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SUMMARY:Mike fulfills a sex fantasy of his wife each year for her birthday. The year in which this story takes place, he decides to make her fantasy of being sold as a sex slave at auction become reality for a weekend. With the help of a couple friends ten individuals who are strangers to Mike and Kristie are found to participate as bidders at the auction. As the story unfolds Kristie is sold on the auction block to a total stranger to be used as his sex slave for the entire weekend. As fantasy becomes reality, both husband and wife have concerns how the fantasy will end. Will their perfect marriage be destroyed as a result?
All activities described in this story are between consenting adults except for a brief rape scene in Chapter 36. All events, places and things described are FICTIONAL and purely fantasy.
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ATTENTION: This is a rather long multi-part story (over 100k words in 9 parts). I hope you like the story, but if you are not into long novel length stories, or are not willing to read from Part One through Nine, you are not going to like this story. This story flows from one part directly into the next with no recap of what happened in previous parts. Part one contains very little sex, but is important to help understand the flow of the story. This story is told from the perspective of various characters. The character perspective changes, when they do occur, take place at the chapter breaks.
Continued from Part 3Hopefully you have read the previous parts and enjoy the story as it continues�
I had just completed the hour Mike called the �Inspection Hour� and needless to say, I was very aroused and my pussy was soaked. I had successfully put my mind and attitude into the role of that as a Sex Slave. I felt in order to fully enjoy this experience, I needed to assume this role in mind, body and soul. The hour being blindfolded, fastened to the pole with my hands secured over my head, wearing only a leather collar and my shoes was mind blowing as I felt the hands and lips of people I didn�t know touch my body in every intimate spot. Reading this it is probably difficult for most people to believe, but I am actually very shy. Having strangers, whom I could not even see, come up to me and intimately touch my body had my pussy soaking wet and my heart racing. My anxiety level of all the combined sensations was at a level of sexual awareness I had never experienced previously.
While I was there some of the people talked to me or asked me questions and others said nothing. I was prohibited from talking unless given permission, but even then it was next to impossible with the ring gag in my mouth. Toward the end of the Inspection Hour the manager of the hotel approached me. I had met him earlier and even given him a blow job. He was such a nice man. I felt his body press against me as he leaned onto me to whisper in my ear. He said, �Kristie, I hope you don�t mind, but Mike said we could touch you. I know I probably will not ever see you again and I am not a wealthy man, so I can�t buy you, but I must feel your pussy. I promise to not cum in you, but I want your pussy juice coating my cock.�
The next thing I knew I felt his cock pressed against the lips of my pussy. He pushed and parted them as his cock entered me. I was so wet he had no trouble entering me. True to his word he thrust into me five times then pulled out. Again I felt him lean against me and whisper in my ear, �That was amazing. I have never needed more willpower than I did just now to stop fucking you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had my cock in. Thank you Kristie, I will never forget you.� He was gone without another word. I really felt good he had done that. I was happy as I realized he probably would remember this moment the rest of his life and that is a nice memory for me.
Mike announced the end of the hour and removed my blindfold, unfastened my wrists from the pole and prepared me for the auction. My mind was in my role and I was determined to see this fantasy through to the conclusion. Finally I was able to see the group of strangers who had been talking to me and fondling me. In general they looked like professional business people. Two women made up the group otherwise consisting of men. None of these people looked out of place or like dirty old perverts. All were reasonably good looking, some more than others, but none were what I would consider unattractive.
Mike led me, by my leash, naked up onto the platform next to a speaker�s podium. That is when I learned who the �Auctioneer� was to be. I had reconciled myself to being nude in front of the room of fully clothed people, all of whom were strangers I had never met and probably would never meet again. Mike�s announcement the auctioneer was to be a good friend of ours, George from our swingers club, I was mortified. Although George knew me very intimately, being in this setting with George was quite a shock! I was so embarrassed at the thought of him being here. Nothing makes you feel more naked than being the only nude person in a room of people, not only fully clothed, but wearing dress clothes. Not quite formal wear, but definitely not casual wear either.
As the auction began it was embarrassing, but fairly easy just standing there. I knew all eyes were on my body, but I was able to escape in my mind to the slave persona I had created for myself. As I heard the bidding the amounts of money being bid shocked me. I could not get over the fact some of these people were willing to pay a few thousand dollars to be with me for a weekend. That is not really what was going on, but in the fog of my mind that is what I was thinking. What was actually going on was these people were willing to pay thousands of dollars for the fantasy of owning me as a piece of property to use for their pleasure for the entire weekend. To distract myself I was thinking about what I could do with the money, although I realized Mike had not told me his plans for the money. I wonder why I had not asked. Maybe it was because I didn�t realize how much money was going to exchange hands. I wonder if Mike had any idea. If so, he didn�t tell me.
As the auction continued, it was obvious George was trying to get this small but elite crowd sexually aroused in order to get them to increase their bidding. After all, they were bidding on purchasing a sex slave. The ultimate humiliation was when George began revealing intimate details about how he had enjoyed sex with me and told me to turn my back to the group and bend over. I realized in this position they would be able to see my most intimate areas. They would see two of my three holes for cock penetration. George talking about my tight ass and how he knew what a man�s cock felt like in my ass was almost more humiliation than I could take. Then I remembered overhearing Mike say the auctioneer would get 10% of the sale price. I figured he was trying to get himself and us more money, so I complied like the good little slave my fantasy required of me. After all this was my fantasy.
When Mike had me hold my tits in my hands and ask the guests to pinch my nipples, the wetness from my pussy was like someone had turned on a faucet. Even though some of them pinched a little too hard, I did enjoy the attention and even the pain. When I reached the last man, Paul, whom I had given a blow job to earlier, and who had just fucked me while I was locked t the pole, my heart sank. His touch was so gentle and loving. He was really smitten by me and our brief intimate moments earlier. I was so disappointed he would not be the winning bidder, since I was pretty sure he did not have that kind of disposable cash he could pay for me. The others in attendance appeared to be much better able to pay a large amount of money for the experience of owing me for the weekend. I made a mental note to ask Mike if he would bring me back and allow Paul to have me for a few hours.
I was back up on the platform and was flabbergasted as I heard the bids rapidly increasing. Wondering to myself, what will these people expect from me after paying so much? I then heard the bid of one hundred ten thousand dollars and was shocked back to reality. George had my attention and I knew as he looked at me he was silently asking me if I really wanted to go through with this or call it off. We had talked and I knew this was my last chance to call off the fantasy. I knew, even if Mike and George didn�t, there was no way I could call it off, even if I had wanted to do so. My sexual arousal was so high, I had to see this through to the end. George understood my answer to his silent question and said the one word to seal the deal, �SOLD.�
It was as if I was in the front seat of the roller coaster topping that first big hill. I was in for the ride with no way to stop the trip until I reached the end of the track. My journey had begun and it was a ride I would remember for the rest of my life, and one I deeply wanted to take. Little did I know at the time how long the ride would last and all the twists, turns and loops the track would take me through along the way.
When completed I would know if this fantasy should have remained a fantasy or if this would be the best thing to happen to my sex life. Maybe, like most things in life, it would be somewhere in the middle, leaving me wanting more and regretful at the same time.
The man to whom I now belong is Mr. Cole. That is all I knew as I saw him approach the platform. I watched silently as George handed him the leash to which I was connected. George had been holding the leash that was connected to the collar Mike had fastened snugly around my neck. I recall thinking at the time that Cole was a pleasant looking man. His hair was coal black with a fleck of gray on the right temple leading me to estimate his age to be in his late 40�s or early 50�s. He was a tall man. Taller than Mike. Using Mike as a comparison, I figured Cole to be around 6�3� (190 cm). His body was trim and fit. He was clean shaven and his skin was nicely tanned. His hazel eyes pierced through me as if he could see clear through to my soul.
Immediately upon accepting my leash from George, Mr. Cole grasped the ring on the front of my collar and held me as his eyes roamed over my body. He was inspecting up close what he now owned. He looked back into my eyes and smiled. I could not help but to wonder what he was thinking. Was he pleased with his purchase?
