Paying for College

"Cummm for me Pepper. Cum and keep moving, keep massaging my cock with your pussy. Fuck me sweet Pepper until I cum in you for our first time”

~ She could not answer at this point, her body was shuddering almost violently, the muscles gripping his cock inside her were spasming, and as he slips his finger into her ass, this only heightened her sensations. Her eyes shot open, she throwing her head back and screaming out, as His lips and mouth find her throat...

The wild sensations raging thru her were enough to nealy exhaust her... yet the orgasm would not stop, and neither would Ron. He was still thrusting up and into her, over and over again. He helping her buck wildly upon His lap, upon his cock, prolonging the orgasm. A flow of her own juices spills out as He thrusts in, soaking the base of his cock and his balls. She was gasping, panting, as she still shook from her climax.

"ohhhh godddddd Ronnnnnnnn" she manages to pant..
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“Yesssss Pepper, cum and cum and cum for me, show me what a hot, eager and wet Pepper you are for me,” he murmured into her ear before nibbling on it as he stood up lifting her from the car.

He turned around and lowered her to the hood, now leaning forward and resting his heaving chest on her bouncing breasts to still their movement.

His hands leg go of her ass, the finger left her asshole then he scooped her legs up in his arms and over his shoulders. Her hips were now tipped up granting him the deepest access to her depths... and his hips began moving as he fucked her with hard fast strokes.

Each stroke bottomed out in her quivering, spasming pussy and each time he did he pressed his pelvis onto her clit and ground on it. With her legs in place he once more gripped her firm ass and kneaded the cheeks as a finger again found its way into her ass to rotate and rub as his cock pulled back and drove into her over and over.

After a short time, a very short time of this intense fucking Pepper felt his muscles tensing. The tongue that has been licking her neck stops as his head arches back. The tendons in his neck stand out, the muscles in his arms and shoulders bunch as he supports himself to the only place they now touch is where they’re joined.

“Ohhhh fuuuuck yessss. Sooo goood. Sooo hot. Sooo tight. Soooo wet. Cumming Pepper. Going to cum in you.
“NOW! CUMMING, CUM WITH ME! CUMMM NOWWW!”

His pelvis grinds on her clit as the head of his cock rubs over her cervix as it shoot torrents of thick cum into her while she too orgasms once again.
 
~ He lifted her, never leaving her depths, she was impaled upon him as he turned, laying her down to the hood of that Vette, he rearing over her. Legs lifted and lain over his shoulders, her hips were lifted up, at the perfect angle for him to bury himself even deeper inside her.

She was not prepared for such a deep penetration and when he sunk inside her from over her as he was, she arches and screams out, her fingers seeking something to grasp on the smooth hood of the car and finding nothing, she ends up burying them deep into her own hair, nearly pulling it out at the roots as she writhes under him, caught completely under control of his movements, her body bucks up to meet his. The tightness only increases as he plunges deeper, the pressure seeming to pulse with the wild beating of her heart. Her hands slap down onto hood of the car again and she nearly lifts herself as her spine curves into a mighty arch from the smooth surface.

His mouth and tongue again found her throat, a highly eroginous zone for her as she was finding out. She was moaning, crying out for him, as his cock rocked in and out of that tight opening to her inner heated depths. The wet sound, slick and dripping, can be heard over her deep throated moans, the slap of his balls following with each thrust. Her body shudders under His.

She could feel him tense, as he pulls up from her body, their only connection for that moment is his cock buried into the sweet depths of her pussy.

“Ohhhh fuuuuck yessss. Sooo goood. Sooo hot. Sooo tight. Soooo wet. Cumming Pepper. Going to cum in you.
“NOW! CUMMING, CUM WITH ME! CUMMM NOWWW!”


"Yesss... ohhhhhhhh god RON.. yesssssssssss... AAAAHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS" she answers as another orgasm meets his, as his seed jets out to fill her spasming pussy, her own heated fluids flood over his length, to mingle with the thick cum he fills her with. She was writhing now, bucking wildly on the car as she cums, feeling him fill her, the thick heated seed coating her soooo deep inside. Pepper was gasping as her own climax waned slightly, her exhaustion as such an intense release of feeling taking it's toll on her. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

Sweat dripped from Ron’s chest onto Pepper’s heaving breasts as they both panted for air and gazed into each other’s eyes the satiation and pleasure each gave the other reflecting how they felt.

