My Personal Slave

Once it was clear that Curtis had finished his business I ordered him over to his own bed. I then turned my attentions to the stubborn and angry Michael. I smiled to him and said, "You may use the toilet now. Be quick about it and do not test me. I will beat you again if need be." He paused as usual and I stood with anger in my eyes as I visually threatened to press the button to shock him.

Michael did not know it but I wanted to feel him inside of me again. I had never been fucked with such anger. I wondered to myself, "Do I have submissive desires too?" Although I pretended it made no difference to me, I did not like harming him. I wanted to hold him close and touch him with the tenderness that I so desired to show him. But, this tenderness could only be used on an obedient slave.

I planned to make sweet love to Curtis and shower him with tenderness. And better yet, I would force Michael to witness it while being fucked by one of my many fucking machines. I wanted him to see how well he could be treated if he would only be obedient.

Curtis was proving to be a much better slave than I could have ever imagined. I even considered ending the use of the electric collar on him. There seemed to be no reason. It was clear that he would do anything I asked him with no hesitation. This was gong to be a good day for him.
 
Curtis

ooc: Michael, thanks for the welcome! Glad to be a part. I hope you both can check out my pics thread.. have some B/D pics of me there!

ic: Watching Slave 1 and Mistress banter was making me nervous.. I wanted to taste her again, and feel my cock in her and enjoy the passion of her strength and control and would do just about anything to serve her. I had never been controlled by this and continued to feel more and more submissive.. Looking across the room I saw a variety of devices that appeared to be fucking devices... As I never experienced this kind of sex before, I was increasing becoming mezmerized by the entire process of being taken completely by a woman. At first I was so afraid and apprehensive, and while I dont seem to have much choice right now anyhow, the entire experience of being this womans slut, slave and submissive sexual pleasure toy is becomeing more erotic all the time. I am starting to realize I may never leave this place and if I am going to be her slave, I best get used to it and if I can try to enjoy it. Thinking about this, I find my cock hardening even more.. straining against the cock ring.. realizing I need to feel release, but now fully realizing that Mistress now totally controls when and I how I orgasm..when she wants me to...
Mistress, I edited my last post per your stern offline clarifications.. Thank you. I wont error again.
 
OOC: So, it loks like my other slave is unable to post for some reason. I hope all is well with him. Well, Sun Tan Guy, I will get the rping back on us. But, I am leaving it so that he can paop back in when he is able.

IC:
Micahel finally followed my orders. Then I had him get back on the bed and shackled him down with his back against the matress. I had decided to just leave him be for the day. I looked to my willing slave Curtis and smiled. I said to him, "Open that closet door behind you. You will see leather crotchless pants and a leather vest. I wish you to put the items on. You will then go with me into the main house. You will help me prepare breakfast."

I smiled to the obedient slave and felt wonderful about him. He was a perfect slave. I hoped he would be around for a very long time.....
 
Curtis

Looking back at Mistress and hearing her tell me I could get something on was a wonderful change.. I wasnt getting embarrased, rather getting very used to being naked all the time, so the chance to put on something, was a bit of a surprise.. Then, when I opened the closet and saw CROTCHLESS Leather pants, and the leather vest.. I had never worn anything like this and at first was very embarrased, but as I put the pants on and pulled them up, they fit perfectly, a bit short, but fit soo soo tight, and realizing that my ass cheeks were showing, I started to instantly get a erection.. Putting on the vest, made me feel a little odd, but it felt nice and the smell of the leather was intoxicating.. As I looked over at Mistress, and good see a sheepish grin of lust on her face.. It made my erection even harder to hide.. I followed her instructions and proceeded outside to the main house.. Catching the open air on my ass cheeks again was embarrasing at first, but then it felt so erotic.. I couldnt believe how aroused all of this was making me, and as time went on, I began to forget about my real world as I continued to become more and more Mistresses Slave.. something I was begining to enjoy, and realize that all I wanted to do was to please her... and take what ever she gives back at me.....
 
I approved of how my leather clad slave looked. He had earned the privledge of some clothing. And he also earned the reward of leaving the dungeon with me. I urged Curtis to walk up the stairs in front of me. When I reached the top I shouted over my shoulder, "See Michael. I treat good slaves very well."