I caught a glimpse of my husband as Mike appeared from the back of the room. George handed Mr. Cole a pen and had him sign the agreement. Mr. Cole handed the form to Mike. George handed Mr. Cole a copy of the form Mike had signed earlier. Cole opened a briefcase he was carrying and I saw more cash that I had ever seen at one time, prior to this. He counted out $110,000 in cash and handed it to Mike. It made a small dent in the total amount I saw in the case. How much must he have been willing to pay? I looked around the room and saw that everyone had left, leaving only Mike, George, Mr. Cole and myself still in the room. Strange as it may sound standing there naked, as the only female, with these three fully clothed men surrounding me, made me feel very small and vulnerable. It was even more so than when the room was full of people touching my naked body.
With the business part of the sale out of the way, and just the four of us remaining in the room, I was surprised when Mike in such a matter of fact manner acknowledged to Mr. Cole I was now his property and then asked permission to kiss me. It is strange, but as the sex slave owned by another man, I have never enjoyed any of Mike�s kisses more than I enjoyed the taste of his mouth as his tongue snaked into my mouth and took very brief possession of me during that moment.
My thoughts at that moment feeling I was the property of another person and my husband had to ask the person who owned me for permission to kiss me did something to make the kiss mean that much more. My heart was torn apart. I wanted to experience this fantasy so much, but my love and desire to have Mike roughly take me, forcefully fucking my cunt right there in front of these men, had never been stronger. I would have even enjoyed it if Mike had allowed each of the others to fuck me. The fact in this fantasy that I no longer belonged to him changed the kiss somehow. I can�t explain it, but it happened.
The kiss was over much too quick. As Mike released his embrace of my nude body, I felt so alone and naked. Mike told me he loved me and I truly believe at that moment he loved me as much or more than I loved him. He handed Mr. Cole my dress, overnight bag and the duffel bag containing the sex toys. Mike turned and walked toward the door, I tried to watch him leave, but Mr. Cole grabbed my collar again and turned me toward him, preventing me from watching Mike exit the door. I realized at this moment that George had also left with Mike. I was now naked and alone with this man I had just met and knew nothing about. I didn�t even know his first name.
Cole�s voice was deep and smooth. Even though what he had to say was not something you would expect to calm you, it did. He immediately put me at ease and made my slave persona become even more real. �I realize this is a fantasy you have had for some time. We both realize midnight Sunday this will all be a memory. My hope is we both treasure these memories for the rest of our lives. While you and I both realize you are not actually my sex slave, I shall treat you as one and expect you to behave as a submissive slave at all times, unless I tell you otherwise. I understand you have a safe word that will terminate the fantasy. I ask one additional condition, to hopefully prevent your use of the safe word. If you ever say the word �RED� this all stops, but if you feel that we are approaching that point, if you say the word �YELLOW� I will slow down or lessen the intensity of what is happening. If you say �PAUSE� I will stop and we can discuss any concerns you have, without stopping the fantasy. Is this agreeable to you?�
It was now time to really get into my role as this man�s property and in my mind become his sex slave, I responded to his question, by kneeling on the floor at his feet, then looking up answering saying, �Yes Master. I am yours and my only desire it to bring you happiness through your use of my body.�
I could hear the smile in his voice as he said �Excellent!�
I waited there on my knees for a moment, lowered my eyes to the floor and heard him continue. �My little slave, I am a very demanding, but also a very loving man. I will punish you if you disobey, or even if you have not disobeyed. You will be punished as it suits me to do so. You will be naked at all times, unless I have you in public. In order to avoid a scene or arrest, I will have you dressed in as little possible to keep from raising the attention of law enforcement. I am not interested in protecting your modesty and will have you dressed as it pleases me. I do fully intend to push you to your limits and beyond as I enjoy your embarrassment. Do you understand?�
�Yes, Master, I understand and welcome your attention.�
�Very good. I have every expectation we will both enjoy our time together. One more thing, I assume you are on birth control, if not that is unfortunate. I had the required medical check and am healthy and assume you are also. I am fertile but I will never use a condom when I use you. You must admit it would be ridiculous to fuck your own slave while wearing a condom. I tell you this so you will know how you will be used. You will not speak unless I ask you a direct question or give you permission to speak. Do you understand?�
�Yes Master.�
�What do you wish to be called if I introduce you in public or to friends? I will obviously make people aware you are my slave, but do you wish for me to simply call you �slave� or is there another name or title you would prefer I use?�
I thought for a few moments and answered, �My name to my husband is Kristie, but I believe a property owner should be able to name his property something to his liking. I believe a name and/or title of your choosing is what is proper. After all, you own me, I am your property and as such you should give me a name or title of your choosing. It is your right as the owner to name your property.�
�Marvelous! I do like your attitude and know this is going to be very enjoyable for me and hopefully for you as well. Your name shall be Erica. You will not answer to your former name, but to the name your owner has now given you. Although not necessary, I will explain. Erica is the name of my sister Elizabeth�s daughter. You will meet my brother and sister tomorrow. Erica is my beautiful niece and I have always had a very strong urge to fuck her. So far I have been able to suppress my urges in regard to her. Naming you Erica will give me the opportunity to live my fantasy of fucking my niece as I use you for my pleasure. It will be fun as I imagine I am actually fucking my niece. During those times you will refer to me as Uncle Simon and all other verbal feedback from you will be given as my niece and not as my slave. Do you understand?�
What a strange coincidence, I thought, my husband will also be fucking a woman named Erica this weekend. I smiled and said, �I understand Master. Your slave likes her new name.�
�Stand up I nave to dress you so I can take you to my room. Although I know every man in this hotel would prefer you naked, I know most of the women would be offended or more likely jealous of my slave�s body.�
I smiled at the compliment, as I stood submissively before the man who now owns me. Mr. Cole dressed me and tied the sash holding it closed in front. He slipped my shoes on my feet, one at a time. He unclipped the leash attached to my collar, but left the collar fastened around my neck. As we left the room he took my hand and placed it in his arm at the bend made by his elbow.
We walked through the hotel as normal as any couple, except I was wearing a leather collar buckled snugly around my neck. We approached the stairs and he opened the door. �We will take the stairs up one flight. Then we will take the elevator up to my suite.�
I said nothing, but apparently he detected my unspoken question. �Let�s call this show and tell. I am so happy to own you and you are such a beautiful creature, I want to walk you through the lobby and allow others to see my slave.�
We ascended the one flight of stairs to the first floor. It occurred to me that Mike might still be there and maybe see me. I hoped I would be able to see him, if he had not left for home already.
Exiting the stairway several people were walking around. We even saw one of the other men who had been at the auction. He approached us and extended his hand to Mr. Cole. In an English accent he greeted Mr. Cole. �My congratulations ole boy. I was also bidding on this beauty. Abbot is he name. I went to $95,000 but could not top your bid. I do wish I was in our shoes right now. She is quite a lovely beauty that is for sure.� He looked at me, but never spoke to me, only to Mr. Cole. He looked at me then at Mr. Cole. �My good man do you mind if I help myself to just a small taste of this creature?�
�Not at all. She is a beauty and it would be unfair of me to not share my good fortune.�
He turned to me, ran his hand gently down my left cheek and along my jawbone. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see people watching this unusual behavior, but I kept my eyes on the man to whom permission to use me had been given by my owner. He took my other cheek in his hand and gave me an open mouth kiss, which I returned trying to make him feel good about kissing me. He backed off, still holding my face and staring at me as if he was trying to memorize every detail. Slowly he dropped his hands and turned back to Mr. Cole. �She is simply perfect. The sexiest little thing I do believe I have ever had the opportunity to be this close to. Thank you sir for allowing me this moment and your hospitality. I do hope you enjoy using her and again, my congratulations on an excellent contest and your purchase.� He was smiling as he turned and walked toward the doors. For a brief moment I thought I caught a glimpse of Mike and George in the hotel bar just to the west side of the lobby. I could not be sure as Mr. Cole turned me in the opposite direction leading me toward the elevators.
