Hello, this is my first story here, hope you enjoy
---Meeting her Master---
a tale of a young woman meeting the unexpected Master of her dreams.
part 1 --
Marilyn was a student at a local university and had long held her
secret fantasies within herself. Months before she'd discovered a
website where she could play out the life of her dreams a few hours
at a time in the campus computer lab.
She often chose a corner table so others would not see over her
shoulder. Only 20 at first, Marilyn still had the sweet baby face of
a teenager which she sometimes saw as a curse. She dreaded the day
she turned 21 and would be asked for ID and likely chased out of a bar
or liquor store.
It was online that she met Master L. Master L seemed to be such a kind
man, intelligent and well spoken. He informed her that he was older
than she was, but Marilyn saw no reason to let this bother her. Their
online games often left her wet and dying for release in her apartment
afterwards. One day, Master L told her to go to a shop and purchase
toys for her release. Marilyn was embarassed, but motivated by Master
L and did as he suggested. She purchased several things, an 8 inch
vibrator with a realistic shape, a 4 inch anal plug, and a lovely little
device that would suction onto her clit and vibrate at different speeds
with the click of a button.
Using these, she would often picture what she imagined Master L looked
like, dreaming that she was bound by him while he used these things on
Her shame tho was that she was no where near as beautiful as the woman
she used for her avatar in the online chat room. She was short and a
little plump. She wore glasses to read and thought that her hair, while
a lovely shade of reddish brown and naturally wavy, was atrocious.
Master L used only a picture of a mask and wrist shackles.
When he had asked for a real picture, she had been too shy to send him
one and politely said no. He had kindly responded that he understood
and that until he saw the real her, she would not see the real him.
Time passed and Marilyn found that the idea of normal sex just no longer
appealed to her. She could barely get herself off anymore she longed
to be bound for real so much. So when Master L asked to meet her in
person in a private club, Marilyn was scared, but eagerly replied that
Master L was delighted, soon he would see the girl he had been
cultivating for months. He sent her detailed instructions on how to
reach the club and warned her that it was unlike anywhere she'd ever
been before. Master L also instructed her on what to wear. Marilyn
was a little embarassed but secretly thrilled when he instructed her to
dress as a schoolgirl when she came to the club.
"This way I will know you right away and not have to guess."
"But Master L, how will i know you?" Marilyn asked.
"You will know when I tell you what color panties you are wearing." he
replied. "When you arrive, look around the place. Mind your manners,
address everyone as Sir or Ma'am. When you are ready to meet Me, go to
the bar and order a Shirley Temple. Others might order it, but you'll
likely be the only schoolgirl there who orders it that night."
Marilyn agreed and began counting the days until Saturday night when
she would finally meet the Master of her dreams...
Master L, whose real name was Leonard, felt antsy. He was 32 years old
and wondered if this 21 year old student was real at all. He hoped so
and too began counting the days until she would come to the club.
Friday night, he sent her a message to make sure she was going to come.
She replied of course, that she couldn't wait and he felt a sense of
quiet triumph. The sad thing is that he would be working. Leonard
called a co-worker and made arrangements. His fellow bartender, a lovely
older woman named Margaret readily agreed to take up the slack on
Saturday night in order for him to meet and hopefully acquire his first
Saturday afternoon approached and Leonard found himself feeling anxious.
He dressed his best, in dark cargo pants, he did love the pockets for
all the things he might need. A clean white t-shirt that framed his
chest and shoulders well, the awkward bookworm's slight beer belly was
covered with a black bowling style shirt with flames coming up from the
hem and an image of his favorite pin up model Bettie Page on the back
in a leopard print bathing suit. He carefully groomed his mustache
and goatee into shape and shaved every other trace of hair from his face.
He had to wear glasses for his vision was poor without them and the
thin black frames he worried made him look old. Not to mention the few
gray hairs he was starting to get in his goatee and at his temples.
He arrived at the club before it opened and cleared his throat when he
saw Margaret. Margaret beamed from ear to ear when she saw him,
"Oh Leonard, you look so handsome!" she said and gave him a brief hug.
