Vanilla No More

[ezwriter]

"You will wear these for me."

He takes the wrist cuffs from his pockets and holds one up to her in either hand.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn gazed at the cuffs with mixed emotions. Silently, she raised her hands to her master and he fastened them around her wrists. Visions flashed through her brain and she closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of the leather. She saw herself bound, cuffs on her wrists and ankles, a collar around her neck, chains pulling her in all directions. She heard herself cry out.

Opening her eyes, she raised them to her master's chest.

"Thank You, Master."

 

[ezwriter]

"Cross your hands behind your back, filthy slut," Jess instructed.

And when the girl obeyed his command with due haste, he unfolded an even wider leather band from his inside coat pocket.

"And you may wear this for me," Jess said, reaching forward to fit the collar against his slave's neck, drawing her hair up and away as he fastened the buckles behind her. A small gauge metal change hung from the collar's D clasp.

He looked upon her, the way her legs slightly trembled, a bit unsteady in her heels... the way her obedient posture caused her breasts to rise a bit on her chest... her neck collared in the stiff high leather band... her downcast eyes.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn's breathing quickened as his hands fit the collar around her neck. Her heart was soaring with joy in her chest, elicting small waves of trembles through her legs and up her spine. Eyes still downcast, she breathed her thanks.

"Thank You, Master. This slave is happy to have found a new home."

 

[ezwriter]

With a finger on her shoulder, he turns his slave back toward the mirror, where she catches sight of herself cuffed and naked. As she examines her reflection, Jess takes her crossed wrists and lifts them up, latching the chain that depends from her collar into the hasps so that both hands are pulled up between her shoulders and must remain 10 inches below her neck.

Now he steps close behind her, so close she can feel the warm, worn leather of his coat against her arms, feel the heat of his body on her exposed ass and legs.

Reaching once more into his coat, he produces a pair of nipple clamps set into a heavy nickel-plated chain. Leaning over her, as if he were putting on a necklace, he reaches down to attach the clamps onto her pretty pink nipples, releasing the clips so that the sharp teeth sieze the tender and sensitive flesh.

He softly yet firmly presses his fingers under her chin, bidding her look upon herself, adorned as his slave.

"This is how you dress for Master."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn gasped slightly as her arms were chained to her collar, but quickly grew used to the feeling. She let herself be spun around to face her reflection and her eyes flickered over her naked form in the mirror. A chill ran down her spine as her new Master reached hands around to attach clamps to her nipples, biting gorgeously into her flesh. The chain between them glinted under the washroom lights, and Phyn's settled on it's gentle sway between her breasts.

He spoke to her, and raised her head to look at herself. An amazing sight, she thought, to see herself this way for the first time. It was much like her fantasies, and yet, better. Her eyes momentarily rested on his before she dropped them respectfully. She bowed her head, face wrought with emotion as a single tear slipped from an eye.

"Thank you, Master."

 

[ezwriter]

Jess backed away from his new prize. Left her there at the mirror for a moment to witness herself.

When he'd crossed back half way to the far wall, he called to his new slave, met her reflected gaze.

"Now, cunt-slave, you may turn. And kneel. And crawl to your Master."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn's thoughts were broken when he called to her, and she immediately obeyed. She wanted nothing more than for him to be impressed with her willingness, and so she quickly turned towards him and fell to her knees. She frowned slightly for a moment when she realized her chained arms would not release themselves. A sob caught in her throat.

 

[ezwriter]

He watched this new one obey, feeling her knees on the floor for the first time - adjusting to her binding, adjusting to her new role. Watching her awkwardly make her way to him, inches at a time... bringing her vulnerability, her need, slowly, inexorably toward her Master.

When she was kneeling at his feet, he grabbed the chain that dangled between her breasts and yanked it, pulling her up, pulling her face against his the leather crotch of his pants, her cheek against the massive, fleshy bulge of his cock and scrotum.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn stifled a gasp as she was yanked up by the chain between her breasts. She panted heavily, breathing in the smell of the leather she was pressed against. She leaned into the warmth, and closed her eyes, catching her breath from her strenuous slither across the floor.

 

[ezwriter]

"Now we'll see what you know about pleasing your Master, my little cum-whore."

With one hand firmly grasping the chain, Jess loosened his pants and opened his fly, letting his thick, stiffening cock fall from his pants, bending it toward his slave's waiting lips.

"Show me how you suck a man, slave."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn could do nothing to reduce the pangs running through her stomach. Instead she was gratefull for the opportunity to thank her new master for his collar. She let her soft lips begin to gently stroke along his hardening cock, her tongue just licking the tip. She watched his reactions for a moment in his tightening muscles before sucking the head into her mouth.

 

[ezwriter]

He watched her, bound and kneeling before him, take his cock into her mouth... watched her eyes close and her lips wrap around his thick, cut knob. His fingers snaked through her long black hair and his other hand clutched her tit chain, holding her there in his grip as he shoved more of his dick inside her face.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn relaxed her throat and slid forward on her Master's cock, urging its length into her mouth and down her throat. Wrapping her lips tightly about the base she increased the suction and slid back to the tip before pushing it back in. Back and forth her head rocked, slipping along his shaft, eager tongue swirling aorund the length.

 

[ezwriter]

Phyn relaxed her throat and slid forward on her Master's cock, urging its length into her mouth and down her throat. Wrapping her lips tightly about the base she increased the suction and slid back to the tip before pushing it back in. Back and forth her head rocked, slipping along his shaft, eager tongue swirling aorund the length.

Someone was trying to get in the bathroom, the door rattled against the bolt. A knock came on the bathroom door and an impatient female voice.

