My Personal Slave

As I prepared the meal, I was becoming even more aroused.. The naked part was a real turn on..

When she spoke to me, I sometimes felt like I would melt..

I told her, " I do like my new lifestyle, I love you Mistress, and I would never let them go, and I wouldnt even play with them.., I know you will treat me fairly and sometimes reward me, your rewards are cherished.." I sensed she would find me and kill me if I did.. I wanted to be her number one, and to be treated well, so I wouldnt disobey her. As I stood there and she rubbed my ass and kissed my back, I felt totaly hers..and loved every moment of it..
 
When the food was finsihed I handed him the key to the double doors and kissed his cheek. I looked into his eyes lovingly, "Here is your first test. This key opens the doors. Unlock the doors. Go down the stairs and release only the hands of the slaves from the shackles. The shackles are held together by a pin. So, you will only need to slide the pins out. No keys needed. Give both of them their food. You will only say to them, Our Mistress is kind. You should both be good to her and she will be good to you. Regardles of what they say or ask in return you will say no more. Once all of this is done you will come back up the stairs, through the metal doors and then lock them behind you. You will then come back into the house and eat dinner at the table with me."

I put my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his. I gave him a soft kiss and then pulled away, "Go now, Curtis."
 
Curtis

Her sensuous kiss was electric..I enjoyed it and she could tell..

In my mind I knew that the slaves were getting restless, but Mistress is very strong, and I feared for my life if I didnt follow her instructions explcitly.. I took the food down to them, naked as ususual, unhooked both of their wrists so they could eat..

both began to taunt me and beg me to unhook them so they could run..I wouldnt let that happen...I was worried she had microphones or cameras hidden so I resisted their pleads and teasing.... They both offered to give me hand jobs or blow jobs if I let them go...I was rock hard listening to them and they knew it but I loved my Mistress and I wouldnt disobey her..I responded to them Our Mistress is kind. You should both be good to her and she will be good to you.

I must have said that only to them 10 times... the slut seemed to get the message as she ate and quited down.. the male slave wouldnt give up..and I tried to ignore him.. after they ate, I hoooked both of their wrists back, locked the doors and headed up the stairs to eat with Mistress... as the slave I am..

When i walked intot he kitchen my hard on had subsided..and I waited for her to permit me to sit ..
 
I had watched him through the hidden cameras and listened through my headset. The monitors and speakers were hidden away in the back of my closet. He did as I instructed and I was well pleased. Little did he or the others know I had a dart gun ready for those who chose to flee. The darts were filled with a sleep drug. It would take only a few seconds to drop someone. And I was an excellent shot.

When I saw him start back up the stairs I smiled and closed my closet door. I then went into the kitchen and sat waiting for him. When he strolled into the room I could tell he was waiting permission to sit. I motioned over to the stove with my head, "Prepare our food and set it out in the table. Then, put a few cubes of ice into two glasses and fill them with tea and then set them out with the food. After you have done all this, you may sit and begin eating."

I had plans for Curtis that I thought he would like. A nice bath, an oil rub down and yes, SEX. I loved anal sex so I was going to really surprise him with the priviledge of fucking his Mistress' ass. This slave was wonderful so, I decided to treat him thusly. I am sure he learned how I can turn on him if he displeased me. I was sure I would have no further problems from him. But, I wondered how it would effect him to be so pampered and pleased. Then, the next day used as a rag doll by men and women.
 
anger

*michael lay in the dark, his body felt the cold whip it sudenly, so curtis was a bitch, he was treated with the utmost care and pleasure, and what had michael to show for his dogged persistance to violance and hatred*

*michael knew his potential here, and michael wanted revenge, on the cruel bitch who had all this happening, and revenge on the traitor curtis, whose own ressistance crumbled quicker than anything*

*well michael thought to himself, he was young, the mistress had expressed desire and satisfaction at his tonned body, and he was sure he would triumph if he put upon his charms, not natural but good enough, he could make her desire him, and eventually one day... justice could be wraught*

*michael felt himself aroused at this possibility, he looked down at his hardening pole and closed his eyes, dreaming sweet dreams of revenge*
 
After we ate our meal I escorted Curtis to my bedroom. There, I cuffed him to my iron head board and footboard. I rubbed his cock and licked the tip. I pulled the cover over him and said, "You have been very good. Your Mistress is well pleased with you. Rest for now. When I return you will receive your reward, my pet." I then turned and left the room. I made my way down into the dungeon and flicked the lights on.

