Busty Babes 1/Busty Babes - Vol 1.iso/stories/sexslave.txt

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                      Sex Slave

My lover and I have what some people would call a sick relationship, but it
feels so good and I feel so alive and vital, that I think it is wonderful!
I have always loved to please, and he sensed that in me and built my trust to
the point where I am his sex slave. I take it seriously -- I know he will
punish me if I don't! I do everything he asks, when he asks, exactly how he
tells me to do it. If I don't I know what is in store. It is never extremely
painful, but enough to keep me on my toes! What he doesn't know is how much
the slight pain he inflicts turns me on! Maybe THAT is what keeps me here - the
prospect of the punishment! I'll explain last weekend to help you understand.
He called me at work on Friday and told me exactly what to do and where and
that he would be by at 7 p.m. As he ordered I had bathed, powdered and perfumed
and was wearing black high heels, black lace-topped stockings, a tiny black
knit mini skirt and a white silk blouse, tucked in. That's all - no panties,
no bra. My large, firm breasts jiggled a little as I walked, and you could just
barely see the tanned, brown nipples underneathe the silk. When I sat down, if
I didn't keep my legs together you could see all the way up to the soft, downy
vee at my crotch. He arrived at 7 p.m. and when I met him at the door he
grabbed me around the waist and bent me almost backwards, kissing me, tonguing
my mouth while he inserted two fingers up my pussy to be sure I was wet enough.
He told me to bend over the sofa so that he could make my ass feel alive. I
hiked up my skirt and bent over, my firm, small ass bared to him. He took a
very small whip, really a cat o nine tails, out of his pocket, and began to
whip me with it. It stung so badly I bit my lips, but it also felt so good! My
ass stung and my pussy pulsed as I felt the lashes across my cheeks. When he
was through my ass was fiery red and my hole was soppying wet. I was too be
aware of my stinging backside all night - it made me squirm and somehow made
my pussy feel very, very alive!  We left and got into his car. On the way he
stopped to get gas and ordered me to spread my knees and pull my skirt up a few
inches to expose my small, down covered mons. I did as he told me while the
service station attended washed our windows and stared at my exposed crotch.
As he paid the attendant, I reached down and spread my petal pink lips with
one hand and inserted a finger into my yearning pussy with the other. I think
the service station attendant nearly came in his pants! We arrived at a very
nice restaurant and he found us a table across from some Japanese businessmen.
As we ate our dinner and talked as though nothing was amiss, he reached under
the table and pushed my knees apart, and began to finger me. I squirmed on my
stinging ass as he played with my pussy. He instructed me to lift my skirt and
sit on the slick leather - I could feel my hot, red cheeks against the cool
leather and squirmed as he inserted an ice cube from his glass up my steaming
tunnel. We continued to talk, laugh, and eat, with nothing amiss to most in the
restaurant, but the businessmen were getting quite an eyeful and had all but
stopped eating their meal! They watched as he finger my clitoris until I came,
spreading my knees wide under the table and panting while he ordered me to act
normal!  My nipples stood out in stiff points against the silk blouse, like
twin beacons to everyone in the restaurant. Soon after, we left, my hard brown
nipples straining against the sheer blouse, and my thighs soaked with my
juices. On wobbly legs I walked to the car. When we reached it he ordered me
to suck his cock. In the parking lot I bent over and took him into my mouth,
lovingly running my tongue up and down its shaft and along the engorged, purple
vein that ran the length of it. He stopped me before he came, and we drove to a
nightclub that plays great jazz. When we arrived we sat at a table at an upper
level, just above a table full of young college kids. Again I was instructed to
sit with my skirt hiked up and my knees apart - I was ordered not to put my
knees together all night. I sat there listening to the beat of the music and
letting the boys enjoy their view of my glistening pink slit. When we danced,
he pulled my skirt up in back just enough that the creases at the bottom of my
ass showed to anyone who watched. To fast dances I could feel men's eyes on my
swaying breasts. I felt naked before all these men, and I loved it! Finally it
was time to go home. When we got to the car he told me to bend over, and I did,
leaning on the car seat with my ass sticking out beside the car door. I gasped
as he rammed something into my tiny, tight asshole - one after another I could
feel the love beads as he inserted them roughly into my poor, virgin ass.