"Margaret,..c'mon. Don't lie." He narrowed his cool icy blue eyes at
her from behind his glasses.
Margaret touched his hair lightly, she stool a cool 5' 11" over his own
5' 8". "You look fine, and I know you Leo. I've seen you with the pets
here, they trust you and admire you. I'm sure this girl will find
herself very lucky."
Leonard rolled his eyes and shook his head, "this is going to be a disaster."
Margaret slapped him and frowned, she was a Domme from the old days
and didn't take such things for answers, "Leo, dammit, if you're going
to chicken out, I will see to it that you are bound in the dungeon next
week and let all the bitchy Dommes take their turns whipping the shit
out of you."
Leonard frowned at her, he knew she meant business. "I won't chicken
Margaret looked down at him and raised an eyebrow, "You've been playing
Dom on that site for 2 years now, and finally hook a fish that's close
enough to you to actually meet. I won't let you blow it."
Leonard managed a smile, true, he'd learned how to Dominate women here
and online. He was trusted here and was often allowed to play with other
Master's pets from time to time. They usually enjoyed his attentions,
surely if this girl was truly ripe and ready, she would too.
"You're right Margaret. I'll be fine. When she comes tho, I want you to
take care of her if you're not busy. Oh and ask her to wear this.." He hands
Margaret a simple blind fold. "Then tell her someone will escort her
to a private room where she will meet Master L."
Margaret tucked the blindfold in her apron and smiled. "As you wish,
Master L. Now let's get ready for the doors to open."
Marilyn dressed in a short plaid school girl style skirt with knee high
white socks and black flat Mary Jane shoes. She styled her hair up into two
thick ponytails, her freshly washed hair began to dry into thick doll
like curls with the help of a smooth in conditioner. She had taken the
time to shave everywhere. And slipped on a pair of lavender panties
that would match the lavender bra she had purchased. A button down
white shirt with a sharp collar wasn't quite thick enough to cover the
color of the undergarment, it made a dark silhouette under the shirt.
She added a prim soft gray sweater to cover up a little more.
She looked at herself in the mirror and for a moment thought how
utterly silly she looked, her soft tummy and too large ass looked horrible
in the outfit, but with a sigh she made herself smile. This was
what he wanted her to wear,..and he'd said once that he disliked skinny
women. Marilyn hoped that her curves would not be too much for him tho.
She hurried to her car in the parking garage, trying not to be seen by
her neighbors in this outfit. She made it to her car and slipped her
glasses on, checking her makeup in the mirror she let out a nervous
sigh and drove to the club with the directions Master L had given her.
She entered the club, as a first timer, the doorman offered her a ribbon
to loop around her wrist.
"It means its your first time here. You can wear it if you like, you
will be welcome here of course, the ribbon will only make it easy to see
at a glance that you are to be treated with care."
Marilyn shook her head, "No thank you Sir. I'm meeting someone tonight.
I don't think I'll need it."
The doorman nodded with a gentle smile and ushered her thru the door, "Have
a pleasant evening little one." he gave her a gentle pat on the ass
that made her blush brightly and smile as she entered the first large room.
Music played at a nice volume, masking conversations going on into a
low mumble. She saw couples, threesomes, groups of people all talking.
She saw women dressed in evening gowns with long gloves, in black leather
pants and bustiers, some in only their underwear and one or two in
nothing at all. There were a couple of other school girls there and she
flushed, what if Master L mistook one of them for her?
A Man approached her as she walked in, he was young, handsome, tall
with rich brown eyes and an easy smile. "Hello there young lady, I'm
Robert, could I buy you a drink?" he offered his hand.
Marilyn shook her head with a blush, "No thank you Sir,..I'm meeting
someone tonight." she didn't shake hands.
Robert took her hand gently and raised it to kiss the back of it.
Marilyn was amazed, she never got attention like this from good looking
men outside. "How do you know it's not me?" he asked with a wink.
