Blind Love

We met him at an event only weeks ago. It was one of those rare events where I talked My husband into joining Me for an evening of fun. Unfortunately My little pet couldn't join us so I decided to look for another willing participant to play that night.

he was beautiful and from the moment I saw him I knew I had to have him. he had that long black hair, crystal blue eyes and pale complexion that melted My heart. We spent a wonderful evening together and agreed to stay in touch.

The following weeks were intense even though we didn't get to see one another, the emails and phone chats were very steamy. I decided I would like to keep him around and he agreed that he would very much enjoy being owned by Me. I discussed My terms, he agreed and we signed paper work and that was that. Now to introduce him to My little girl.

"I have something planned for you tonight. I want you to prepare yourself as you would for Me. And of course you WILL be on your best behavior, do you understand?" I asked. We had met for a late lunch which was coming to a close. "I want you to be ready and in your position at exactly 6pm. You will be wearing nothing but your blindfold and you will have your back to the door. And I already know your pussy will be soaking wet, you always are, aren't you slut?"

"Yes Ma'am" was her only reply, and it was all I was interested in hearing.

At precisly 6pm I escorted My newest acquisition into the room. he, too, wore nothing but the blindfold. I was particularly pleased to find her kneeling in front of the door with her back turned, hands on her head, elbows spread. she was beautiful and i wanted to eat her up, but this wasn't My plan.

"Say hello, slut." I told her.
"Hello"
"Say hi to My little slut. And for the remainder of the evening you will call her slut, do you understand?" I said to him.
"Yes Ma'am. Hello slut." he replied.
"Haha, yes, perfect."

I left him at the door walked up to her and lifted My foot with the huge heavy combat boot and pushed her down to the floor. She released her pose to use her hands to catch herself. I immediately rushed up beside her and snatched her arms out from under her.

"Did I tell you to move your fucking hands slut?"
"No Ma'am" she answered and quickly locked her hands behind her head again so her cheeck rested directly on the tiled floor.
"Get over here boy." he slowly walked toward My voice and when he was at My side I whispered in his ear. "you are not to touch her with your hands. I want you on your knees fucking her NOW!" he quickly scrambled to the floor and made an attempt to situate himself in a position so he could slip his dick into her wet cunt.

I was quite amazed by the ease of him getting into her without using his hands. he pumped her sweet cunt pretty hard, the slapping sound of his abdomen slamming into her ass and her little groans with each thrust almost put Me over the edge. This went on for about 15 minutes when I grew bored and ordered him to pull his cock out and cum on her ass.

"Did you enjoy that slut?" I asked.
she moaned a sexy "Yes Ma'am" and struggled to stay in position.
"And you boy, did you enjoy that?"
"Yes Ma'am" he answered.
"Good, tomorrow the two of you will be married."

she was blindfolded. her hands and feet were bound. her hands were attatched to her ankles. she was on her hands and knees, her face in a pillow. naked and spread open for anyone to see. she knew who put her here, and she went willingly, not that she had any choice.

her head was yanked up. "are you ready to get fucked slut? everyone is watching."

she whimpered quietly and responded with "yes Ma'am, my body is not my own."

Mistress slaped her face gently and said "good girl" She slid her hand down Her subs back, over her ass, and over her pussy.

"I knew you would be wet. you are a slut arent you?"

"yes Ma'am"

"good girl. dont let Me down."

she let out a little yelp as she felt hands on her. she concentrated and figured there were 3 pairs. rubbing, pinching, pulling, over her breasts, ass, pussy. she felt a tongue on her pussy.. she tried to squirm but is unable to move. she felt a cock rub up against her slit, and another over her lips at the same time. she parted her lips, and pushed her hips back. they both shoved into her at the same time, she choked on the cock in her mouth, she wraped her lips around it swallowed, feeling her spit drip down her chin...

Life of the party...

The excitement was mounting, people were arriving, some milling about in the front room, others had conveined in the library. The energy in the air was electric. I made a point to mingle with My guests and took the time to introduce each one to My newest addition.

