To love, honor, but especially OBEY

[BadForm]

OOC: This thread is now closed for plainjane and me.

IC:

I hadn't heard the way my wife said the word "obey" when we said our wedding vows. I hadn't seen the look of hunger in her eyes. Of course, as she was a cop, it would never have occurred to me that she wanted to be a slave at home. Perhaps if I'd realized it wouldn't have taken an affair to get our marriage back on track.

...

It had been a rough day at the office. Sometimes even the I, the CEO, has days he'd rather have slept through. But I made it home early and decided that I would please my wife with a surprise meal when she got off her shift.

I put my key in the lock and tried to turn it, but it wouldn't turn. Cursing myself for a fool, I realized I must have left the door unlocked when I left for work. I opened the door and stepped inside. At once I heard the sound of a man grunting.

Damn! Burglars!

I pulled the pistol from my holster and followed the sound into the living room. That's when I saw my wife going down on a huge guy. His eyes were rolled back into the back of his head as he stared at the ceilings. My wife was wearing her police shirt, though it was unfastened down to the last button. Her hands were fastened in her handcuffs and for a second I assumed she was being raped.

He screamed and came in her mouth. She hungrily swallowed every drop she could then pulled back and licked the remaining cum from her grinning lips.

"Thank you master," she moaned. "May I clean your cock sir?"

Anger overtook me. I couldn't believe she had done this. I cocked the gun and aimed at the guys head.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I blow your fucking brains out!" I said.

He turned and blanched.

"Listen mister it was her..."

"3"

"No look... you don't have to..."

"2"

He jumped to his feet and ran. He'd barely fastened his trousers before he reached the door. That left me alone with my cheating, submissive wife. I turned to face her unaware that I was now pointing a loaded gun at her face.

"OK, bitch, you better tell me whats going on."

She didn't look afraid. She looked hopeful, and more than a little turned on.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I turned to my husband and with my hands bound together with my own handcuffs, I wiped away a dollop of cum from my face. I tied to smile but it wasnt funny being caught like this.

I told him I was doing my job as a traffc cop and stopped a speeder. When I approached the drivers side of his pcar he opened the window and i saw hitm with his pans open and the biggest cock I had ever seen nice and hard as he played with it, and just had to have it.

It wasnt far so told him to follow me here. My blue and white is in the garage. I came in and he told me to give him my handcffs and he cuffed me and then pulled down my pants and panties and pulled out his prick and told me to suck it"

"I never even got to fuck him"

"Please get my key and unlock me.I have to get back to work and take the car back to the station"

 

[BadForm]

Peter Johnson

I strode over to where the key lay and picked it up, still in a shocked daze. My fingers turned the metal object over and over as I walked towards where my wife knelt. Then I pulled away.

"No," I said. "You didn't fucking care about your job when you were going down on that bastard did you? Why should I care about it now?"

I dropped the key on the mantelpiece and took a seat in front of her. Damn but she looked sexy. Now that the initial shock and anger were subsiding I couldn't believe how hot Jane looked. I'd never thought of treating her like that before - I was raised to be a new age guy, romantic but still looking after your woman. Treating her like a slut... that was new.

"We don't need your job - I bring in more than enough money for us both. Maybe I'll never let you out of those handcuffs again. That way, if you're going to be a slut, at least you're my slut."

I couldn't believe how hard I was getting. I felt my cock twitch inside my pants every time I used the word.

"Unless, of course, you can persuade me otherwise."

I had no idea what she'd do about that suggestion, but I wanted to know.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

"Peter I am your slut. I've always been your slut and I will always be your slut to do with as you choose. My body is for your pleasure. But at least let me get dressed and take the car in and finish my shift. If you want me to quit the force I will. I will do anything you ask of me"

"I will tell you anything you want to know. I'm sorry I hurt you this way, but lket's at least talk abouyt it."

I crawled over to him, with my hands still tied together and my naked ass and pussy hanging out in the breeze. I couldnt even unzip his pants and suck his cock. I was really helpless unless he undid my handcuffs.

 

[BadForm]

Peter

It was actually fun watching her struggle and seeing her beg. I felt a little disgusted with myself but if this was what she wanted I'd more than enjoy giving it to her.

About her job? Well, I sure didn't trust her out in the car alone anymore, but then one of the things that had always turned me on was a woman in uniform - strangely a slave in uniform was even sexier. No, let her keep her job.