We approached the elevator and we entered with an older retired couple. I noticed the husband looking at me. He was trying to not be noticed. I gave him a shy smile trying to do so without alerting his wife or letting my new owner know. He was trying to be cautious, but his wife did see him looking at me, but ignored it at first. Then when she caught him a couple more times and realized I had observed his attention as well, she said, �Dear please ignore my husband. He does not get out much and when he sees a pretty girl like you he makes a fool of himself.�
I smiled, but did not say anything; however Mr. Cole looked at the lady and said, �He is welcome to look at her all he likes. I believe beautiful women should be admired and my Erica is a very beautiful woman, don�t you agree?�
�Yes, she is very pretty and it is obvious what my husband thinks of her,� she said as her eyes roamed my body assessing me.
�If you and your husband are free later this evening, I would enjoy your company in my suite where you can get to know my Erica and me much better. We are in the Presidential Suite. Please do us the honor and drop by if you have the time.�
I wondered what this was all about, but was confident I would learn more as the evening progressed.
The elevator stopped at the top floor and Mr. Cole led the way to the Presidential Suite holding my hand on his arm. He opened the door and I followed him in. It seemed strange as a gentleman would normally allow a lady to enter before him, but I realized in our altered roles, I was not a lady, but rather a slave and would not be given the same courtesies I would otherwise receive. I closed the door and proceeded to the center of the main room.
�Erica, were you not listening earlier?�
I had no idea what he was talking about. I had just met him a few minutes earlier and here I was being made to believe I had done something wrong. �Master, did I do something wrong?�
�I will not remind you again. I thought I was very clear when I told you whenever we are not in public you are to be naked. You will only wear your shoes unless I tell you otherwise. Just so you will know, if you are wearing shoes like those you are now wearing, leave them on unless instructed otherwise. Those are very sexy and make my cock hard seeing them on your petite little feet. Shoes not designed to complement your feet sexually will be removed along with any other coverings. I will let this slip pass as you are new to my rules, but after this if you do not immediately undress upon entry into a building you will be punished. Now, strip and let me have a closer look at what I bought this evening.�
I immediately untied the sash holding my dress closed, but left the stilettos on my feet. I folded my dress and placed it on the couch. I thought he probably wanted the collar to remain on, but was not sure. �Master?�
�Yes Erica. Do you have a question?�
�Yes Master. Do you wish for me to keep my collar on?�
�Yes Erica. Your collar is not clothing, but rather a sign to others you are owned property. It was good and proper for you to ask so you can learn my desires.�
He openly stared at me. It is seen as being impolite to stare, so when he openly stared at me, it was strange and was humiliating. I was standing naked in front of this fully clothed attractive man who was looking at me like you would closely inspect a new car you had just purchased for any marks of blemishes. It made me feel uncomfortable. He even took my arm lifting it and turning me around to inspect my back. As he held my arm, I felt his other hand touch the back of my neck. Slowly I felt it slide down my spine to my waist. His palm flattened and smoothed over both buttocks. His hand continued slowly and gently down the back of each leg. He turned me back around and did the same in front, starting at the base of my neck. He cupped each breast in his palm and squeezed them as one would squeeze a melon to determine firmness at the grocery store. Continuing his inspection down over my tummy and abdomen, he moved to my legs. As he finished his inspection of my feet he placed his hand on the inside of my thighs. �Spread them wide for me.� I moved my feet apart. �Wider slave,� I moved them as far apart as I was able and still be able to maintain my balance. He bent his head between my legs and kissed the inside of each thigh. �Simply beautiful. I have never seen such beauty.� He was staring at my smooth pussy. His hand cupped me and I felt a wonderful sensation as he closed his hand tightly gripping me. He relaxed his grip and drew one finger through the moist separation between my lips. I felt his finger part my lips and enter me. I was unable to hold back a soft moan as I felt him in my body. �You like that do you? I am very pleased.� He pulled his hand from me and placed the finger that moments before had been exploring my wet pussy, at my lips. �Slave, clean your cunt juice from your Master�s finger.� I opened my mouth and eagerly sucked on his finger. Tasting myself on him and feeling the roughness of his finger against my tongue. This was much more enjoyable than doing it while wearing the ring gag Mike had put on me. I obediently bathed his finger with my tongue, all the while he openly stared at me. He withdrew his finger and stood looking into my eyes. �Slave I am very pleased with my purchase this evening. You are magnificent. What in the hell was your previous owner thinking when he allowed you to be sold to a stranger. If you were mine, I would literally never let you out of my sight.� Looking at me a few more moments, he placed his finger under my chin and moved my lips to touch his. He slowly and sensually kissed me. It was one of the most memorable kisses of my life. This man certainly knew how to kiss a woman and make her remember it!
�Very well done my little slave. I am extremely pleased with my purchase this evening. You are the first slave I have owned. I am very much looking forward to fully enjoying my property. I certainly intend on enjoying every minute of my ownership. It is really a shame I could not have bought you as a real sex slave. I would have enjoyed very much owning you for real.�
�Your true owner is a very fortunate man. I would never grow tired of looking at this magnificent body. As we both know, I have plans to do more than just look at it this weekend.� He gave me a wicked smile as he said this. I knew it was going to be a weekend full of sex, adventure and learning new limits to which I would submit myself. What I didn�t know was that I was to experience many different and confusing emotions. How was I going to feel and ultimately the question loomed whether or not this birthday present would actually end as scheduled at midnight Sunday.
As I was standing there before him I heard the chime of the door. I gasped and was looking for a place to go, when my owner said, �Slave did you not hear the door? We appear to have company. It is very rude of my slave to make them wait.�
It occurred to me that he expected me to answer the door nude, just as I was. Who would be on the other side of the door? It really did not matter, I knew I would answer it and whoever it was would see my total nudity and my embarrassment would reach another level of humiliation.
�Go on slave, or must I give you some motivation to do as you are told?�
�Yes, Master as you wish.�
I reached for the door and the moment of truth had arrived as I turned the handle and pulled the door open. Standing there was the retired couple we had met on the elevator. The husband�s eyes were as big as saucers. The wife looked at him and said �I hope you are enjoying this. Yes, she is very pretty, but do you have to make a fool out of yourself?� As I stood there not knowing what to say, I heard from behind me, �Welcome, folks. Come on in. Please excuse Erica�s lack of manners. Please come in, relax and have a seat. I am so happy you were able to stop by.�
The first to speak was the wife. �I was a little surprised when Erica opened the door. She really is a beautiful little thing.� Laughing and looking at her husband then back to Mr. Cole, she said �I think she may have even put some life back into the old boy�s pants.� Pointing her finger indicating she was referring to her husband�s cock.
�Yes, I apologize for the shock. We did not mean to startle you, but I am in the process of training her. She is quite a beautiful creature, I must agree.�
�Training her,� the wife asked in an inquiring tone.
�Yes, you see we had just come from a rather unusual event when we ran into you folks in the elevator.�
I realized what he was doing and was mortified, he was about to tell these strangers about the auction!
�You see, this beautiful creature is the wife of a man who is a friend of one of my business associates. It does sound complicated, but let me explain.�
�Erica, can you please come in and join us?�
They were seated and I wondered where I was to sit. �Please, dear, just kneel right here.� Was he serious, he was pointing to a spot on the floor next to the chair he was seated in? �Yes, please have a seat and join us while I explain how we came to be here.� I knelt on the spot he indicated. He looked at me and in a voice loud enough for them to hear said, �You will always spread your knees wide when sitting or kneeling thereby allowing others the opportunity to enjoy your beauty.�
I was shocked, but this man did know how to get my pussy juices flowing. I obediently spread my knees giving anyone, who looked, a direct line of sight to my bald pussy. At the same time I felt both totally embarrassed being put on display like this, and also very proud to be considered to be so attractive by these people to become the focus of their eyes and attention.