Only weeks prior to the party I had decided to make her a full time 24/7 part of My life. she was retired from the work place at the ripe age of 22 and moved into My home, her only purpose being to serve Me, to see to My every whim. And she was good at it.

"Miss Athena, I would like to introduce You to My slave girl, wicked. wicked, this is Miss Athena, you may come to Her for safety, Her word is as good as My own." I said. wicked followed close behind Me earing nothing but her collar and the silver chain link leash. I nodded, her sign to be permitted to speak.

"Very nice to meet you Miss Athena. Thank you for allowing me the pleasure Ma'am" My pet muttered, eyes humbly looking downward.

After a few other less significant introductions I lead wicked into the dining room where I secured her leash to the leg of the table.

"you stay here, I will be back. No one should bother you here. you are to speak to no one. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am."

I left the room to finish preparing a few final touches. I was only gone about 15 minutes when I thought I heard a rustling coming from the dining room. No way wicked would have tried to untie herself from the table leg. I couldn't figure out what could be going on, so I decided to go check on her.

From across the room I saw a scene that both startled and confussed Me. wicked remained in her collar and chain secured to the table leg but her ass was on the dining room table, her legs spread wide open and moans of pleasure escaping her throat. I was in shock, I couldn't believe that this little slut was so weak willed!

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I shouted, then from between wicked's legs emerged Miss Athena!! "Are you fucking kidding Me?" I demanded. Miss Athena wore Her typical seductive smile and wipped the corner of Her pretty little mouth.

"I thought I should test out the equipment before You make things too permanant." She explained. "You know Fran, wouldn't want You to end up with some little slut that you'll regret."

Suddenly I realized She was right. I knew that the time would come when I would share wicked with all of My friends and it was important that I wasn't the only One who thought she was top of the line. Miss Athena must have noticed My face relax. She moved closer to Me and wrapped her arms around My neck.

"You're right Miss Athena. And how was she? Will she do?"

"She will do just fine... maybe You should poll Your guests tonight, why not let them all test her out and see what They say."

"What a great idea. What do you think slut? Are you ready to get fucked?"

Tattoo 2

she turned her head a saw her Mistress.. the look in Her eyes made her shiver. she knew her Mistress wanted to push her.. if her Mistress only knew how much she wanted to get on her knees and suck him off.

apparently she didnt hide it in her eyes very well because next thing she knew Mistress was asking him if he wanted his cock sucked.. of course he said yes.

Mistress shoved her to her knees and yanked her head back roughly and tells her she had better suck him off like a good girl, swallow it all and not to embarass Her.. she whimpers and reaches up hesitantly to undo his pants, which was difficult because he was already hard and straining aginst the jeans. she pulls his cock out and looks up, shocked at the raw look on his face.. she stroked his cock in her hand, tickling his balls with the other. she looked over at her Mistress..

Tattoo Part 1

she moaned painfully, a deep gutteral moan from the depths of her being. she looked up at Me, pathetic eyes full of pain, almost pleading, begging to have him stop.

It was her first tattoo and it hurt more than she anticipated. The tattoo artist was getting great pleasure from her display of agony, and her big boobs too, I'm sure. she wore a slutty low cut shirt that revealed her cleavage.

"What does the tattoo mean?" he asked her.

she looked up at Me and asked Me to tell him.

"she is My submissive. The circle symbolizes she is collared and the plus sign symbolizes that she is collared by a female." I explained.

He smiled as he processed the information I gave him. He continued working on her tattoo for a few minutes then he stopped. "So she does whatever You tell her to?"

I nodded then he requested to speak to me in another room for a moment. I bent over and whispered in her ear, "I will be right back slut. Don't even think of moving."

I joined him in the next room and he offered a proposal I couldn't pass up... We shook on the deal and went back to his station to finish the tattoo. When he was done she gave Me a big smile and raised her arm to show Me the newly completed tattoo that would forever remind her of her place and of Me. she was so proud... too proud maybe. I grabbed her by the hair in the back of her head and pulled her out of the chair while he went over to lock the front door and turn out the last of the lights. The shock on her face made Me wet, excited, anxious.

