When Master arrived, I was as He wanted me to be. Naked and hair down. He walked in, took 3 steps towards me and smacked me on the left side of my face. My face stung and pleasure ran through my body. He smacked me again on the left side. Then, He kissed me. A deep, spine tingling kiss. It was amazing. I didn't think a kiss could feel that great. He said that was my reward for obeying Him and being a good Slut.
That is His name for me, Slut. It fits. I feel comfortable with it and it thrills me to hear Him call me that.
After the kiss, He forced me to my knees and ordered my to suck His cock. While I was doing that, He slide my Collar around my neck, fastened it, and then clicked the leash on. I moaned loudly and rubbed up against His leg without stopping what I was doing.
At one point I had to stop and He got angry. Smacked me hard in the face and told me to keep going until He said stop.
He jerked on my leash, yanking me off Him and pushing me down on the bed. From there, fire ran through my body. He took me from behind, ramming His cock in my pussy. His hand came down on my ass time after time. I couldn't help but cry out in pleasure and in pain. Then a sharp crack sounded and fire ran down the middle of my back. He had taken the leather strap of the leash and brought it down hard on my back. I felt my back arch and I pushed back harder against Him. He laughed deeply and brought the leather strap down over and over again. His hand smacked my ass time and again. My body was a mess of pain and pleasure. He pulled out of me and yanked on my leash, bringing me up on my knees. He yanked me around, flat on my back and shoved inside of me. Slapping my face, He said I was HIS Slut, no one owned me but Him. All I could say was Yes, Sir. Every time He couldn't hear me, He would slap my face hard until I was loud enough for him to hear.
He repeatedly choked me, slapped me, strapped me, and fucked me harder than I have ever been fucked before. I loved every second of it....even when I broke His trust. I am one to try and see how far I can push someone. I tell you now, I will never try and push Master again. He told me not to bite Him when I nibbled a tad too hard on His finger. Near the end, I was sucking on His finger when I bit....HARD. He yelled out. Then His eyes got black, His arm came back and hit me extremely hard across the face. He said, "this is what happens when you loose my trust." He yanked hard on my collar, cutting off my air and hit my face hard 3 more times. He said to not ever break His trust again or it would go worse next time. I whimpered and started rubbing against Him like a dog does when they disappoint you. I apologized over and over again. Then, He kissed me like He did when He first came in. My knees weakened and my breathing became erratic. He broke off too soon and I cried out. He laughed at me.
He then did the worst thing I thought possible. He took my Collar off. I protested loudly. He said He would keep it with Him. With the Collar off, I felt I had a little more freedom to say, "I expect that back on my neck, very soon." He laughed and said that I would.
Since that day...I have never felt more relaxed and more happy. I'm at peace with myself.
Do I love the man himself...no. Do I love my Master, yes I do. And this is only the beginning.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
The last 3 weeks
Ok, so this one may encompass more than 3 weeks as I have to give a little bit of background on some things.
I recently acquired a safe haven in a campground for myself. I also managed to get 2 "boy toys". This was in the beginning stages of talking to Master. I eventually got down to one man for my weekends. We talked a lot during the week as well. The camping season is at an end now so we don't see each other anymore. He is married by the way. We were both getting a little too comfortable with each other. I knew that at any day one of us would say something we would regret and not be able to take back. He recently said we needed to stop talking for awhile to let the feelings that were growing, stop. In light of everything that has happened, I agreed.
Master began to question my weekend activities, wondering what I was doing and with whom. There was no use lying, He'd see through the lie should He ask me to my face. So I told Him everything that was going on except for the "feeling" part. I thought it best to leave that out. Master wanted every detail of what I was doing and how, so I gave it to Him. He then said I could fuck who I wanted, as long as no one came in my pussy. I readily agreed. And I tell you, I have held to that one rule.
Recently, we were able to agree on a day to come together. I went to my haven the night before. On that night, I got together with my first boy toy. He did things to me that prepared me for the next day. He tied my to the bed for 3 hours and fucked me hard, never letting up.
The next morning Master texts me asking where I was. I had forgotten to tell Him I had driven up the night before. He was not too pleased. He asked if I had fucked since the weekend before. *sigh* Again, I felt a lie was the best thing. I told Him I had not. Master was pleased, I felt guilty.
