Yes Massuh....

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Yes Massuh....(CLOSED)

IC:
Dear Journal,
My Onani Musenda. I am a young black woman, who at the age of twenty-five has pretty much conquered the IT industry and has found that when people say, its lonely at the top they aren't lying. You see, since I was always working, I never had time for a real social life. I never had time to find a man and stay with him and now that I do, I can't find one. They are either married or gay....
But you know what, I am not looking for a man to marry or a man to be my boyfriend. I am looking for a man to be my "master" if you don't mind me saying. I am looking for someone to uses, abuse, control, and love me in that special master-slave love. To me, though most people don't like me saying this, there has been this special erotism and fantasy of mine, about a white man being my master. I don't know why but for some reason I just do...
Well, I better go. The company's limo is downstair waiting for me. My bosses boss selected me to go to join him and few others in the IT department at Tacety. T. Nuhts. Associates for some motivational conference at his Georgia estate...
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Ooc:
Well, you can tell what I want but if you can't, then pm me for more info. I am not looking for the best, but I am looking for good and if you have AIM, that's even better.

 

[catlover]

Frank

I was assigned to give a motivatio9nal presentation tonight at a fancy rural estate, to the IT department of a local company called Tacety T. Nuhts Associates. What an interesting name. I thiought as I repeated it verbally to myself while driving out there.

On arrival they gave me a quick tour of the place, and i saw several possible things I could use as props.

The meeting began, and their boss stood and welcomed them to his place, and introduced me as their speaker. He sat in the rear of the room as I started with the story of the cave and the mice, and all the cheese they could eat until their usual stash became depleted and they had to use creativity and hard work to find another continuing supply.

Some mice succeeded well, but others got very hungry as they seemed to think the cheese would appear out of nowhere to keep them fed.

The attention span was varied, and the boss got up and left shaking his head. But a lady in the front row listened to every word with a smile on her face, totally absorbed in the parable. At the break when I finished the story, she came up to the front and we chatted, while the others drifted in and out to anbd fromn the bathroom or whatever.

She was a delight to talk to, and I was impressed with her diction and vocabulary as we talked about a number of subjects. She was a lovely young African-American and I discovered she was the manager of the IT department. The others were her support staff; The worker bees doing work for which she got and deserved the credit.

As we started the next sessiion, I asked her to stay afterward so we could continue our discussion, as I found her fascinating.

Finishing my presentation, with questions and answers and my promise to provide additional support if needed, the meeting broke up and everone left.

She and I took a walk in the lighted garden, and I asked if she had ever been here before. She stopped and looked at me, as much to say "people like me dont live in places like this, honky"

I told her to keep looking for the cheese. She might find it where she might niot expect it. She grinned and came into my arms and we kissed. Her lips were soft and sweet and warm, and I liked it and liked her. As I walked her to her car, I asked her for a date, and told her I would call her at her office tomorrow. She smiled and said OK, and she got in her car. Through her open window we kissed again, and I went home with a rock hard erection, totally entralled with this delightful and intelligent lady

 

[Guest]

Onani (Oh-nah-ni)

As I walked her to her car, I asked her for a date, and told her I would call her at her office tomorrow. She smiled and said OK, and she got in her car. Through her open window we kissed again

I don't know why, but I said OK. I mean it just came out of me like the air I breathe and when I kissed him again through my window, I was doubly shocked. I wasn't going to kiss him the first time but there was this attraction to him that was strong.

I didn't mean too but yes I sped off like a bat out of hell and as soon as I rounded that corner and was sure that I was away from ears harm I screamed, "Frank, what have you done to me already?!" He was making me yearn for things that I hadn't yearned for since high school and for him to be white made that dark fantasy come about again.

I drove to a nearby hotel. I must confess I did have a hard time sleeping that night. One, because I was excited about him calling me at work tommorrow and two because I just don't like sleeping in hotel beds.

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Somehow, even with all the tossing and turning I made it to my job, though fifteen minutes late. I smiled at my secretary who was on the phone. She waved and said something like, "Oh wait, here she is now." She covered the mouthpiece to the phone. "Miss Musenda," she said with a whisper, "there is a gentleman on like one who would like to talk to you about a speech you attended last night."

I told her to transfer it to my private line. I blushed, ran into my office, locked the door and took a deep breathe before I picked up the phone and said, "Hello....