"There's been a change of plans slut. Move!" I ordered and escorted her back into the semi-private room next door. The room was like a dingy break room for the employees to relax and store their meals. There was a worn out sofa that was bare in some spots and a spring sticking through part of it. The walls were painted black with flourecent drawings and paintings on them. There was a small end table with a broken lamp at the end of the couch, it was the only illumination provided.

"You've been eyeing her tits all night, do you want to get a real look at them?" I asked him.

"Hell yeah I wanna see her tits. And I think she wants to show them to me, why else would she be wearing a little shirt that they're popping out of?"

"Good point... Okay slut you heard the man, he wants to see your tits. Pull up your shirt and bra." I ordered.

she looked at me, panic and confussion in her eyes. Could I be serious? This was new to her, she had fantasized about being used in whatever way I saw fit, but could it really be happening? I knew what was going through her head... I also knew that her cunt would be dripping wet by now.

"Are you having trouble hearing? I said pull your shirt and bra up so the man can see your tits."

Slowly she complied. she stood in the middle of the dimly lit room with her tits fully exposed, the tail of her shirt in her hands up above her head.

"I can't see her face like that" he complained.

"Bring your shirt down so he can see your eyes."

"Can I touch them?" he requested.

"That wasn't really part of the deal now was it?" I asked.

He couldn't pull his eyes from her chest. "Okay... You're right, it wasn't. But what if I give you the tattoo completely free?"

"What do you think slut? Trade a little feel for a tattoo?" I laughed. "you would probably like that, wouldn't you?" I was grinning and she looked terrified, she knew what would come next, I'm such a bargain shopper. "Go ahead. Feel them. Tell ya what, you can even give them a good pinch if you like."

He grabbed her tits, one in each hand. He was rough. He squeezed them, hard making her flinch. she closed her eyes and turned her head...

so fresh and so clean

she was bent over the sink, head down, diligently washing her hands. she never liked this bathroom.. at T/their favorite resturant.. it doesnt have a mirror. she let out a yelp as hands covered her eyes, an unfamiliar voice telling her not to move. her body shook as a blindfold wraped around her eyes and she felt the tip of a knife run down her bare arm..

"bend over the sink" the voice said

she did so, and she felt hands at her waist, and a hard slap to her ass. she whimpered as her skirt was pulled up around her waist and her panties cut off. her arms trembled as the tip of the knife ran down her left ass cheek and down the back of her thigh, she berated herself as she felt her cunt get wet. then she had a thought... *Mistress knows this is a fantasy of mine..* she smiled to herself as she figured she was safe.

the man slid his other hand down her back, and slapped her ass once again, hard, before he slipped his fingers into her cunt, already wet from excitement mixed with fear. he ran the tip of the knife over the back of her neck and down her arms as he finger fucked her cunt and pressed it harder, drawing blood as she came..

her head resting on her trembling arms.. she hears someone walk in the door.. she scrambles to take off her blindfold and cover herself in the corner..

she hears her Mistress call out for her..

"slut? what is taking you so long?!" She walks around the corner, and Her eyes get huge.. what happened to you?!.....

"you are one dirty, nasty little slut, you know that?" I asked from a distance. It was all a mind fuck, pure and simple and she had no idea.

"Yes Ma'am," she mumbled, chin over her shoulder as if she were trying to look back at me. she knelt blindfolded in the mud, her naked body completely exposed to the elements.

"Yes Ma'am what?" I demanded

"Yes Ma'am, I'm a dirty nasty little slut."

"I know. Do you think I don't know that?"

"No Ma'am. I do think that You know that."

I approached her and pushed her over so her elbows hit the mud too. her wrists were secured in front of her with rope she had picked out and dyed herself. I always find it so poetic to torture her with the devices she creates.