�As I was telling you, Erica here, although that is not her real name, but rather the name I gave her, is the wife of a man who understands his wife�s fantasies. This particular fantasy involved her being sold as a sex slave at an auction held for that purpose. As I said, we were just coming from that auction when our good fortune allowed us to meet. I was just going over some of my requirements of her when you arrived. Mind you I did not really buy her, but more like I have a lease on her. Yes, it is a lease that expires midnight Sunday.�
He laughed and said, �Mind you, I wish it was a lease with an option to buy.� Everyone laughed, except me.
�I have ownership of her until then. Her husband will pick her up and she will return to her normal life, or so that is the plan. I anticipate both she and I will have some lasting memories of our time together.� As he said that he smiled and looked at me.
The couple sat together obviously thinking about what Mr. Cole had just explained. The lady spoke next. �Let me get this straight. There was an auction this evening with this pretty lady being the merchandise for sale? Is that what you are saying?�
�As I said, it is a little unusual, but essentially, yes that is correct. It was more like a livestock auction, but she was the only property sold.�
�May I ask how much you paid for her?�
�You may. The bidding started at $5,000 and I won the auction with the bid of $110,000.�
I saw their eyes go wide when they heard the price.
�You actually paid $110,000 in cash for this pretty little lady? And you will be giving her back to her husband midnight Sunday. But until then you can do anything with her you want?�
�That about sums it up. There are some things I can�t do to her such as place a permanent mark on her, like a tattoo or brand, or break her skin and draw blood. Stuff like that. If the fantasy gets far enough out of her comfort zone she has the ability to stop it at any time. I don�t anticipate her needing to do that as I have every intention to push her comfort zone, but not beyond that which she is able to endure. For example forcing her to answer the door naked this evening was far outside her comfort zone, but she did it. Truth be known it sexually aroused her to answer the door when you arrived. If I was to check, I am sure making her kneel here with her knees spread is making her pussy very wet.�
The husband, said, �I sure wish I could have been in your shoes. That auction must have been something to witness.�
Mr. Cole was silent for a few moments as if thinking. He looked at me then at the gentleman and asked, �Forgive me, but what is your name?�
�I am Samuel Cook and this is my wife Gloria.�
�Well Sam, may I call you Sam?�
�Sure, everyone does.�
�Sam I am going to ask Gloria to help me with an experiment.�
�Gloria, would you mind helping me conduct a little test?�
�Sure, what can I do?�
�Great, I appreciate your assistance. Erica, stand next to Gloria with your legs spread.�
I drew my knees together and rose to stand. I walked and stood in front of the lady with my hands clasped together behind my back. I shifted my feet to spread my legs as commanded and stood awaiting whatever was to come next.
�Isn�t she just beautiful? I simply can�t get enough of the sight of her. Now if you will, please put two or three fingers in her and let me know if she is aroused.�
Gloria looked at my bald pussy directly in her line of sight then shifting her gaze to my eyes. �This is very strange.� She looked at Mr. Cole. �Shouldn�t we ask her if this is okay? She hasn�t said anything since we arrived.�
�I understand your apprehension. Normally, the answer to your question is no we would not ask her. She is a slave and will do as she is commanded, but since you just met her and don�t fully understand this strange situation you have found yourselves in, I will help you a little. Erica, tell Sam and Gloria what you are.�
�Master, I am a sex slave.�
�Who am I?�
�You are my Master and owner.�
�What is your most pressing desire?�
�I wish only that my body be used to bring my Master pleasure and bring pleasure to those my Master allows to use it.�
Gloria looked at Mr. Cole and said, �That is the sexiest thing I have ever heard. She really is a submissive sex slave. This is incredible!�
Next I felt her hand between my legs. She wasn�t content to just check for wetness, she was taking full advantage of the opportunity given her to explore the soft waxed hairless skin between my legs. She rubbed her finger back and forth between my lips then I felt her fingers part my lips and felt her fingers wiggling inside me. The feeling was so good. As a slave I was able to shed all guilt and allow myself to be used. All too soon Gloria pulled her fingers from me and held her wet glistening fingers up for Sam and Mr. Cole to see.
�You were right. This slut is soaking wet.�
�Did you like her silky soft smooth pussy lips?�
�Yes, they are very soft.�
�She has them waxed to remove the hair. Please feel her anus. It is also waxed and hairless.�
I felt her fingers caress my asshole and feel all around to satisfy herself it was hairless. �That is amazing. Her skin is as soft as a baby�s skin.�
�Yes, isn�t it? Gloria your fingers are a mess. Erica, kneel and use that sexy mouth of yours to clean Gloria�s fingers of your cunt juice.�
Gloria looked at Mr. Cole and asked, �Really? She will clean my fingers with her mouth?�
�Yes Gloria. She loves the taste of her own cunt juice. Don�t be shy, she enjoys being used. Don�t you my dear?�
�Yes Master� Kneeling on my knees I opened my mouth wide and waited. Gloria tentatively placed her fingers, one at a time, between my lips as my tongue gave each one a thorough bath. Once all three had been cleaned Master said, �Slave, take note of your position. Is there anything you have forgotten?�
I was in a panic. What had I forgotten? Obviously I had failed to obey a previous command. Looking at my legs I realized my knees were not spread wide as I had been told was expected of me. Hoping to be forgiven for this transgression, I answered, �Master�s slave forgot to spread her knees when kneeling to allow others a view of this slave�s cunt.�
�Very good, you were able to both recognize you error and to admit you failed to comply with my instructions. Since this is your second offense this morning, I have no choice but to give you some motivation to help you to not forget again.� He turned to Gloria. �Ma�am, it was before you that she failed to properly display herself. I you would like, it would please me for you to administer her discipline. If you would rather, you may have your husband administer it. If neither of you wish to do it, since she is my responsibility I can administer the discipline as you observe. If you are uncomfortable seeing her disciplined, I can wait and administer it after you leave. As my guests, the choice is yours.�
My eyes were focused on the floor immediately before me and did not allow me to see her, but I did hear Gloria say, �I would love to, but I know my husband would get great thrill in doing it. I appreciate your offer and would like to give this opportunity to him.�
�Very well� Cole directed his attention to Mr. Cook. �Sam, I am going to have my slave place her body across your legs. Her punishment will be 20 swats to her ass cheeks. You may administer those with your hand, or if you prefer a paddle. Which would you like to use?�
I could not see Mr. Cook�s face but I could hear the excitement in his voice as he said, �I probably should use a paddle, but I can�t resist feeling her bare flesh against my hand.�
�Very well then. Erica you will lie across the gentleman�s legs and present you bottom for punishment. I hope this lesson will teach you to pay attention and maybe the next time you kneel you will remember the proper way to display your body for the enjoyment of others.�
I tuned and waited for the man to get situated in his chair. I then lowered myself across his lap and felt his hands on me. I allowed him to place my bottom in the position he wanted me, then awaited my punishment.
Master said, �You may begin when ready. Remember 20 hard spanks to her beautiful ass. Erica, you will count each swat to help him keep track. After each sway you will thank Mr. Cook for the lesson to help you remember. Please begin and make sure the lesson she must learn is one she will remember.�
I felt a hand on me, and assumed it belonged to Mr. Cook, as it stroked my cheeks. I felt a sudden jerk in his legs and immediately felt a sharp sting to my left cheek. The jerk must have been from him starting the swing of his arm toward my defenseless ass cheeks. If so, he was putting a lot of effort into the spank since it hurt like hell.
�Yeeooooowww�
�Sam, that was perfect. Normally that would have been her first, but since she forgot, or refused to help you keep track of the count and forgot to thank you, that one does not count. Please begin again.�
Shit, I thought to myself. That was a freebee for him. Now it is 21. That is if I don�t screw up again. The hand had been on my ass the entire time after the first swat. I felt it leave and braced myself for what I knew was to follow. There was that jerk in his legs followed immediately by the sting of a hundred bees on my ass cheeks. �Yeeooooowww, ONE, thank you sir for giving this lesson to help the slave remember.�
�Excellent. That was perfect. I am so excited to see this slave�s ass take on a beautiful cherry red color.�
I continued to lay there as the hand rose and fell 20 more times. Each time I made sure to announce the count and thank the man for the lesson. By the time he was finished it felt like my ass was on fire.