She blushed again and laughed softly, "Because I just know, but thank you
Robert, for making me feel welcome."
He nodded and released her hand, "Ah well,..perhaps another time if you
come back eh? Have a nice night, and good luck young lady." he walked
Leonard's breath caught as he sat a drink down on the bar. He saw her
as Robert walked away, a terrible womanizer, of course Robert would
descend like a bird of prey on anyone who looked young and new. Leonard
fought not to frown as a sense of monstrous jealousy overtook him
for a moment,..that was her. It had to be,..the outfit was perfect,
the ponytails, the glasses, the soft curves and pale legs in those
cute as a button knee socks. His girl was here. He glanced at Margaret
and nodded toward her with a little smile. Margaret raised her eyebrows,
the girl might be considered a little plain outside, but here with
such an adorable outfit and that pretty doll curled hair and the rosy
blush on her cheeks even Margaret thought the girl was lovely.
Marilyn made her way thru the room, glancing here and there as she tried
to pick Master L from the crowd. What if he hadn't come at all? She
heard moans and the sound of something smacking flesh from a curtained
room to her left and jumped, bumping into a scantily clad girl wearing
a thick black collar who was carrying a glass of wine. The girl gasped
and made sure not to spill a drop.
"Oh! I'm so sorry." Marilyn turned and steadied the girl. The girl
slowly smiled and nodded.
"it is quite alright Ma'am." she then whispered and leaned in a little,
"you're new to this aren't you?"
Marilyn nodded and the girl continued in a soft voice, "you'll be
fine, everyone here knows that no means no,..until you go in one of those."
She gestured at the many curtained doorways, "then it gets really fun."
the girl in the collar winked and then continued on her way. Marilyn
turned to watch the girl walk, she was so graceful as she delivered the
glass to an older gentleman, getting on her knees when she reached the table.
The older man patted her head gently and stroked her face and spoke quietly
Marilyn was in awe,..that girl was a slave or a pet by the looks of it.
It made Marilyn feel a little more bold and she knew it was time. She
made her way to the bar and found an empty seat near the lady bartender.
the Man at the other end of the bar had been watching her, she'd seen
him like many others there and it made her nervous to feel his eyes
on her like that.
"I'd like a Shirley Temple please." Marilyn asked.
the bartender lady smiled and nodded, "ahh,..I was wondering when you'd
be here. I'm Miss Margaret,..when you're ready, let me know. Master L
is here waiting for you."
Marilyn felt a little thrill and smiled, "thank you Miss Margaret." she
sipped at the drink and made a little face. She looked the crowd over
again, wondering where he was, what he was doing...then she couldn't
stand it anymore and looked to Margaret. "I'm ready.."
Margaret gestured for her to turn around on the stool and looped a blindfold
over her eyes. "Someone will be here in a moment to take you to him."
Leonard saw Margaret put the blindfold on the girl and smiled. A couple
of regulars saw this and grinned as Leonard ducked behind the bar.
Quiet conversation had been going around that Leonard was finally
going to get his own pet tonight and now a girl had come to the bar
and been blindfolded!
Marilyn felt scared again as she waited. Leonard gestured to a friend
with a nod and a wink, feeling more confident as he saw her squirm
on the stool.
"take her to room 10." Leonard whispered and ducked down the hall.
A man's hands gently touched her arms and eased her off the stool,
"Welcome to the club young lady,..you're wanted in room 10. Don't
worry, I'll lead you."
Marilyn nodded, breathless and her mouth had gone dry. "okay Sir."
she said as he lead her down the hall, she heard a door open.
"He's waiting inside." the man at her elbow said. It was the older
gentleman who's pet she had bumped into, but Marilyn didn't know
that, she only smelled his cologne as he ushered her inside and closed
the door behind her.
Marilyn reached up for the blindfold and felt hands on hers.
"Master L?" she asked.
"Of course." Leonard said, his voice had a gravely touch to it
and Marilyn could smell him.
"Then what color panties am I wearing?" she asked blushing.