"You wait out there, bitch. I'm getting my cock sucked," Jess barked and turned his attention back to Phyn.

A good find, Jess thought as he felt his new slave express her need and devotion through her hungry, reverent attention to his cock. As she slid him out to his round, swollen knob, he arched into her hard, taking control of the fellatio's rhythm, shoving his meat deep into her mouth, pressing it against the back of her throat, fucking his little whore's face.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn increased her suction and relaxed the muscles of her neck, going in time to the movements her master made with his hands and hips. She ran her tongue around the ridge of his head and thrust her breasts forward, attempting to relieve some of the growing tension in her arms.

 

[ezwriter]

"That's it, girlie. Take me deep," he snarled, working her head back and forth on his hard, thick cock, watching his shaft slide in and out of her lips. His rhythm was rough but controlled, raping her mouth but letting her tongue and cheeks respond to his penetration, feeling her animated by her submission.

When he was close to climax, Jess released his grip on her nipple chain clamp, to take hold of his hard, wet cock, wrapping his fingers around the shaft to jerk himself off. With his other hand in Phyn's hair, he held her face close to the head. "Open your mouth up, bitch," he commanded. "Time to taste my cum."

And when at last he released, his hot come splattered her pretty mouth and cheeks, his pearlescent ejaculate splashing and dripping on her face and her tits and in her hair. When his balls had drained, he smeared the last viscous drops across her cheek, wiping himself on his slave.

"You suck nice, my little one," he told her. "You'll do."

He sighed, brushed a stray shock of hair back over her shoulder and tucked his spent organ back in his pants, zipping and fastening himself once more.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn closed her eyes and opened her mouth in quick obedience when her Master came on her face. She accepted his gift happily and when she was released from his grip, she sat back on her heels.

"Thank You, Master."

 

[ezwriter]

Having shown herself a skilled and obedient slave, Phyn earned her prize. Jess' hand once more reached inside his coat to retrieve a four foot lead. He clipped it to the ring in her collar and brought his new servant to her feet.

"Come," he beckoned and led her to the door. He hadn't bothered to learn her name. He wouldn't need it anymore. Phyn followed as her Master unlatched the door and led her back out into the hot, dark club, past a line of impatient female patrons.

He crossed the floor with her in tow. She walked proudly behind him, cuffed, cum-smeared, owned.

 

[Calyxxx]

Happily, Phyn rose and followed her new Master from the bathroom. She felt like all eyes were on her, as she walked naked and cum-drenched behind him. A small smile crossed her face and although her eyes stayed on her master's legs and feet, she held her head high.

 

[ezwriter]

Jess paraded his new prize across the busy room, leading her toward his back booth. There, he had her kneel once more on the floor as he settled onto the bench. The waitress Meg came by to take his order and comment on his new acquisition.

"You're in good hands, sweetie," she assured Phyn, tilting her chin up with her fingertips. "Your training will be most thorough."

Jess ordered another beer and a whiskey sour with a straw "for the slut." In a few moments, Meg returned, placing Jess' draft on the table and setting Phyn's cocktail on the floor.

Obediently, she kept her eyes averted to the ground.

"That's what your drinking isn't it?" he addressed the girl.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn was happily suprised when he asked for a drink for her. He had assessed her correctly.

"Yes Master, thank You."

She sat kneeling on the ground at her new Master's feet, happily sucking on the straw in her drink. Did she really go through with this? Could it be a dream or did she actually make the jump from fantasy to reality? She stole a quick glance up at the man she now called Master and smiled quietly before returning her eyes to the ground.

 

[ezwriter]

He watched as she bent over her straw. Bound as she was, it caused her to arch her spine in an elegant curve, the chain of her nipple clamps flattening and scraping on the floor.

He admired her lean, feline features, the fullness of her hair. In tandem with the readiness and skill she showed in servitude, he was well pleased with his quarry - worth the slight trouble she put him through in the hunt. This one knew her value, he thought. And, more important, knew her place.

Jess reached down and stroked the small of her back. Then reached up and unhitched the latch that held her arm cuffs to the chain at her neck. Her hands were freed. And he took one and turned her toward him, pulling her to him to rest her cheek against the fragrant leather covering his thigh.

He stroked her cheek and her hair as she curled against him.

"Tell me why you came here tonight."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn breathed a small sigh of relief as the chain was unhooked and her arms were freed. Her Master pulled her up and she happily leaned her cheek on his thigh, elicting small moans from her as he softly touched her face.

He asked her the question that had been plaguing her mind since she made the decision to go out this evening.

"This slave hoped to realize her full potential in a new life. A life that could only be properly shaped by a strong Master willing to teach and scold as necessary. Attempts to run her own life has left this one feeling hopeless." As she spoke, a small tear rolled down her face and onto the leather of his pants. She quickly wiped it away with a thumb and sighed deeply.

 

[ezwriter]

"This slave hoped to realize her full potential in a new life. A life that could only be properly shaped by a strong Master willing to teach and scold as necessary. Attempts to run her own life has left this one feeling hopeless." As she spoke, a small tear rolled down her face and onto the leather of his pants. She quickly wiped it away with a thumb and sighed deeply.

"Understand this, little one," he began, turning her tear stained face to him, "in your new life with me there will be harsh discipline, unbearable trials, pain, humiliation and abuse. But there will always be hope. Because you will know that you can always improve yourself... become a more humble, obedient, worshipful slave. Your job now is empty yourself of all will, all ambition, all thoughts that do not involve my service or pleasure.

Your last willful act was coming to this club tonight. From now on, I will decide what you do, what you wear, what you suck. You will be shaped - the way Nature shapes its most precious jewels... through the most violent and powerful of forces.

Are you ready to begin?"