Rebecca's full lips and sexy attitude draw you to her, so you purchase her, and she is taken to the back room to wait for you. When you get there, she is on the floor wearing nothing but a collar...just as you like her. She stands up, licks her lips, presses her body against you, and runs her finger down your chest seductively.
You slap her hard across the face and she falls back to the floor. "Understand this, slave slut," you say. "I am in charge here. You do nothing without my permission. Understood?"
"Yes, master," she says. She is clearly turned on, as she is spreading her legs and moving her hand towards her pussy. You slap her again.
"Did I tell you it was ok to touch yourself?" She shakes her head no, and moves her hand away.
"Well, I'll have to teach you a lesson then. Masturbate for me...but do not cum."
Rebecca is shocked at your order, but obeys. She tries to be seductive, hoping you'll be willing to fuck her. She sticks two fingers in her sopping pussy and moans from the pleasure. You're getting very turned on by all of this.
As she continues, however, she can no longer be quite as seductive. An orgasm has built in her and she is trying to hold it in. She is panting heavily and her body is writhing on the floor, struggling to contain itself.
"Please let me cum," she says. You simply shake your head no.
Now she is almost grunting from the struggle. She is writhing in utter need on the floor. She needs to release so bad but you won't let her. Through the panting, the word "please" escapes her lips again. You respond with, "Put your thumb on your clit."
She does so, and you can see the immediate pleasure it gives her as her eyes open wide and she inhales deeply. Needing to cum so badly, she is almost rolling around on the floor with her fingers buried deep inside her.
Deciding she's had enough, you say, "Cum for me." She releases suddenly in one of the loudest moans you've ever heard. Her juices explode all over the floor in the most powerful orgasm she's ever had.
She lies silently on the floor catching her breath from the ordeal. You give her a moment before walking over to her and attaching a metal leash to her collar. You say to her, "This was both suffering and pleasure for you. Be obedient from now on, and you'll get more pleasure. Be disobedient and it will be pain. Understand?"
"Yes, master."
"Good slut. Now then, what I need to do is find a way to show the world that you're mine. Perhaps I could get your nipples pierced as a sign. Or maybe have you branded or tattooed. Or perhaps I want to expose you and use you in public. So many ideas...." |