 

[catlover]

"Hi Onani. So good to hear your voice. I thought last night was all a dream but here you are in person! Will youi join me for dinner tonight? Yes? How nice. Where can I pick you up? Ok. 7 o'clock OK? Great. I'll look forward to it. See you then Have a nice day"

I hung up the phone and leaned back in my chair and sighed, thinking about her and listening to her voice resounding in my head.

Then I called my favorire restaurant and mnade a reservation, requesting a quite table where we wouldnt hear trhe clatter of dishes or any outsided noise, so I could concentrate oin the melody of her voice, which was the closest thibg to singing I could imagine.

Then I thought how nice it would be to hear it whispering in my ear across a pillow, but I put that thought out of my head. It was dinner between two business acquaintances. Let's see how it progresses.

The day was a total waste of time. She was on my mind all day and i kept hearing her voice inb my ear. I had never had this sort of thinbg happen before. I wondered why it was happernning oiw, and with her. I hoped I would discover the secret

 

[Guest]

Onani

As soon as I hung up the phone, I had that feeling again. No, not a feeling but rather a yearning. There was something about Frank that was making me literally burn for him. I could feel my body temperture constantly rise with every word he said. I could feel that area between my legs constantly getting wet. I picked up the phone and told my secretary to cancel all my meetings and unless it was an emergency or my family, do not reroute any calls to my cell-phone. Then I was out the door.

I went straight home and went upstairs. I went through my little treasure chest and took out a white jellied dildo. I didn't even take the time to take off my clothes before I had one of the best masturbation sessions I had ever had in my life but it still wasn't enough.

This was being rather bold of me but I was determined to sleep with him. Even if that meant he would never call me again in life I was going to sleep with him.

I fell asleep in my own bed, with dreams of him and I doing things that were probably illegal in most countries.

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At 7:00 p.m. I was dressed in my tightest, black halter-top dress that had one helluva low-neckline with a pair of "f*ck me" heels on. You know the type. The ones that make your legs flex and make you walk with a sexy sway that screams, "f*ck me." I even put on perfume but not the type of perfume you could buy at some department store. This was a homemade perfume that my mother made me before I moved to America. A perfume, that in my little village was notorius for hypnotizing me.

I did one last check of myself in the hall mirror when I heard the doorbell ring. Taking a deep breathe, I answered the door and there he was...

 

[catlover]

Frank

When I asked her where I shoukd meet hger for dinner she gave me an address i didnt recognize. I didnt expect her to give me her home address, having just met her last night. I woulkd have to talk to her abouyt that. Meeting a relative stranger, it is so wise to meet in a neutral loication for safety reasons.

She answered the door when I rang her bell, and there she was. She was a real live lovely woman, instead of the dresam i had last night as i fondled my cock fantacizing about her being there next to me in my bed. I asked if she was ready, and she said "Yes, but come in for a glasss of wine"

Shwe trusted me a little too much. She had no idea of the lewd and lashivious thoughts I had about her, but she was just prescious as she handed me a glass of wine and our fingers brushed.

I looked into her eyes and blurted out that I really enjoyed that kiss in the garden last night.

She blushed a pretty color, with the rose blush on her dark face, and with her eyes blinking, said she did too. We clinked glassses and I asked her to tell mer about herself and how she came to america and became a computer guru.

She just smiled and changed the subject. When we finished our wine I led her to my car. Not the one I use in business to go to a presentation, with all my papers and props etc. This was my black 4 door Mercedes, the largest and most expensive Daimler makes

WSe drove to the restaurant where the doormnan opened the door for her. I got out too leaving the motor running, and was handed a recveipt as they parked the car.

Inside we were led to a private alcove. The table had a cured cushioned bench behind it, and i seated her and walked around the table to sit next to her.

As I ordered our drinks, my knee brushed againbst hers and sent as bolt of electricity straight to my crotch. I apologized and she said "no problem", and started tellin g me about herself.

 

[Guest]

Onani

As I ordered our drinks, my knee brushed against hers and sent as bolt of electricity straight to my crotch. I apologized and she said "no problem", and started telling me about herself.

"I was born in Angola and when I was fifteen, my mother and father, wanting what was best for at least one of their fifteen children, sent me to the United States. I was the only girl and they thought I might have a better chance since they heard so many bad stories about what they did to black men.

The only person they knew in America though was a Bulgian missionary named, Ian, who had just lost his wife. They thought this was good because in exchange of him keeping me, I would be able to cook and clean.

