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i would hope our first meeting in real life would happen this way:
i would be registered on Collarme.com, and coming to Your hometown on business. Feeling very naughty and daring, i decide to finally realize my ultimate fantasy to move from the world of virtual submission to the real thing with a real Mistress. i enter the zip code, screen the listings and one catches my eye ....
It is Yours, and something about the description, the details, the care makes me begin to wonder, even obsess about how it might be if i were to send You a message .... i begin to tingle in my 36 D breasts, and start to squirm a little in my skirt, my utterly microscopic, too-tight thong binding in my moistening pussy as i begin to type in the words:
"Dear Maitress Nicole, i am a 28 year old bi-sexual submissive who has a few years of bondage experience with two lesbian lovers. All these years i have dreamed of serving a true Dominatrix, and something about Your profile....."
i end with my phone number and the cursor rests on the send button. Do i dare press it?
i press it, realizing i have crossed a very big line in my life.
That evening, at home, the phone rings. Before i look at the number i know who it is.
"Is this Penelope Joli?" my heart skips and my pulse races. oh my god, i think. This is happening.
"Yes. Hello?"
We chat for ten minutes, Your voice calms me as You ask very direct questions about my appearance, my personal life, my sexual experiences. Without realizing it i open up completely, to a stranger, telling you everything as if hypnotized.
We end with an agreement to meet, at Your home, a week from now. Your tone changes and suddenly i realize Your dominance is beginning as You tell me, in great detail how i am to dress, to shave, to prepare. An enema? A fully waxed pussy massaged with baby oil. You provide specifics about how i am to dress and i scribble notes. White thigh high stockings. Plaid slutty schoolgirl mini-skirt. Tight white silk midriff blouse. Hair back and in a pink ribbon. And tall, tall fuck-me-pumps. i want to masturbate as You list your demands.
A week later, in my hotel room, freshly returned from a painful waxing at a local salon, i look down at the bed and the outfit laid out there. i slowly put it on, sitting naked on the bed, rolling up the opaque white stockings and sliding them up my legs, adjusting the top elastics so they are perfectly aligned. i slip on the stilettos, hot pink and just screaming "Whore!" and buckle the thin straps around my ankles.
Standing i step into the skirt, wriggle i over my ass, and zip it from behind, buttoning it closed. it's tight, very tight, and i feel my buttocks strain as i bend over, carefully, a little shaky on the impossible high heels to pick up the blouse.
i slip my arms in and fight to close it, encasing my big boobs tightly inside, the tight silk compressing them together into a deep valley of cleavage. i turn and with a gasp, see myself in the mirror. That isn't penny, i think.
That is going to be Maitresse's new slave.
i turn,checking to see if i am put together, and slip on a rain coat, realizing there is no concealing the heels during the long walk through the hotel lobby to the taxi line. i blush and realize i have only my desires to blame for my fate.
The phone awaits and i dial Your number. There is no turning back now.
The cabdriver kept checking me in his mirror, having seen me climb into the cab with my hot pink heels and white hose. Your house was a short drive away and traffic was light, so thankfully i didn't have long to dwell on the situation i had willingly set myself into.
"Here you go babe. Twenty three bucks and have a real good time." I pushed a twenty and a ten through the divider, opened the door, and poked my long legs out into the curbside. I unfolded by sixfoot tall frame from the cab, smoothed the raincoat around my knees, shut the door and stepped onto the sidewalk.
Your house was quiet. The street was quiet. The cab drove away, leaving me.
Alone.
"Be brave," i told myself. "Just one foot before the other."
Except my feet were jacked up six inches from the sidewalk, forcing my calves and ass to strain from the effort of balancing on the balls of my feet. "Be sexy," i told myself. "She probably is watching you know through Her window."
The next thirty steps seemed to take forever. My body swayed with each step and i found if i rolled my hips provocatively it was actually easier and more natural to walk."
The door. Silent. The next thing i would do could change everything. What was She like? How would she be dressed? Would i be fucked? God, how i wanted to be fucked, and with that thought i felt the breeze slip under the coat, the mini skirt, and over my bald, exposed, hopelessly horny and waxed mound.And with that need to be owned, penetrated, hurt, humiliated, to serve and serve like no slave had served before ....
i pressed the doorbell. Inside the bell rang, i heard steps across a wooden floor.
Oh god. i forgot the raincoat, i looked like i was wearing a brown paper bag. Too late. The door swung open.
And there You were.
