Whipped Into Shape

~ She felt Him kneel on the bed behind her, and slowly lifted her head as His hands came around her naked body, a glide of fingers brushing aside her long dark mane.. the touch, caress, tease of His lips upon the curve of her throat, where the flesh was bare of the silver collar she wore.. Her breath caught as a nearly silent moan, one of pure want and need, one that dripped with her desire.. slipped from her barely parted lips...

She feared Him, yes.. He was the Master, the Dominant, and still a Stranger to her... A Stranger to Whom she had submitted.. willingly?? That question had yet to be answered.. that question was not one she wanted to deal with at this very moment.. A Stranger who had done the most intimate of things with her and to her, and still would, at His whim and wish... A Stranger who could still her beating heart, if He so chose.. and she would have no power to stop Him... none would miss her.. she would be gone and that would be that.
He held her life, every breath she took, every pain she screamed thru, every pleasure she moaned into... in the palm of those same hands that right now sooo gently were holding her, touching her...
Yes.. she feared Him..

yet...

She did not want to.. she wanted to know Him.. to learn Him.. she wanted.... to Love Him....

"MMMMMaster.. " she utters softly as His lips kiss and caress her throat.. she could feel His body against her own.. His breath tickling the skin just under her ear as He whispered...

"Relax sheraz, Master is mellow this evening, and very happy with his gift, his gift of you. You may look upon me, you may speak, you may voice your feelings tonight. There will be no recriminations this evening, I promise you this."

She did relax at those words.. especially upon hearing how happy He was with her, even tho she had errored badly and been punished.. He was not going to be rid of her, in fact, He wanted to keep her..

"Thank You... Master.. "

He pulled back, and a moment later was laying between her open thighs, the touch of His fingers to her very aroused and sensative sex bringing what He obviously wanted to hear, a deep, lust filled, sensual, wanton moan..

"Lower onto My face, and let me pleasure you."

"Ohhh goddddd... Yes... " she murmered as she did as He wanted.. her hips coming down as she let her body relax against the chains that held her arms over her head.. His mouth felt exquisite, and she found herself moaning uncontrollably.. throwing back her head as her spine curled into an arch.. her hips rocking to His mouth.. her entire body felt as if it were on fire.. the tinglings that were racing thru her only made her want more.. so much more..

The more He tasted of her.. the more she writhed and squirmed over Him.. she could feel her clit throbbing, swelling, and each pass of His tongue over or around it brought another intense wave of sheer pleasure... she was crying out, begging Him for more...

"ppplease... Ohhhhhhhh ... Don't stop..." her words were breathless.. panting.. moaning.. her breathing coming fast and deep.. her sex quivered over His mouth... "Ahhhhhhh Mmmmaster... PPLease.... need... NEED TO CUM" she managed to blurt out.. her body shuddering as she does..

She had never know that sex could feel like this.. so intense.. so filling... so hot and intense... she never knew that emotions and sensations like this could leave her begging for more... ~
 
I played sheraz like a violin, a Stradivarius with perfect tone and pitch. her notes of pleasure soaring on a wave of sensual and sexual bliss.

The juices dripping from My cunt tasting even sweeter now, as she begged me not to stop, not that I was about to. There is nothing I enjoy more, than feasting on an aroused puissy, the lips swollen and engorged, the cunt hole almost beating as my tongue plays, and fucks it.

"Ahhhhhhh Mmmmaster... PPLease.... need... NEED TO CUM"

Her words were no surprise, indeed, she had lasted longer than I had expected. Using my fingers, I pulled her lips as wide as I could, before hissing at her.

Your Master desires it slut, and so be it. CUM now My bitch, fill My mouth with the nectar of love, NOWWWWWWWWW"

The words were hardly out of my mouth, when she gushed, shaking and moaning at her prolonged moment of ecstasy. I lay there, licking, drinking her in, my mouth everywhere that I could find her fluid. Sucking an dlicking her inner thighs, making it last, and why not, we had all night.

I again fingered My bitch, slowly at first, then deep and hard, lifting her again, before backing off, and sliding out from under her. Retaking my position behind sheraz again, one hand cupped her breast, kneading it, as the other went to her face, and I slipped two fingers into her mouth.