Then he turned me around and ordered me to put one foot up on the seat. As I
stood there with my crotch split open, he shoved two enormous ben wah balls up
into my aching cunt. As I got into the car I was so aware of the balls in my
cunt moving against each other each time I moved, clicking and moving and
holding my steaming snatch open, and the fullness in my asshole where the
marbles there held it open. I was practically coming every time he shifted
the car, feeling filled up and depraved, my nipples stiff, my ass and cunt full
and my ass stinging and hot.  We got back to his place and he ordered me to
take off my clothes. I stood there, naked, and he sat down, naked, pulling me
across his knees. After giving my ass a few slaps he slowly pulled the string
hanging out of my ass and one by one the marbles slipped out of my ass, one by
one ... pulling the tender outer rim each time one slipped out. Then he pulled
the weighted balls from my cunt - I felt so empty! I begged him to fuck me, to
fill me up again, but he took me over to a reclining chair and tied my arms to
the arms of the chair. I nearly cried from desire while he immobilized me
there, tying my ankes to the arms too, with my knees jacknifed up so that I sat
there exposed and helpless. He spent the next four hours tickling my love
button with a feather, fingering my pussy with two fingers, licking the nectar
from my hot and swollen red pussy lips, sucking on my turgid, hardened nipples,
giving me just a taste of his hard cock but never staying in my mouth long
enough for me to suck him like I wanted to. Finally he untied me and again I
begged him to fuck me, fuck me hard, but again he refused. I was beyond
embarrassment this time and lay on the floor fingering myself, but he grabbed
my arms and pulled me up, telling me he would punish me for trying to satisfy
myself! He pulled me into the bedroom and ordered me to kneel on the bed, knees
spread and my fanny with its angry red welts in the air. I waited, shaking,
while he spread oil on my puckered brown hole. Suddenly I felt the bed sag as
he knelt behind me, and then gasped as he rammed his thick, ridged, angry
purple cock straight up my ass, as deep as it would go. I cried out - it hurt
so much - I'd never been fucked there before! He pumped and rammed away at me
while I clutched the sheets and panted, and then it started to feel really
good, I mean nothing had ever felt like this before!  He pinched my nipples in
one hand while he fingered my pussy with the other, and all the time I could
feel his slick and shining penis impaling me and spliting me in two. When he
came, he burst inside me, and I swear, I could see stars!
I still had not been allowed to come. He ordered me to wash him, and I did,
first with soap and water and then with my tongue, sucking the entire length
into my throat and sucking each ball into my mouth, tenderly, fingering his
asshole, pumping my finger in and out of his slippery secret hole, until his
cock again was like an iron rod. He pulled me around until my crotch was over
his face and we lay there, sucking and licking and loving each other's genitals
- he tongued the entire length of my steaming vagina while I licked and sucked
his engorged rod. Finally I came, pulsing and throbbing on his hot, thick
tongue, squirming my aching, wet crotch against his face, feeling his whiskers
add their sting to the stinging in my ass. His creamy silver cum filled my
mouth and I swallowed every drop, rubbing the glistening knob of his cock over
my face until I was slathered with it.  We spent the weekend like this,
showering, eating, sleeping between episodes of punishment, fucking and love.
He handcuffed me to the bed all night the next night and at one point he shaved
my pussy until it was slick and as smooth as ripe fruit. Then he spread jam on
it and had me lie on the edge of the bed with my legs spread while his Golden
Retriever licked up her 'treat' - while she enjoyed her treat of strawberry
jam, I lay there, spread-eagled, arms handcuffed to the bed, and had a
thundering orgasm while he took pictures of the long, pink tongue against my
bare and depraved pussy. By Monday morning I could barely walk. I went to work
in a professional suit, with nothing on underneathe, knowing that his aromatic
spunk still seeped from every orifice - I could smell his musky odor every time
I moved and could taste him deep in my throat. Please don't think I'm depraved.
I am a sex slave, and I love every minute of it. I belong to him - I will do
anything for him. If I don't he will punish me.