I saw Michael and the bitch slave laying there quietly. I wanted Michael to give in so bad. He was so handsome. And even through his stubborness I wanted him. I sat on the bed next to him and said, "If only you wouldn't be such a problem. I do want to be good to you." I then caught a glimpse of his semi-errect penis, "It appears your cock wants to give in. Why don't you?"

I rubbed his cock and made it harder. I wanted to feel him inside but decided not to seem so eager and lustful for him. I removed my hand and smiled down to him, "I am losing patience. I really don't want to send you somewhere else. But, I may have to."
 
*Michael ehard the door open, it didnt creak... it must have been well oiled, soon followed it came a breeze, then in she came, the she devil, michael quickly braced himself, the blood rushed to his face, and his cock, he felt sweaty, nervous, he knew what he must do... then the she devil placed herself next to him on the bed, she was sitting there, as michaels heart pounded, not of her beauty of femenine presence, but by the thought of vengence and scheme he would put into action this moment*

Mistress, i can only beg for your forgiveness.. i know how stupid i have been... so weak and so rash, in your presence.

*michael moved his arm in vien, but the gesture was to touch her leg,*
*michael just lay back in silence, ocasionaly slanting over to watch the she devil*
 
I was surprised at the change of tone in his voice. Was he finally giving in? I felt a sense of relief at the possibility of this. Yet, suspicious as well. With a sigh I brushed a stray hair from his forehead, "You know, you are much more handsome than Curtis. He is handsome, don't misunderstand me. But, you are more so. Ever sense I first laid eyes on you I wanted you. Even more so, I want you to want me. I want you to appreciate the pleasure I can bring you. I know it is quite an adjustment being chained up and treated like a dog. But, the faster you adapt, the better things will go for you, my pet."

Feeling a moment of softness I leaned down and kissed his forhead. I then kept my face close as I looked into his eyes, "Isn't it in the nature of humans to desire pleasure?" I lifted one hand to stroke his cheek, "Think of the cavemen. All they cared about was sex and food. Sometimes I think the primative ways were so much better and easier." I then softly kissed his lips, "Is it so terrible to have someone desire to bring you pleasure? That you do not need to work or stress over life? That you are provided for and all you have to do in return is have sex? To pleasure and be pleasured? Trust me, Michael. Trust that I will take very good care of you and provide you with an endless source of primal pleasure."

I then kissed the front of his throat, then his bare chest. I looked up to him, "You seem to be willing to accept a life of primal pleasure. Tell me when you are ready to be pleasured my body." I stood up and looked down to him with a warm smile and waited a moment to see if he had anything to say.

OOC: I made 2 pictures to help understand the layout of the dungeon.

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*michael sighed, he knew his plans were even now begining to take shaoe and mould themselves, furthermore, she had expressed her desires towards his body, hence michael could use this with a sence of psychology attached*

mistress, what may be done to please you?

michael knew he could say little else at this moment, his voice carried that english tone, which so delighted so many of the foreign customers on blighties old and narrow streets

michael felt a surging desire to be unshackled, he rattled his metal restraints as he tried to get up, still pinned down and the sweat manifesting itself visably on his forhead, michaels heart begun to beat harder, a real exzcitment gripped his body
 
I sighed at my prey and smiled sweetly, "Accept and desire the pleasure I want to give you. And of course return said pleasure to me as well." When he rattled his chains I thought of him as a wild animal that had been tamed by raw meat. He was vicious at first and wanted to rip me apart. Now, he acted as though his primal urges were surfacing. This excited me.

I knew Curtis was waiting for me but I did not care. Though he was as disciplined as he was, it was Michael that I wanted the most. Perhaps it was just the thrill of conquering him that made me desire him so. Or, perhaps there was more... Something even more unusual than my life style.....