I then closed the doors and pad locked them. I pointed to the front porch of the house and Curtis hurried over. Once on the porch I said, "Open the door. Go through the living room and follow the hall. At the end of the hall is the kitchen. The door swings. Swing it open and walk inside. Then, find a chair to sit in."

I followed him and slapped him on his ass. I chuckled and said, "Nice ass, Slave Number 2."
 
Curtis

I was feeling almost bratty realizing Slave 1 was being left. Then I realized that She really meant business.. as he was being left down there.. It was scaring me a bit, but I couldnt worry about him.. I needed to protect my self at this point.. The slap hurt a bit, but also felt a bit erotic......as I could feel it all the way to my balls and cock... As I got into the house, I grabbed a chair as she instructed and sat down.. I was feeling really odd with my open ass cheeks on the chair.. but it was also such a turn on.. I peered around to see what Mistress was up to......
 
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I turned to Curtis as I leaned on the kitchen counter. I said with a smile, "So, slave. Do you know how to cook?" I wanted a slave to do the cooking. If he did not know how to cook I would teach him the basic things to cook. Before he could answer I said, "Pull your chair out. I need to see your cock."
 
Since we didnt speak about much, Mistress had no idea that I was a Gourmet Cook. In my house we had a maid and a cook, so I didnt cook much at all..

I quickly responded, Yes Mistress, I can cook some..

I stood up as she requested pushing the chair away... I started to get nervous and embarrased again.. Doesnt she ever give up.... But I didnt want to upset her.. so.I asked Mistress, how would you like me to display my cock for you?
 
"Good you can cook some. As for your cock, just being out in the open is enough for now. Your cock is rather large. It gives me much pleasure to see it errect. Now, get your juicy ass up and cook me some scrambled eggs and bacon. I'll tell you now, don't ever expect any kind of pork in the house. I am alergic to pork. Now, you will find the food in the refirgerator and oil in the cabinet above the stove. I expect a glass of ice tea afterwards too. The glasses can be found in the cabinet next to the refirgerator. If you try anything funny I will make you pay dearly. I have gifted you with the honor of cooking me breakfast. Do not screw it up."
 
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Curtis

As Mistress barked her instructions at me, I started to think about Slave 1 locked in the barn and started to get a bit nervous. Rummaging through the kitchen, I realized I had access to her knives.. if I was ever going to get out of this, this could be my chance... But then, I realized the fresh air on my open cock was teasing me beyond imagination... This whole submission thing was turning me on.... so what do I do.. Then I felt her come up behind me and reach around me and grab my cock.. and stroke it a few times.. wheew.... No brainer.. lets get the Mistress fed for now... and if I play it right, and I need to leave, I might go for the knives.... hmmmmmmm..

I immediately cooked up half slab of smoked bacon I found in the fridge, nice and crisp... Scrambled eggs were a specialty of mine.. got out some milk and cracked five eggs.. I was hoping she would allow me to eat, so I would cook plenty.. I took a second pan, melted a little bit of REAL butter instead of the oil, and added some of the bacon grease... and quickly cooked the eggs... I personally hate mine well done, so they were fluffy and slightly runny.. I added some pepper, chives, and a tad of garlic salt..... They came out perfect.. I toasted some bread, lightly spread it with margerine, found some jelly, and laid it all out for her.. the whole time I could see her watching me and just her eyes on me kept me hard....

I then quickly mixed up some instant ice tea.. and brought it with ice cubes in it to her...

As I approached her, I set the food down, brought her a plate and silverware, a napkin, and then proceeded to stand next to her awaiting her comments and or isntructions.. The whole time, I found the air on my cock maintaining an incredible erection....
 
I smiled to him, "It all looks and smells very good, slave. It better taste just as good. Now, get under the table on your hands and knees. You are going to eat my pussy as I eat breakfast." I stood up and slid my pants off. I sat back down and began to eat....
 
Slave 2

Watching Mistress eat I could tell she was really enjoying the food, but I was getting hungry by the second...

