enslaved to desire.

the clock struck  1 am, as a girl stepped out of her house. unnoticed she walked through. and even if she was noticed, eyes would never have left her. a vision, a white transparent shirt that did absolutely nothing to hide her mountanious treasure. and a really mini skirt that rode high, oh so high everytime she strode forward that nothing was left to ayone's imagination

dressed scarce, i walked out to the dark SUV that waited for me. silently i slipped in.
" i say, well...u wont really dissappoint Him." except for that Jeannie spoke nothing to me as she drove far. although i thought i saw her trying hard to keep her eyes on the road instead of one my treasures.

in an hour the car reached where it was destined. Jeannie stepped out lead the way to the huge mansion, while i silently followed her right in through the huge oak doors.

     the flames of the fireplace licked the air. and there like a shadow He stood.

" Greetings Master", i spoke these words, with a new vigour.


*** it hadnt been long since i had submitted myself to this. i was no slave thrown for an auction.  i was a slave who knew what self respect, what ego are. i had  myself surrendered nto this bond. both He and i knew that i could slip out of this bond if i wished. both knew thati served in no fear of punishments. and perhaps that was what distinguished me. i had come to him for complete submission. a place where i could let myself be dominated. a place where i could flame myself.

" yes, Sheila, my petite slave, welcome...welcome HOME", and he with a wave of hishand sent off Jeannie.

the clock had struck.

"kneel in front of Me, Slave and beg for It" he spoke with the words of command.

kneeling onto my nimble feet, i bowed my head, "Master,  please let me have your majestic tool, so that i may realise o my thirst. flood my throats with the streams of ur might, of ur power."

" Very Well then". he spurted.

i knew the procedure. i began.

unzipping Him, i watched in joy as his mighty, yet not so hard cock  fell out.  slowly i let my ongue feel the fleshy head. then i began kissing it..hmmm....slowly filling the cock in my mouth, as my tongue stroked it graceful, letting sensation be carried throughout His body. whilst i did so, my fingers played with amazing balls, stroking them...playing them..i felt him grow strong.....

exchanging my positions, i let my mouth have the pleasure of the balls..hmm...those amazing bouncing balls that filled my mouth as i sucked them..feeling a new ecstacy...my fingers began to stroke his hard cock....i sucked the balls better....jerking his hard cock...feeling the smell of pre-cum....i knew i was getting..

"well slave, get ready...but remember that u must not haste." He spoke with a certain coldness, though i knew within He was excited.

i gazed into His majestic eyes, my mouth wide open as he shot right into me...the stream flooded my mouth...i went for The cock...sucking it...raving it with pleasure..filling my mouth with every drop of the white magic....my mouth was completely filled...my mouth began to ache..but i dared not swallow it...i began to feel the gracious taste of it..the taste itself driving my dear treasure wet....it seemed like ages..but i dont think i minded...i enjoyed the taste...i couldnt imagine when i had been served a better drink..

"now u may" He bellowed.

i swished the whole stream in my mouth thrice before i drank all of it...it burnt down my throat..making me feel new heights of ecstacy...

"undress urself my dear Sheila", he said.

i waited not for a second as i undid my shirt...not very fast...making every move show some sexiness...as i slipped off my shirt my mountanios treasures bounced out...firm and round...my perky nipples steady for attention...and it took me no time to slip off my very short skirt, so that my own slow brook would be seen from my secret cave...doing so i slipped on the dog collar which bore my name....

"that was well done. i am happy with u. now lets make way for further things. lay urself"  

silently  i lay my body on a cold stone slab. it was purposely made so cold. and effect was fine. shivers ran through my spine making me grow wetter, my peaks erect.

He stooped over and ran His hand over my moutntains...his tongue gently stroked my peaks...teasing me....not like any horny rascal...but with a skill...a skill that made its effect instantly...He had just started but it was more than what i could bare...he pinched my   right nipple with his lips as his tongue pressed my nipple down..but my other breast was fed with his fingers..that twicked my left nipple...sending waves from both breasts...
but other  hand was rubbing my thigh..not my treasure..just my thigh...i was driven crazy...i moaned...i shrieked...scream...for i knew that my Master luved them...and anyway i couldnt have stopped myself...his fingers touched my clit..and i knew i knew heaven...

i shouted..."Master"...but that was enough to let my Master know that i was ready..ready to serve him...but he continued the same treatment...until i blasted...flooded...contracted...orgasmed...flooding the gates of my cave..making his fingers feel my blasts....but that did not make him caese...he continued..if only faster...i restrained  myself for long...become i cried out again.."Master..Master..ready..ready.." panting..

this time he went down..kissing down my stomach...till he reached my cave...cleared of all dark grasses....without removed the three finers that were in me...he flicked in his tongue..but it wasnt all gentle now...He forced...i cummed....but still he did not cease..tears rolled down my cheeks...the pleasure i recieved was gr8...i cummed again..and again...these multiple orgasms drove me blind...my body rose and fell...i moaned....yelled..
slowly..after ages He moved his face...my body relaxed..the feeling that then came over was amazing...i looked at my Master in admiration./..he was wonderful.....i envied Jeannie so much...but i was fool to realise that it was all over....he surely had more plans...but  the more i lay on this stone platform...the more i felt excited....

i had never been dominaed before...it was who was usually in charge...i knew my surge hadnt died yet...i know He knew that too...thats why he left me to lie there....and that was when i experienced the true joy of being dominated....seeing him play Jeannie...feeling myself grow mad with horniness yet not allowed to touch myself by myself...this was the true feeling of domination..