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.
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