She was struggling to work out what to do and knew I had the power to stop her doing anything.

"What kind of slut can't even unzip her guy with her mouth?" I said, and wondered if that was even possible.

I unzipped my fly and struggled to pull out a raging hard on. I felt, looked, as though I was almost an inch longer and certainly harder than I'd been before. It must be a hallucination, I figured, because I couldn't be that turned on... could I?

"Do it," I said and pointed my gun back at her head. "You have three minutes."

 

[plainjane]

I started doing justr what I love, sucking cock. W ith hs klegs soread, my hands were on the floor beneath himn and I sort of laid on hius knees to support me while his cock was deep in my throat. He kept saying things like "you like this dont you" and stuff klike that. He knew me and knew he was right.

It didnt take hin three minutes. I'd have guessed maybe a minute and a half before he flooded my mouth with his cum, and i swallowed as much as I could, but some dribbled down my chin. I didnt bothger to try tio wipe it off, and there were droplets on my uniform blouse.

I sat back on my haunches and watched him as he looked at me. I thought he was going to fuck me, but knew it woukd take him a few minutes to recover from that huge ejaculation.

 

[BadForm]

Peter

Breathless, I lay the gun down. Could it be that being threatened with a weapon turned her on even more? It did. I could see it in her eyes as I recovered. It surprised me just how easy she was to read, and how badly I'd done it before. Jane, my beautiful wife, wanted nothing more than to be a slave. I'd been romantic when she wanted controlling.

Right now she wanted fucking.

Thats why she wouldn't get it.

I fastened my trousers again and grabbed the key.

"Stand up and turn so I can unfasten your cuffs."

She did and I unlocked them.

"Now get dressed and go to work. No, don't put on your briefs or bra. You won't be wearing them any more. And dont you dare think about cleaning my cum off your chin. I don't think there's anything in your rulebook that specifically forbids you looking the slut you are."

She was embarrassed I knew, but as I watched she obeyed.

"Go to work, Jane. I'll be checking your cunt when you get home. If I smell anything that doesn't smell like you you're in trouble."

I didn't want her to go. I wanted to fuck her till she screamed, but if she wanted to be my slave it was important that she learn everything would be on my terms. Besides, I was beginning to get some ideas that I wanted to try out while she was gone.

 

[plainjane]

As inbstructed I put on my pants but no panties. Retreiving my police car from the garage, I drove toward the station as my shift was almost over.

I checked in the mirror and thee were cum spots on my face and I disoveyed my master and wiped them poff, but the spots on my uniform wee unmistakable,

Suddenly there was an APB to look foir a white pick-up truck allegedly being driven by a guy that just robbed a bank.

As I heard the radio call, it appeared rounding a corner right in front of me, and I headed him off and crashed my blue and white into the side away from the driver, and pinned him to the side of a building. Leaping out of my vehicle I held my weapon and poonted it at him until back-up arrived, and together we handcuffed the suspect and took him in for questining. Detectivres found a bag of money on the floor of the truck, and it looked as if we had our man

I called home to tell my husband I would be late because of the investigation, and he could hardly make an issue of it but when I finally was allowed to leave to go home, I hurried to be woth him and see what my master had planned for me next. I was sure he woulkd ask me how many times ts sort of thing had happenned, and would want to know all about my affairs and sexual liaisons over the years since we were married. I didnt know what to tell him, but te started on our wedding night when I excused myself from the reception to go to the ladieds room, but went to a man's bedroom and still wearing my wedding dress, pulled off my panties and let him fuck me on his bed. Then the two of us went back to the reception at the hotel, and danced until my husband cut in and led me over to cut the cake. Later he ate my pussy in our marriage bed never knowing it had just ben fucked.

I've been fucking and sucking ever since, and my husband wasnt always around, so I used whatever cock was conveniently available.

Now he had given me an ultimatin = about any strange smells around my pussy, so I thought 'd better just suck cock for a while until it all cools off, unless he decides to order me to service his friends, which I would dearly love.

 

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Peter

I didn't have much time, but my mind was working faster than it did in a high intensity takeover meeting. The comparison made me smile - this was a takeover, and a damn site more personal and exciting than those in the boardroom.