I looked to him and then his cock. Then back to him again. I released one hand from the shackle and removed my boots and pants. Wiht a doubtful sigh I said, "I would like to have you now. Will you fight me as usual or are you truly prepared to accept your mistress? Do you want to feel your cock burried deep in my pussy?"
 
*Michael looked at the mistress, his eyes like ice on fire.. glossy and sparkling*
i am sure though mistress, tis not for me to even question when you would like such, and tis not for me but to do as you wish...

Michael was pleased with his answer, it leant him a certain smarmy answer yet perfectly slave like and unfallable should she not like it
michael wondered what she would do now, he hurt inside already at the tohught of her trying to force anything more up his ass, he cringed at such a thought.
she was near him though, and his cock was begining to show tell tale signs of its arousal... nature was something uncontrollable.
 
I was pleased enough with his answer. He was trying. I straddled him on the bed and leaned forward. His cock was now rigid against my flesh. I wanted him so very bad. I softly kissed his lips and then laid my head on his chest. For some odd reason I felt like being kind and gentle with him. I had no desire to hurt him anymore. I just wanted to lay there for a moment and feel his arm around me. These kinds of feelings were dangerous. Yet, for the first time I could not deny them.

I sighed a sigh of relief as I laid there. His arm did not wrap around my body as I had hoped. I wanted to see if he would do it on his own or if he needed to be ordered to hold his Mistress. Even when she seemed loving as I did at that moment. I sofly licked at his left nipple still hoping he would desire to hold me. He would receive pleasure regardless of if he held me or not. I knew I should not even be desiring to held by him. So, I could not be angry if he didn't. At the same time I could not ask him to hold me. And I did not want to order him to do so.

As I took his whole nipple into my mouth I gently grinded against his crotch area. It was a chore to retain my true lust for him....
 
*michael couldnt move his arms, for the shakles were there for to stop him from commiting acts of violance, what a fitting punishment... as though he would now abandon his great scheme, was almost enough to laugh at*

*using what strengh he could, michael moves his own crotch northwards, he didnt really know what to do... she was an odd figure for sure... she was scarring michael as she began kissing his nipples and moving her body to arouse his slumbering primitive lust*

*michael felt the cold breeze caress the small outlying patches were her saliva had met with his skin, and then her warm mouth had moved away. it was a feeling which aroused michael further, yet he struggled to dismiss it*
 
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I could feel him stirring. He was truly an unpredictable beast. A beast that I wanted to conquer. Yet, a part of me wanted him to want me without having to conquer. I had never felt that before. I pressed my lips against his and pressed my toungue into his warm moist mouth. I then began to grind stronger against him as I passionately kissed him. I gave him a kiss that must have felt like I was trying to suck the life from him. When I heard myself moan I knew I was about to loose control. His kiss was overpowering my senses.

I pulled from the kiss and sat up. I sat there for a moment looking down into his eyes. I could see it. There was still defiance and hatred in those eyes. Somehow it hurt. But, I knew he was trying his best to play along in an attempt to appease me. I looked down from his eyes and felt almost guilty for keeping him. All those years before him I trained, beat, punished and fucked the hell out of the slaves I trained. Never once did I feel guilt. And never once did their looks of hatred hurt me. I really didn't care. Damn it! Why did I care now?!

I tried to push these thoughts from my mind as I guided his rather large cock inside of me. I gasped softly at the size of it. I filled me completely as I arched my back, closed my eyes and threw my head back. Electricity seemed to shoot through my body as I sat there feeling myself impaled on him.

I soon sat up straight and reached for his free hand. I brought it up to one of my well toned breasts. I squeezed his hand so that his hand would be squeezing my firm breast. I smiled down to him and grinded myself onto his shaft. I gasped again at how good he felt. I then realeased his hand and waited to see what he would do or say next.
 
the mistress made me touch her breast, the fel of it was not pleasent, she was forcing me to show afectiont hat usually only gentle and passionate lovers would show to each other. Michael wanted now to use that free hand to punch her, or to hurt her but what good would it do him, the other hand was still attached. and his feet would not help him either

the mistress was content to sit were she was forcing his cock in and out of her, she msut have been twice his age, it disgusted michael to think that this evil whore had been forcing herself on so many tohers.. what sort of terrable diseases could she have.