His penis slowly softened releasing more and more of their mixed and mingled fluids to flow down over her tight ass and his scrotum as it rested against her smooth skin.

“That was mind blowing and incredible Pepper,” Ron panted as he smiled down at her. “I can’t wait to see what the rest of the weekend will be like if this is how its begun.”
“I wonder if anyone other than the creatures and critters of the night heard us. If so I bet they wonder who was being murdered when you screamed,” he chuckled as the tips of his fingers brush strands of hair from sticking on her face.

“Pepper that was the best sex I’ve had in a very long time. Partly because you’re so wonderfully tight, but also because you’re so eager and willing to please and, it seems, want to do and explore so much.
“I’m glad you want to try anal sex, I do enjoy it and think you will too if how you reacted to my finger in your tight ass is any sign.”

Then he kissed her long and deeply as he let his chest just barely touch and move over her nipples at the same time.
 
~ she was so spent, so sated, that she could only lay there on the hood of his car and stare up at him. She could feel his seed, her own cum, dripping from her. Her glazed eyes looking up and into his as he gasped over her. His face was flush, as was her own. Both were gleaming with sweat, she feeling the warm droplets falling from his still heaving chest to her own.

“That was mind blowing and incredible Pepper,” Ron panted as he smiled down at her. “I can’t wait to see what the rest of the weekend will be like if this is how its begun.”
“I wonder if anyone other than the creatures and critters of the night heard us. If so I bet they wonder who was being murdered when you screamed,” he chuckled as the tips of his fingers brush strands of hair from sticking on her face.


She had to laugh at that, at the same time she turning her head to kiss his fingers lightly.

"I guess I am really vocal" she murmers, wondering if any *person* had heard her screaming way up here. She hoped not. The last thing she wanted was cops coming up here to ruin the moment.

"You were, nothing short of amazing. I know I am not expierenced Ron, but I never imagined sex like that. Well, maybe I did, but never expected to be treated to it. And..." she pauses, taking a deep breath as He lowered down to her, their bodies touching. "and I want more" she whispers.

Pepper that was the best sex I’ve had in a very long time. Partly because you’re so wonderfully tight, but also because you’re so eager and willing to please and, it seems, want to do and explore so much.
I’m glad you want to try anal sex, I do enjoy it and think you will too if how you reacted to my finger in your tight ass is any sign.”


She swallows a bit at his words. The feeling of his finger in her ass had given her a sensation like no other. She wanted to feel more. But she only wanted it from HIM. There was something about him, something that she found so incredibly sexy and attractive.

When his lips meet hers, she wraps herself around him, pressing her trembling body to his, tongues entwining once more, a soft moan tickles past her lips and over his. He pulls back slightly, her breasts now just teasingly brushing his chest as they kiss. Pepper finding that she liked the sensation of her swollen nipples just barely brushing his muscled chest. He seemed to be able to read her like a book. Even just his kiss turned her on. It was like he knew what she needed, there on the hood of that car. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

He broke the kiss with several pecks and licks on her lips and stood up. When he was upright again he grasped her hands and slowly pulled it to a sitting position as he said, “Now look at where we’re still connected Pepper. Watch as I slide out of you, out of where I got so much pleasure and watch as what gave you that pleasure emerges.
“Once it’s out I want you to do what you feel is natural for you to do Pepper. Don’t think, don’t try to guess what I might or might not want. You just do what feels right, proper and natural to you.
“Then we’ll get on down the road, as old song goes and on to my house for the rest of tonight... and the weekend.”
 
~ Pepper was panting, still trying to catch her breath from such a encounter. She looks down, watching as Ron pulls back and his cock, coated with her cum, and his spent seed, pulls from her body.

"I want you to do what you feel is natural for you to do Pepper. Don’t think, don’t try to guess what I might or might not want. You just do what feels right, proper and natural to you."