The good thing about being rich is you couldn't be crazy - just eccentric, and as CEO of a fortune 500 company I could get away with almost anything. That was just as well. From now on, everyone was going to know what Jane was. There was a chance it might cost her her job of course, although I suspected that those at her station must already know. If she'd been giving head to perps she pulled over it was likely she was giving more to colleagues and the chief was probably getting more than I'd had so far. Him, I'd probably allow to continue enjoying her fully - anyone else... well. I had forbidden her to have sex with anyone else.

I grabbed the phone and called on the one person I knew would be able to help me with what I wanted.

"Jeanine..."

"Yes, Mr. Johnson?" My secretary sounded surprised to hear my voice at this time of day.

"I need you to get hold of Tommy Willing - head of Willing Tech? Tell him I have a million dollar offer for him and give him my home number."

"Er..." she sounded uncertain. It wasn't surprising, Willing Tech were designers of rather specialist toys and clothes - I'd fought the takeover when the board suggested diversifying our assets that way, but now I was glad. "Ok, Mr. Johnson."

"Immediately, Jeanine."

As I hung up the phone Jane called me to let me know she'd be late. I resisted the urge to breathe a sigh of relief - that would give me more time to make arrangements. When the phone rang again, five minutes later I knew it was Tommy.

"Mr. Willing," I said before he could speak. "I need a special favor. I want you to deliver ten of your most slutty women's outfits to this address within the next two hours."

I gave him my address and he blustered about it being impossible.

"For a million five hundred, Mr. Willing, I find anything is possible..."

That stopped him. Instead he asked for the woman's size and I gave him Jane's details.

"Now, I want you to understand, Mr. Willing, I'm not talking about refined sexiness, I am talking about the sluttiest things you have, things that scream 'fuck me even if I say no'."

I knew Jane could defend herself if anyone tried that, but it got the point across. Tommy hung up and I turned to see the butler, Sebastian, standing behind me.

"May I assist you with anything, sir?" he asked, the smirk on his face telling me he knew everything.

"Tell me something, Sebastian," I said, "Am I the only one around here who DIDN'T know what a slut Mrs. Johnon is?"

"Er, yes, sir." he said.

I rolled my eyes at my stupidity. "OK, well I need you and Claude to take all of her wardrobe to the goodwill. Things are changing round here, Sebastian. It looks like I have a lot of catching up to do."

"VERY good, sir."


Tommy Wilson touched down in the grounds in a private helicopter an hour and thirty minutes later. He and two assistants brought the new wardrobe up to the house.

"Would you like to see them, Mr. Johnson?" he asked.

"No, I want to be as surprised as the recipient, Tommy. Just take them upstairs please - the butler will show you where to put them."

"Er, before I go, I just want you to know I put in some special gadgets we've just been working on..."

"Oh?"

"Yes, remote controlled underwear."

I didn't know whether to laugh or blink in disblief.

"No, seriously, Mr. Johnson," he said. "If you really want to make this woman a slut these will be amazing. There's a pair of underwear with an expandable butt plug, two pair with vaginal vibrators, one with both anal and vaginal vibrators and one with electrodes set to work like a violet wand."

"A what?"

He explained the electro-torture some slaves enjoyed. I cringed at the thought but at the same time felt my cock grow a little. He handed me a universal control, telling me they were still working on the range but had maximized it to twenty miles so far.

Within minutes of his helicopter taking off, I heard Janes car in the drive as she pulled into the garage. I smiled as I waited for the door to open and when it did gave a simple command.

"Ok, slut - get those pants off and let me see your cunt."

 

[plainjane]

As instructed I immediately dropped my pants and bared my pussy for his inspection

He lookeed carefully and didnt say anythiung, excepot for me to finish undressing and ger5 nakeed. When I did I thought he would take my uniform and just throw it in the garbage, badge and all.

I stood there nude awaiting my next orders. Whatever they would be, I would comply. I was his to do with as he chose, as long as i got my loving

 

[BadForm]

Peter

I bent before her and examined her beautiful pussy. I doubted I could smell whether she had had sex or not - after all, from what I'd seen it was likely that I'd been missing that since we married. But I didn't care. I was too turned on.

I grabbed her firm thighs in my hands and pulled her forwards towards me. I could really smell her now, with my nose against her cunt. Was it just her? I hoped so. Whatever, I couldn't resist anymore and pressed my tongue into her slit.