I could hear her grunt as the wind was pushed from her chest, then she gasped for another breath. she lifted her head and turned it to the side again.

cum slut

she shivered, standing naked with a blindfold on, her Mistress infront of her holding on to the leash attatched to her collar. she walks foward slowly untill Mistress tells her to stop. Mistress roughly grabs the leash close to her collar jearking her foward untill her nose bumps Mistress'

"you will kneel with your knees spread apart and your mouth open, do you understand slut??"

she shivers again and whispers "yes Ma'am"

she hears Mistress start to walk away and stop.. "oh.. and slut?"

"yes Mistress?"

"do not swallow, I'll be watching you"

*gulp* "yes Ma'am"

"thats My good girl"

she hears Mistress walk away, and she can tell there are other people in the room. she hears heavy breathing when she lets out a little yelp when someone runs a hand down the back of her head, fisting a hand in her hair. she wimpers as she feels a cock brush against her lips, she hesitantly sticks the tip of her tongue out to taste. the hand tightens in her hair, and she hears the man whimper, as she feels another man come stand behind her.. she can tell they are both jearking their cocks, and she wonders how many others are in the room.. she whimpers as the man infront of her moans and she feels cum splash across her face and across her tongue, she fights the urge to swallow, and keeps her mouth open, the man infront of her lets go of her hair as the man beind her cries out and cums across her back, she lets her head fall back as another man steps infront of her....

It was early and I was too damn tired. My eyes were barely open, but the memories from the night before already burned in My head. A flash of red... the beginning of a welt. It would sting tomorrow. I smiled, tomorrow... the big day.

I had so much in store for her, things she had no idea about and things she wouldn't want to know about and maybe even some little things she would want to know about. I rolled over and realized she was gone.

just a tease

It was time to get ready. wicked got in the shower and winced as the hot water ran over her already burning ass. She washed herself from head to toe, making sure everything was nice and smooth, sliding a hand down to between her legs, taking the razor in her other hand she slowly and gently shaved her most sensitive areas.
She got out of the shower and sensed that someone was in the bathroom with her, she reached blindly for a towel and let out a little yelp of surprise when Mistress told her to turn around. She did so quickly, shivering slightly as her Mistress dried her off. Mistress moved down her back and hesitated over her ass murmuring her approval. “how does your ass feel?” she swallows and responds that it burns and is very sore. “and why is that?” she swallows again, “because of my spankings and because of the ass fucking I received from husband, Ma’am.” “good girl. Now go to my room and get ready, wear only what I’ve set on the bed. Understand?” “yes Ma’am”
wicked walks into the room and sees her favorite black polka dotted dress, a black bra, and her leather cuffs. She put on her cuffs, and turned to look at herself in the mirror, she frowns slightly and shrugs, turning to slip her dress on over her head, smiling as her cuffs clink.
She goes back into the bathroom, carefully doing her hair, and makeup, paying special attention to her eyes, lining them carefully with eyeliner, she paints her lips a pouty pink and puckers her lips at the mirror. She walks out, blushes and turns a circle as they both look over and murmur their approval.
Mistress asks her if she is ready to go, she says yes and asks where they are going. “it’s a surprise”, she says.
They walk out to the car and wicked gets in the back, Mistress in the drivers seat and husband in the passenger seat. wicked smiles at her Mistress in the rear view mirror and blows her a kiss.
They drove for a while, wicked watched out the window like she usually does, seeing if she can figure out where they are going. She doesn’t recognize anything. They pull over and Mistress turns around and hands her a black silk scarf. “put this on over your eyes.” wicked obeys and they drive on for a little while more. Mistress stops and parks. She gets out and helps wicked out of the car and she guesses that it is husband that comes to her other side and takes her hand. wicked shivers slightly and wicked hears one of Them open a door. wicked whispers, “where are we?” Mistress turns to her and tells her that she is not to speak unless spoken to.
Wicked hears people come up and greet Mistress and Husband, she stands quietly and says hello when spoken to. She is lead forward…