"Just like an old dog", thought michael "full of diseases and with a distintly mangy body"

*Michael almost let himself laugh, though she would wonder why, instead michael focused his eyes on hers, showing the deep inner strengh he undoubtably possesed, yet covered with his youth and desire for material things.
 
As I rode him I was in ecstacy. I sofly moaned in pleasure as I looked down to him. I soon orgasmed and pulled my pussy off of his hard throbbing cock. I leaned forward and aligned his large cock up with my anus. I slowly slid myself down onto him and gasped slightly at the minimal pain. He was soon past my sphincter and I moaned loudly. I pushed down until he was all the way inside of me. I looked down to him with a smirk, "You may hate me, but your cock loves me."

I chuckled and then began to grind against him. Then I moved up and down fast. I could feel him throb and knew he was close to cumming. I said in a weak voice, "Cum in me. Cum!" As I waited for his climax I reached a second one. My back was arched and my head hung behind me as I gasped and moaned.
 
Michael hated that she was right. His cock did in deed love her. She was well experienced and knew exactly how to move her strong body. He felt so sexually pleased that he couldnot help himself from reaching up and massaging one of her breasts. He closed his eyes and began to thrust upward to gain maximum depth.

Though he hated her he could not deny the pulsing in his cock when she slid it into her arse. The tight cavity seemed to milk his cock for it's seed. A gasp escaped his lips and he exploded into her arse. She had given him permission to climax but he didn't need it. He would have come in her arse anyway. He would allow her to pleasure herself on him and he would allow her to pleasure him. But, he would not beg and ask permission like the submissive Curtis did.

After he finished releasing his load into her he laid back feeling satiated and surprisingly more relaxed at the sight and touch of her. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side as she dismounted him. He could feel his own cum drip from her ass and down onto his crotch. He might be the slave here, but he knew she'd be back for more of what he had to offer her tight arse.
 
I dragged my dripping ass off of his cock with a moan. I felt week kneed from the pleasure I had just gotten. He filled me and then exploded his seed into me. I went to the toilet and cleaned myself up with some tissue. I then re-dressed myself and cleaned him up with tissue as well. I leaned down and gently kissed his lips. Looking deep into his eyes I said, "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" I pushed a stray hair from his face and then covered him.

Now, I wanted Curtis. It was his turn. I went up the stairs, closed the doors, locked them and made my way to the house. I went into my bedroom and saw him sprawled out there. I said not even one word as I straddled his face with my pussy. I began grinding it on him and said, "Eat my puss, slave. Eat it good enough and you will get to fuck my ass."
 
After I got what I needed from him I slid my already loosened backside to swallow his cock. I loved the feel of a large cock in my ass. I grinded and fucked him until we both came at nearly the same time. I leaned forward and laid my head on his heaving chest. I could feel his cock still throbbing in my ass. I wiggle a little and then sat up. I slid myself off of him as cum dripped down onto him. I then went to my bathroom and took a shower. When I was finished I ame back to him with a wet washcloth. I washed him the cum off of him abd took the washcloth back to the bathroom where I dropped it into a clothes hamper.

I was still naked from the shower and laid next to him. Fortunately this was a very warm night and I had no need for clothes or even a blanket. I rested my head on his chest and said, "Wonderful, Curtis. Your cock is wonderful." I soon fell asleep.
 
OOC: Ok. Time to move on. Sorry, Curtis.

IC:
In the morning I awoke and showered. After which I dressed myself. I then went to the kitchen and opened up the chest freezer. There was a box of frozen microwaveable chicken biscuits. I microwaved enough for everyone and then poured a glass of tea for each person. I took down Michael's share and the other slave's.

I shackled their hands and sat their trays between their legs. I said to them both, "Eat and then I will allow toilet breaks and showering." I hurried back up the stairs and closed the doors behind myself. I hurried into the house and brought Curtis his food. I untied him and said, "Eat and then you can take a shower, my pet." I then sat on the bed next to him and at my food as well.

After Curtis and I were finished I ordered him to pick up the trays we ate from and sit them on the table. As he did what I said I followed him. When he was finished I led him to the shower and ordered him to wash himself. He lathered a washcloth up with liquid soap and scrubbed himself all over. I then told him to wash his hair and he did.