"Shortly I will release you, and lie on my back, to watch you in the overhead mirror. You will see that the Eiffel Tower awaits you sheraz. You need to prepare the tower, and prepare it well, for the Suez canal beckons now also."

Pinching her nipple, and reaching down to pinch her clit, I continued.


Tonight you will ride your Master from above, facing Him, and lying on your back on Him. After you have prepared him that is."

Unfastening the chains, I released sheraz, and turned her head to mine, kissing her mouth deeply, my tongue searching for hers.
 
"Your Master desires it slut, and so be it. CUM now My bitch, fill My mouth with the nectar of love, NOWWWWWWWWW"

~ The words had no more than left His lips when she climaxed, her body shaking violently.. the overhead chains singing out as she came... a flood of her sweet juices spilling forth for her Master to taste, drink.. her head thrown back.. Sheraz screamed out her pleasure.. her need..

The force of the orgasm left her panting and weak.. she letting the chains hold her as her body bowed forward, her Master gliding out from beneath her.. she felt sated, her pussy sensative and tender.. clit throbbing.. she drew in great gasps of air.. trying to stop trembling.. long dark tendrils of her hair hung forward to hide her reddened face...

She felt Him behind her again.. she moaning low as she leans back into Him.. One hand coming around to cup a breast.. kneeding.. caressing.. the peak of her dark nipple swelling to His touch... His other hand cradled her jaw, slipping 2 wet fingers into her mouth, she suckling lightly, tasting.. licking...

"Shortly I will release you, and lie on my back, to watch you in the overhead mirror. You will see that the Eiffel Tower awaits you sheraz. You need to prepare the tower, and prepare it well, for the Suez canal beckons now also."

She moans around His fingers that filled her mouth, the sound vibrating softly...

HIs hand leaving her breast, finding her clit.. she squirms and moves against Him as He manipulates her.. the feeling sending tingling spines all thru her...

The chains were then loosened and free'd, He turning her to kiss her lips, she opening to Him obediantely and completely.. her lips parting, the kiss returned.. succulent.. sensual.. passionate.. she daring to glide her slender fingers of her now free'd hands thru His long dark hair.. she felt at that moment, as if she were kissing a Lover and not a Master... and her body relaxed to that feeling.. a low whimper fed to Him upon her lips and into the kiss..

When He broke the kiss, she was left gasping.. He laying down, the mirror overhead now easy for Him to see.. for Him to observe her...

She offered Him a smile, a slow, lingering smile that curled her moistened lips...

She straddled His outstretched legs... then lowered herself to lay upon His legs.. her head even with His cock, which she, without hesitation, took within the warmth of her mouth... licking.. suckling.. she closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling of feeding from Him.. and to listen to the soft sounds of His pleasure.. for the moment.. she was in control.. at least a little.. ~
 
I looked up. into the mirror, and almost had to pinch myself, to make sure that I was not dreaming.

She was here, this vison of naked beauty, and she did have my cock in her mouth, suckling me, as she made love to my shaft. Her long hair falling about her back and shoulders, the velvet skin of her lower back, shimmering in the blue light that enfolded us both.

The warm wet heat of her mouth was perfect, bringing my cock to maximum rigidity, as she cradled my balls in her hand, before gently sucking each of them.

I looked overhead again, seeing my sluts sweet ass squirming, knowing again how wet, and aroused she was. And how easy entry would be, as she lowered herself onto a cock, for the first time in her life in this position. I wanted to see her eyes, at the moment of entry, the moment of filling her love cave. To see the lust, the need, and the desire that would surely be there now.

It was time, if I did not stop her soon, then I would not be able to prevent myself from coming in her mouth. Reaching my hand down, I took hold of her hair, lifting her head, and spoke to her

"Your Lord wishes to enter His canal now sheraz, and face Me as you ride My cock, with your eyes open. I wish to observe you"
 
~ She worked His cock with her mouth, sliding it in and out, licking along the underside, down over His balls.. she had never really done this before, but she had watched, been made to watch.. watch and learn.. Her very existance depended on her pleasing her Master, and this Man was her Master... He tasted masuline and clean, He looked sooo very sexy as she opened her eyes for a moment and dared a glance up at His face... His touch was gentle for the most part, Dominating always..and for that moment, sheraz was glad she was His....

