Late the next morning, the phone rang. It was her second date Edward, calling to confirm their date and reservations for that night. They talked a bit, and said good-bye. As Edward hung up, he said he was looking forward to tonight. Paula ate, and showered, then went again to work out. As she worked, she couldn't stop thinking about that movie. She showered, her hands lingering at her crotch, and she wondered if her new Master would pierce her.
She dressed, and went shopping, buying her week's groceries. Her Father had died a few years ago, and left her a great deal of money, the house, some stocks and bonds, and she lived well. Her mother had left when she was ten, and her Father had raised her. That movie had caused her to remember when her dad had punished her, spanking her bottom with a yard stick. She remembered the feel of that stick, the heat spreading across her bottom, and her pussy dampened. She finished her shopping, and as soon as she got to the car, she removed her wet panties, the smell of her pussy filling her nostrils. She remembered what the slave on the video did when she removed her panties, and put the crotch to her lips, tasting them.
She drove home, and took in her groceries. As usual, once inside, she stripped, and put away her purchases. Alex and Carol came over, and she let them in, closing the door behind them.
"I see that you weren't lying about being naked in the house." Alex said. "Carol, you do the same." Carol stripped. "I guess I can help myself to you, too, Eh?" he said, feeling her ass.
"I met with that first guy, and he was an old creep." Paula said, letting Alex feel her up. "I guess I'll have to wait until tonight to see what this other guy is like."
"Oh well, better luck tonight." Carol said, kneeling at her husband's feet. "Besides, Alex knows a few people who you might be interested in."
"Yeah. I can set you up with a friend of mine, if it don't work out soon." Alex said, feeling Carol's breasts. "I met him at the club a while ago. Carol likes him."
"Who, Edward?" Carol asked.
"Edward? I'm supposed to meet a guy named Edward tonight." Paula said, sitting down beside the others.
"Hmmm, I wonder if it is him." Alex said, putting his hand down between Paula's legs. "Let me finger you." Paula spread her thighs, and moaned as
Alex found her clit, rolling it between his fingers. "Carol, get over here and suck her pussy."
"Yes, Master." Carol said, crawling to Paula's waiting crotch. Without hesitating, she began to lick.
As Alex stood there, Paula undid his pants, pulling them down. She kissed his cock, as it sprang free. He walked into the front room and sat down, and both girls were soon taking turns sucking him, and shared the results of their work. Alex had soon fucked them both, and Paula excused herself to get ready.
She showered, and Carol joined her. They washed each other, and then dried each other. Alex came and collected Carol, and kissed Paula good-bye, feeling her crotch as he did. They left, and Paula dressed in the clothes she wore the night before. She was soon on her way.
At the restaurant, she waited ten minutes for her date to arrive. "Hello, I'm Edward." He said, smiling.
"Nice to meet you, Edward, I'm Paula." She said, shaking his hand. "Please join me."
He was about forty, and blonde. He looked extremely fit, and stood about six foot. He also was good looking, and stared into her eyes. They made some small talk, and ordered dinner. As they ate they questioned each other about simple things, where they lived, etc.
After the table was cleared, and they had ordered drinks, He spoke. "Well Paula, shall we discuss the other matter now, or wait until later?"
"Um, I guess we can start here, if you want." Paula said. "I-I... do you think anyone will hear us?"
"Well, I guess we'll just have to be quiet, then." He said, smiling. "Does it embarrass you?"
"Well, no. But-." Paula said. "I'm not embarrassed."
"Ok then. How do you feel about what you advertised about.?" Edward asked.
"Well, um, I want to find out about what it would be like to be someone's slave." She said. "It's as simple as that."
"Hmmm. Well, that's what I'm looking for, too." He said. "I've played around with it for awhile, and decided to try it out."
"Well, I guess we both want the same thing, then. She said. "What do you think about me?"
"I like the looks of you, and you seem interested. I'm game if you are." He said, smiling.
"Well, where do we go from here?" She asked, smiling.
"I guess, I should find out how far you want to take this. I'll tell you what I want, and we'll go from there." He said. "Um, do you know about 'The Story of O'?"
"Yes, I've read it." Paula answered. "I know all about it. Um, I guess you want someone like her?"
"Uh huh. I want someone who will be obedient, and totally submissive." He said. "Are you like that?"
"I don't really know." She said. "I have to find out I guess. I'm willing to try, though."
"Good. When do you want to start, and how long do you want to serve me for?" He asked.
"I-I don't know. Umm, how about three months?" She said. "I'll find out all I need to know by then. Is that ok?"
