X-Archived-At: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: debras@ix.netcom.com (Debra A Sandella) Subject: A Story, Chapter 1/? (M/f, D/s, S&M, cons) STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY: IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, STOP READING NOW. IF YOU ARE SQUICKED BY BDSM, STOP READING NOW. THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS OF SEX, DOMINANCE AND SUBMISSION, S & M, ETC. ALL FLAMES WILL BE DOUSED WITH COLD WATER. COMMENTS ARE WELCOME AND SHOULD BE SENT TO EITHER debras@ix.netcom.com or RareFire@aol.com. IF THERE IS ENOUGH INTEREST, I WILL CONTINUE THE ONGOING SAGA OF SARAH AND JON IN THE FU TURE :) HAPPY READING. A Story, Chapter 1 Sarah ran quickly up the subway stairs, her heels clicking against the cement. She was late, and she hoped that Jon wasn't there already, waiting. That would be trouble for sure, she thought with a grin. Maybe I shouldslow down and be really late. She picked up her pace again as she left the stairs, her short skirt swaying as she walked down the street. She got to the fountain, their regular meeting place, and quickly glanced through the lunch time crowd. He wasn't there yet, so she sat down to wait. No one could tell the excitement behind her calm, composed face. This was going to be the first time they would be doing something like this, Jon indulging her fantasies once again. Sarah sat, legs slightly apart, hands in her lap, gazing off into the distance. When she heard the words "Don't Move" spoken quietly in her ear, it took all of her self control to not turn around. She knew His voice, and trusted him. She felt the coldness of steel encircling her neck, heard a slight click,then He turned her toward Him. He raised her hand to her neck, helping her to feel the word etched into the band He had placed on her throat. Slave. She felt her loins melt at the feel of the band on her neck. "You are mine" he whispered. "Lets go". They walked towards the street, and He leaned her back against a parked car, stroking His hand up her thigh, drawing His fingers up to her smoothly shaved crotch, stroking her lips and clit quickly and expertly removing His hand before anyone passing by had noticed a thing. They went to their favorite restaurant for lunch. After they had ordered the wine, He ordered her to play with herself under the table, to stroke her cunt until it was very wet, and she was about to cum. As she did so, He talked to her about mundane things such as the weather, the stock market and whetherthe Jets would make the playoffs. Of course, that made it all the more difficult for her, and the food had already arrived by the time she was ready. "You may stop now and eat" He told her, but first you need to visit the Ladies room. She started to protest, to tell him she didn't need to, but something in His tone made her stop. She left the table, washed up in the bathroom, and returned. There on the chair was a butt plug, attached to a soft leather strap with a large buckle and lock. "Sit down. In one motion, and do not hesitate." He said. She did so, although rather slowly. But she was proud of her control, that she was able to follow his command without question. "Now strap it around you, lock it and give me the key." "Yes Sir" she replied and did so. Then they ate. When they finished the meal, and arose from the table, she was surprised by how comfortable the plug felt when she walked, a fullness, very arousing to her. She commented on this to Him, and he just grinned and led her away by the arm. They walked a few blocks to a toy store, and entered. Inside, Hespoke to the owner, who was obviously expecting them. They went into the back room, and He told her to undress and stand on the table. Very slowly she unbuttoned her blouse, letting it fall of her shoulders, her eyes never leaving His face. She unbuttoned the wrap skirt and it too fell to the floor. She stood there in her thigh highs, with the plug strapped on. The owner came over and took some measurements, then leftfor a moment. He came back with several dildos, straps, and body harnesses. He fitted her with a harness first, a snug fit, wrapping and lifting her breasts, hugging her closely, straps circling her ass, and separating her cheeks. The same straps were fitted to open her labia, pull them wide to expose her as much as possible, and to put pressure on her clit at the same time. As each strap was tightened, she moaned. Then she was fitted with the dildo and strap, as the owner presented it to Him, and He pushed it in as far as possible, and strapped it in tightly. He helped her down off the table, and helped her dress again. They went into the outer room, where He ordered her to pick out a gag, any kind, for she was to be filled in each hole at all times. She gazed at a black leather gag, made in the fashion of a bit, but with suede for the crosspiece. He picked it up and kissed her, very long and deeply. Then he inserted it into her mouth as she sighed. "Next are the cuffs, which you are to wear at all times, unless I take them off" he told her. He had them in His pocket, wide leather cuffs, lined with silk. He put them around her wrists, then hooked them together behind her back. Thanking the proprietor, they left the store. As she walked down the street at His side, she wondered what the people who saw her were thinking. Then she realized that it didn't matter, she didn't really care. They turned the corner, and were there at the hotel. As they entered the elevator, He ordered her to her knees. He clipped a leash onto her collar, and as the doors opened, led her out into the hallway, and to the room which was halfway down the corridor. He opened the door, and she crawled in, then stopped and sat back in a kneeling position. She knew what was expected of her, they had gone over this so many times. He unclasped the leash and tossed it by her side. She picked it up with her mouth, and placed it