Such a smart girl, Leonard chuckled, "If you followed my instructions
they are lavender."
Marilyn relaxed and smiled, "I was worried,.."
Leonard pulled her forward and gently sat her in a chair. "Nothing to
be worried about little Mary,..I am going to give you everything you
wanted, but first, will you be My pet and wear a collar to show it?"
Marilyn swallowed hard an nodded, his voice was a little rough, but
so soothing and his hands were gentle. "Yes."
Leonard walked behind the chair and took out the special collar he
had picked for her, she'd said her favorite color was purple so he had
found a sub collar that was sueded on the inside to be soft on her skin
and it was purple dyed leather. "Yes what?" he asked near her ear.
"Yes Master." she replied and felt the soft leather collar come around
her neck, she tensed when she felt it buckled behind her head and
squirmed. "Can I see you now? please? you've seen me.."
Leonard came around and stroked her face gently, "I have, and you are
so beautiful Mary,..tell me your real name and I will take off the
"Marilyn..." she murmured and clasped her hands in her lap. She felt
the blindfold untied and opened her eyes. She was in a dimly lit
room, it was furnished with a soft red sofa, a large black wooden X
frame stood in one corner, to one side was a wide bench with straps
attached to it. flogs, paddles, whips, gags and other assorted
things hung from hooks on the wall. She gasped and shivered at
the sight and then heard the footsteps behind her. She touched the
collar at her neck and whimpered, a little afraid again, then he
came into view.
It was the male bartender, looking up at him from the chair where
she sat, she took him in. He wasn't all that tall, and he had a
rounded belly, a slightly bookish look to him with the glasses and
touch of gray hair here and there. She felt so relieved in a way,
no wonder he had been watching her since she'd come in the door.
Leonard just looked at her and saw her posture relax a little, oh
she was lovely and young, so innocent it made his cock jump just
to look at her and then she smiled at him. A soft shy little smile
that made dimples crease her cheeks and her eyes shine behind the
dark metal framed glasses that perched on her nose.
He stepped forward and took her hands, "come My pet,.." he pulled
her up from the chair and ran his hands over her shoulders, "My name
is Leonard, but you will always call me Master or Sir. do you
She nodded, "Yes Master,..I understand."
Leonard stood back then, "I have taught you many things online pet,
now I want you to show me what you remember. It's just you and I here
now, just like in our own little world on the computer. Take off
the sweater pet and hang it on the chair, then come to me like you've
He walked back and sat on the sofa to watch her. His new pet, shrugged
off her sweater with a slight blush and hung it on the chair, then
dropped to her knees and crawled to him across the floor. She rested
her head against his knee for a moment, then knelt back on her heels
and placed her hands on her knees, tilting her chin up toward him
but lowering her eyes.
Leonard was immediately pleased but noticed a drop of moisture come from
the corner of one of her eyes. The single little tear made him shiver
and growl a little. He watched her shudder at the sound and remembered
how sweet she had seemed online, how bashful and responsive. This
was now real and her heart must be racing.
Marilyn didn't know why she had shed that tear, nervousness,..she had
said she was His before she'd even seen his face. She barely knew him,
what if this had all been a trap and he was not as kind as he'd seemed?
How foolish was she to now be obeying the commands of a stranger?
"You will not use I..or Me anymore. You are a pet and will refer to
yourself as such when you are in my presence. You may walk when you are
out in the club, but in here you will crawl unless I tell you differently.
You will speak only after I speak. If anyone asks to play with you out
there, you will politely direct them to Me. If you do not wish to play
with them, a simple shake of your head will tell
me no. If you wish to obey the request simply raise your eyes and smile
at me and I will know you do not object. Do you understand these things pet?"
Marilyn nodded and replied in a shaky little voice, "Yes Master."
Leonard soothed his fingers thru her thick curls and rumbled, pleased
with her and her posture. She must have been practicing at home alone
all these months. "for now, we will keep our games in here until I
determine you are ready to go outside. give me your hands."