I heard Master say, �I have an idea I think you might like. I can�t give you a photo showing her face, but I can give you a photo of her draped across your lap showing her pretty little red ass. That is if you would like a photo as a memento and to help you remember this day.�
I heard Mr. Cook exclaim, �That would be wonderful. Can I have my wife sit close and get her to lay across both of our laps at the same time?�
�I think that is an excellent idea. You are free to show the photo to your friends, but if it were me, I would cherish this personal moment your wife and you shared with this beautiful submissive lady. I will leave that decision to the two of you.�
Master left the room as the couple positioned themselves and then had me drape myself over them. The lady had my top half. As Master got ready to take the photo Mrs. Cook slipped her hand into her lap and began massaging my breast. It did feel good. It was obvious she was getting into this scene as she did not ask me, or even Mr. Cole if she could touch me like this. I heard the camera shutter and saw the flash of the strobe as Master took three photos. He then asked them for their email address. He promised to send them the images when he was able to get to a computer and download the photos from the camera.
Mrs. Cook asked her husband, �What do you think of all this honey?�
�I think Mr. Cole is one very lucky man. This little lady is lovely, and this fantasy auction sounds like the perfect porn movie script. I wish I could have been there to see it.�
Laughing Mr. Cole, said, �If you only knew. It was absolutely the most erotic event I have ever witnessed. I am very fortunate to have been able to afford to buy her, and even being invited to the auction was a stroke of good fortune.�
�Sam I want to thank you for spanking her ass. You did a wonderful job and her ass is so pretty with the deep red color in it.� They all looked at my ass and I felt several hands stroke me from my waist to the upper part of my thighs. �Sam, what would you think if I could give you a little taste of what it is like to be me?�
�I would love to be you even if only for a few minutes.�
�If Gloria does not mind, I would like to offer you the use of my slave for your comfort and to relieve any tension you may have.�
�Do you mean what I think you mean,� Sam asked?
�Erica, show Mr. Cook some of your exceptional talents.�
I rose to crawl and kneel, remembering to spread my knees, I front of Sam, all the while Gloria watched my every move. I looked at Gloria when she said, �Honey, you have your work cut out for you. My Sam has not been able to get that cock of his hard for quite some time, but regardless of that I am sure he will enjoy your touch.�
I thought to myself, we will see if I can light the fire in this old guy and show his wife that he still does have it.
I looked into Sam�s eyes and asked, �Do you think I am pretty, Mr. Cook?�
�Darling, you are the prettiest creature I have ever laid these old eyes on.� I smiled and began unbuckling his belt and opening his pants as I continued to talk to him.
�Mr. Cook my master has given me to you for you to use for your own pleasure. Mr. Cook, did you enjoy spanking my poor defenseless ass.�
�Yes honey. You have such a soft and sweet ass. Your skin is flawless.�
�Mr. Cook you know you are free to ask me anything. You can also touch me anywhere and anyway you want. My only purpose and desire in life at this moment it to make your every fantasy come true. Mr. Cook let me be your fantasy girl. My master wants nothing more than for you to enjoy the use of his property.�
Sam looked at Gloria, and said, �Can you believe this. She is every man�s we dream.�
�Baby, just sit back and enjoy her. I am enjoying watching this sweet thing make you happy. She is really something.�
I turned my full attention to Sam. With his pants loose, I began pulling them down. After getting his pants off, I reached up the leg of his boxers and felt his small cock and his balls. At his age, he was still in pretty good shape. I started to work his cock with my hand as I looked into his eyes. I smiled my sexiest smile at him and saw his face light up.
�Mr. Cook, You don�t have to ask permission to touch me. I like the feel of a strong man�s hands on me. I promise my Master does not mind and I will not break. I have been told my skin is soft as silk. You can pinch my nipples or squeeze my tits as hard as you like. I like to feel the pain a strong man can cause. The pain from a strong manly touch makes me wet.�
I thought I felt a twitch in his cock when I said that last bit. �Mr. Cook, are you enjoying using and looking at Mr. Cole�s property?�
�Oh darling, you have no idea how much I am enjoying his property.�
I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pulled them lower. �Mr. Cook, I am impressed, your cock is very handsome. Mrs. Cook is a lucky woman.�
�Can you tell me something,� I asked him?
�Sure, what do you want to know?�
�Well, if you like looking at my naked body, why don�t you want to touch me? You spanked my ass pretty hard, but now you don�t want to touch me. Is there something wrong with me?�
�Honey, I want to touch you, but you are too pretty to touch. There is nothing wrong with you, it is just that you are perfect.�
�Mr. Cook, I am here for you and only you. Please touch me. I need to feel your touch. A dominate man�s touch makes me feel so vulnerable and so much more a sexy female.�
I leaned forward and took his limp cock into my mouth. Normally at this point the cocks I have had in the past are hard and ready for action. I knew Sam was going to take some work. As I worked on him I felt his hand touch my hair. He stroked my hair and then his hand slipped to my breasts. I felt his hand tease my left nipple. He lightly pinched it and I heard him say, �Gloria, she is amazing. Her nipple is really hard. My cock feels so good in her mouth. Here, feel her, she is so soft.�
Gloria and I knew she had already felt my nipple while I was over her lap, but she was not going to pass up another opportunity to touch me. I saw her reach toward me and then felt her hand cup my breast. She wrapped her hand around it and gave me a gentle squeeze. It really did feel good. I reached under Sam�s cock and took his balls into my hand. I rolled them around as I put all my talent into making this cock hard.
�She really is soft,� I heard Gloria say in a breathy voice. It was apparent she was getting worked up as she enjoyed the feel of my flesh.
I heard her talking to Sam. �Honey, I heard her tell you she likes feeling a man�s touch. Let her feel the touch of a strong man.�
Without them saying any more I felt a hard pinch to my right nipple and at the same time felt some firmness begin to build. I moaned when Sam pinched me. This caused me to increase my efforts.
�She liked that baby. Use both of your hands and squeeze both of her tits.�
I felt his hands as they circled my tits and then felt them being crushed! For an old guy, he had a hell of a grip. My tits were aching from the pressure of this grip. I could tell inflicting pain on my tits was turning him on. His cock was getting hard.
�This little girl is amazing. Can you believe it, she has me so hard. It feels so good to have a hard cock after all these years. I am going to fill her mouth with my cum. Watch me baby as I feed Mr. Cole�s slave a nice load of man milk. I can�t believe it, I am going to cum!�
I felt that familiar swelling of a cock just before the pulsations that fill my mouth with a man�s essence. I kept sucking and playing with Sam�s balls as he emptied himself in my mouth. Normally I swallow a man�s cum as I receive it, but this time I decided to keep it in my mouth to show Sam and Gloria the results of my efforts.
When his cock pulsations finally stopped, and I had collected all the cum his cock could feed me, I pulled back letting him slip out from between my lips. I looked at them both and opened my mouth showing them the pool of cum in my mouth. They smiled at me then looked at each other. When their gaze returned to me, I closed my mouth and swallowed Sam�s cum. I then took him back into my mouth and cleaned every last drop of cum from his cock. Sitting back up, I gave them my sweetest smile. I turned and crawled back to my previous spot on the floor at Mr. Cole�s feet. I felt his hand on my hair as I sat there. He pulled my head onto his leg, resting my cheek on his thigh, while looking at the couple. As I lay there I felt his right hand stroke my hair as one would stroke a small lap dog. I was very content and happy I had given Mr. Cook a nice orgasm.
Mr. Cook spoke first, �Amazing is all I can say. That little lady has it all. She is not only beautiful, she is the best cock sucker I have ever experienced, not that I have experienced that many,� he said as he sheepishly looked at his wife. �Baby, you know what I mean,� he said as he looked at her.