She was moist, tasty with the headiness of fresh pussy juice. I ran my tongue the length of her slit and flicked it over her erect clit. Above me I heard her groan. I smiled and pulled back.

"I gave you no permission to make any noise, slut," I said. "I was going to reward you for obeying, but now I guess you'll have to wait."

I stood and studied her face. What was she thinking? I wondered. Was she frustrated or pissed, or just aroused? Either way it was time for her to see the surprise I had for her upstairs.

"We're going out to eat," I said. "After the day I've had I need to relax, so we're going to Pullman's. Now, go upstairs and get ready."

I watcher her as she grabbed her uniform and marched upstairs naked. It was all I could do not to take her right there. I had always found her beautiful of course, but now...

 

[plainjane]

I tossed my dirty uniform shirt in thge klaundry and as inbstructed, went on up to get ready to go out to dinne. I carried my pants and went to tgye closet tio get a hangar to pout them away, and noiticed that my closet was almnost bare.

I wondered what had happenned to all my clothes.

There were some things there, but when I looked at them they were awful and i wouldnt wear them to a dogfight.

I went and took my bath, fixed my hair and dabbed on some perfume. Then I put on a pair of my shoes that were still there, and went down stairs. He demanded to know why I wasnt dressed and i informed him that I didnt have a fucking thing to wear. If he wanted to take me out I was going naked.

He looked at me and told me to go back up and shave because he said I looked like a Goddamn bum.

 

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Peter

"You don't have a thing to wear?"

I looked at her, feeling the painfully hard way my cock thrust against my pants. She looked gorgeous, and as soon as I knew she was fully compliant I would let her know that.

The truth was, my anger at her cheating had subsided. Now I was simply aroused beyond experience by her. And I was floundering in a sea of desire that I had no experience of. Was I going too far? Too fast? I didn't know. I wondered if there was some way of establishing rules. From now on, I wanted her to be my slave, to serve me no matter what I wanted. Yet I didn't want to hurt her. I decided to try again to persuade her to wear the clothes I'd bought - not least because I wanted to see how she looked in them.

"Jane, I bought you a whole new wardrobe today. I know you have clothes to wear - these are your new day clothes. You will wear them whenever you are not working as a mark of your new position."

She didn't move.

"Rebellion? And to think you said you were my slut, my slave..."

Again I couldn't read her reaction. It seemed like she was aroused - her nipples stood out like ripe cherries - but her face showed reticence, frustration, perhaps even annoyance.

"Jane, you can hardly walk around naked. You're a policewoman for God's sake - you know the laws of public decency."

Sebastian coughed and stood forward from the corner of the room where he was standing impassively. "Sir, if I may, there may be a compromise."

"What?"

"Well, sir, I felt this may be a difficult transition for both of you, so I took the liberty of obtaining a long raincoat. It will be sufficient to cover her when in public. And as you know, Arman Pullman maintains a... discrete floor of his restaurant for the more, shall we say, romantically inclined clientele. On our grounds, in the car, in the restaurant, the lady may be, as she insists, naked."

I smiled and gave a command for him to get the raincoat, then led my wife out to the limousine. Once inside I had another thought, one which I hoped Jane would like. I unzipped my fly and let my erection free.

"I think you should sit here, slut," I said with a smile. "And as we drive, tell me, how long and how often have you been cheating on me... and why?"

OOC: I figure the chauffeur-driven ride should be enough time to fill the poor sap in on the background, and this gives you room to specify (through the "why" any personal preferences, limits, etc you have for the character, Jane. Pleasure writing with you).

 

[plainjane]

The raincoat was sufficient to take care of the clothes problem. For the shit in my closet, there would be a nice big hot fire in the fireplace, but that could wait until later.

Actually I was aroused by the idea of just going naked so that wasnt a problem either

Then he asked me how long and how often. I simply answered "How long? since the day I met you- before that I was active but I certainly wouldnt call it cheating on someone I hadnt yet met"

"How often? All the time unless you were with me" I told you at the outset I was going to but you didnt believe me. You were so smug that your sexual prowess, which is considerable and quite adequate, would suffice in my life. You wee wrong. Either be with me 24 hours a day or provide me with your choice Of companionshp, male or female, or I will find it where I can. Period-end of statement"

When I shut up I leaned over and took him in my mouth, so I couldnt say any more, which was probably just as well

Two can [play these games

 

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Peter

Her mouth felt wonderful, and I let my hand massage her ass cheeks as we were driven to the restaurant. She had, again, disobeyed me. I told her to sit on my cock, not suck it. Later she would be punished, I decided, but for right then, she would be ignorant of that. As we arrived and were shown to a private booth I was still thinking over what she had said. It was quite an ultimatum.