Marilyn lifted her hands and placed them in his lap, it occured to her
that she had never asked how big he was. He had specified she should
buy an 8 inch long vibrator..she wondered and stole a glance up at him.
"I saw that pet,..eyes down." he said sternly and placed black leather
cuffs around each of her wrists. "Now stand and strip your upper body pet."
Marilyn stood and gulped, she removed her shirt and felt a sharp tinge
of embarassment when her soft tummy was exposed. She hung it on the
chair and then removed her bra, her full C cup breasts now were free
and her rosy brown nipples began to harden a little in the cool air
and under his gaze. She was embarassed and yet excited that he was
looking at her like this.
Leonard rose from the couch and approached her. Marilyn wanted
to cover herself, but knew better. She stood with her hands at her sides
and kept her eyes lowered. Leonard's hands felt warm when he
reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushed over her nipples
and she let out a shaky sigh.
"my sweet little pet,..how many times have you dreamed of Me doing this?"
"p-pet has lost count Master." she stammered and squirmed on her feet.
"mmm..I love to hear that. Now come with me." He took her hands and
led her to the side, a hook hung down from the ceiling. "Stand here..and
raise your arms."
Marilyn looked up as she raised her arms and saw the hook, she shivered
again and felt wetness start between her thighs. Leonard looped a chain
over the hook and latched it to the cuffs on her hands, it kept her arms
raised high over her head. He pulled her ponytails thru so he could see them
from the front and stroked her face again. "Are you scared pet?"
"a l-little Master.." she nodded, afraid to look at his face again yet.
"You can look at me now,..I want you to look at me once I speak to you.
I want to see those lovely eyes of yours.."
Marilyn blushed and looked at him, his eyes were such a cold blue color and
yet they twinkled with a warmth, "thank you Master." she said, feeling for
the first time the same thrill in her heart that she'd often experienced
sitting in her chair and reading his words on the screen.
Leonard circled her, as he put on a pair of soft black leather gloves, he
trailed his leather clad fingers over her skin. "now,..you must choose a
safeword. A signal, so that if anything I do makes you feel too uncomfortable
I will know when to stop."
Marilyn nodded and had been expecting this, "Brick."
Leonard smiled, "very good,..and if you are gagged, I would like you to tap,
clap or pat your foot 3 times. Understand?"
Marilyn nodded again, closing her eyes as his hands trailed around her waist
and his fingers found the zipper of her skirt. Her breath caught as he unzipped
her skirt and pushed it down to her ankles. He remained there crouched in front
of her and looked up. "For now, no talking. You may make sounds, but do
not speak unless it is to say your word. I want to give you what it is you desire
Marilyn whimpered a bit and Leonard ran his hands over her legs, a little thick
in the thighs but with beautiful calves. She shifted on her toes and he gave her
a swift slap on the ass. "Don't move."
Marilyn let out a little cry of surprise but grew still. She shivered with
anticipation as he slowly removed her panties and leaned in to brush his face
against her shaved pussy. "oh pet,..you have no idea how much you've pleased me
so far." he murmured and she blushed brightly letting out a tiny moan.
Leonard loved hearing her for the first time and rose to walk to the wall where
lengths of rope were stored in a chest behind the sofa. He admired her posture
hanging there by her hands, her body was clean and unmarked. He had a moment
where he wondered how she would react to his... Then he carried the soft red
rope over and stood before her. "I'm going to bind your breasts pet, that is some
thing we have discussed before."
Marilyn nodded and watched him with her innocent eyes as he began to wind the rope
around her breasts and behind her neck. Each breast was carefully supported by his
hands as he wound the rope around them until they jutted out beautifully. Now this
he could not resist and leaned in to lick at her nipples, bringing a gasp from
his pet. Her breasts would soon grow pink and then a shade of red in this style
of bondage and Leonard couldn't wait to see. Her gasps and little sounds were
so sweet tho, he sucked one nipple into his mouth and rolled his tongue over it.