"Sure. Shall we start now?" He asked her. "No sense waiting, if you're willing. Besides, if you really want to be a slave, you know you have to do what you're told. Right?"
"I guess so. So I will be your property for three months, then I'll decide if I want to continue. Agreed?" She asked him.
"Agreed. But, once you start, there will be no stopping, not for any reason, for three months." He stated. "And if you want, I'll agree to leave no permanent marks, but I'll show no other mercies. Agreed?"
She hesitated, and thought about it. No, she said to herself, you're going to go through with it. "Agreed. I'll become your slave, and do as you wish. Shall I call you Master?"
"Yes. I'll accept your offer of submission, and I'll begin your training." He said, smiling. "You will call me Master, and, I want you to remove your panties, right now, and give them to me. If you do, it will mean that you have accepted my offer, and for the next ninety days, you will be my submissive slave."
She looked around, and reached under her skirt. Unhooking her panties, she handed them to him. He smiled, and took them, and put them in his pocket. "Now, for some ground rules. You must never wear panties at any time. Also, no bra. You also will never wear pantyhose."
She smiled. "Yes, Master. I can't wear bras, or panties, or pantyhose."
"Rule number four will be, you can never close your thighs. Do you remember 'O'?" He asked.
"Yes, Master. She also had to sit directly on the seat." She said, pulling her skirt from under her ass. "Like this."
"Very good. You seem very ready to submit to someone. I guess I don't have to take it slow. Here, put this on." He added, handing her a small package.
She opened it, and took out a small leather collar. It was very subtle, with a small gold padlock on the front. She put it on, and thanked him.
He paid the bill, and they left, taking his car. He said he would get someone to get her car in the morning. They drove awhile, her sitting close to him, and he soon began to feel her up, she slid forward, to give him better access. Soon they pulled into his drive, and into the garage. Inside, she followed him into the living room.
"Sit there." He said, pointing to a chair in the middle of the room. She sat down, bare butt on the chair, and her knees open. "Now, I'll see how far we can go. I'm going to ask you some very embarrassing questions, and I'm going to make you do some nasty things. Are you ready?"
"Um...Yes Master." She said.
"Good. How many men have fucked you?"
"About, um fifteen, I guess." She said.
"And how did they fuck you? Have you ever been fucked in the ass, for instance? I have to know."
"Um, yes, two of them fucked my ass, and I've sucked them all. And all of them fucked my pussy."
"It's no longer yours. It's my cunt. And my ass." He said. "And you will call them that."
"Yes Master. They are yours." She said.
"What is mine, slave?" He said, sternly.
"Um, my ass and cunt, Master." She said, meekly.
"No. Not yours. Mine." He said, again. "MY ass and cunt"
"Your ass and cunt. I'm sorry, Master." She answered.
"Take off your blouse, and put it over there in the top drawer." He said, pointing. "And put on what's in there."
She stood and pulled off her tank top, exposing her breasts. Walking past him, she put it in the drawer, and took out a pair of wrist cuffs, and put them on. She returned to the chair, her cunt, or rather his cunt, very wet.
He stood, and walked to her. "Have you ever been tied up?"
"No, I've never been tied up." Paula said.
"Put your hands behind your head, lace your fingers, and keep them there, until I tell you to move them." She did as he directed, waiting. He began to size up her breasts, feeling their weight, rolling her nipples, making her moan. He pulled on her left nipple, harder and harder, lifting her breast by just the end, pinching harder, until her eyes watered. He did the same to the other, then grabbed two handfuls, kneading them until she moaned. He stepped back. "Now, slave, remove your skirt, and do the same with the next drawer."
"Yes, Master." She said, standing in front of him, and unbuttoning her skirt. She walked to the dresser, and found a pair of ankle cuffs, which she soon had installed. She walked back to the chair, and sat down.
He watched her as she sat, and opened her thighs, looking at her mound. "I see you have removed most of the hair. How come you didn't take it all off?" He said, running his fingers over the smooth flesh of her cunt.
"I, um, I took it off to match my panties, Master." She said. "I had it waxed."
"I'll have to wax off the rest of it later. Now, show me your ass." He said. She stood, and turned around, and bent over the chair. He lifted her knees and put them on the chair, leaning her over the back. He pulled her panties aside and pushed two fingers up her cunt, and stroked them in and out. "Reach back and spread your cheeks." She did as he ordered, opening herself to a man she only met a few hours ago. He removed his fingers from her pussy, and began to finger her anus. She pushed back against his hand, encouraging him to go on.
"Do you want something?" He asked, stopping. "If you do, tell me what you want, slave."