"Either be with me 24 hours a day or provide me with your choice Of companionshp, male or female, or I will find it where I can. Period-end of statement."

So, that was what she wanted.

I indicated for her to take off the raincoat as the waiter arrived and was pleased to see the way his eyes ran over her body. She was a stunning woman, and I knew now, permanently aroused. Perhaps I would find a different way to pay the cheque tonight.

"Jane, order our meals. You know what I like. It had better be perfect."

With that instruction, I took out a notebook and pen from my jacket pocket and started writing.



Contract

I crossed it out and wrote slave contract

then added for slut Jane Johnson

I heard he ordering as I jotted down some notes. If our lives were going to change this much, I wanted her to write down her agreement to it.

 

[plainjane]

We'd had dinner together enough that I was sure I had his order correct. Starting with an appetizer of six raw oysters, I decided to order him twelve. He was going to need them.

Then A New York Seak, blood rare with a twice baked potato and whatever vegetable they had, and a Caesar salad.

I asked him if he wanted me to orded the wine and he noddded yes as he wrote, so looking at the wine list I selected the most expensive bottle of cabernet sauvignon on the list. It was $75 dollars and i knew it would get his attention

For myself I ordered a dinner salad, and waited for him to present whatever he was writing. Reading upside down I saw at the top of the page, the words "SLAVE CONTRACT for slut Jane Johnson"

"Thats me", I thought

As the waiter kept staring at my naked tits, I didnt think he would ever leave so I looked at him and told him he was excused

 

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Peter Johnson

I was going to have to speak with Pullman about this waiter. These booths were private for a reason, Pullman knew that many of the couples who came here wanted safe, public sex. Unseen, yet risking being seen. I'd disbelieved it when I first heard it, but given we had been shown to this table, I now was sure. That meant the waiter's actions were against his work code. Again though, that was something that would wait for later.

I took a deep breath and looked at Jane, admiring her body and the way it glowed under the soft lights. It was time to see just how far she was willing to go.

"All right, Jane. I see you've already noticed I'm working on a contract for you, for us you could say. I'll work with O'Dogherty to legalize the language when we're done, but our copy will still say it's a slave contract."

I watched for any reaction to our lawyer's name.

"The only way you get to stay married to me now is to be my slave and stick to this contract. Any deviation from it and I'll have you not only divorced but exposed and buried."

She knew I had the pull to really mess with her life if I so wanted, and I was surprised she didn't react at all.

"You've already told me all you really want is sex as often as possible - well, that much I guarantee. I'll be using you as a fuck toy whenever, wherever and however I want. And it won't just be me. I agreed to let you stay on the force when we got married because I thought the job meant a lot to you. Now I realize it was just a way of finding people to fuck. You don't need to do that now - you'll be working in my office - on whoever I want."

I thought I saw a hint of excitement about that prospect and allowed myself a slight smile. She could be an incredible clincher for boardroom deals.

"So, this is your last chance to back out. Tonight, I'm going to work with you on drawing up the rules. I'll listen to what you say, but what I write will be my decision."

I made a note on the contract page.

I will always answer any question my master asks fully, honestly and immediately.

"That should go without saying, but as my slave you have no right to privacy or deciet. If you lie, you leave... and I might just speak to one or two of my less reputable business partners to see if they can't find you a new position in say... Bangkok or Cambodia."

She didn't like that, I could see. It was one thing to have sex as often as wanted, and another to do it in a third world brothel where the chance of catching AIDS was astronomical.

"Now, first question: I'm curious. Why did you disobey me when I told you to get dressed? Not that you don't have an amazing body, but the clothes I bought you are more suited to a slut than is a raincoat."

 

[plainjane]

"I wont wear those clothes. I will go naked first. I like being naked and you like me naked so dont expect me to dress in sackcloth and look like a war refugee."

"I will be your slut and your slave, but as for the contract, I will wait until you finish it, and then I will either agree to it or not. We will see. I suspect that whatever you write will need a few adjustments but when you finish and I study it, we will discuss it before I agree to it."