Delighted at how she squirmed and moaned eagerly. He raised his head and gave
each breast a light slap making them jiggle and his pet squirm.
More of the red rope crossed her stomach and went around her waist. He crouched
again, slipping off her shoes and wrapping another pair of leather cuffs around
her ankles. She whimpered again, and he patted her leg, "shhh,.." Marilyn didn't
know what he was doing and it scared her a little, but she didn't want him to
stop yet, she could feel the warmth between her legs starting to grow.
He lifted her legs then and put them over his shoulders, pulling her pussy toward
his face. She smelled young and clean and ripe, his tongue probed between her bare
lips and she jerked with a surprised sound like a scream bitten in half. Music,
sweet music, Leonard thought as he probed deeper with his tongue, tasting her,
that thrill of power came with knowing that he could do anything he wanted with her
until she spoke the safeword.
Marilyn squirmed and panted for breath as his tongue worked on her pussy, god it
felt so good, she felt helpless bound and hanging like this and it only added to
her pleasure. Never had oral sex felt so good! She moaned softly and quivered
above him. Leonard stopped and eased her legs down again, then stood to watch her
whimper and twist toward him, her eyes, that lovely young body wanted more..from
him and now was the time to see how much.
He removed his outer shirt and circled behind her, stripping to his boxers. His
own body bore the scars of an abusive trainer. A woman who had taken far too
much delight in his pain, she had told him to be a proper Master he had to know
what it was to be a slave. Long ago he had vowed never to do such things to any
pet or slave of his own. Whip marks, small burns, old cuts had all healed to pinkish
white marks on his back, upper arms and chest. Some women found him scary because
of them, now he would see what his pet thought.
Marilyn heard the rustling behind her and wanted to turn to see, but was afraid
to do so. Then he came to stand in front of her again and her eyes went wide at
the sight of him. Those scars,..where had they come from?...would he want to
mark her like that as well? she had never asked and she panted, scared, but kept
her mouth shut.
Leonard saw her reaction and frowned at first, but then realized that she hadn't
spoken a word. No safeword, no revulsion..only panting and a touch of fear in
her eyes. God she was perfect. He reached out and grasped her now pink breasts,
fondling them as he spoke to her. "a little bit of fear is a good thing, pet. it
means you will behave."
Marilyn moaned at his touch, she couldn't help it, her breasts felt tight and
each touch made them feel alive, made them ache. She did not speak, but only watched
him. He ran his hands up her arms and brought the chain down from the hook. He
led her to the sofa and stopped her in front of it. He unfastened the chain from
her wrists but left the slip hooks attached to the cuffs. "You are not built for
armbinders pet,..so this will have to do.." He clicked the cuffs to the rope that
cris-crossed her body behind her back.
She tugged at her wrists a little and turned her head to try to look at him with
a little whimper. "I love it when you whimper pet.." he rumbled next to her ear
and pushed her down gently to her knees in front of the couch, then came to stand
in front of her and sat down caressing her face and parting her lips with his thumbs.
"Let's see how well that mouth of yours can do other things..."
She squirmed and watched as he raised his hips and removed his boxers, a thick
8 inch cock jutted up before her eyes and she gasped out a little moan. She looked
up at him and licked her lips nervously. Leonard put a hand to the back of her head
and pulled her forward, she rose on her knees a bit more and took the head of
his cock in her mouth without a word or sound of protest.
It was just like the one she had bought, almost, except it was warm and throbbed
in her mouth as she wrapped her tongue around the underside and started to suck,
gentle and slow at first, bobbing her head along the length with his hand to
guide her. Leonard groaned with pleasure and after a few minutes started to lift
his hips under her, pushing his cock farther into her mouth. She twisted a little
and murmured a moan around a mouthful of his cock, but there were no taps, no claps
of her hands. He pulled her head down more, guiding her to go faster. She began
to suck harder. Marilyn had never felt such a thrill like this before, she knew
she couldn't get away unless she tapped and didn't want to. So her Master was
not the best looking man she'd ever seen, his touch was gentle and he thought she
Leonard could take no more of this, after months of dreaming of sinking his cock
into a fresh pet's pussy, he growled and pulled her head away from his cock by her
thick ponytails. "enough pet,..Master wants to sink his cock straight into that
pretty bald pussy.." he leaned down and finally kissed her suck swollen lips.