His fingers curled into her hair and pulled her head up from His cock, the length gliding free of her hungry mouth..

"Your Lord wishes to enter His canal now sheraz, and face Me as you ride My cock, with your eyes open. I wish to observe you"

She was slick and dripping wet, her skin flush, eyes lidded with her arousal. She lifts, nodding to Him "yes Master.. " she whispered, lips quivering.. crawling up His body.. her own brushing His skin.. curves to flesh.. softness to strength.. submissive to Dominant.. her hands bracing herself over His chest, dripping pussy now over His cock, a droplet of her slickness falls to the head and slips slowly downwards..

She lets her hips descend.. almost closing her eyes as she feels the head of Him easily find and push within her primed and slippery opening.. but she kept her gaze fixed in His eyes as the length penetrated her and she lifts from her bracing hands to settle down upon the shaft of His cock, the length so slick that it eases thru the muscles of her tunnel, the muscles that pulse with each beat of her heart, until the cervix stops Him and He is buried to His balls.. her gasp held.. she still staring down at His handsome face.. her eyes gleaming...

"Sooo good... You feel sooo good Master" she whispers... her eyes indeed alight with a deepening desire.. a fire that has begun to slowly burn within her..

She had heard horror stories from some of the other girls in training... about cruel Masters.. Men who were nothing more than bullies who had the money to purchase their sex slave.. who beat, raped, and whore them out... Some who were too fat and ugly, in both looks and personality, to obtain a girl, so they bought one.. some were just plain scary.. having killed their slave, they come back for another.. She had managed to put those thought and stories in the back of her mind, but she had been terrified when sent to her Master's house for the first time.. scared nearly to death, yet she was soo broken by the training that she dared not run away... she went.. and now this was where she found herself.. and she knew she was lucky...

"I am soo lucky" she murmers to herself, not realizing she had said it outloud... She still did not know WHY she was sent to Him.. just, perhaps as He did not know who had sent her..

What she did not know, was that a special delivery package would be dropped off within the next day.. a *paid in full* receipt for one slave, along with a return policy if needed.. in with that would be the explanation of who had sent the slave... sealed, to be opened by Him if He wished to know... Sheraz knew none of that.. as she rode her Master there on the bed, in His house... wearing His collar.. ~
 
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The feeling as she lowered herself slowly was delicious, her lips opening, stretching around my girth. Both cock and cunt extreme to say the least in their lubrication, fitting each other like an expensive tailor made glove. She whispered to me, while looking into my eyes,

"Sooo good... You feel sooo good Master"

That one sentence allaying any doubts that I might have had about her.

She started to rise and fall on my cock, slowly at first, but gradually building, in both speed, and intensity. I broke off from the mutual gaze, lowering my line of sight, to watch as my cock disappeared, and then reappeared, from what was now my cunt. My beautiful, shining, delicious, divine cunt. Not that I would speak of it this way to sheraz, not yet anyway.

My mind wandered for a moment, back to my late wife, who had been totally vanilla, and could never accept, or believe, how beautiful Domination could be for both participants.

I quickly dismissed these thoughts, shifting my gaze up once more, and whispering hoarsley now, as my passion reached dreamlike heights.

"Turn around sheraz, but stay connected, and lie back, let Me feel your weight upon My chest, and your head on My shoulder."
 
~ the sensation of moving on Him, controlling the speed, the penetreation, the intensity, was very different to her.. and altho she liked it, she felt as if they were making love, instead of Him *taking* her, which was what her broken and reprogrammed mind was expecting.. this she would have to get used to...

The look on HIs face was reward tho.. He had a look of pure lust and extasy on HIs face... as she glides up and down upon His impaled cock.. her body, her sex, sheathing Him in velvet warmth...

"Turn around sheraz, but stay connected, and lie back, let Me feel your weight upon My chest, and your head on My shoulder."

Her answer was only a low gasping moan.. as she struggled to do as He wished.. she did not want Him to slip from her, but in her... inexpierence, that was what happened...