I didn't want to go but eventually I did go. I was sixteen but could pass easily for a grown woman. Atlanta weather was just as hot as Angola weather so I wore short shorts and tight, low cut tops while I worked and those cute catholic school uniforms to school. Ian and I eventually begin a daddy-daughter relationship and would proudly say, every time I got an A on my papers, "That's daddy's little girl", and get me a new outfit or take me out to dinner.

And I was happy like that, besides Ian was a computer technician and taught me how to use computers and when I found out how much computers were for Americans, I was proud to have four in my room.
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I stopped. I wasn't going to tell him anymore. Not now, how was I going to explain that I like it when Ian and I had this master-slave relationship that I loved. That I loved it when Ian raped me. How was I going to explain my nasty little fetish about white men dominating me. I thought quick about a new topic.
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Eventually I graduated from high school and went to Boston MIT on a full scholarship. After only my freshmen year, I was asked by Tacety Nuhtz Associates to be a IT intern accepted it and now I am the department head.

I placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed lightly. I sent him that "look". That look that only a woman can send a man when she is horny. "So now, " I asked, "can you tell me a little about you?"

 

[catlover]

Frank

Angola. How interesting. I'd have never thought of Angola, and asked if it was still a Portuguese colony when she left. She seemed surprised that I'd even heard of it. I knew quite a bit, including that it was infested with Cuban soldiers sent by Castro to assist in the overthrow of South Africa, but I didnt tell her that. I was just getting the timing clear in my mind. On second thought of course the Portuguese were gone, and the country was strongly leftist leaning. I wondered about her politics, but wasn't about to get into that. I owed her a response

Well, Onani, you rode here in a fancy car didnt you?

It is mine for my personal use. I hope you will come see my place. You thought their estate last night was impressive, but alongside mine it is a hovel.

"I am 42,and after I graduated with my degree, I entered government service and served in a number of places throughout the world. I loved the travel and the exposure to other countries, but never in my travels have I met anyone who dazzles me the way you do."

My hand was now on her thigh pressed up against mine. I wanted her, and knew she was similarly inclined toward me.

I started to say more, just as our dinner arrived and was served by a black waiter, who looked long and hard at her for being with a white guy and sitting so close.

I thought he was going to dump my plate in my lap, but he was polite and departed, leaving us to continue our conversation

By then I was hungry, and we both started eating, and I changed the subject for a while.

Then I asked her what became of the missionary. Was he still here?

 

[Guest]

Onani

I completely ignored his question and did something that was totally out of character for me. I kissed him. Not one of those butterfly pecks that your see kids do. No, this was one of those deep kisses. The type that allows you to taste your lover in one of those special ways.

I was also the first one to pull back. I started to blush, my conviction didn't last long. "I'm sorry", I told him, "Its just that there is something about you that made me want to kiss you. It was like your body was demanding my body to do something but as to what, I can't figure out. So I just kissed you."

I took a sip of wine and took a deep breathe. A feeling that everyone in the restuarant was looking at me hit me hard. Especially that waiter that brought us our food. If looks could kill, I would all ready be dead.

I looked to Frank, "But to go back to your question. I don't know what happened to Ian. One night, I just left him. I took what I owned and walked out the door. I haven't seen him since but I have heard rumors through out the industry about how he is looking for me."

I took another sip of wine, which was a very bad idea. Wine and I didn't go well together. I had a way of becoming that "other" side of me when I had one too many glasses of wine....

 

[catlover]

Frank

The kiss was too nice to igniore. I kissed her back, and thenb we hurriedly finished our dinner. When the waiter came for our plates and asked about dessert, I told him to just bring our check, which I paid. I knew what I wanted for dessert, and it was sitting here right next to me, but we would enjoy it elsewhere.

The doorman reytrieved our car, and I helped her into her side, getting another nice glimpse down into her cleavage. She grinned at me, and so did the doorman, as I drove away, asking her "your place or mine? why not come see where I live?"

She moved over right next to me, and her hand was on my thigh, when she said "yours"

As we drove she asked about my government service, and I told her I was a naval officer. Actually I was, but it was just a cover for something else I was doing for another agency. I couldnt and didnt tell her about it, at least not yet.

Near the estate where we were last night was my farm. The house had been remodeled and renovated several times. It was originally antebellum and fortunately escaped the ravages of Sherman's march to the sea.

She didnt need to hear all that history, but it dated back to pre-civil war, and of course prior to the emancipation of the slaves.

As we drove in and up to the mansion I thought about those days and here I was with a black woman, with whom I was at least well along toward falling in love.