When he was finished he turned the water off and opened up the clear shower door. I handed him a towel and said, "Dry." After that we made our way down to the dngeon. Curtis, who was naked, was visibly shaking from the chill to his body. But, I took no concern of it.

Once in the dungeon I told Curtis to collect the trays from the slaves and sit them on the table. He did as instructed and I smiled. I walked to a drawer and pulled out batteries for the elctro collar and the controller. I replaced the old batteries with the new ones and walked to Micheal. I fitted the collar onto him and said, "Don't forget how much this can hurt, slave. Do as I say or suffer the consequences." I stepped back and instructed Curtis to unshackle Michael. Once Michael was unshackled I told Curtis to get his bed linen once he gets up. I then told Michael, "Get up and go to the toilet. You will then receive a shower."
 
That evening I took Curtis to the party as planned. He was used by males and females alike. I myself partook in some of the other slaves as well. Poor Curtis kept looking to me with betrayed eyes. I could tell he did not understand how I could allow him to be treated so after he had been so obedient with me.

One of the fellow masters liked him so much that he offered to buy him from me. When the price was right, I agreed. After the party I left Curtis with his new master. This guy was a blatant homo sexual. I was sure he would have a lot of fun with obedient Curtis. A part of me felt sad to see him go. But, the money was well worth saying goodbye.

I returned that night and went down to check on the remaining slaves. I lied next to Michael and rested my head on his chest. I said, “He is gone. You are the only remaining male now. But, no amount of money could buy you away from me.”

OOC: It has been a long time so Curtis has been written out.
 
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Michaels eyes bulge as he realises she had sold another one, michael almost couldnt help but feel sick, he strained his eyes to look at the female one, but he couldnt see her. the painfull thought of what had been done to him by curtis remained, such horrors this awfull wretched life possesed.

Michael nudged his cheek against her hair showing affection, yet perhaps only to apease her haughty person.
he dare not speak, for once again, certain horrible punishments would have to be endured.
michael didnt want to feel that again.. not now, not ever.
 
As I layed there atop a helpless man that I had strange emotions for I came to a realization. I was tired of the lifestyle I had led for so long. I was beginning to soften and I knew it. When I watched love stories I found myself wishing I had someone to romance me. But, there had never been anyone like that. I had always dominated or had one night stands. I lifted my head and looked into Michael's eyes, "Michael.... Michael.... I wish to call you that now. I don't want to call you slave anymore. And I will be getting rid of the female. It will be just you and I soon. I don't want to take on anymore sex slaves. I know none of this matters to you. I don't know why I am even telling you. As confusing as this may be, I believe things will be changing around here. Perhaps for the better for you. I wish to try this in a way I never have before." I slid up his body and softly kissed his lips and then got off of him.

I walked to the female and said, "Sorry, but I don't want you anymore. This will be your last night here. I have decided that I only want one slave. But, I will have fun with you before I send you away." I found a very large dildo and slid it into her pussy as she cried out from the pain. I thrusted it in and out a few times and then left it in her. I then clamped her nipples and connected a lightweight chain to the clamps and affixed it to the top of the structure. Her nipples were painfully pulled upward. I then resumed fucking her with the dildo. The pain of the womb fucking from such a large dildo force dher to flinch which of course cause pain in her nipples. After I felt her loosen up I pulled the dildo out and slowly pushed it into her anus. She screamed out from the pain but I just continued to push it in. I pushed in 13 inches and stopped. She continued to cry out from the pain and I loved seeing her nipples being tortured as well. I then cruelly fucker her anus. She screamed and cried as I continued. When my arm got tired I pulled the dildo out and took it over to the sink. I washed off the hint of shit and blood. As she sobbed I walked over to her and slapped her face a few times. I then turned and left up the stairs.

The next morning I shipped her off to auction and fetched 15k for her. I returned to Michael and laid on top of him. I looked into his eyes and said, "I am still your master. Do not forget that. But, I wish to try a different method with you. You will hopefully like the new tenderness...." I stood and walked to a drawer and retrieved a bottle of baby oil. I began rubbing his bidy down with it and gave a firm massage to his body at the same time. I hummed lovingly as I did so.
 
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