Her back to Him now, she quickly lowered her hips once more upon HIs erect length.. then slowly let herself bend back.. it was not an easy position, she had never done it before, but the pressure was intense inside her pussy... His cock feeling larger, her muscles straining and tightening around Him... her head coming to rest upon His shoulder, tendrils of her long dark mane spilling out over His shoulder and onto the pillow beneath, several tickling over His chin and neck... she could feel HIs breathing and even His heartbeat aginst her back...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the moan released from within, a deep, passion lace sound.. ~
 
I heard her moan

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

and knew immediately that every stroke of my cock was hitting her G spot. I thrust harder, faster, wanting to be deep inside my slut. But this position is not good for deep hard prenetration.

Grasping sheraz by the shoulders I rolled her over, and lifted her hips up. Raising her sweet ass into the air, while her head remained on the bed.

Kneeling to gain the right position, my cock went in deep now, my balls pressed against the hear of herloins. Grabbing a fistful of hair, I pulled her head back, bending her neck, and hissed at her.

"Now My slut, Sir is going to fuck you like the bitch in heat that you are, and give you what you need, a HARD FAST FUCKING"

Releasing her head, I placed my hand on her back,pushing her body down, as I pounded my slave, hammering my dick in as hard, and as fast as I could.

"CUM bitch, cum on My cock now, fucking explode, and make Me cum too. Do it, now, now, NOW"

I grunted like an animal, as I felt my cunt contracting, and my own orgasm bursting forth into my hot little bitch. Filling my cunt with my seed, and stirring the mixture with her nectar. Leaning forward, I pulled he rhead once more, biting her neck, as the last iof my seed emptied into her. My head dripping with sweat, as indeed were our bodies.

I collapsed on her, satiated at last, and wrapping my arms around her, and kissing the collar softly.
 
~ He rolled her... a quick, easy motion for One as strong as He was.. and sheraz found herself face down under Him, He lifting her hips, still driving into the heated depths of her.. He was in complete control.. and that only heightened the slave's arousal, and increased the volume of her moans...

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMMASTERRRRRRR" she screamed out, the words and her voice muffled by the bedding under her..

Her body was wildly bucking under His thrusts.. rocking back to Him.. the muscles within spasming.. hungrily grasping at His cock with each pass into her body, into the cavern of her sex...

Wrapping His fingers into her hair, yanking back...

"Now My slut, Sir is going to fuck you like the bitch in heat that you are, and give you what you need, a HARD FAST FUCKING"

"Yessss.. YESSSS MASTER... Ride me... take me.. fuck Your slave.... YOURS MASTER... OHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDSSS I AM YOURS" she screamed out... her breath coming in hard gasps..

The entire bed shook under her and Him.. she clawing at the sheets like the animal she was.. begging for more.. screaming out to Him.. As he growled to her...

"CUM bitch, cum on My cock now, fucking explode, and make Me cum too. Do it, now, now, NOW"

She howled as she came... her body exploding around Him.. the muscles convulsing as her heart pounds.. flooding her womb, her sex, with her own slick fluids.. the heat coating Him.. even as He too jets HIs seed into her.. she feeling Him release.. filling her... claiming her as His as His seed splashes over the walls of her womb.... He grasping her dark mane once more, pulling her head back, marking her throat with His teeth... she groaning at the bite...

She fell onto the bed... gasping for breath as He came to rest atop of her... she was still shaking.. still moaning as the last of His seed flowed from His still spasming cock...

HIs weight came down atop her.. she felt Him holding her.. her eyes closing.. she whimpers slightly ... she liked Him holding her.. liked the feeling of being in HIs arms... she could feel herself beginning... in these first days.. to feel something for Him.. ~
 
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I just lay there for a while, holding her, revelling in the feeling of having her warm tenderness in my arms.

I rolled to the side, looking at her, studying her soft features, and realising that I really had someone special here. This gift from whom I knew not, was beginning to captivate me.She may not have been born to be a slave, yet the training that she had obviously been a recipient of had been complete. Well, as complete as it can be while the slave retains thier virginity in all orifices.

Of course there was much more to come, for her to experience. The cross, and the pain/pleasure sessions, not to mention the love swing, all shiny leather and chains, as yet unused. Reaching for her left breast, I gave it a squeeze, visualising how it would look bound, in the soft nylon rope that I had.

It had been a long day though, and now I was tiring, I needed rest, as would she, for tomorrow I had plans, for her, and for me.