He stepped back, and she did not even have to think. She slid down the hood of the car until her feet touched the ground, and she lowered to her knees before him, her back against the car grill. One hand wraps around the base of his cock, she looking up at him...

"I want to lick you clean" she whispers, her tongue slipping out then and licking along the underside of his cock, tasting her own cum mingled with his. A low moan ripples past her lips as she lets her tongue caress, taste, clean him, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and at the moment, to Pepper, it felt natural. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“Mmmmmm, sweet Pepper that’s just what I hoped you’d not just do, but also feel was right and natural for you to do.
“Does it feel proper to be kneeling in front of me, to be using your mouth to clean and worship my cock, the symbol of my manhood with your sweet mouth,” Ron asked as he watched her and his fingertips stroked the sides of her face.

“I think you should know how beautiful you look, how damned hot and arousing it is to watch you licking, sucking my cock like that and how wonderful it is to have a lovely and naked young woman kneeling in front of me so submissively, even if that’s not your intent or how you feel.”
 
~ The touch of His fingers along her cheeks as she licked him, tasted him, suckled him, aroused her even further. She closed her eyes, listening to his words, but not wanting to stop what she was doing to answer. Her flaming red curls dance around her face and shoulders as her head moves, she taking his cock, which was beginning to harden again, even deeper into her mouth, the sounds of her suckling echo into the darkness of the night around them.

“I think you should know how beautiful you look, how damned hot and arousing it is to watch you licking, sucking my cock like that and how wonderful it is to have a lovely and naked young woman kneeling in front of me so submissively, even if that’s not your intent or how you feel.”

The thing was, Ron had managed to tap into something that Kyanne... Pepper as he called her, had managed to keep hidden for most of her young life, her desire to be submissive, to be owned. Her earliest fantasies, and her ‘dirty book readings’ had revolved around this. And now, she was on her knees before a.... dominant male, a Master. She suddenly realized she had her chance to...

...no, this was for money only. He more than likely had submissives or slaves coming out of the woodwork. She sighed around his cock softly, convinced that this fantasy, which now had become her own would only be for the weekend. But she was determined to make the absolute most of the weekend to explore those long dreamt of fantasies she’d used over and over again as she gave herself pleasure late at night.
 
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Ron Burkehardt:

“Up my Pepper, it’s time to go home where I can fully and completely enjoy you, all of you, in the secluded privacy of my home and we can explore not just each other, but also your needs and fantasies too,” Ron says drawing her to her feet and into his arms.

“Fold the blanket and sit on it. We don’t wish to stain the leather seats, do we Pepper,” he says with a wink and grin as he gives her a hug when she standing again.

Once in the car and on the road again, in fact over the hill they’re on and down the other side to the road, he asked, “How did you feel kneeling in front of me like that Pepper and how did you feel, what did you think, as you cleaned my cock with your sweet mouth?”
 
my Pepper

~ Those 2 words alone sent a shiver racing thru her. A feeling she had never expierenced before. A feeling of.. she could not even describe it. Her heart seemed to flutter within her, and she wanted to hear it again, from His lips. She almost begged Him to say it again, but manages to remain silent.

Once back in the car, He clothed, she still naked on the blanket on the seat next to Him, the Vette roaring back to life and prowling thru the darkness, Pepper has a moment to think on what just happened, then turns to Ron as He speaks...

“How did you feel kneeling in front of me like that Pepper and how did you feel, what did you think, as you cleaned my cock with your sweet mouth?”

She paused, thinking for a moment. It was not as easy as saying that it felt good, or arousing, or anything like that. How it made her feel was so much deeper than that, and she was not sure she could put those feelings into words... but she would try.. He had asked. He deserved an answer.

"It made me feel, vunerable, submissive, and content. Content that I was pleasing You, I felt a level of desire I don't understand. I, wanted to please You. Not just because I like You, but because, I almost felt compelled to. I like that feeling of want, need, I felt looking up at You when Your fingers brushed my cheek. And, I want..... more"

She stopped there, her own feelings completely in turmoil. She was suddenly afraid she was making a fool of herself, and turns to look out the car window as the scenery sped by. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“Do you want to be treated like my submissive slut, my owned slave for the weekend my hot, sexy and naked Pepper,” Ron asked her as he glanced at her and possessively covered a large part of her closest breast then squeezed it firmly before giving it a twist.