Watching Mistress stand up and pull off her pants I wasnt sure what she was going to do, but the look of her sweet trimmed pussy got me very stimulated.. She sat down and when she told me to get under the table and service her pussy, I was at first sad that I wasnt going to eat food, but the thought of eating pussy instead was intoxicating.. I quickly got under the table, and gently spread her legs and then put on hand on each leg, spreading her wider and then sligthly spreading her pussy lips so I had an open shot at her clit.. Her clit was very large and puffy today.. i could tell she was incredibly turned on which aroused me as well.. While I wanted to stroke my own cock, I suspected I had better not unless told to... I opened my mouth wide and sucked slowly her entire clit into my mouth.. I could hear her moan loadly as she was eating, and saw her whole body tilt back in her chair.. She squeezed her legs together so my head couldnt move.. I flicked her clit with my tonque then without warning slid my tonque up deep into her pussy as far as it could go.. she screamed out in pleasure, grabbed my head and pulled me tightly against her pussy... The taste was marvelous and and the sensation of being forced to do this had my cock rock hard...
 
I by some miracle managed to eat all of the food that was cooked very well while being serviced by my very obedient slave. After I finsihed eating I allowed myself to cum. My legs held him close while forcing him to swallow it all. When I finished I pushed him away with one hand and said, "Very good. Very good indeed."

I sighed and said, "Come out from under there. Make yourself some food now. Your mistress always eats first. The good slaves and lastly, bad slaves. Cook enough food for you and the other slave. His food will be served after you eat. I don't care if his food gets cold. He derves no better. After you finish with cooking the food, sit here at the table and eat it." I rewarded him further by flashing a smile to him.
 
Slave 2

I prepared exactly the same meal for myself and the other slave... watching Mistress i seemed to never loose an erection...while I am still a bit afraid, I think I am voluntarily accepting being her slave... I sat down and ate watching her gaze at me.....the looks seemed to go right through me making me even more aroused...wondering what will she do next.. My biggest frustration right now was my need to orgasm.. I was beginning to realize that the longer I waited for sexual pleasure the more submissive I was becomming to her... realizing she was taking control over me through my orgasms and my cock, which all were rapidly becoming really her property... I was never a guy that enjoyed waiting for an orgasm, but her teasing was forcing me into orgasmic submission too..
 
When he finished eating I leaned over and stroked his very errect cock a few times. I pulled my hand away and said, "You seem to enjoy being a slave. I am getting the feeling that you are voluntarily submitting to me. Your true nature has arisen. You are a man slut. And you are naturally a submissive. Get up. Wash the dishes up and take the food to the bad slave. You will sit the food on a tray with a glass of water between his legs on the bed." I really liked this slave. For never having been trained he was doing very well.

It had been a long time since I had a slave worthy of being taken to a Sex Slave party. I had the feeling that this slave would be perfect and would even love it himself. I decided to train him a bit and then set up my own Sex Slave party.
 
Feeling Mistress stroke my cock was heaven.. when she asked me if I was enjoying being her slave, I was in so much passion and lust I couldnt say much of anything..and responded..umm uh huh....yes Mistress..I am becomeing your slut.. yes..I am enjoying voluntarily submmiting myself to you..I am your Man Slut Mistress...I am yours..

Even though I wasnt sure, I really was enjoying it and the look in her eye said she had other plans.. I took the food to Slave 1 and returned to the kitchen for further orders..

It seemed every time I walked into her pressence my cock became hard, twitching and precum flowing...While I wanted to stroke and cum so bad, I fought it anticipating I couldnt unless she permited it... I really wanted a BJ or a fuck in the worst way.., but needed to cum more than anything....but knew she controlled that part of me now... as i was Her Slut...now..
 
I led him out of the house to the dungeon. As we walked down the stairs I said, "I have to release his hand so he can eat." After I unshackled his hands I turned to face Curtis, "The beds have wheels. Bring you bed over here next to his bed. But, not close enough for him to touch us. We are going to fuck while he looks on."
 
Every time she takes me outside, the fresh air on my ass cheeks and my cock brings another erection.. I cant believe how I seem to constantly have an erection around this woman.... It is intoxicating, and needless to say, I am not minding at all.. Its becomeing very clear, that as long as I follow her orders, I will get rewards....and they have been enjoyable so far....

As we head down into the dungeon basement, bringing food to Slave 1 seemed to make him happy.. Although I dont think he was aroused anymore, I think he was gettin more pissed than anything... When Mistress told me to move the bed so we would fuck in front of him.. My cock got even harder.. finally I would get to feel my hardness in this powerful womans pussy... Initially the idea of fucking infront of Slave 1 bothered me, but the more we played, the more of an exhibitionist I was becoming, let alone her slave.... I had to avoid not stroking my cock as the need and desire for another orgasm was rapidly approaching...
 