We parked and I took her arm and led her inside. I think she might have had the same feeling toward the historical origin of the house, as she immediately curtsied and called me "Massuh"

I looked at her and smiled, and pulled her to me and kissed her, and told her she was sleeping with me tonight.

With her eyes looking down at the floor she said "Yes Massuh" and I took her upstairs.

I hoped she would be comfortable here, as I had every intention of moving her into my house- as my wife.

As we entered my huge bedroom, I asked her if she thought she might have found a big cache of cheese.

 

[Guest]

Onani

I looked around his bedroom with awe and admiration. His bedroom could hold everything in my apartment with room to spare.

I asked her if she thought she might have found a big cache of cheese.

I smiled at him and begin to undo the ties of my dress. I let the ties fall over my breast but stopped the dress from falling all the way down by holding it at my waist. On their own accord, my breast begin to feel full and heavy. They felt like to hot balls of muscle compared to the rest of me. I let him get his full of me before I removed the dress completely. I didn't have on any frilly panties or thongs on but, I did have on a lace garter that was holding up my black stockings. I got as close as I could to him, practicly pushing my breast against his chest and kissed him as hard as I possible could. I felt his hands relax on my shoulders but I didn't want his hands their. There were other places where I wanted him to feel. I put his hands lightly over his and brought his hands down around my waist, then around my hips, and over to my beautiful brown body. He squeezed me lightly there and I smiled.

"Yeah," I told him, "I think I found my big cache of cheese."

I pulled away from him and climbed into his bed, crawling to his pillows and relaxing right in the center. The best I could, I presented myself. I opened my legs. I was soaking wet and more than ready for him.

 

[catlover]

Frank

She didnt verbally say "Yrs Massuh, but her body sure did.

After a sensuous strop, she stepped into my arms and led m hands to her ass and i hugged her.\

Then naked she climbed onto my huge custom made bed and spread her legs for me. As I crawled in toward my little cache of cheese, I thought of the first black girl I had fucked. Her name was Sugar and she was perfectly named. Never before or since did I ever find a pussy so sweet

Anticipating the taste of Onani, i looked up at her and smied, and saw a look of lust on her face as she reached down and pulled on my shoulder to get me there faster. I resisted, kissing and lightly licking her inner thighs, teasing her until she pulled me more violently, and I sampled her by swirling my tongue around in her and sucking her clit, as she thrust her hips up at me wanting more.

I stuck my tongue in her as far as I could, as she squirmed until she suddenly cried out and wrapped her legs around my head, and came in my face.

As she calmed down I crawled up some more and buried my face in between her pretty tits, and she pressed them together tight around me.

I detected a wondeful odor and asked her about her perfume. She tols me it was a secret recipe from her mother, guaranteed to make a man horny. I told her to get the recipe, because we could sell it and make a fortune.

Then I kissed each nipple, and then her mouth sharing her taste and scent with her.She reached down snd took my cock and pointed it at he and puled until I was at he entrance Then sudenly without any directin it popped right in, and fully inhderted into that wonderful wet warm place, I stayed still wanting to prolong the feeling, but she started dwaying and squeezing and moving herself to create motion, and I fucked her until I came.

Then I reversed my course sand kissed my ay down to her breastds, and then her nave and tum, and finally licked and sucked my cum out of her as she moaned and sighed and asked me if she could move in with me. That was exactly what I was thinkinbg as I crawled back up and ssed her and said "Yes Massuh"

She told me she wanted to be my slave. In these modern times I knew tha wast very politically crrect, but I promised to lay the ame when we were hoe alone, and ordered her to slide diwn and worship my soft but willing cock

 

[Guest]

Onani

Frank's dick had to be the most beautiful thing in the world. It was thick and veiny, the head almost purple from the blood and cum boiling inside of it.

I licked my lips and I grabbed the base of his cock and started licking around the head. Already I could taste his pre-cum and it wasn't saltly at all. It had this metallic taste that was a little sweet. I started sucking on the head and then slowly a little bit more. The truth was, I didn't know how to suck a man's cock.

I stopped for a moment and Frank looked at me with a bit of lust and anger mingling in his eyes, "I don't know if I can do this I told him."

Frank smiled and told me to get up on the bed with my head dangling off the edges. I did as I was asked and he grabbed me by my hair loosely and going nice and slowly as if he was making love to my throat but eventually, he started pounding into my throat.