He chuckled at her reactions to the feelings and sensations as he waited for her reply.
 
“Do you want to be treated like my submissive slut, my owned slave for the weekend my hot, sexy and naked Pepper,”

Her breath caught, the whole of her form froze for a split second. *His submissive slut* *His* She had to wonder of she were out of her mind, feeling the way she did. But the answer slips from her lips just as His hand closes around her bare breast..

"yesssss" the word fading into a low moan as she arches her back on the seat, finally exhaling within that low aroused sound.

"yessss, I do" she again manages to whisper, turning to look over at Him. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“I thought that you might and am very happy that I was correct my slut slave Pepper,” he said as he glanced at her again and smiled and at the same time squeezed her tit tightly and twisted it.

“For the rest of the weekend you will call me Master Pepper for that’s what I am and will be until you have to return home again.
“You will always be naked for me my slave. You will stand with your legs parted enough that any time I wish to see how wet and ready you are for me, and you had always better be, I will have free and easy access to my slave’s pussy and cunt.
“If I’m seated you will kneel at my side within easy reach unless told otherwise.
“You will have no privacy, only vanilla non-slave women need privacy for any reason, and now you’re my slave so you have none unless I wish it.
“While we’re together your sole purposes are to please me in any way I choose, to give me pleasure to the best of your ability in any way I wish or you can think of and have permission to do, and to serve me however I choose to be served.
“If you do well, and I’ll understand your newness and take it into consideration, you’ll be rewarded in some way as I see fit and appropriate.
“However, if you disobey me, hesitate to obey me, are in any way displeasing or disrespectful my slave Pepper I will punish you in some way, perhaps painfully and perhaps not but you will be punished."

“Is all of that very clear to you my lovely slutty slave? Do you have any questions about anything I’ve told you?” And as he awaited her reply his hand continued to knead and squeeze her tit as well as twisting it.
 
She was not even sure she could answer, His words sinking in slowly, deeply, as she sat there, naked, His hand massaging her bared breast.

Everything He said, from wishing to be called >>>> Master <<<< to always being naked, always ready for Him, kneeling at His side, everything, made her realize that He has awakened an animal inside her and she was not sure that animal would ever go back to sleep.

While most people would wonder if they could do this for a weekend, she wondered if she would be able to do without, once the weekend was over. It was that thought that made her hesitate in her answer. Did she want to sample something, feed from something, that perhaps she never could again?

Swallowing hard, she gazes up at Him. Every fiber of her being wanted to say "yes Master" to everything He had said. Yet she stayed silent. Words just not coming to her.

When she finally was able to speak, to whisper, she said what she honestly felt "Ron, I'm scared"

She was not scared of what He wanted, she was scared of what SHE wanted, needed , desired.
 
Ron Burke hardt:

Ron waited patiently for Pepper to absorb all she’d just heard and think it over before replying and enjoyed the feeling of her pushing her tit into his squeezing, kneading and twisting hand as he waited.

When she whispered, “Ron, I’m scared,” his fingers and thumb moved to her nipple and as he pinched it tightly and twisted it as he corrected her, “That should have been ‘Master, I’m scared’ right my slave?”

Then his fingers released her now throbbing nipple and his palm lightly rubbed over it as he said, “You have no need to be scared my Pepper slave. I’ll hurt you, but I suspect you already knew that, didn’t you?
“However, I promise not to intentionally harm or injure you. In fact I’ll do my best to protect you from any harm at all and that’s another promise to you.
“Since this is all brand new to you, and our first time together as Master and slave, I’ll give you a caution word to use as well as a safe word for you to use if you feel it’s necessary.
“If I’m doing something to or with you and you feel where it’s being done needs a ‘rest’, but you don’t want me to stop just move somewhere else then just say ‘Orange” and I’ll understand.
“If you feel you’re about to be injured in some way, harmed somehow just say ‘Kumquat’ and whatever is happening will immediately stop, if your bound in some way you’ll be freed and we’ll discuss what happened and why you felt you needed to use the safe word."