She smiled and said, �I know. I can�t come close to the talents of this pretty little lady. Mr. Cole I know you are going to enjoy your time with her, and to you little lady, I owe you my heartfelt thanks for giving my Sam the experience of being able to enjoy your lovely body. You do have the most amazing skin. Mr. Cole, can I ask one last favor?�
�Sure Gloria, what is it.�
�It is a little embarrassing, but I figure what the hell after what we have been discussing tonight. Would you mind letting me taste her cunt?�
�Not at all Gloria. I can have her take care of you also, if you would like.�
�No, I would just like to taste the cunt juice of a woman as pretty as her. That is all I ask.�
I felt Mr. Cole lift my head and motion me to Gloria. I crawled over to her feet. She said, �Honey, just turn around with that sweet little cunt up here where I can reach it.�
Remaining on all fours, I turned my bottom to Gloria. I heard and felt her lower herself, onto the floor behind me, from the couch she was sitting on. Next I felt her hands on my sore abused ass and could feel her breath on my pussy. It was strange feeling another woman�s fingers separating my lips and then feeling her tongue enter me. The feeling of her tongue on my clit caused me to moan. Hearing me she laughed, �Mr. Cole I think you slave likes a woman eating her.� As quick as it came, the touch was gone. I remained in place and heard her say, �Just as I thought, her pussy juice is a sweet as she is pretty. Thank you Mr. Cole for your hospitality, but we really must be going. I know you are going to get very little sleep as you use this beautiful creature. Sam and I are deeply in your debt for this wonderful evening. Who would have known when we met you on the elevator that we were looking at a newly acquired sex slave.� They all shook hands. Mr. Cole told me to rise and show them to the door. At the door, both of them gave me a passionate kiss and pinched a nipple. As they left and I closed the door, I hated seeing them leave, they were a nice couple.
I turned and walked back to stand before Mr. Cole. �You did very well this evening. I am proud of you for making that old man cum. Your ability to raise the dead has been demonstrated very well.� I had to smile at that, as did he.
�Slave, I would now like to enjoy my new acquisition. Please prepare me for that purpose.�
What was I expected to do now? He did not really give me any specific directions. I decided I would start by undressing him. I knelt at his feet and unbuckled his belt. I then unbuttoned and removed his shirt. His chest was very sexy. I took a chance and kissed his chest between his nipples. His shoes and socks were next to come off. Even his feet were handsome. I reached up and unbuttoned his slacks. Lowering his zipper and then his slacks I could see he was wearing boxers. My mind was spinning wondering what his cock would look like. As I removed his slacks I looked up at his face. He did not give me any direction, so I took the waist band of his boxers into my fingers and slowly pulled them to the floor. Before me was a semi-hard cock of impressive proportions. This was my first glimpse of my owner�s cock. I remained in place awaiting further instructions.
Mr. Cole simply stood there looking at me. When he spoke, I knew I was in trouble. �Did my new slave not understand me? I told you to get me ready to use you. How can I use you with a limp cock?�
�I am sorry sir, I did not know.�
�Well you should have and I assure you the next time you will understand what I mean when I say I want to use you. Do you think I paid $110,000 to gaze upon your beautiful body? Hell no! I paid to use that body to put my cock in and dump cum in. We will deal with this training issue later, but for now, get my cock ready to use my slave�s body, and I mean NOW!�
�Yes Master.�
With my hands behind my back I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. He immediately sprang to attention and filled my mouth to overflowing. His cock swelled to a full nine inches in length and he was almost as thick as my wrist. I knew a weekend of this monster in me would leave me stretched and sore. It would be a good soreness.
I kept working trying to get as much of him into my mouth as possible. I have sucked a lot of cocks, but this one was a challenge. As I tried to get him into my throat my gag reflex would kick in. After several attempts, I felt his hands grip the back of my head and pull me into his crotch. My gag reflex hit, but I could not pull away with his hands pulling my head toward him and his cock deeper into my mouth. I felt the head of his cock as it entered my throat. He held me there and then relaxed his grip, allowing me to breathe. I grabbed his ass cheeks and forced myself down on his cock again. After several attempts I was able to get him into my throat and not gag. I held him there as long as possible then backed off to get a desperate breath.
�Erica, I have wanted to fuck you for so long. I want to put my cock in your cunt, but you can�t tell your mother. My sister would kill me if she knew.�
I realized he was living the fantasy of be being his niece and his desire to commit incest, at least in his imagination, was about to occur. Again and again I forced him into my throat. He finally pulled me from his cock and took me in his arms. He carried me into the bedroom and gently laid me on the bed. The next thing I knew he was holding my arms above my head, my legs were open wide and his cock was entering his slave�s, or was it his niece�s, cunt.
Either way, it was being offered to him willingly and he was determined to use it for his enjoyment. He jackhammered that cock into my cunt. He was so aroused from all the stimulation he had received his need to relieve the stress caused his thrusts to be brutal and painful. I was determined to take the force of his fucking. Although it seemed the force one would imagine in a rape, this was not a rape. Even though the brutality approached that of rape, I was equally aroused and my cunt was overflowing with lubrication from my equally long evening of incredible stimulation. I was well lubricated to accommodate the large fuck tool that was trying to rip me apart. The thrusting did not last long and I felt him bury his cock as deep as he could reach just before he emptied in me a huge load of fertile cum he had built up.
After filling me to overflow with hot thick cum, he released my arms and collapsed on top of me with his cock still buried deep inside me. I laid there enjoying the weight of him on me. I was not sure if this man�s slave or his niece had just been filled with his baby making seed. Either way, his stress had been relieved and I knew without doubt that I had been taken and used for his pleasure. I did not have an orgasm, but I knew there was much more to come. After all, I didn�t need an orgasm, I enjoyed my role being just a slave for my Master�s use and pleasure. He owned me and I was freely giving myself to him for his use. I was proud to have this rugged man as my owner and my Master. Now, as I lay here under my Master, I think about that corrective action he promised. What did I have in store for me coming up? Maybe he would forget, but that was not likely.
It was late as I fell asleep fully supporting the weight of my Master. Sometime during the night he had evidently rolled off me, because I was awaken as I felt his cock entering my cunt from behind. I felt his hands gripping my tits as his cock was getting prepared to deposit another load of precious cum in me for the second time tonight. I laid there pushing back into him each time I felt him thrust into me. This was much better than the first time, but entering me from behind did not allow his cock to rub my clit. The fullness I felt was very enjoyable. I attempted to increase his level of enjoyment as much as possible. I then knew his orgasm was approaching as I felt his hands tighten their grip on my tits. I felt him shove his cock into me and hold me there with his strong and somewhat painful grip on my tits. As I felt his grip loosen, I knew he was coming down from his orgasm and that I now had another full load of cum in me. This time he actually kissed me and fell back to sleep with his cock still in me and his hands fingers gripping my tits.
The next time I was awoken my Master had positioned me face down in bed, spread my legs wide and already had his cock in my cunt, again entering me from behind. In this position it was easier for him to thrust into me in the vicious way he had the first time. The pain of his thrusting was still there, but I was able to bear it. I kept thinking to myself I was this man�s property and his to use in any manner he wanted for his pleasure. After all he had bought me for $110,000 at a sex slave auction. I smiled to myself thinking of how much I loved my husband and how he gone to all the preparations to make my fantasy real. So far, the fantasy was much more erotic in real life than it had been in my fantasy.
As this man whom I had not known 24 hours ago, continued hammering his cock into me I wondered to myself if my life would ever again be as it was before my husband gave me this birthday fantasy. My immediate concern was to make sure this man enjoyed every minute he spent as my Master.
As odd as it sounds, my fantasy was not about being the recipient of multiple orgasms. For me this particular fantasy was all about being used in a semi-consensual way to be made to feel like a possession used to bring pleasure to others. There should be no concern, on the part of those using me, as to whether or not I received sexual pleasure. I could go the entire weekend and have no orgasms and the fantasy would still be a success. I wanted to be pushed beyond my known limits. I wanted to be pushed far beyond my comfort zone, to be embarrassed, even humiliated. I do not like being embarrassed or humiliated, and am actually rather shy around strangers; however being made to obey and do as I am told would be the fulfillment of my fantasy. The idea of being made to submit totally to the will of a stranger who purchased me at an auction and now owned me was the central focus of the fantasy I had masturbated to for years. I wanted to be made to feel like a piece of property to be used by my owner for my owner�s pleasure and that of those he allowed to use me. Achieving this would make this my perfect fantasy. So far my idea of this fantasy was unfolding perfectly.