"We will sleep soon sheraz, but first, Sir has a question for you.
If I said that you were free, and could leave right now, would you go?
 
~ her body calmed, her breathing slowed, and as He rolled from her and layed beside her, holding her like a lover would, she let her eyes close, she daring to snuggle back against the warm strength of His body...

"We will sleep soon sheraz, but first, Sir has a question for you. If I said that you were free, and could leave right now, would you go?"

She hesitated... she almost recited what had been so forcefully beaten into her...

What was she? She was a slave, an animal, property to be used for the pleasure of a Master..

Why was she born? To be owned, mastered, dominated

Where did she belong? At the feet of a Master.. to serve Him in all things, in all ways, for as long as He wished..

But she did not... did not robotically recite what she had been brainwashed to say.. instead, she took a moment, to find the words...

"Master.. " she whispered "I have no place to go, no life other than this one now.. If You were to allow me my freedom, I would be lost... but....."

she paused, taking a slow breath, not wishing to upset Him, anger Him, but He asked a question, He deserved the truth... she could not, and would not, ever lie to Him, He was her Master...

"If Your asking where I came from, before my, training, I can tell you that, for as much as they tried to rid my memory of who I was, I still retain some... If life had taken a different turn, Master, I would be living and working in the city, just 12 miles from here.. I lived alone, work was all I knew, I never allowed anyone close to me... " she stopped there.. closing her eyes.. not saying anything more.. her memory was tattered to say the least, her brutal training had indeed eaten into who she had been, molding her into who she was now.... ~
 
"Master, I have no place to go, no life other than this one now.. If You were to allow me my freedom, I would be lost... but....."

Realising that she had more to say, I waited

"If Your asking where I came from, before my, training, I can tell you that, for as much as they tried to rid my memory of who I was, I still retain some... If life had taken a different turn, Master, I would be living and working in the city, just 12 miles from here.. I lived alone, work was all I knew, I never allowed anyone close to me... "

She closed her eyes, in embarassment as much as deference to my presence I guessed. Tilting up her head, I kissed her softly on the lips, before replying.

"Firstly sheraz, my question was a test. Had you replied that you would leave given the opportunity, then tonight you would have slept alone. Bound, and chained to your bed. You did not, so tonight, you sleep in My bed, to keep Me warm, and whatever else there may be that I might desire.

As to your memories, Yes, I know you have them, indeed, it would be a great folly to think otherwise. And, we shall explore them together at some future time, that I promise you."


I kissed her once more, a deeper kiss, pulling her close, and feeling the heat of her body, as it moulded to mine. Our tongues stroking and caressing, as she pushed against my torso with hers. Reluctantly, I broke off the kiss, whispering into her ear.

It is time for you, My slave, to spend your first full night in your Master`s bed. Realise this is an honor sheraz, an honor that wil not happen all that often. Now, sleep, and comfort Me, ready for tomorrows adventures, whatever they might be."
 
~ she melted easily into the kiss, her body and tongue seeking His to mate with, entwine with.. she had not expected the question, and had answered from her heart... she was glad she did... she really would be lost should He free her... she no longer was able to think for herself, that had been torn from her during training.. she was not a robot, far from it, but she was submissive, slave, to be taken, dominated, mastered, as she was now...

"It is time for you, My slave, to spend your first full night in your Master`s bed. Realise this is an honor sheraz, an honor that wil not happen all that often. Now, sleep, and comfort Me, ready for tomorrows adventures, whatever they might be."

"Thank You ...Master" she whispered softly back as she settled in the bed.. His bed.. in His arms.. for the night.. the light dimming until the room was blanketed in black... her body spooned in His.. warm, soft against His strong powerful form.. she fell asleep quickly, she was exhausted from all that had happened.. her body craving sleep, needing to rejuvenate.. and sleep she did.. deeply, feeling safe against Him... knowing, at least so far, He had shown her compassion, mercy, Dominance.. without the violence and cruelty she had sooo feared...