“Does that make you feel better, feel safer with no need to be scared my Pepper slave,” Ron asked as his palm continued to slide over, rub the nipple he's pinched and twisted as her first lesson.
 
~ Pepper listened to Him quietly, her mind swirling with emotions, emotions and thoughts that she just had no idea how to deal with. One thing about her, she did not like getting into something she did not fully understand. Even tho her little website was delving onto a very big unknown, she had thought long and hard about it. She knew what she expected, at least she did until this moment.

She had no idea anymore.

"Your right, I should have said Master" she whispers, eyes widening as He pinches and twists her nipple, turning that pleasure into a brief flash of pain, a low gasp escaping her lips. Her instinct was to slap away His hand, to stop the offending pain... and she almost did. But hisses in her breath and instead grips the seat under her with her hands, almost digging her nails into and thru the leather seat.

The safe words, Orange and Kumquat, made her feel better.

But, she had so many questions, so many thoughts going thru her mind. Should she voice them? Ask?

"May I talk freely, until we arrive at Your home? May this take effect at that point, and until then, we talk, as equals?"

She would feel better at that. This was not something she just wanted to jump into. Getting in over her head simply meant drowning to her, that was something she did not want to do.
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“Of course we can my Pepper, with one stipulation. In order for you to become accustomed to saying it you still have to call me Master as we talk.
“Oh and of course I’ll still continue to enjoy touching, playing with your naked submissive slave’s body,” he chuckles as his hand again begins to knead her tit.

“Now Pepper what questions do you have or what do you wish to talk about,” he asked as his hand left her breast just long enough to move her hand to his pants covered cock before returning to the firm and heavy globe riding high on her lightly panting chest.
 
"ok.... Master, that is a deal"

In all reality, she liked the touch of His hand on her, and a low moan slips from her lips as her words fade. At least He would listen to her. And that made her feel so much better about what was happening.

"Guess I will just babble out my questions and concerns, before I loose my nerve" she had to smile at that. When she got nervous, that was what she did, talk much to much.

Taking a deep breath...

"Pain.. why pain.. why must pain be involved.. and what kind of pain are we talking about? Hurting me can mean so many different things..

I know nothing about You really... but have no idea what to ask.. I feel if I blurt out alot of questions at you, that it is disrespectful.. You asking me is different.. I saw You as the dominant the moment You drove around the corner and onto my street.. not sure why, I just did. I feel very, submissive to You, so You asking me questions seems normal but me asking You does not.

I am struggling to understand why I feel as I do. Why I want this to go further, but am afraid. Afraid of what I am feeling, the fear, the want, the need and ....

I am afraid of becoming to attached to You and the expierence... and having to deal with that at the end of the weekend.."
 
“Well Pepper,” Ron said as his hand slid from her breast down her tummy to her thigh and crotch where he rubs and fondles her, “I can understand all of that.”

“I am and have been a dominant or master for many years and you, having a long term yen to submit, may have picked up on that.
“Since I wasn’t your master nor you my submissive or slave, it’s only proper to ask, after all without your consent I can’t just order you or command you to do things, now could I,” he asked as his fingers moved into her wet pussy to slide up and down from her still seeping cunt to her still hard clit.

“However, now that you, if you still wish it, have given yourself to me I will in fact tell you what I wish. It may sound as if I’m asking you to get me a drink, suck my cock, etc but make no mistake Pepper, if you still wish to be my slave they will be commands.”

“If you have to be punished it may be painful or perhaps not depending on how serious I feel whatever you’ve done is.
“The other pain will be given as you’re also sexually teased, as I’m doing to you right now. Here’s a small sample of erotic pain,” Ron says as he pinched a swollen and slippery pussy lip then stretched it and twisted it before letting it go and returning to stroking her slit from her cunt to her clit.
“That’s done to add to, to increase the intensity of what you feel and to add to how intensely you’re aroused and also climax.”