Morning came and we were awakened by the sun streaming in the windows. I looked at my Master as he slept. I got the idea to wake him with a morning blow job. I carefully moved lower on the bed and gently sucked his limp cock into my mouth. I did not want to wake him before I had him in my mouth. There was the strong taste of the mixture of pussy juice and semen on his cock and balls. I cleaned the dried fluids while concentrating on making him hard. I glanced up to see his eyes open looking at me and smiling. His cock was hard and ready for action. Without saying a word, he pulled me up to him and we exchanged a long series of tender and passionate kisses.
Looking into my eyes, he said, �Baby, you have my permission to speak until I tell you otherwise.�
�Thank you Master. Your slave is very happy with her new Master and enjoyed him using her for his pleasure last night.�
He smiled holding me close to his chest, saying, �You have no idea how much I enjoyed your submission of your body to me. I hope I did not hurt you. I know I became obsessed and was a little more aggressive than I intended.�
�Master, this slave�s body is yours to use however her Master wishes to use it for his pleasure. I like very aggressive men using me. The pain let me know you were enjoying your slave�s body and her efforts to please you. This slave is proud to have been able to provide her Master a receptacle for his use to relieve his cock and deposit his manly seed.�
�Are you for real? Are you just a dream? I have never met anyone as giving and submissive as you. It simply amazes me my slave�s former owner allowed her out of his sight.�
�He knows what he sold to you and wanted to share his property with her new Master so he could enjoy her body as much as he did.�
�For that I will be forever thankful to your former Master.�
�Did my Master enjoy fucking his niece last night?�
A smile appeared on his face as he answered, �Yes, she was even better than I had ever dreamed. Her cunt is lined with silky smoothness and accepts her uncle�s cock perfectly.�
�Master�s slave is happy her Master enjoyed his niece�s cunt so much.�
�I hope my new slave was not disappointed that I needed to use my niece�s cunt last night rather than hers.�
�She was not disappointed. She is happy Master enjoys himself regardless of the circumstances or reason. After all, you own the property and can use it however you want.�
�Speaking of that, we have some business to take care of. Go jump in the shower and prepare my new slave�s body for a big day. I will call room service and order breakfast.�
�Yes Master.�
As I turned the faucet on and adjusted the water temperature, I wondered what he meant by �business to take care of.� I was hopeful my submission last night would have cancelled out the punishment I had been promised for not understanding what �get me ready to use my slave� had meant. Regardless of what he meant, I feel like I am on top of the world.
I don�t have to make any decisions, only do as I am told and do everything I could to make sure my Master is happy with me. Deep down I really like this guy. I had only met him last night, but already there is a strong connection developing. Letting that retired couple use me was both humiliating and exciting. I really liked that I was not asked to consent. The only consent necessary was that of my owner.
I was very hopeful I was in for more experiences that would push my limits even further. Deep down I was loving being owned by this dominate man and being forced to submit to his will. I pray this does not cause problems for me when I must leave this behind. I have to keep reminding myself this will end at midnight tomorrow.
The shower felt so good. It was nice to wash away our dried sex fluids with the knowledge I would almost certainly be receiving much more today. The question I pondered was who those fluids would be from, and where would they be deposited? I finished up washing my hair and made sure my pussy was cleaned inside and out. I had put some enemas in my overnight case anticipating I would need to make sure my colon was also clean.
Upon exiting the shower I inserted one of the enemas in my ass and emptied the contents. Waiting the prescribed amount of time I emptied the contents into the toilet. I repeated this three more times until the toilet was completely clean after my cleansing. I brushed my hair and applied enough make up to highlight my best assets, but not look whorish. A splash of perfume in the right spots and I was ready to meet my Master and accept my fate.
As I was leaving the bathroom, Master said, �I ordered breakfast. Be sure to offer a tip to show the man our appreciation for his attentiveness. Make sure you are wearing your heels when you answer the door. I am going to take a quick shower.�
�Yes Master.�
Thinking to myself, �Does he mean what I think?� Since I don�t have a purse or any money, other than to take it from Master�s wallet, I had only one thing to offer as a tip � myself. Could I really do that? Since it was not a decision I had to make, it had already been made for me. I was already in trouble for last night, so I would do as I was instructed. Now came the hard part, waiting.
I did not have to wait long before I heard the chime announcing someone was at the door. Wearing only my heels and collar I opened the door. The boy, and yes he was about 18 or 19 was pushing a cart of food that smelled wonderful. �Please bring it in and set it up over there.� He just stood there slowly scanning my body with his eyes, starting at my polished toes and, finally stopping at my eyes. He had a huge grin on his face as he said, �I like you shoes ma�am, they are very pretty.� I could not help but to laugh. He pushed the cart in the door and set it up where I had indicated. When finished, I said, �I am sorry I don�t have my purse, but I want to give you a tip. Is there anything you see that you would like?�
�Ma�am, you are the prettiest woman I have ever seen. Nobody will believe me when I tell them. May I take a photo of me with you? I can do it with the camera in my phone.�
�I thought you might like something else. I am not sure my Master would like you taking a photo of my face.�
�Ma�am, in all honesty I would be happy if you could look at me and the photo would just get the side of your head. Nobody could tell who it was.�
From the bedroom door I heard my Master before I saw him. �That is an excellent idea son. I can take the photo for you.
It was settled. Here this boy was fully clothed, holding me tightly against him. Master said �We want this to be good. Erica kiss his cheek, so your face in not in the photo and while she is kissing your cheek, put your hand on her tit and squeeze while looking into the camera.� We did as he said. �Excellent! Now one more thing, Erica, squeeze his cock with your hand.� As I gripped his hard cock, I felt his hand on my breast and heard the camera shutter noise, knowing the image of us had been captured giving this young boy masturbation material for a long time. I saw that I was not identifiable in the photo, but the boy was clearly identifiable standing next to this naked woman who had her hand on his cock.
�Son I really appreciate your service. I don�t have much case on me for your tip, but my Erica would really like to give you a blow job as our way of thanking you. That is if you have time.�
He stammered around and said, �Sure, thank you sir.� Without anything further needing to be said, I knelt before him in my heels, unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock through the opening in his pants. I looked up into his eyes and slipped his cock between my lips. He was so excited it took only about two minutes before I was receiving my special breakfast made especially for me by this boy�s balls. It was delicious, and I swallowed every drop. Cleaning his cock I slipped it back in his pants and zipped him up. Standing, I gave him another kiss on the cheek and said, �That was fun, maybe we can do this again sometime.�
Stammering he said, �Thank you ma�am. That was unbelievable! Thank you!� I smiled as he turned to leave the suite.
I turned and went to my Master as he prepared our breakfast.