She did awaken a couple of times, and was careful to not disturb Him.. once she had to leave the bed to used the bathroom, she pondered for a moment awakening Him for permission, but He was sleeping so peacefully, she made a decision, on her own, one of the few she was comfortable with, and did not wake Him, quietly slipping from the bed, going, and returning within the span of a few minutes, curling back up against Him to go back to sleep.. she would tell Him in the morning... she would keep nothing from Him~
 
I awoke first, just after 7.30, and silently slipped away to shower, leaving sheraz to sleep.
For a moment while showering, I almost regretted not waking her, as my cock responsded to the beating of the jets upon it. I smiled, stroking myself a little, and congratulating myself also, on having such a willing slave of my own now.

After dresing, and checking that she was still sleeping, I went to the kitchen to start the coffee, and then I heard the door bell. It was the postman, with a special sdelivery package, to be handed personally to me, and no other. I signed for it, and then sat at the kitchen table to open it. There was a receipt inside, stating that one slave had been delivered, and was fully trained, and also fully paid for. Then I noticed the letter, an envelope, with my name, hand written on the front. Ripping it open, I started to read, and then, to recoil in shock. I read it three times, before finally putting it down.


My dear Jason,

I would hope by now that your slave is fully esconced in your home, and administering to you, as you desire, and command.

My wife and I have heard you speak many times at the fetish club, of your desire for a slave. To be owned totally by yourself, and always be there, for your desires. A gift to offer to friends when they call, and to take with you to meetings, or anywhere else that you might desire.

We are both aware that your marriage to the late Sophia, which ended so tragically 18 months ago, was a sham. And, that it has been difficult for you to move on, along your chosen path, the "Lifestyle" that is.

As a consequence of these thoughts, I had this slave sent for concentrated training, with the expressed purpose of having her delivered to you, at the appropriate time.

That time is now Jason, and soon, after you have settled in a little more, Lavinia and I will visit. This will be a social visit, with attachments of course. Something that I am sure you understand perfectly.

And now Jason, the final twist, your new slave, whom I have no doubt that you have already initiated into your life, is my daughter. From my first marriage. The proviso to the gift of my daughter is this. You must NOT tell her that you know she is your bosses daughter, not until the very moment that we make our appearance.

Be well, and be safe Jason

Regards

Donald J Harriman III


I heard sheraz approaching, and quickly slid the contents back into the package, wondering if she would see the surprise, and conternation that must now have been on my face.
 
~ It was the morning sun that awakened her.. she blinking open her eyes, feeling the warmth gliding over her exposed skin... lifting her head from the pillow, she turned to look for Him, but for the moment, she was alone in bed..

Taking a deep breath, she took that moment to remember the night prior... her body trembling slightly as everything that happened replayed in her mind.. including her mind numbing, shattering, orgasms...

Stretching, her back arching, she unfurling like a waking feline.. she slips from the bed, bared feet coming to rest on the floor...

A quick stop in the bathroom to, freshen herself, a bit of water splashed to her face, brushing her teeth, she tied back her wild mane with a ribbon she found upon His nightstand.. she then made her way to the kitchen...

She walked until she was at the doorway that led within, she seeing Him sitting at the kitchen table, His back to where she stood... Dropping to her knees, sheraz then crawled to His feet... prowling along the warm flooring.. the scent of fresh coffee tantalizing her nose.. Reaching His side, she lowered down and shifted forward to brush her lips to His feet, just as He turned to bring them out from under the table.. she kissing each in greeting..

"Good morning.... Master" she greeted.. as she came to rest on her knees, lifting her head and eyes for a moment to gaze at Him... She did see a look of..... shock... upon His face, and her own eyes widened... "Master.. is all ok?" she dared to ask, already she was going over what she had done, had she upset Him in some way?? ~
 
I was so engrossed in Donald`s words, that initially I missed sheraz entering the kitchen. I looked down as she kissed my feet, and saw that she had noticed my consternation.

"Master.. is all ok?"

Knowing that I could not tell her the secret that I now had, I smiled, trying to compose myself, and shake off my shock induced lethargy.

"Yes all is well, Sir just had a little surprise, but it is nothing to worry about. Now then, breakfast I think, you may dress, and then Sir will have Muesli, fresh fruit salad, and toast. You may have whatever you wish, and join Me at the table to eat. And dont forget, your new clothes will be here soon, and then, you can give Sir a private viewing. Our own little fashion show, that should be interesting dont you think?"