“As for fearing an attachment or your hunger for more Pepper, how long have you craved your fantasies? Do you wish them to remain just that or do you want to find out if they’re all you expected and what you really need and wish to experience more fully and completely.
“No one can make that or those decisions for you Pepper. You have to do it for yourself.
“Take your time and let me know what you’ve decided by the time we reach my place. You’ll have about ten or so more minutes.”
 
~ Pepper listened to everything He had to say, and it was alot. She realized, and was grateful, for the fact that Ron was being completely straight forward and honest with her. That this was a lifestyle He lived and knew much about. She counted herself lucky then, for meeting one such as He, shuddering slightly at the thought of meeting one that had NOT been as intelligent or compassionate as He was. Dominant, Master, yet Pepper felt completely safe with Him, even more so now, after listening to what He had to say.

He calmed her fears, at least most of them. Other than her being afraid of becoming attached to HIM. That was her lasting fear, one she would have to deal with, as simple as that.

She remains quiet as she thinks during the last of the ride, welcoming His touch, and reacting to it, the more pressure He applied, caressing, pinching, fingering, the more she relaxed into it, her silence erupting into whispered moans, and a hissing in of her breath.

As they pulled into a private drive, she assuming that this was where He lived, a house, almost more of a villa, coming into view, she takes a slow breath, leans down to lay her head in His lap, and whispers her answer..

"I want to be Yours, Master" it was all the answer that was needed, the words slipping past her trembling lips. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“And so mine you are and will be until you have to leave me again my precious and beautiful Pepper slave, my personal slut and fucktoy.
“You’re now mine to do to and with as I please, well unless you let me know that something I wish falls into what’s called a Hard Limit area that you won’t do for me that is,” Ron replied softly as he pinched her clit and twisted it while parking the Corvette in the spacious garage and tripping the automatic door closer.

“Now my slave it will truly begin. From the time you exit the car until you exit it again in front of your apartment house you live to please, pleasure and serve me in any and all ways.
“Kiss your Master slave then come around and open my door for me. You’re serving has begun.
“I’ll carry your toiletries bag and suitcase to my room, that’s where you’ll sleep... and perhaps even in bed with me,” Ron smiled, “unless I choose to have you sleep beside it on the floor that is.

He kissed her as avidly and hungrily as she kisses him when she obeys. He continued to play with her clit and now that he’s not driving his other hand moved from breast to breast to squeeze and press and roll each on her chest.

“Mmmmm, my slave, my Pepper is indeed a hot one... and a very wet slut too, isn’t she,” he grinned, winked and chuckled as she giggled and answered him.

He watched as she got out of the car and knew that he’d experience thrilling pleasure when he fucked her tight virgin ass as he looked at it when she turned, got out of the car and stood up and it was something that she wanted to feel and experience which would add to it for both of them.

He got out and retrieved her bags as she held his door open for him. Then he handed her the keys to the door connecting the garage and house. He walked slightly behind her to watch her butt move, clench and relax, to watch her heavy tits as they swayed and jiggled as much as their firmness allowed.

Inside he punched in the security code and disarmed the alarm system then led the way to his room showing her the way and to leave her bags there. He held out his arms and his new little slave came to him eagerly and molded her body to his as she tipped her head back hoping for a kiss, a kiss he gave her just as eagerly.

His hands freely roamed the body that was now his to enjoy in more than just the commercial sense, for he now ‘owned’ her for the weekend in a far deeper and intensely more personal way.

When he broke the kiss they were panting as he looked into her eyes and whispered, “Now it’s time to prepare you as will be done daily my slave. It’s time to give you two enemas so your ass will be nice and clean when I take you there for the first time. This will be a daily ritual while you’re here Pepper slave.

“The bathroom is the closed door across the bedroom. Go in, kneel with your ass high in the air and your shoulders and head on the carpet and wait for me there.”
 