I was gagging. Tears were swelling up in my eyes from the head of his dick tickling my throat. But eventually, I relaxed. Eventually my throat turned into liquid and melted around his dick. He moaned and I started to take over. I ran my tongue over the veins. I used my teeth to tickle the head. I could feel him throbbing in my mouth. I could feel him...


"Oh Nani," was all I heard before I felt his cum shoot down my throat. I used the term shoot because his cum came out in bullets. I desperately tried to swallow what I could but most of it landed on my chin.....

 

[catlover]

Frank

I'd had blowjob after blowjob but never one quite like this. She smiled up at me as I lowered my mouth to hers, and kissed and licked up all my mess. With her upside down kssing her was a dream come true, and right there with her naked on my bed, with her mouth stll tasting of my cum, and knowing a black woman only two days, I asked her to marry me and be my wife.

She looked at me and hesitated, and then said she just wanted to be my slave.

I whispered in trembling passion that she could be that too but I loved her so much and wanted her so much I wanted her to marry me.

 

[Guest]

I sat up. I wasn't sure if the blood in my head or the fact that I was just proposed to was making me dizzy. I really wanted to marry Frank and he seemed like the ideal man....

But so did Ian when I married him....when I actually thought about it. I was still married to him. I never got the divorce. I wanted to tell Frank but as soon as I opened my mouth, the words, "I do" slipped out.

 

[catlover]

I thought she was going to just say "Yes Massah", but the I do floored me- we didnt even have a license yet

But I kissed her and we held each otherr. We both knew it would be difficult to explain, but I didnt have a problem with it. If she could stand the heat so could I.

I crawled in bed next to her when she stasrted to talk. She told me about the missionary and revealed that she had actually legally married him, and had never gotten a divorce.

Now THAT was a problem that required a little work.

We just pulled up the covers and enjoyed our marital bed for the first time, talking most of the night telling each other about ourselves, and revealing all our little secrets of our past lives.

I needed to know, and asked her about her relationship with Ian, and why it dissolved.

 

[Guest]

I smiled at Frank and kissed him softly. "Don't worry about that. The only thing you should be worried about is whether I am going to let you get any sleep any time soon."

He gave me a puzzled look and then smiled. "Nani, you are a slave now. You just can't take control like that. You should ask first like a good little slave girl."

I pouted and started kissing on his neck, "Yes Massuh, but I just want to make you happy again...

 

[catlover]

"you make me very happy, sweetheart, but I still need to know about Ian. I made this mistake once before, not insisting that a lover tell me about her past relationship, and it came to hurt me. I dont want anything between us except my cock, and any uncertainty will always lead to doubts. Just please tell me when you are ready. Meanwhile as far as you and I are coincerned we are man and wife, and we'll worry about the legalities later"

I held her and kissed her, with my hands exploring her naked body. I didnt really need to know anything until we reachedd the pooint of a legal marriage, and writing a prenup and making decisions about my estate which was considerable.

I was older thanh she, and to leave that kind of money I had to know just what I was involved with, but I wasnt planning on dieing today or tomorrow either.

I could set her up for life without even scratching the surface of my net worth, so why worry about it?

 

[Guest]

I stayed silent for most of the night. I just couldn't bring back the memories of Ian...not right now. Not when I was with Frank, but I knew deep down inside I was going to have to tell.

I waited until Frank fell asleep before I slipped out of bed and walked around his beautiful and the thought that this would all or at least some percentage of it would be mine just tickled me inside. BUt I was on a mission and as soon as I found what I was looking for, I took a deep breathe and picked it up.

"Hello." I knew Ian voice with stark clarity and that young woman on the floor, covered in cum and scared to even open her eyes because she just knew they would try to shoot thier stuff there came back.

"H..," I cleared my throat, "Hello Ian. This is Onani. I need a divorce."

I heard his laughing, this thick deep laugh that was just as scary over the phone as it was in person, "And why should I do that Onani. Remember, you are an ugly little girl and nobody wants an ugly little girl. You should be happy that you are even with me."

I took a deep breathe, "But I am not with you. I am three hundred miles away from you and I am getting married. You see someone here thinks I am pretty."

"That's only because he wanted to sleep with you Onani."

I was stunned and hurt by those words. The fact that he even said that tore my heart in two. I slammed the phone down and started crying. It took me awhile to wipe my face and get settled but I got back in the bed with Frank. Right then and there I knew I was going to get my divorce even if it meant death...for him of course.

 

[catlover]

Frank

I sensed her getting up, but thought she was just going potty. She was gone a long time, but when she came back I greeted her with open arms. Her face was wet, She had been crying, and I asked what was wriong. Was she upset with me?