Marilyn moaned and kissed him back hungrily, parting her lips eagerly under his.
Her tight breasts brushed against his legs and she squirmed.
Leonard pulled her lips away from his and stood, pulling her up by her hair and
her shoulder. He was filled with desire and lust for his fresh pet, the way she
only whimpered and moaned, following his instructions not to speak so well. He led
her to the low wide table and helped her up onto it. She knelt there watching him
as he pulled a wedge pillow from under the sofa. He placed it in front of her, then
turned her and laid her back on the table. "good pet,.." he rumbled with a smile
as he hooked her ankles to the table. Her arms still locked behind her back and
the wedge pillow lifting her hips up toward him, Marilyn watched over her tight
swollen breasts as he came to her, she saw with relief that he wore a condom.
Leonard guided the head of his cock to the sweet hot bald pussy waiting for him,
watching her face as he pushed into her with a swift firm stroke. He is rewarded
as her eyes slide shut for a moment, her mouth open in a gasp, then she moans and
opens her eyes again to look up at him. God, she was tight and wet as he could
have wished, holding her hips he started to find a rythmn that soon had her moaning
like an accomplished slave.
Marilyn felt she could die happy, bound and fucked like she'd dreamed and his
cock felt so right and so oh god! Her tight breasts bounced with each stroke
and she began to writhe, panting and moaning for breath..he'd told her to ask
for permission to cum online,..but here would she be allowed to talk? She
whimpered loudly and Leonard growled back. She sounded so gorgeous when she did
that, then he smiled. slowing just a little.
"You have my permission to cum pet,..this time without asking." He said and pulled
almost entirely out of her, then plunged in hard and swift, fucking her harder and
faster until she suddenly screamed, bucking her hips up against him, he could feel
her pussy clench around him as she came. Just a little more,..god she was milking
at him, so tight and the sound of her scream had just revved his heart up to the
point it felt like it would explode. He dug his fingers into her hips and slammed
his cock into her, again, again, again until he burst with a groan, spurting the
condom full of seed.
Marilyn lay there, gasping for breath, sighing, feeling more relaxed than she had
in days. She smiles up at him. Leonard pulls away slowly and down from the table.
He walks around to kiss her again, pulling the pillow from beneath her, he sits her
up without ever breaking the kiss. Marilyn twists and whimpers, kissing him back.
He breaks the kiss and frees her ankles.
Leonard frees her hands and pulls her hands up around his neck and scoops her up off
of the table. "You can speak freely now pet." he said.
"That was even better than I had ever dreamed,..you're wonderful..Master." she
replied with a soft smile.
"So are you my sweet pet." Leonard smiled and set her down on the couch, then
started to remove the red rope bindings. He kissed at her tight swollen breasts
and sucked at each of her nipples again. "Stay right here." he instructed as he
walked to the chest and put the rope away. It had left such perfect markings on
her skin. Marilyn remained there patiently, perfectly still, watching him when he
was in view, she found herself feeling warm and safe here. Sure that her Master
would take care of her.
Some time after they had vanished together, Margaret heard the door open down
the hall. Leonard and his blushing new pet emerged. She was flushed and still
in her stockings, but shoeless. Her skirt and shirt were on again, but her shirt
was unbuttoned. She wore a collar and Margaret beamed. Leonard was dressed to
work at the bar again, tho his shirt was unbuttoned too.
"Congratulations Leonard." she smiled at him.
"Margaret,..this is my pet..Marilyn." Leonard ushered Marilyn up onto a stool
at the bar.
"and congratulations to you too Marilyn,..lucky girl to have our Leonard for a
Master." Margaret said.
Marilyn looked at Leonard and blushed with a big smile, "oh yes,..a very lucky girl