I realised that some would say that I was being lax I supposed. In allowing her to speak, and sit with me. But I would disagree, we had to have some discourse to "normal" conversation at times. To discuss matters of mutual interest. To keep her completely subdued, 24 hours a day, would be a grave error. I wanted this to be more than a simple Master slave relationship, and, I wanted it to last. A long time.
 
"thank You.. Master" she answered softly, shifting back, lifting to her feet, she steps back, her eyes and head down, before turning to retreat to *her* room, and select clothes.. He had not specified what He desired to see her in..

Sheraz did not waste time deciding, she quickly looked over what was there, and chose a pair of faded jeans that clung to her hips and ass as if painted there, and a pretty pink blouse, tied at the waist, left unbuttoned pretty low down, she wore no undergarments.... kept her feet bare..
She took a moment to braid her long dark hair and tie it off... she looked like any *wife* or *girlfriend* would look, other than the silver that clung to her throat..

Once back in the kitchen, she quickly got together what He had requested.. She, for herself, cut up a melon, added some fresh strawberries, both of which she included in His fruit salad, and added a bran muffin with honey...

He had not requested a drink, so she brought a orange juice, milk, and ice water, along with a mug for fresh coffee..

She set His before Him, and set hers aside for the moment...

"Master, what do You desire to drink?" He indicated He wished coffee, His mind still seeming to be.. elsewhere, and the fresh, hot coffee was fetched and poured...

She then allowed herself to sit down, opposite Him, at the table, to eat breakfast.. She knew this was a luxery.. most Masters feed their slaves from their hand, and she had no doubt He would as well, but in reality, she welcomed the chance to feel, almost...normal again...

She had been subject to the harshest of training, so the simple act of being allowed to sit at the breakfast table with her Master, He allowing her to chose what she desired to eat.. this was a luxery of the highest...

"Thank You.. Master" she said, lifting her eyes to His... hoping He understood how grateful she felt for this small act...
 
"Thank You.. Master"

I looked across, into the eyes that she had now raised to meet mine.

"Breakfast sheraz, is the most important meal of the day, it sets one up for whatever trials and tribulations one might meet. Your thanks are appreciated and noted."

Having eaten, I relaxed, drinking my second cup of coffee, when I remembered something.

"I wont be a moment sheraz, I have something to show you."

Moving rapidly, I went to the lounge, and opened a drawer, returning to place two objects on the kitchen table.

"I purchased these because they are pleasing to the eye, and for their aesthetic value, and I wonder, do you know what they are sheraz?

http://www.erosboutique.org/store/graphics/00000001/twister_small.jpg http://pics6.erosboutique.com/FP15.jpg
 
~ she swallowed slowly... gazing at the 2 objects He had lain on the table before her...

"toys... sex toys... dildoes" she whispered, trying not to shiver.. she had been shown many sex toys while in training.. none had been used on her, for her body was to be virginal for her new Master.. that small fact was very much reflected in the price paid for her... she had seen them used on other trainees... most loved them.. she herself had no idea what one would feel like.... but to her they looked wicked...

She did not reach out to touch them, but instead just stared at them.. the idea of one of those.. being shoved inside her, made her shiver... and she just hoped that if He did do that.. it would not hurt.. she of course would not protest.. she would offer herself for whatever He desired.. ~
 
"toys... sex toys... dildoes"

"Absolutely sheraz, glass dildoes, made by Phallix, a rather superior company in such products I do believe"


Picking up the one with the bulbous blue head, I caressed it in my hand.

"They feel good too sheraz, not a seam anywhere, and very very smooth glass. I imagine though, that the ridges can be quite exciting to a slut. Anyway, we shall find out soon enough I am sure."


She looked a little taken aback, but no matter, I took both dildoes , placing them in the fridge for later.
Turning before leaving the room, I spoke once more

"I will be in the lounge, reading my morning paper, while you clear away, and then we can await your new clothes, I specified an AM special delivery, so they will be here soon I am sure."
 
~ she watched silently as He placed the toys in the... fridge.. just that thought... of what He may do with them, made her shiver to the bone, especially since He placed them in the fridge...

He left for the lounge, while she quickly and quietly cleared the dishes, washing them, drying and putting them all away.. she wiped the table and counter.. Just as she finished, she glanced out the window, in time to see a delivery truck pull into the drive..