- The garage door slowly closes behind the now idling Vette.. and Pepper lifts her head to take a glance at it, realizing that indeed she was His, at least for the weekend. In His house, at His mercy. No one knew where she was. Truely she was vunerable. But, she liked that feeling, and had to wonder if that were normal.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the thud of the garage door locking into place, this accented by the a sudden cry from her lips as Ron manipulates her clit, her hips lifting from the seat, head thrown back.

“Kiss your Master slave then come around and open my door for me. You’re serving has begun."

She did not hesitate, leaning across the seat, her head turned up toward His, seeking His kiss, when they touched the feeling was almost electric, a low moan vibrating past her lips to His as their tongues slowly caress and entwine. His hands roam over her, suddenly very possessively, kneading her breasts, dipping within the wetness of her sex, she could not help squirming, trying to gasp within the kiss and unable to. Her body felt like it was on fire and her clit and nipples were searing The kiss was deep, long, passionate, and when finally broken, Pepper was flush.


“Mmmmm, my slave, my Pepper is indeed a hot one... and a very wet slut too, isn’t she,” he grinned, winked and chuckled


"yesss... Master... wet for You" she had to admit. She was soaking wet because of Him, and only Him.

She had to pause for a moment before getting out of the Vette, catching her breath, she slips from the seat, bare feet silent on the cool garage floor, she comes around to His side, opening the door for Him. She could feel His eyes watching every move she made, she becoming very aware of how her body looked, moved, felt. She wanted Him to be pleased.

He took her bags, and led the way into the house and to His bedroom. Pepper got the distinct feeling she would be spending alot of time in this room. He sat the bags down, turning to her as she stood there, naked, flush, and trembling slightly. She came to Him as soon as He held out His hands, she wanting nothing more than to be back in His embrace. She craved His touch, something she had never felt before, never even thought of feeling. She lifts her head to look at Him, His handsome face and those dark, dominating eyes. He smiling down at her, a moment later and they were locked in another deep kiss, her crimson mane cascading down her back as He snakes His thick fingers into and thru the silken strands. She was molded against Him, feeling His heart beat alongside hers, His breathing and hers comeing in unison. Her own fingers were trailing up and down His spine as they kissed, she lifting one leg over His hip to press even closer to Him.

When the kiss broke, a soft whimpering sound escaped her, a sound of a slave needing her Master, a sound that even surprised her.

“Now it’s time to prepare you as will be done daily my slave. It’s time to give you two enemas so your ass will be nice and clean when I take you there for the first time. This will be a daily ritual while you’re here Pepper slave.
The bathroom is the closed door across the bedroom. Go in, kneel with your ass high in the air and your shoulders and head on the carpet and wait for me there.”


She did not like the sound of that, not at all. But as she steps back, she remains silent. Her mind telling her that she would get used to this, this would be fine. But there was that small, ever so small, sliver of fear deep inside.

Crossing the bedroom, she opens the door, disappearing into the bathroom. She took a moment to look over the place, it was large for a bathroom, with a large bathing tub, a jacuzzi actually, and a seperate standing shower, big enough for both of them. Taking a deep breath and swallowing, Pepper lowered to her knees on the thick carpet near the tub, then descends down to rest her head and chest against the softness, her ass high and open to Him, vunerable. She grips the carpet with her fingers, tightly, betraying her nervousness. -
 
Ron Burkehardt:

Ron entered the bathroom after he’d undressed and put the clothes where they belonged, closet or hamper. He stopped a step into the room to look down at the incredible vision of Pepper on her knees, legs apart to let him see just how wet she was as her honey flowed from her visible cunt and letting him see the tight star of her anus just as clearly.

“Mmmm, Pepper my hot little slave bitch, you look wonderful and delicious like that. I’m not sure whether I can give you the enemas without fucking you at the same time or perhaps lightly spanking those delightfully tight, rounded ass cheeks perhaps.
“Would you like one or the other, or both, my lovely Pepper slave? If so tell me why my slave.”

As he listened to her replies Ron took a new tip out of its wrapper and put it on the enema kit he’d taken from the bathroom closet. After closing the clamp on the hose he added a small bit of a very mild natural liquid soap to the bag and began to add warm water from the basin as she watched him over her shoulder.
 
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