"Onani did I do somethi ng to hurt you". I asked

She whimpered and said no, and snuuggled into my arms and buried her face inb my shoulder. Then she told me sha had called Ian on my phone, and asked for a divorce.

Then she told me what he said, that I just wantedc to marry her to get her in bed, and no one would ever think she was pretty.

I hugged her close and told her I loved her and thoiught she was beautiful. I admitted to myself that part of it was the uniqueness of being with an African-American, but I sill thought she was pretty and told her so.

"I'll show youi how pretty you are", as I pushed her over on her back and crawled down and started licking her delicious pussy. After it was nice and wet I crawled up and let my cock seek that warm wet place and I let it insert itself into her, with maybe just a little help from her hand, and I fucked her again, telling her I thought she was beautiful because she was so beautiful to me.

She purred like a kitten and promised to tell me everything, but not just yet.

 

[Guest]

How could I not tell this man what he wanted to know. He was doing things to me that was making me that....that were incredible. He made me feel things that were...incredible. So I started talking, at first I slipped into accent but when I caught myself I tried to sound a bit more, "american"

"Ian is still alive and well. He is even doing better from what I can hear. A few minutes ago, I went downstairs to call him and tell him that I needed a divorce and how I was going to be married soon and he started the same hurtful things he used to say before. I thought I could deal with it, but I couldn't. He still knows how to make me cry."

I wiped a tear from my face, "It wasn't even Ian who got me into liking men and wanting to call him Master, it was Ian's nephew. He was sweet and introduced me to things that I had never felt in my life. Where as Ian would be weaken from a tear, his nephew would held strong and not only that he would be worst than he was before. It was like my tears were making me feel better and it felt good!"

"Ian's nephew died though and when Ian caught wind of our secret relationship, he drugged me one night. Took me to Vegas and we were married. When I found out. I ran away..."

I looked to Frank, "Is that what you wanted to know, love?"

 

[catlover]

"No, lover it wasnt what I wanted to hear, but I want to know all about it. You told me you wanted to be my slave. Were you his slave? Did he make you do things you might not have wanted to do? Did he make you have sex with other men? Did you become addicted to it?"

I was sure the truthful answer would be yes. The way she fell into bed with me afte knowing her such a short while made me think so The past sex didnt really bother me, but I wanted to know. For one reason I wanted to know, I was planning to have a big announcement party and invite all my friends, male and female.

If she was addicted and wanted to pleasure them all that would be on the agenda, but I would never do it just because she said she wanted to be my slave. I would only do it if she wanted to, and would do it to please me, which it would- immensely.

I kissed her and held her. and awaited her answer.

 

[Guest]

I smiled, "He would always make me do things I didn't like, at first. Eventually I was begging him to let me do things over and over again. I would be sore every Sunday morning from the past week of sexual escapades. At first, yes I was scared but then I found out something that made me elevated my soul.

"I was addicted to sex. I needed sex. Sex was like a drug to me and if I didn't get that drug, I would feel dead. .

"But I was still young to sex and Ian's nephew became my master in a sense by showing me what was right and wrong when it came to sex and how to do this and that. When I pleased him he would give me a treat, if I displeased him then punishment was severe yet still enjoyable.

"When he died I became lost and confused.

I looked to Frank and kissed him softly, "I don't like confusion and I want the feeling that you can only recieve by pleasing someone else. So if it pleases you to see me with another woman or a hundred women, then so be it. What pleases you, pleases me. I say this as a wife and as a slave."

 

[catlover]

I wasnt surprised. It was close to what I expected to hear. I had the impresson she was addicted to sex, and she certainly wasnt shy with me, and knew exactly what she was doing.

I told her my plan

"I am going to have a party, to announce our marriage in spirit if not in fact. Then I will take you to the back of the house (here in the bedroom), to change clothes, and lead you out naked on your hands and knees, with a collar on your neck and your leash in my hand. I will announce that you are my slave, and will please me by having sex with any and all who desire her. Then I will invite the men and women to get undressed and take turns servicing you and by doing so, pleasing me. Does that excite you?"

 

[Guest]

My heart fluttered and skipped a beat, the thought of so many people using, abusing, and just doing what they wanted with me. I kissed Frank hard but then pulled back. "Why yes Massuh, of course I would do that. It's been a dream of mine.."

Finally the fact that I hadn't slept in almost a day and a half hit me and I let out a yawn..."Just tell me when and I'll be more than ready.....