Helpless, stunned by the sight, i dropped to my knees,kneeling for your neighbors to see.
"My Maitresse," i said. "May i be your slave?"
There You stand, dressed to kill in a black cupless corset, garters down to the highest set of buttery black leather boots i have ever seen. The heels are like daggers, taller than mine, accentuating the muscles in Your young long legs. i pause at the door and You step forward, a slight smile on Your lips as You lick Your teeth lasciviously, Your arm rising up in sort sort of greeting ....
my hair! You grab a fistful of it and drag me into the hallway, kicking the door shut behind You with a terrible bang. i fall to my knees, try to put my arms out, but am kneeling, face pressed to the floor, cheek mashed down, my pulse racing like i've been attacked.
"Why ARE YOU HERE?" you ask, standing behind me, hand twisting my blond mane into a terrible, eye-watering knot.
"ANSWER ME WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU!"
"i...i....came to .."
"CAME TO WHAT CUNT?"
"i came to serve You Maitresse Nicole. p...p...please."
"Please what cunt? Please and thank you and how do you do? Silly bitch. Hands behind your back. NOW! Cross them, wrists together."
Something thin is looped around my wrists and snugged very tight. my hands go slightly numb. Again my hair is pulled horribly hard, and i am pulled back up to my feet,completely shaken and stunned by this "greeting."
You walk in front of me and slap my face hard before picking up a pair of shears and brutally cutting off the rain coat. The pieces fall the floor -- $1000 of Burberry gone forever. i am crying but aroused, frightened that someone so desirable and gorgeous could be so savage so soon. i had imagined a long talk on the couch over tea, a gentle seduction.
This was an assault.
"At least you follow instructions well. Nice slutty school girl outfit. And you did not lie about your body or appearance. That is good. If you were fat your ass would be outside wondering what just happened. Oh, and by the way my new little slave, you will be weighed and measured. Any gain or increase in body fat and there will be terrible consequences. I have a full gym and treadmill in the basement. Three hours every morning is standard.... mmmm, and very nice tits too. Those will be fun. Maybe even funner if we make them bigger for you. Yes, I can see you would be a total transformation slut."
i try to nod and hold my composure. Did i hear correctly. Three hours every morning? Breast enhancement? my flight was scheduled for 8 am. i need to clear up this misunderstanding.
"Thank you Maitresse Nicole for Your compliments. i try hard to stay in shape. but i'm afraid you don't understand. i have a plane back to New York in the mornin....."
SLAP!
"Shut the fuck up. you're the one who doesn't understand you stupid slut. Here, this will stop your sad jabbering."
You take a black leather harness with large red ball and mash it into my mouth like a horse's bridle. The gag is huge and stretches my mouth wide open, i feel my drool building up behind it,leaking out the corners as You cruelly buckle the two straps across the back of my head, tangling my hair and pulling some out by the roots.
i can't help but like it.it's so perverse, so demeaning...and what is that you are holding? A chastity belt with wires?
"Let's get you in the right frame of mind slut before i clarify your situation."
Two metal phalluses, threeinches apart, one about ten inches long and the diameter of a beer can, the other shaped like a buttplug, but with a slight curve are riveted into a thin leather strap. That strap goes up to a wide black leather belt with four shiny D rings on it. You lube both dildos and crouch down in front of me.
"Feet apart bitch. Shoulder width. Now ass first, that always gives me the hardest time."
Obediently I step my pink shoes apart and look down as You roll my miniskirt up over my waist and expose my bald pussy. The twin dildos glisten in the dark hall way. i actually tingle at the hope of having them pushed inside me and on cue my pussy begins to feel warm and wet and swollen."you came here for this you idiot," i thought to myself. Enjoy it.
i jump, startled,as you push the butt plug between my ass cheeks and grind the blunt tip into my unprepared anus. i focus on relaxing it, knowing how it has to end, cooperating fully .. as...oh....oh...it's very big Maitresse! it's too soon for me....oh.... please.... please..... a finger at least....it's going to hurt
IT DOES HURT
An inch moves inside and i unconsciously bend forward to align my rectum with the curve in the plug. Tighter i am stretched, a terrible burning fullness... oh no... my sphincter muscle locks down in terror, trying to expel the intrusion. RELAX! i tell myself, convinced that i will tear myself as...
it....
SLIDES in. The thickest part pops past my sphincter and the entire plug is in me. Very cold and very alien.