A young man hopped out, and despite the uniform he wore, he had a greasy, I hate this job and am only doing this til something better comes along if I clean myself up, look to him... he was probably all of 20...

Sheraz turned .. and went to the lounge.. she did not enter, but instead lowered to her knees and spoke from the doorway... that way she was close to the front door if He wished her to answer it..

"Master.. the delivery truck is here.. He just pulled into the driveway"
 
I sensed her presence in the doorway, as I too heard the truck on the drive

"Master.. the delivery truck is here.. He just pulled into the driveway"

I walked to the window and looked out, just in time to see a young guy, maybe 19 or 20 getting out of the truck, and approaching the door.

"Loosen your blouse some more, so that your nipples are peeping over the edge sheraz. Then go answer the door, and sign for the parcels."
 
~ she hesitated, perhaps really the first time she had since she had appeared at His door, even tho before ringing the bell that fateful morning, she had hesitated then too..

She knew what she had to do.. what He said... she knew, and had been forcefully taught that if He wished another to see her, touch her, use her, she had no choice in the matter.. none.. If He wished to loan her out, use her as entertainment at a party, mattered not.. she was to do as He commanded...

"yes.... Master" she whispered, her cheek flush red.. Sheraz quickly unbuttoned the blouse all the way, the soft cotten falling open wide, exposing nearly her entire breast, the pink material tickling over her nipples, she moves one way and a nipple peeks out, another way and it goes back into hiding.. both were peaked and dark... tipping the smooth white of her breasts... her right one even had a reddening mark from His manipulations the night and day before..

The doorbell sang out, and sheraz slowly opened it to the greasy young delivery man, her right breast nearly falling free of her blouse completely, the pink cotten gliding aside as she moved.... her braid lay over that same shoulder and tickled that same nipple, arousing her and that swelling peak even more...

"yes... hi.. You have a delivery for us?" she made sure to emphasize the word *us*.. not wanting the young man to get any ideas that she was alone for the taking..
 
I watched her, following my instructions, even though she was blushing furiously, and obviously embarassed.
I followed sheraz to the door, and watched as the deliveryman`s mouth almost dropped open. he could not take his eyes off her tits.

"yes... hi.. You have a delivery for us?"

"Yes Ma`am, some packages for you, and I need a signature please."


He offered her the clipboard, and even though she hesitated at first she took it from him, and the pen.

I moved closer behind sheraz, slipping my right hand under her arm, and across her chest. So that I could cup her breast, and run my thumb back and forth over her peak. The delivery boy shifted uncomofortably, before grinning, as he saw what I was doing.

Retrieving the clipboard, he got the packages out, and left them for us, smiling as he got back in the van saying

"Have a nice day now Y`all"

Picking up the packages, I carried them inside, telling sheraz that she could cover herself now. Impressed by her attitude and commitment, I pointed to the parcels, and nodded, effectively allowing her to proceed with openng them.
 
~ He stared at her... of course He stared at her... she was practically displaying herself for Him... for a moment.. the briefest of moments, she wanted to reach out and slap the kid... but... she knew she could not.. and she was actually ashamed of herself for even thinking that.. she was a slave.. she should never have those thoughts...

Taking the clip board and the pen from the boy, she could not even meet His eyes.. she started to sign her name..

Sheraz

Not Jodi.. Not Ms. Prince... Sheraz.. that was her name.. the other name was no longer hers...

He was there then.. behind her, as her signature scrolled across the line.. His hand slipping under her arm.. cupping her nearly bared breast.. her breath caught as He drew His thumb across her nipple... that gasp catching the boy's attention.. the kid could see what her Master behind her was doing.. even tho more than likely he thought the man her husband or significant other..

With a wink and a smile, the delivery boy was gone..
"Have a nice day now Y`all"

Her Master already had the packages inside.. and with a nod.. He allowed her to open them...

She was like a kid at Christmas.. it had been so long since she had gotten any kind of present... She knew some of the items were what she chose.. she was eager to see what else He may have ordered for her...

Moments later and all was laid out before the 2 of them.. she had already slipped on the velvet robe, having taken her blouse off.. it felt sooo soft against her skin.. she loved it.. absolutely loved it... ~
 
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