"Dont forget. You still like my pussy, my ass and my mouth, so dont jumpt to the idea of sending me off to a whorehouse in India or somewhere."

 

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Peter

I put the pen down on the table with a forceful click.

"Jane, Jane, Jane. Why do you have to spoil a perfect answer with an arrogant outburst. If you want to stay with me, you are agreeing to be my slave. In case you don't realize it, slaves don't make demands and decisions. Your last decision is now: is that the kind of life you want to live, or would you rather leave?"

She was getting pushy with her demands and ultimatums given she was swearing to be a slave and a slut. I reassured her about a few things, but didn't change my demand - if I didn't yield I might lose my wife, if I did, given I knew she was unhappy as my equal and I was not going to trust her not to sleep around again unless she was fully compliant, then I HAD lost her.

I picked up the pen again and wrote.

I will sleep with and only with everyone and anyone my master chooses whenever he chooses.

"That, I guarantee, is something that will ensure you have at least as much sex from now as you have in the past."

I will agree to any punishment that my master sees fit to inflict, understanding that he will never permanently injure me.

"Yes, Jane, I do think you deserve punishment - for many things - but I love you, and I guarantee you will hurt, not be injured."

I will obey my master in all things and accept his right to make demands and decisions, but understand he will listen to my own feelings.

"We stop here, Jane. The next move is up to you. If you want to leave, you can. Providing you do not try to go public with any of this, I'll let you go your own way. If you try to go public, well, let's just say dont..."

There was one other piece of arrogance I had to squash in her.

"As to my liking your body, Jane, I do. But there are two women in my past I never told you about. Suzi, my first lover, was a professional my father highered to teach me about sex. She could please me better with her pussy and her ass than you can. Marnia, a paraplegic, had learned to do things with her hands that could cause more pleasure than most women can with their whole bodies. Now, I admit that nobody I have ever known gives as good a blowjob as you, but sexually you are replaceable. The truth is, I'm with you because I love you. Even this is because I saw how much you liked being that guy's slave when I walked in on you. But you betrayed that love, Jane, and its up to you to decide if you're willing to accept your new life as a slave or not."

I lay the pen down again.

"Now make a decision."

 

[plainjane]

"Make a decision? I made it when I said yes to you and agreed toi marry yoiu. We have solved the basic question. Give me he damn pen"

"But I am still going naked unless I get my clothes bac"k

"There never has been a question of my sleeping naround,. I am in yoiur bed every night. It's during the day you are worried about"

"I'll resign from the force and turn in my badge. Then I'll join you in your office where you can keep an eye on me, as long as I get a mimimum of twenty- no make that 25 orgasms each day, I am your slut and your slave to do with as you please."

Now eat yoiur dinner and take me hiome and feed me your cock

 

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Peter

I smiled.

"You will be punished for your rebellion, slave. And you will do as you are told in future, but for now, I'll let it pass."

Rather than giving her the pen, I simply pushed it to the far side of the table and then eased the table away from me so I could pull down my own trousers. I hadn't let myself cum in the car and I was still ready to.

"It's time to start your duties as a slave," I said, and glanced at the food the waiter had delivered. This time he had been intelligent enough to leave at once.

"Feed me. Satisfy me. In both ways at once. I want you riding my cock while you feed me."

 

[plainjane]

I a heartbeat I slid over on top of him and impaled myself on his wonderful cock. Nobody else even compared with him as a lover, It was just that sometimes it seemed as if he didnt npoay any attention to me, and I needed to keep capturing his attention one way or another. I reached around me and took the plate of raw oysters and fed them to him one by one, as i let him fuck me.

The distraction of the food kept him from cumming which was just fine - let us prolong this as long as we can. We were still fucking when the waiter brought his steak, and it was too good and too expensive to waste, so I slid off him and sucked his cock while he ate it.

Then for dessert we ordered peach melba, and after a quick spoonful,m I took a dollop of ice cream and smeared it in my pussy, and let him have his dessert.

This opened a whole new avenue. I had never put ice cream in my pussy before, but as I sat on the table in front of him I spooned it all over me while he licked and slurped, and by the time we were finished I was all wet and sticky and so was his face.

Now i wondered who was the slave and who was the master. We just crumpled up the contract and kissed, and I told him I was his slave for life.