green View Retirement Center, a nursing home for the very aged. After a 4-martini lunch, Brandon asked his 21-year-old granddaughter to stop in at his old house that he had not seen for ages. Brandon Wildes said "I have a big surprise for you, my favorite granddaughter. I know you are going to be a great...
Sometimes You Just Want to Fuck By Brindle Chase Life gets so hectic at times, that I forget to relax and enjoy it. I’d stop to smell the roses, but it seems like there is a bill collector behind every bush. Work and no play, makes me cranky, and I didn’t have time for relationships. We all feel that need to get laid, to let off some steam. I’m not a slut, but I can be, when I need it badly. Like everyone else, I have a threshold and when I hit that cap, I need to get some. This was one of...
ExhibitionismSometimes you get lucky...Let me give you a little background information first. I'm in my 50's and married with a wonderful wife. Our sex life is still pretty ok, of course not what it was used to be, but I cannot complain. We know another couple, about our age, for a long time now. They have a beautiful daughter, around 30 now. She is married with a guy and have three k*ds. I cannot share her real name here, let's call her Anny.Anny and her husband live with her parents in the same mansion...
We developed a routine over the next few weeks. I would hurry over and do whatever little chores she had for me, then take a quick shower. When I emerged, sometimes with Pete's robe on, and sometimes nude, she would be waiting for me in the bedroom, and my education would continue. She introduced me to several positions; doggy, spoon, standing with her bent over in front of me, and even once with her sitting on the kitchen counter. That one was a little tough because I wasn't quite tall...
Kyle pulled into an underground parking garage. I’m not that familiar with this area and so I’m not entirely certain where we are except that we’re still downtown. It doesn’t really matter, though. At the moment I’m more than willing to go wherever Kyle wants to take me. The garage is under a tall, modern building located right on the waterfront. He parked and we got out. He’s still carrying my purse and my dress but I’m so aroused I don’t care that I’m naked in a public place. He took my...
This happened a while ago, early 2000's, after my first divorce but prior to my second marriage and second divorce. I was living in an apartment alone, like now, and was looking for fun in AOL chat rooms, a pretty new thing at the time. The chat room was for guys wanting to watch while someone fucked their wife. Hmmm. He wasn't much of a chatter but said he and his wife would like to...
Wife LoversBoxed Panties and Goodies By Margaret Jeanette Julie Forester knew she was a clothes horse. She had more clothes stored in the attic than anything else. She was packing another box for the attic. She packed some panties, a couple of bras and a slip along with seven dresses and two Capri pants. Then she decided to throw the long legged girdle in there because she wasn't going to wear it in the near future. She took the box up to the attic. She looked...
They were worried about me becoming independent and being able to support myself, but I was determined to do just that. My parents had retired by then and I didn't want to become a burden to them. I told them I was going to get a job and get my own place. Easier said than done. I wasn't being picky about the jobs I was willing to take either. I was willing to do anything for a paycheck, but every place I went there were plenty of others wanting the same position even if it was a dish...
Hi all. It’s my second story on ISS. Thanks to all for the appreciations and suggestions. I would like to share my story with you. Your suggestions and appreciation gave me this conference to write another story. My previous story name was – I fucked her hard as punishment Though this two are different stories. It happened to me when I was traveling back to my home. Before that something about me and neha (girl whom I met in train) I’m Nikhil I’m 18 and I got a 6.8′ cock. I can satisfy any...
Packaged Goods ? by: Trish Shaw. It was four o'clock on a Friday afternoon and I was wet, cold, and covered from head to toe with road shit. Feeling knackered I hauled the 'Maggot' onto its stand for what felt like the millionth time and removed my saturated gloves. Cursing the typical February weather I pulled the large wrapped parcel from the top box cursing the weather as a wave of shivering coursed though me. Even though the delivery was to a regular company. I had not been...
Ryan stamped on the brakes and cursed loudly, skidding to a halt inches behind the bumper of the jet-black VW Golf. It exuded signs of the quintessential boy-racer; fat exhaust, lowered suspension, and custom transfers, including one that read "Low n Wide" in case there was any doubt. A perfectly good car ruined by bad taste and money.Until that point, the journey home had been just like any other Wednesday, trying to find a station playing anything other than adverts, watching for police speed...
SeductionNever in a million years did I think that it would come to this. I had a crazy notion that we would be together for the rest of our days. Our relationship had always seemed rock solid, maybe a little on the conservative side, but perfectly happy. One ordinary Wednesday evening as we lounged on the sofa, Dina casually told me that she had met somebody new and would be leaving me the next day. She was true to her word and made her exit with a small suitcase early on Thursday morning. Coming to...
Never in a million years did I think that it would come to this. I had a crazy notion that we would be together for the rest of our days. Our relationship had always seemed rock solid, maybe a little on the conservative side, but perfectly happy. One ordinary Wednesday evening as we lounged on the sofa, Dina casually told me that she had met somebody new and would be leaving me the next day. She was true to her word and made her exit with a small suitcase early on Thursday morning. Coming to...
Straight SexMy name is Michael, I’m 27, about average in every department you could think of, black hair, hazel eyes. I’m not ashamed of anything about myself, I don’t wish anything was bigger, smaller, more muscular… anything like that. I’m happy with who I am. I was also happy in my relationship with Dani, my partner of just over twelve months. I could lie about how she looked, ‘oh she had a slim as hell waist, her boobs are 44dd’ etcetera, etcetera, but that would make me a liar now wouldn’t it? I...
Kathy said, ‘About three hours ago I was having dinner with three women I work with. They were talking, complaining really, about the love they aren’t getting. They are married and wanted to know if I shared their feelings of loneliness, of not being taken care of. I told them I touch base with you every day and that every time I touch base I know I am loved right down to the marrow in my bones.’ Megan asked, ‘How about right down to your g-spot?’ Kathy laughed and said, ‘They wanted to know...
“So you needed a little “reminder”? Forgetful? Hmmmm….ok” My words keep ringing through your mind as you drive to our designated “spot” behind a building.“What does he have in store for me now?” You ask yourself, as you think back to how you found yourself in this predicament…..and loving every second of it. How you, a professional, married , mother of two ended up being a secret “fuckslut” for this intelligent, soft-spoken, brown-skinned man. Your pussy plumps in remembrance of how, at...