�Slave, you look beautiful this morning.�
�Thank you Master.�
�Do you remember your mistake from last night?�
I looked down at the floor as I answered, �Yes Master.�
�Please explain it as you understand it to be.�
�Master, I was told to prepare my Master for the use of his slave�s body. Master�s slave undressed her Master, but stopped short of getting her Master prepared to use his Slave, by not preparing his cock to penetrate his slave�s body, Sir.�
�Excellent, you do understand your failure to follow commands. Do you have any questions or comments before receiving your punishment?�
�Master, your slave is new to this and greatly regrets her lack of full understanding of her Master�s command and will work to never make that mistake again.�
�Does slave have a cunt?�
�Yes, Master.�
�Has slave had other cocks in that cunt prior to last night?�
�Yes Master.�
�Were those cocks hard or soft when they penetrated slave�s cunt?�
�Master, they were hard.�
�It would appear to me that Master�s slave is well aware of what is required to use his slave�s body.�
�Yes Master.�
�Since this is the second punishment my slave has forced me to give her, the severity of the punishment will take that into account. I am disappointed in my slave�s performance. I was under the impression this property was experienced with the male body and should have known a hard cock is required this fact should not have had to be explained.�
�Yes Master, you are correct. It will not happen again.�
�I certainly hope not. When your Master has the desire to use his slave he does not want to have to explain step by step what must be done. He wants the proper preparations made without failure. He also does not want his property to embarrass him when given to others for their use.�
�Yes Master.�
�Then let�s get this unpleasant task out of the way so we can enjoy today.�
I watched as Master took a seat in a padded armless chair. �Slave, come here.� I obediently walked to the chair and stood waiting for my next command. �Slave should be happy with this punishment, because even though slave will not find it particularly arousing, her Master will enjoy administering it. Lay across my lap with your stomach on my lap. Present that lovely ass to receive your punishment. Slave will look at her Master�s feet and will not avert her eyes from looking at her Master�s feet, otherwise the punishment will begin anew.�
�One last question before we begin. Knowing we have a big day ahead I would like to know if slave knows how to fully prepare her body for use when she does not know how it will be used?�
�Yes Master.�
�Explain�
�A slave�s cunt must be cleaned of any fluids from previous use and slave�s colon must be cleaned in the event Master desires for slaves ass to be the recipient of cock. Slave should also prepare her colon with lubricant to aid in the use of her ass if there is a desire to use it.�
�Has my slave prepared herself in such a way?�
�Yes Master. Slave is prepared to be used in any hole or manner Master desires.�
�Very good slave. For that attention to detail Slave�s punishment will be reduced.�
�Thank you Master.�
�I hope slave knows she is to count each swat and to thank her Master for teaching her to be a better slave, after each swat. We will now begin.�
Looking at his handsome feet I waited for my punishment to begin. I felt movement in his body and then if felt like a nest of hornets had landed on my ass. Mike had never spanked me. This was my second spanking and I was shocked how much a hand slapping my ass stung. I recovered and waited for the next blow, but it did not come.
�Okay, my little pet, you forgot your instructions again, so we will act as if that one did not happen. That was number one, but since you did not announce that and thank me, this will be number one.�
Immediately when he said �one� an even larger nest of hornets was on my ass. I immediately said, �One Sir. Thank you sir for teaching your slave to be a better slave.�
I was not sure I got it right, but in the moment that is all I could remember. After the swat I felt his hand cup my pussy. His hand felt good stroking and squeezing me between my thighs. Also as long as it was on my pussy, it was not inflicting pain on my ass.
�Very good my pet. A good pet owner must be diligent in giving corrective action, even when it hurts her Master to do so.�
I thought, yea right, this is really hurting you, and then I felt the sting in my ass. �Two Sir. Thank you sir for teaching your slave to be a better slave.�
�Very good.�
Again I felt his hand between my legs squeezing and his fingers probing me. It really felt good. Then it occurred to me he was trying to teach me to associate the pain of the spanking with pleasure. After each spank he would touch and probe me like this.
When he pulled his fingers from my pussy, he said, �My pretty little slave is enjoying her punishment. Her cunt has betrayed her and is very wet.�
It was humiliating for him to know this. I knew his fingers were coated with my lubrication, but I was shocked and gasped out loud as he shoved the lubricated digit into my ass with no warning. Pulling it out he said, �I am glad to see my slave was telling me the truth and her back passage is clean and ready for my use. Very good my little pet.�
Another stinging swat to my small ass. �Three Sir. Thank you sir for teaching your slave to be a better slave.�
�Four Sir. Thank you sir for teaching your slave to be a better slave.�
This continued to the count of ten. He took a tube a cream and worked it into my ass cheeks making the burning from the spanking less intense.
�You may get up. Go to the bedroom, get dressed and prepare yourself to leave. We will be checking out and begin our adventures.�
I went in the bedroom prepared to put on the dress I wore to the hotel, but instead I saw clothing I had not brought with me. There on the bed lay a bright yellow C-String and matching bikini top with nipple patches so small I did not know if they would even fully cover my nipples. I had never worn a C-String, but had seen them and knew what they were, but talk about bare! It was daytime and I would have to walk through what was probably a full lobby wearing nothing but this. How could I do that? I wanted to be pushed beyond my limits. This certainly qualified in that respect.
I did not question my Master as I knew it would only earn me another punishment. I simply put on what was provided and slipped on my heels I had worn to the hotel. I asked Master about the collar and he said he liked it, so I would wear it. �I am taking your feelings into consideration and will allow you to make a decision. Do you prefer to leave the hotel with or without your leash attached to your collar?�
I was just getting into him making all my decisions and here he was giving me one to make for myself. I thought about it and said, �Master the owner of a pet would not ask the pet if it wanted to wear a leash or not. The owner would simply decide if he or she wanted a leash on the pet. I would rather my owner decide if I should be leashed to show his ownership, or if his property should be unleashed and free to walk on her own.�
I watched as he just stood there looking at me and thinking. �Slave, I like the way you answered that question. I see you wish to have the decisions made for you. I assume that is your submissive nature in giving your owner all the control. I am proud to have you as my slave and wish for the world to know you belong to me. I want them to know you are submitting yourself to me. It pleases me to display you as my property. Since you want me to make the decision, you will be led out of the hotel by your leash. I accept your total submission and an anxious for others to know you are mine.�
He clipped the leash to my collar and I was ready to follow this masculine man anywhere he wanted to lead me.
One good thing about my current wardrobe, it did not take long for me to get dressed. My only hope was that the C-String would not slip and fall off in the middle of the lobby. While I was technically covered, my modesty was not protected by any stretch of the imagination. A deep breath would likely expose a portion of one or both of my nipples.
I went to the door and waited for my Master to escort me out of the hotel to continue this wild and exciting adventure, but before he opened the door he said, �Slave I have one last item I want you to wear. Please remove your C-String and bend over.� I did as he instructed not knowing for sure what he had in mind, but I had an idea, which was confirmed when I felt a hard and cold object against my anus. I felt the pressure as he pushed a butt plug into me and a moment of intense pain as the widest part slipped past my anal muscles. The plug was firmly lodged in me as he slipped the C-String back in place. I realized this plug did not have a handle sticking out, so it would not be as obvious to the people we would pass by that my ass was stuffed full. There was an elongated oval base to the plug that rested between my cheeks providing a means to pull the plug from my colon. It could be seen if they looked, but would not be sticking out of me making it obvious. I thought to myself, just one more thing to be embarrassed about.
My anxiety level increased as my Master opened the door and I stepped into the hall. Master held my leash and led the way carrying both my overnight bag as well as the duffel bag of toys, minus one that was now installed in my body and which I could feel with each step I took.
�My little pet, this is going to be fun. We will descend in the elevator and at the front desk as I check us out, you will stand by my side one step behind me and to my left, as any submissive should do to show her understanding of her status and her devotion to her Master. We really don�t have to check out, but I do want us to thank the staff. I also want everyone in the lobby to see and envy me for my ownership of my adorable little slave.�
What could I say except, �Yes Master?�
Thankfully nobody else got on the elevator with us and we went directly to the lobby. As we exited the elevator, there was absolutely no doubt that I was the center of attention. Master led the way as I followed like a puppy on his leash. I could see the looks of lust in all the men I saw and the looks of disgust and contempt in the eyes of many of the women. A feeling of euphoria overcame me in this moment of maximum humiliation as I it struck me as a slave I was only doing what my Master/Owner was making me do. I had not chosen to dress in this manner, but since I was dressed like this, and I obviously was desired by most of the men, I might as well enjoy the attention and make my new Master proud of me. I lifted my head, pushed out my chest and walked proudly like some beautiful Arabian horse being led by its reins.
At the counter, all eyes were on me as Master thanked everyone for a pleasant night and told them he will recommend their facility to his friends. I am not sure anyone heard him as they were all looking as if they were trying to memorize my body for future fantasies. Although I did not see any, I was confident there were cell phone video cameras capturing the moment.
I was proud I was being admired in such a manner. I was happy that my Master was so proud to show me as one of his possessions. As he concluded his business he tugged on my leash and I followed him out the doors and felt the rays of the sun caress and warm my body.
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