on a chair. The bit gag made it difficult, but not impossible. He reached down and drew her up, pulling her against him tightly. He removed the gag and kissed her, thrusting his tongue deeply into her mouth, tasting her very breath, inhaling her as he ran his hands down her back and unclasped her cuffs. "Suck my cock," He told her. She dropped to her knees again, opening His pants and drawing out his hard cock, stroking it as she did so. The tip glistened and she drew it into her mouth, tasting the saltiness of him as He slid down her throat. He moved her back against the bed, laying her down and straddled her face. Once again He told her "You are mine" as He fucked her mouth, slowly and smoothly, deeper, thrusting harder with each movement, until she was gagging and he was coming in her throat as the tears flowed from her eyes, and He whispered "You are mine" once again and leaned over to kiss away her tears. When her tears had stopped, and she was calmed again, He drew her up onto the bed, spreading her arms above her head, and attaching her cuffs to the loops of rope he had previously arranged. He tightened the rope so that her arms were extended outward, with no movement possible. He kissed her, and asked if she were comfortable. "Yes Master," she replied. He ran his hands down her body, fingers flicking her nipples, watching them get harder, stroking her belly, touching her clit with just the very tip of his finger, teasing her. He walked away across the room, and she thought "Where is He going? oh God, please don't leave me like this, I need more." He returned to her with something small and dark in one hand, and leg cuffs in the other. He placed the cuffs on her ankles, then proceeded to attach them to similar ropes at the foot of the bed. He leaned over and kissed her moist shaven lips, then straightened and walked around to the head of the bed again. He sat down next to her, and explained what would happen next. "I am going to blindfold you" He said, "and then I am going to play with your body, explore every inch of it, until I know each detail. Do you remember your safeword?" "Yes Sir" she answered, and He nodded. "Good girl. Remember, if at any time you are in real pain you must use it and I will stop. Don't be afraid, I will never be angry with you for that." Again she answered "yes Sir." He reached over and gently lifted her head, slipping the blindfold securely over her eyes. He kissed her lips, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, running it over her teeth, exploring, feeling, then withdrew. As she lay there wondering what His next action would be, she felt the strap with the dildo being loosened, and then removed from around her waist. The dildo slid slowly out of her cunt, leaving a trail of her juices flowing into the crack of her ass. She felt herself flush, both with excitement and embarrassment, as the evidence of her lust for Him was exposed. Before the dildo was completely out, He pushed it back in, twisting it as he did so, the natural rubber catching on her skin and pulling, a slight bit of pain which quickly faded into pleasure. He did this several times, watching her wince slightly with each thrust of the dildo, observing as each of her pained expressions turned to ones of satisfaction and longing. When she was excited to the point of rocking her hips, rising to meet each thrust, he stopped, withdrew the dildo from her dripping pussy, and turned his attention to her ass, and the plug buried there. Slowly he drew it out with one hand, playing with her clit with the other. Slowly he pushed it back in, letting the juices from her cunt lubricate the plug, forcing it deeply into her ass. He withdrew the plug suddenly, and she moaned with disappointment, and took up the beads he had at his side. Pinching her clit now, roughly, he pushed the beads into her tight asshole one at a time, pausing between each one, stimulating her clit to keep her anticipation strong. With each bead she groaned, and pushed forward her hips to meet the next. When all five had been inserted, he gave a slight tug on the string, not enough to pull one out, but to put pressure on her ass. He got up and walked away, leaving her gasping, on the verge of orgasm. She heard water running and wondered what was to be next. She suddenly felt his hands at her nipples, pinching them between two fingers, pulling and extending them. She moaned with pleasure as he took one, then the other between his lips, his teeth, and sucked and bit her nipples until she felt she would scream. She was barely conscious of the clamps being attached, so smoothly did he make the transition, until he tightened them, tighter than she had ever felt before, the pain burning a hole in her loins, begging for release. "Please Sir, May I cum now?" she asked, in barely a whisper, her voice lost in the throes of her passion. "Not yet my pet" He answered, "you can wait just a bit, can't you?" "Yes Sir, if you desire me to Sir" she gasped. Suddenly she felt a cold burning on the tips of her nipples, so intense that she almost came immediately, but regained her composure, needing the release that only his permission would give her, knowing that it was in the obedience that lay her deepest pleasure. She writhed against the restraints, her body taking on a will of it's own, as she begged for release. "Please Sir, please let me cum, I can't hold back any longer" Sarah begged. "What do you desire sweetness?" He asked her, "Tell me again" "To cum for you Sir, please." "Then you may", he answered, and plunged his fingers into her cunt, swiftly and deeply, fucking her with one hand, while he slowly pulled the beads from her ass, one by one as her mind let go and her body melded against his hands, her hips bucking wildly as she came with the intensity of a flame burning brightly in the dark, her heat consuming her and her consciousness. 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