Helplessy curious (casting call )

[AsYouWishOfMe]

The idea to this is sweet and sinful... i mean simple

Aria bowe has been engaged for 5 months to her boyfriend of 4 years Joshua bailer. Although she loves him and thier sex life is satisfying she is always in control. Josh is utterly submissive and never allows himself to be forceful. They have tried many times to remedy this but he refuses. After growing sick of being the boss, she longs for nothing more than a master to take her, fuck and use her as he commands. Aria attmpts to escape her drab life by frequently going to the bsdm bar downtown from where she lives in the town of stony brook , in long island. After many dates with little to no affinity with the men she dates, she comes upon the one she has been craving. His name still unknown to her as he will only let himself be known as "sir", leads her in to a world of indulgance, guilt and her absolute submission.

Aria is a young girl, mid 20's. Intellegent, a psych major who study's human sexuality. Now on a hiatus from school she is exploring her inner self by giving herself finally to her master.
She is 5'5 120 lbs with medium length auburn red hair and blue eyes

CASTING CALL
- you will be given free range of your char. with exceptions being joshua no char have pre set names , do as you please with them within these surroudings and circumstances, and of course enjoy

"sir"- Male mid 20's
Joshua- male mid 20's
2 Friends of master- male or female
Friend of Aria- Female

if you have an idea for this story or a un mentioned char you wish to add just let me know

AsYouWishOfMe

 

[clan_destine]

Sent you a PM about this one. Let me know. Thanks.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Okay, I'll do this one, but I'm capping it at this! Seriously, I HAVE to do this! It's too good to pass up.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Brian Kincaid, Irish immigrant with a penchant for BDSM. Has been topping girls for 4 years now. Is 26 years old. Finds it a serious turn-on to dominate attached women, especially since they are less likely to try to make it a serious or long-term relationship. Has a "green-card" wife, who is a lesbian that borrows his sperm without actually fucking him, of course. Likes the idea of a number of slaves and subs at one time. Also likes the idea of dominating their beaus eventually. Has a nice size cock, but his main appeal is his forceful nature. Has long, red hair, green-gray eyes, and a clean-shaven face.

Works as a junior reporter for the local rag, which knows nothing of his private life.

 

[AsYouWishOfMe]

And it Begins

I enter a cold room being led by nothing but the soft hand and stern voice of "sir". In the back of my head im wondering what his name truly is but my body tells me to let go of such uncertaintys and accept i am at his will. "aria" he calls my name with a sense of distain, property, thats what i am now... Porperty

Again my mind flashes, thoughts of josh sitting at his desk at work staring at my picture. This thought somehow makes this surreal experaince more exciting. I am owned, for once i have no control i wonder if sir knew what was on my mind if he would permit it.

The floor feels cool agaisnt my bare feet, my nipples under my now unbuttoned blouse harden. I wonder to myself when my blouse had been unbuttoned? His touch triggers so many emotians and tingles its hard to remain sure of time.

The room fills with light and i see a solid black mattress on the floor. Concrete walls surrounding. I notice there are no windows, and nothing covering the walls. In the opposite corner of the bed is a camera sitting atop an older looking tri-pod. Its then i notice im no longer wearing my watch. I open my mouth to speak, and at the first sound my voice makes i feel a swift jerking of my arm. " we havent discussed punishment yet" he pauses and smiles then speaks again this time more sternly "dont speak unless spoken to".

Although his roughness excites me i start to shiver slightly, nerves begin motivatig me to flee, but i hold myself to him to him now, i have no choice. He leads me over to the bed and sits me down. "stay, i'll return, shortly". I notice how he stresses shortly as though making a joke, i know i wont be seeing him in a few seconds but in a much longer period of time. As a person logicaly driven i look down again at my wrist to see the time and then search the walls for a clock. Time is nothing of meaning to this man. He doesnt care if josh worries or if i have to make excuses i wonder if he cares for me at all?

he leaves the room through the door we entered, as it slams shut i can distictly hear the sound of laughter from more than one person, and then the click of locks being shut. I am stuck. I am his.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

I laugh as I think of the naughty woman who likes to cheat on her beau and wants a stronger man to control her. I can smell her excitement at both the danger of being caught and the reality of being ordered around. Well, she wanted this. I am not going to go out of my way to make her double life convenient. She can worry about her excuses to her man. Not like it would be a problem. The whole point was that Josh was such a wimp that he probably wouldn't do anything to his woman as punishment for cheating on him. That could be fun later too, especially once he finds out. I have an occasional use for male slaves, generally the beaus and husbands of the female ones.

I deliberately make her wait a long time and get more nervous and desperate. I WANT her to be uncomfortable. She needs to learn that serving me will mean that she is at my beck and call, not the other way around. She must learn to subordinate her stresses and priorities to my will. I stroke my cock as I think of what I will do to her when I return. Her back and buttocks will suffer more than a little pain. Then she will thank me for that pain by taking my cock inside her sex and sucking it immediately after I fuck her. This is the first time. Future sessions will be even more intense and demanding for her.

The idea that she will return home smelling of sex and her beau will get suspicious is a turn-on. She will not be allowed to cover up the evidence of her cheating. No, she will smell like raunchy sex and another man, namely me. The beau will just not be able to prove it. That will keep both of them anxious and scared, which is the best thing. I don't want either of them confident enough to resist my will.

I will undermine their sense of their old egos and certainty, and replace it with respect for me and concern over what I will do next.