"Good slut. The first thing you've done right since you arrived," You say. i nod, mute the gag, noticing my nipples standing out hard through the silk blouse.
"Now the one you've been waiting for.Open wide...."
You rub the head of the immense cock between my shaved cunt lips, pushing them apart, wetting the head and smearing lube on me....it too is cold and very very thick, as thick a cock as i have seen and certainly bigger than any i have taken inside me.
The tip slides in and i move my legs further apart, straddling the dildo and trying my best to let it slip inside me.
i doubt myself, it seems stuck, but You keep shoving and grinding it around in a small circle, twisting it, making me accommodate it. Half way in and i am panting around the gag, hair in my face, the double penetration overwhelming my body and making me perspire, turning me more into an animal than a woman, forced to accept a sudden brutal act i hadn't foreseen.
"There you are.Nice and snug. Can you feel them rubbing against each other? Now let's make sure they don't go anywhere." You pull the crotch strap up tightly and thread it through the waist belt just above my ass. You cinch everything tight and the dildos move in even deeper. i submit to the sensation -- the first time i have been penetrated in both orifices.
"You will wear this at all times. This is your training belt. It comes off for the bathroom and for my use of you alone. This belt is now part of you. Get used to it and let me know if it chafes you anywhere. I want no blemishes on you anywhere. Customers hate that."
A black electronic box the size of an ipod is clipped into the back of the belt and the pair of wires running out of the dildos are plugged into it. You don't explain their purpose, stand up, and face me.
Concentrating,you unbutton my blouse and roughly pull apart the sides to expose my breasts.
"Mmmm. Yes. Bigger for sure."
You take a pair of chained nipple clamps, black metal with turn screw tension adjustors, and casually clamp first one, and then my other tit. I moan into the gag, the feeling is delicious, and for the first time in my life, between the fullness in my very crotch, to my pride in my slutty look, the hardcore perversion of the gag and now the pressure on my my nipples, i feel on my way to submissive nirvana.
You flick the ends of my nipples where they stick out from the clamps and smile.
"Not done yet dear. Not quite." A sterile package is torn open and the ends of my nipples are swabbed with cold rubbing alcohol. It smells like a doctor's office. i am afraid again.
You pull out two curved needles and and with a smile on your lips drive one through my left nipple.
my scream goes no where inside the gag. i thrash my shoulders, trying to get my breasts away from you! What the fuck?!? i think. what the fuck is this? what the fuck is the safeword ....
the safeword.
What safeword?
SLAP!
"Control yourself bitch. What happens to one tit happens to the other. You must know that by now." The second nipple is forced through and this time i bite back the scream. it hurts like matches are being applied to my tits.
"Now let's wire them up." You attach a small alligator clip with a three foot wire to each needle piercing my nipples and plug their ends into the black box under my mini skirt.
"Ready? Of course you are ready." You pull my hair and lead me out of the hall way into your living room. On the floor is a type of stool, with knee pads, and you push me down onto it. I kneel forward, ass supported by a cushion, torso upright,and feel you lock my ankles to the side of the device.
An affection pat on my cheek from You makes me wince, and you stand and walk to the television. i am captivated by the way you walk, your perfect ass. your long torso and huge natural breasts.you are more beautiful than any woman i have seen before.
You start a DVD playing. The title comes on screen.
"Maitress Nicole's Rules" I watch, the music rises, and on screen I see you and two men. A girl is on the floor. She is bleeding and seems almost unconscious or drugged. One man fucks her mouth while the other fucks her ass. You stand by, somewhat bored and say to the camera:
wwwwwwwwwwwwww
i feel a sudden horrible sensation in my ass and uterus and nipples. You've turned on the black box on my belt. i begin to have a hard cramping spasm.
"I'll be back in three hours. You enjoy the little movie and pay close attention to what you see. Memorize it. I am going to check you out of that hotel and start cancelling your life for you."
Maitress Nicole thoughtfully regards me kneeling and gagged, posture perfect with a sinuous s-curve forced into my lower back and the top swelling of my ass. The miniskirt barely covered the top third of my bare bottom and i was acutely aware of the bundle of riding crops sticking out of a flower vase like a devilish bouquet of spankings to come. The pose was killing me,torturing my abs flexing in the bare midriff between my pierced and electrified nipples. The electric current visibly moved under my white tan line surrounded my pussy unseen and hidden under the black leather of the chastity harness. You tear off some strips of white tape and put an X on each of my clamped teats, insuring the nipple wouldn't slide out if i thrash
"Enjoy the movie. I can't wait to add your little story penelope. You want that don't you? To be my little porn star? We'll see if you still feel that way when i return. You have fun while I get dressed. Oh, I almost forgot ... damn...." Maitresse unwinds a wire from around a short metal paddle the size of a tongue depressor and slides it under the crotch strap, positioning in over my clitoris until it touched the charged vaginal probe. Into the black box and instantly it begins to buzz and tingle.