"Do it." She said, wiggling her ass against his hand.
"Do what?" He said. "You must tell me exactly what you want me to do. Everything."
"I-um, Master, I want you to put, uh your fingers up m- I mean up your ass-hole." She said. "I want to feel your fingers up there."
He slipped in one finger, about an inch. "Is this what you want, bitch? You want more, ask for it."
"Please, Master, put it all in." She begged. "I want you to hurt me. Please!"
"I want to see you do it. Put your finger up your ass." He ordered. "Push it in slowly."
She slowly moved her hand closer to her anus. Putting one finger to her hole, she rubbed it a bit, then pushed it in, stopping at the first bend. Then, she continued, putting it all in, moaning. She began to finger fuck her ass, then slowly added another finger, and worked in and out, until she came.
"I think you like to play with yourself, don't you, you slut." He said watching her. "Do you do this often?"
"Um, yes I do like it, Master. But, I don't do it very often." She said. "I'll do it any time you want me to."
"I'll remember that. What else have you done?" He asked. "Have you ever had sex with more than one person?"
"Yes. I slept with my best friend and her husband, and I've also slept with two men." She told him.
"Continue. Have you ever tasted your pussy? Or your ass?" He asked, stroking her bottom.
"Well, um, I've tasted my pussy, but not my ass. I like the taste of pussy, and like to swallow cum, too"
"Lets see you do that right now, I want you to taste your fingers." He ordered.
She slipped her two fingers that she had up her butt to her lips. She could smell the tang on them, and she touched her tongue to them. The taste was bitter-sweet, but not totally unlikeable. She could live with it, and sucked them into her mouth.
"You like this, don't you?" He said, smiling. "I think you would do just about anything I told you to. I think I'll enjoy using you, and I'm going to push you really hard. Have you ever been tied, or punished, or tortured?"
"Um, no, My dad used to beat my ass with a yardstick, when I was bad, and my ex boyfriend tied my hands to the bed, once." She told him. "But that's all/"
"Hmmm. Well, you didn't mind when I was rough with your breasts, and, you knew what the cuffs were for before you put them on, didn't you?"
"Well, um, yes, I guess I did. Are you going to hurt me?" She asked, looking at him. "Will you tie me up, too?"
"What do you think?" He asked her. "You are a slave. What is expected of a slave?"
"Well, I guess a slave has to do what she is told, no matter what it is. Um, she is there for her master to use for pleasure, and I guess, uh, if he gets pleasure from hurting her, then, um, I guess he can hurt her."
"You seem to know an awful lot about this. Are you sure you've never done this?"
"No. But my best friend, um, her husband owns her."
"Well now. I guess we'll have to meet them, sometime. Did you watch them?"
"I whipped her, and was fucked by him." She told him. "Just the other day."
"Hmmm. Interesting. Well, enough of that. I want you to suck my cock. All this has made me horny. Get busy."
She turned around, and kneeled before him. she undid his jeans, and pulled them down, and he stepped out of them. She pulled off his boxers, and his cock sprang out and slapped her on the cheek. She looked at it, and smiled. He was about ten inches long, and at least two inches thick. She kissed the head as he stepped out of his boxers, and licked at the underside. As soon as her hands were empty, she held his balls, and stroked the shaft. She slowly worked in all she could handle, taking about six inches. She began to work on it, sliding all the way out, then all the way back, massaging his balls. She felt him tense, and stopped.
"Master?" She asked. "Will you come on my face?"
"Keep going, slut. I'll give you a come bath."
She began again, and he pushed her down on her back. He grunted, and pulled out. He began to spurt, and she opened her mouth to catch some, as he came all over her face.
He groaned, and shook off the last few drops of come into her mouth. She swallowed it, and began to suck him, making sure she got all of his jism.
"Oohh god!" He said, slumping into the chair. "Go and get me a glass of water."
"Yes, Master." She said, and got up, and as he watched, she wiped off the come with her fingers and then licked them.
She returned, and handed him the water.
"Now, slave, back on the chair." When she was seated, he began again. "Did you enjoy that?"
"Yes. I like the taste of come." She answered.
"Good. Now, I want you to remove your panties. You know where they go."
She stood, and unfastened her panties. As he watched, she touched them to her lips. She put them in the drawer, and took out a long box. She opened it, and her eyes widened when she saw what was inside. She returned to him, with the box.
"Do you know who that is for?" He asked, swishing it through the air.
"Yes Master. Me." She said, trembling.
"And where can I use it?" He asked.
"Um, anywhere you, um, anywhere you wish. Master." She said.