When the bed was brought over I told Curtis to lay on his back on the bed. I then turned to retrieve a strap on dildo and lubrication. I took off my shorts and fastened the strap-on on. I turned aaround with a grin. I was going to enjoy fucking his ass. I always loved fucking men in their asses. It always made me feel so in control. I stroked it while looking to Curtis as if it were a real cock. It did look very real, though. It was made of material known as Cyber Skin. This skin made the cock look and feel very real. The color was caucasian, the length was 7 inches and the width was 2 inches. I loved this strap-on. It was perfect for leaving a gaping ass hole. Looking at my handy work when I am finished is very exciting....

I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself on my knees between his legs. I then ordered Curtis to lift his knees with his hands and bring them as close to his chest as he could. As I waited for this to be done I lubricated the dildo and said, "I can't wait to fuck your ass. But, you better not cum until I say you can."
 
As I pulled my legs to my chest.. I couldnt believe the feelings going through me.. Looking at her cock had made my cock rock hard.... I was actually wanting her to fuck me!!!!!!! I was still afraid that it would be difficult to take so i was fighting to loosen my anus...I wanted to feel her so badly...

As I looked up at her, she had an inquisical eroticism to her.. I couldnt explain it, but it was intoxicating.. She started to slowly slide her cock in me.. very slowly.... I tried to spread even more so she could easily get inside me and so it wouldnt hurt.. when she had about what felt like half of the cock in me, she stopped.. she looked at me.. ..I wanted to stroke my own cock watching, but I needed to hold my legs up.. I looked down and the image was breathtaking..I was enjoying this more than I thought..was I not only becoming her slave but her slut?? then I wanted to feel motion..so i started to rock onto her.. slowly I moved back and forth.. ever so lightly did the cock get deeper in me and then out..in and out.. just a little..but it was so soo erotic... I wasnt sure if I could take it all, but i didnt need to at this point..watching her was making me more aroused.. I started to push towards her a bit more..I was wanting all of it in me...!!! But I wanted to see her orgasm too.. ... then I started to push more..I wanted to give her a erotic image of me..so I started to moan in passion..just like my GF.. I started to whisper...Fuck me Mistress..fuck me like the slut I am... I am yours.. take me.. give me your cock Mistress......

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i was working this club when the cops busted us...it was one of the usual Friday night clear outs but this time no one had warned us and it came as a surpise...led out in groups of five, hands cuffed and no time to change..wearing a diamante thong and a see through negligee just about to do my set in the candelight bar....along with the other girls and shoved into the wagon with the cops fingering us lasciviously as they enjoyed their flesh clutch and dirty patter "Mind where you put that night stick Seamus, you might lose it on Martha!"
so i am Agathe, Moroccan mother (and a French father so i am told), tiny 5'5" 118 pounds, dark haired and a hint of North African blood to add husky color to my skin; ok i am no beauty but my mother taught me to dance and men like the swing of my lithe body and thr curve of my hips "neat tits and the roundest ass out of Africa" they billed me at the club but my tits were too small for me to make the big time and i never had the money or the nerve to make them bigger.
we stood in rows at the precinct and gave our names to the duty seargeant although he knew us all too well to need to ask. Then we were herded into a cell to shriek blue murder and make the best deals we could to get out. Two of the girls, the real blonde ones got a strike with a couple of team leaders and left early to pay their dues..but i didnt fancy that way out and normally the club boss came down and bailed us in an hour or so but tonight no one came and we got a bit scared and shouted and suddenly things seemed to go nasty and this big dude came in wearing a tuxedo and smoking a really huge cigar. He looked us over as if he owned us and by the wad of money he handed to the cops with him perhaps he did. He pointed to two tall girls and said put them in the van and shouting and spitting they left. He picked out a couple more and said something inaudible and they wer dragged out but God knows where and i began to shiver when he looked at me. The cops said i was the dancer bu that didnt seem to interest him in ther least and he was about to go when he suddenly turned and said..hey take her round to that woman, Mistress Athena,who trained those lovely girls at the Kama Sutra Club..the van is marked up as "The Captor" and cuff her to the floor it'll make a nice little unexpected gift
and so it was i was taken out into the very chill night, cuffed wth my hands behind my back, clad only in my tiny sparkly thong and a see thru nightie and delivered like groceries to this unknown woman. The cops left me on the doorstep of this dark house with a label round my neck saying "For your personal pleasure. A little token of my appreciation " and i was so cold and frightened
and i started to cry and felt so weak and pathetic....had the buggers even rung the bell i wondered.
 