You stand, breasts so close to my face as you rise from behind me, and unbuckle the ball gag. I gasp and gasp with relief, my chin slick with saliva. Stretching my jaws I moan and the clit stim buzzes harder. "Voice activated," you say. "The more you whimper and moan, the more it buzzes. You'll learn to become very quiet very quickly penny, most sluts cum at least once every 15 minutes in the beginning, then they come faster, turning into one long one with these ... strange waves some girls say. You'll pass out for sure. Everyone does during forced cum training. But then you'll be right back out of it, dreading for it to begin again, and it will begin again.
"And again" You toss your hand and cup my chin and move your face very close to mine, close enough for a kiss. i want that kiss but no better than to try to take it.
Alone, i look around the room and test the restraints on my ankles. i look behind at two metal studded leather cuffs locked down with small brass padlocks. The chair is designed for comfort and stability and sits solidly in place when i buck my hips and try to to budge it. Thewrists are maddening, i think a simple ziptie is all that is back there, a strip of touch wire in thick, untearable plastic.
Sounds of Maitresse come from upstairs, her heels clicking on the floor over my head, the TV catches my attention.
Maitresse enters the picture dressed in a complex leather ensemble that is insanely expensive looking. The same thigh high black stiletto domme boots, a black latex mini skirt with a wet condom covered strap on bobbing in front of her. Her breasts are in an open bodice, crossed by leather straps that meet on a ring over her large nipples. She is amazingly comfortable and at ease dressed as she is, a model of control and comportment, but her face ... the classic American blond girl next door, with huge blue eyes and tawny, straw colored hair like a surfer's. Her teeth dazzled as she smiled and said:
"This is not a game. This is a crime. You are in no danger of losing your life, I am not a serial killer. Understood? Good. But you have been kidnapped and are now, as far as I am concerned, my property. A slave. I know you want to run. You may even want to stay. But you will be given no opportunity for escape, no public exposure, until a long, hard course of conditioning, transformation, and training is successfully finished. You are an investment. You are how I make my money. You are now beginning down the path of becoming a very expensive, very desirable international call girl. You will be trained to fuck. You will be chemically and surgically modified to make you more fuckable. You will be taught to obey me without question, to cum at my word, to not cum until permitted. You will, eventually, be put on the market and rented to the highest bidder. But you will always belong to me and me alone.
"This is a business and you are the employee. The name of the business is sex slavery. It's very common and you know it is, but you didn't expect to find it in Colorado did you? Albania? Dubai? Moscow? Denver......well, here you are and here is where you will stay."
i wriggled on the chair, the electric charge in the plug and dildo was pulsing through my uterus and rectum, the current rising and falling in my g-spot as the clit stim continued to irritate my clit.
I say a single word, "Oh!" and the ecstasy and the agony began. The sounds from my ungagged mouth began to flow, each sound, each creak of the leather cuffs, every word from Maitresse on the television was causing the clitoris stim to torture my clit. it is dreadful. i try told still and fool it, but the constant current in my nipples, ass and vagina is incessant, demanding that i say something, anything ... oh please mute the television. please. i just need quiet so it will stop. please no noo noo
if i cum i will scream.
The television shows a girl, older than me, in a tiny bikini on a beach in the Carribean. Except she is being gang banged by four tall muscular black men who are taking turns filling every one of her exhausted holes with long cock. And there is Maitresse watching, a gorgeous woman standing beside her, a puppy leash running from the collar around her throat to Maitresses' hand. Maitresse touches a fucking black man on the shoulder and gives him the leash. The woman, about 35 years old, looks like a pretty MILF waaaay out of her element. Her nervousness is visible as she is laid back on a beach chair.
i start cumming. i want to be that MILF. i am going to be that person i think and the thought makes me cum.
i scream.
The orgasm caused me to freeze in a silent scream,followed by a desperate long inhalation of air ending in a surprised gasp and then "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" I laughed and screamed, making my cunt explode with more and more mounting vibrations. I hear Maitresse laughing upstairs |
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