I will continue what happened that day on my next posting. To most of you, it would be criminal to you....to me, it was beautiful, amazing, pain, humiliating, pleasure...everything I had hoped and wished it to be.
I recently acquired a safe haven in a campground for myself. I also managed to get 2 "boy toys". This was in the beginning stages of talking to Master. I eventually got down to one man for my weekends. We talked a lot during the week as well. The camping season is at an end now so we don't see each other anymore. He is married by the way. We were both getting a little too comfortable with each other. I knew that at any day one of us would say something we would regret and not be able to take back. He recently said we needed to stop talking for awhile to let the feelings that were growing, stop. In light of everything that has happened, I agreed.
Master began to question my weekend activities, wondering what I was doing and with whom. There was no use lying, He'd see through the lie should He ask me to my face. So I told Him everything that was going on except for the "feeling" part. I thought it best to leave that out. Master wanted every detail of what I was doing and how, so I gave it to Him. He then said I could fuck who I wanted, as long as no one came in my pussy. I readily agreed. And I tell you, I have held to that one rule.
Recently, we were able to agree on a day to come together. I went to my haven the night before. On that night, I got together with my first boy toy. He did things to me that prepared me for the next day. He tied my to the bed for 3 hours and fucked me hard, never letting up.
The next morning Master texts me asking where I was. I had forgotten to tell Him I had driven up the night before. He was not too pleased. He asked if I had fucked since the weekend before. *sigh* Again, I felt a lie was the best thing. I told Him I had not. Master was pleased, I felt guilty.
I will continue what happened that day on my next posting. To most of you, it would be criminal to you....to me, it was beautiful, amazing, pain, humiliating, pleasure...everything I had hoped and wished it to be.
It Starts here
So, I've decided to write about my journey into ownership with my Master. We met by chance through a friend. It wasn't love at first site or "clicking". It was pure unadulterated lust. I wanted to f*ck his brains out and leave him in the dust. We got our chance. He ended up f*cking my brains out but didn't leave me in the dust. We talked for a few weeks about different things. Then I happened to mention spanking and restraints. Conversation picked up from there. Not thinking anything of it, I told him of my need to be owned by someone. Collared and leashed.
I've had this need for years but have never found anyone to fill that need. Male or female, it didn't matter as long as someone owned me. It's not something that can be easily explained in a few short sentences. Over time and writing, maybe you'll understand.
As I was saying, I told him of my need. He said he could fill that need. I was very skeptical. When we were able to meet up again, he cleared all doubts I had of him being able to own me. He took control of me like I've never experienced. He made sure I KNEW who was in control. In the end, I had the marks to prove, I was about to be owned.
Over the next few weeks, we kept talking about what we both needed out of the Master/Slave relationship. I came to realize, yes, he was exactly what I was looking for. He was no longer a "person" to me, he was and is my Master. I asked him if he was willing to own me and take control of me. He said absolutely. He did have reservations about the possibility of hurting me. I told him to do whatever He wanted to me, I can handle anything He dished out. He said not to say that as He can get quite rough. I had no doubts He could get rough but I was willing.
This brings you up for the last 3 months. In my next post, I will go over the last 3 weeks and finally I'll go over the day I received my Collar and Leash.
I've had this need for years but have never found anyone to fill that need. Male or female, it didn't matter as long as someone owned me. It's not something that can be easily explained in a few short sentences. Over time and writing, maybe you'll understand.
As I was saying, I told him of my need. He said he could fill that need. I was very skeptical. When we were able to meet up again, he cleared all doubts I had of him being able to own me. He took control of me like I've never experienced. He made sure I KNEW who was in control. In the end, I had the marks to prove, I was about to be owned.
Over the next few weeks, we kept talking about what we both needed out of the Master/Slave relationship. I came to realize, yes, he was exactly what I was looking for. He was no longer a "person" to me, he was and is my Master. I asked him if he was willing to own me and take control of me. He said absolutely. He did have reservations about the possibility of hurting me. I told him to do whatever He wanted to me, I can handle anything He dished out. He said not to say that as He can get quite rough. I had no doubts He could get rough but I was willing.
This brings you up for the last 3 months. In my next post, I will go over the last 3 weeks and finally I'll go over the day I received my Collar and Leash.
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