I enjoyed fucking Curtis. He was indeed by far the best slave I ever had. When I finally stuffed him to the hilt I looked down at him and smiled. His words pleased me more than he could have known. I pushed his hand away and stroked his cock with my right hand. I said to him, "You are a very good slave. I am well pleased with you." I then pulled the dildo all the way out excep for the very tip of it. I then slammed it back in only to slowly pull it out again. I did this over and over while I stroked his cock.

His cock was rock hard and throbbing. It strained against my hand begging to cum. I laughed softly, "You may cum now, slave. Stroke yourself with your won hand now." With that command I pulled my hand away and fucked his ass with fury. I knew he would not be able to hold out much longer.

As he was just about to cum I heard what sounded like a vehicle driving off. I looked down to him, "Now or never, Slave. You have to the count of ten to cum." I began counting while I continued to pound in and out of him. 1....
 
When Mistress started to stroke my cock, the feeling was like heaven.. Even though I was so near to orgasm, the size of her cock in me stretched my muscles and seemed to enhance my ability to control not cumming..I didnt want to cum until she told me to... so while her hand felt wonderful, I was able to lie back watch and enjoy.. The teasing she did of pulling out slowly and holding the tip right at the entrance was driving me crazy with lust.. I couldnt believe how much it was arousing me... I lay there gazing at this scene holding my legs to my chest and enjoyed her taking me.... Then to hear her telling me I was a good slave was making me more lustfull.. I was truly becoming her slut and slave... She was transforming me and I was loving it...

When she pulled her hand away and told me to pump my cock for her, at first I was dissapointed..I wanted her to control me, her hand was expert and it felt so good.. So slowly I started to pump.. I wanted the pleasure to last, but then she surprised me and started to really fuck me fast and hard.... At first it nearly hurt, but then I realized my ass or I feel I should call it my pussy now, was opening up for her.. and accepting her....

I moaned at her.. please Mistress keep fucking your sluts pussy.. thank you Mistress.. thank you fucking my pussy.. Saying that to her was really turning me on more.... and I felt I was nearly about to cumm.. and then I heard a car sound of a vehicle moving away.. She looked startled and so did I . I was so near cumming that I couldnt stop.. She then surprised me by telling me to cum by the the count of ten.. The startle of the car really caught me off guard, and while I needed to cum, her reaction and mine was affecting my concentration.. she kept pumping, and I kept stroking. by the count of 5 I wasnt sure I could cum.. I stoked faster and took my other hand and massaged my balls... to enhance the pleasure. by the count of 8 it was really building up.. I thought I was about to cum..she hit 9 and I still hadnt cum.. and then ... she hit 10..
 
I could tell he was distracted and found it hard to cum. When I reached 10 he had still not cum. If he were a bad slave, I would have beaten him for this. But, he was a good slave and truly was trying to do as I asked. So, I took some mercy on him and pulled the dildo out. I then leaned over and sucked on his thick cock for a few moments. It responded quickly and began to throb. I smiled to him and said, "I will give you one more chance. But only because you are such a good slave. If you fail this time you will just be left with a set of blue balls. I will stroke you but when I get to 8 you'd better cum. You only have 8 seconds this time." I began to stroke him furiously and counted with each stroke. 1.... 2....

I needed to go outside to investigate but wanted him to cum first. I was beginning to get annoyed although I understood why he was having a problem. But, I offered him a repreve. If he couldn't cum this time, he would be SOL (Shit Out of Luck).
 
I thought for sure that Mistress would punish me for not cumming, but she didnt.. That was making me more comfortable than she could ever know... When she leaned forward to suck on my cock, it was like heaven... I thought I would cum instantly in her mouth, but fought it as I wasnt permited to do that... Her hands felt silky soft and when she switched to stroking and the wetness still on my shaft felt oooo so wonderful..I started moaning loudly and by the count of three I was screaming in ecstacy.. my orgasm was tremendous...it was incredibly powerful, I was bucking up to her strokes.. my cum was shooting hot streams up my stomach, up my chest and one reached my neck... Omg.. it felt wonderful.. She kept counting as I kept shooting cum.. all the way to 24!!

I couldnt hardly talk or breath... it was great..
 
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