The telephone rang.1
Amanda knew who it was before she even picked it up. She knew because she had been thinking about him all day. She had hoped that he would call, yet at the same time, was terribly frightened by it. She knew it meant that she would give up her freedom, and submit herself to whatever he demanded. 2
"Amanda, I am sending the car for you." was all her master said. He did not even give her a chance to reply. She know then that she would have to wait, perhaps hours, until the headmistress arrived. She did not dare leave her home until then. The minutes dragged by slowly until, at last, a shiny black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of her apartment. Amanda wasted no time going out to it, and getting in. She saw the headmistress in the back seat waiting for her, and a man she had never seen before behind the wheel. "He must be the new driver" Amanda thought to herself as she got in the back. Immediately, the headmistress ordered her to turn her back to herand hold back her arms. Amanda did this, and heard the harsh click of handcuffs locking around her wrists. a wave of nervous excitement washed over her as a blindfold was lowered over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.3
Amanda didnt know where her master's house was, even though she had been there many times. She had never seen the outside of it. She had been blindfolded every time she arrived or departed. she only saw her master on special occasions. She knew his voice well, and his touch intimately.4
It was those things she craved most in life. It was for his touch that she submitted herself to the indignities he demanded of her. His touch was a drug to which Amanda was hopelessly addicted.5
Amanda felt the Rolls come to a stop. she waited until the new chauffer opened her door and the headmistress lifted her out of the car. She was already wet with anticipation as she heard the door open and stumbled blindly past the threshold. "straighten up, you slut!" the headmistress hissed at her as she guided her down the spiral stairs to the dungeon chamber. Amanda felt the handcuffs removed. The headmistress then ordered her to disrobe completely, but leave the blindfold on. Amanda carefully undressed, while the headmistress occasionally swatted her ass and tits with a riding crop.6
Amanda did not mind this abuse. it only served to make her even wetter for her master.7
The headmistress ordered Amanda to raise her arms above her head. As she did, she felt the grasp of leather cuffs being drawn around her wrists, binding them securely to a spreader bar overhead. Her now naked body was totally vulnerable to the cruel hands of the headmistress as she dresses Amanda roughly in a tight corset, fishnet stockings, a locking collar, and a ball gag. a pair of shackles around her ankles completed her helplessness.8
Amanda could not see, nor did she hear her master enter the dungeon chamber. she did not need to. she could feel his mere presence in the soaking wet pussy between her legs. just his presence had that effect on her. Even as the headmistress' whip stung her back and ass, her mind was already focused on the firm hands and cock of her master.The slapping of the whip on her bare ass brought her close to orgasm.9
At last she felt the strong touch of her master on the hot red skin of her back. Slowly he explored her body, touching every hot spot on her helpless form. Amanda moaned into her gag as her master kneaded her firm tits, playfully flicking the bullet-hard nipples that screamed of desperate anticipation. If it were possible to be wetter, Amanda could not imagine it. She wanted to beg him to fuck her as hard as he could, but her gagged mouth silenced her pleas. Amanda felt her masters head close to hers, and heard him whisper the words she thought he would never say to her.10
"I love you, Amanda"11
With that, she felt his cock enter her wetness. He placed his hands on her ass, and rubbed up and down with each thrust. Amanda had never fucked standing up before, and had it not been for the tight restraints holding her upright, she would have collapsed long before. Unbelievable orgasms flooded her body in rapid succession as her master fucked her with a passion she had never known before. Had she not been gagged, she would have screamed loudly enough to be heard in the next country! Amanda fainted from sheer extacy.12
When she awoke, she was untied. her eyes were uncovered, and her Master was standing over her, offering her a drink. Amanda gratefully accepted.13
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Very good write. I enjoyed this story very much. I do hope that you continue it....if you are planning on it. It seems that you have much talent for writing stories. Thank you for sharing and thank you for entering Our contest.
*Ktulu Blackwolfe* -
Now this is a great story! I love the feeling and thoughts that occurred in this slave... Definitely an award winner!
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wow! it was good. i wonder if there are more parts???
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O M G HOT...It''s a highly arousing read That I enoyed very much. Being dominated has to be one of the most enjoyable sins in the world.
*needs another COLD Shower*
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This was breathtaking! Gah.. I love this sort of story. The imagery was amazing, and the story itself was just awesome! The only thing I'd change is the ending. It just doesn't fit, somehow. It seems to contradict the reast of the piece. That's just my opinion though
We all see things differently. Thanks alot for sharing this! I certainly enjoyed reading it (again). lol
~Amy
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i like this a lot. great job. very unique idea. good nonetheless. very detailed and a great imagination. awesome job keep up the good work
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I like this story alot...even though i'm underage...well..I'm in the SM scene and well...I need to be entertained...LOL so thanks for entertaining me, master likes your story as well!
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What a lovely bedtime story .Hot write as usual .
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My word Tahuti you are on a prrrrrrrr'ing steamy sexy hot streak it seems lately!
Hmmm makes me wonder what has gotten into you! In all seriousness though now this is a steamy little story ditty. The vulnerability came across very well as did all those other juicy tidbits. Now you do know I am going to keep looking for more of this genre from you!
Good luck in the contest!
~Nikki~
Edited on Dec 27, 7:54 p.m. because 'typo...grrrr'. -
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I like this, it is hot because she is so vulnerable but she loves it! Great job.
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good
she only saw her master on special occasions.
Must have been a really good day for him to allow her to see him.
A good story.
thanks,
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no.. i just typed fast and didnt proofread.
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Wow. Thanks a lot! I should have known better than to read something like this before heading off to work...considering I've been looking forward to some sort of SM scene lately, but he just hasn't been in the mood. I found the capitalization a bit troubling though. Some sentences are started with 'she' whereas others are started with 'She'...any reason for that? I thought perhaps you were denoting the submissive 'she' and saying to hell with the rest of it. But by that logic, the headmistress would have been 'She' all the time, being in a dominant role. Just curious. Very exquisite and explicit.
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hmmm
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