I stepped off the plane at around 8 AM. I stretch and feel the bones pop and crack in my back as the flight had taken forever, especially with the excitement I had for what was about to happen. Upon picking up my bags at baggage claim, changing money and exiting the airport, I hailed a taxi to take me to the nearest car rental.
I had plenty of money on me and was probably going to have more shortly. Speaking to this woman online, and asking just the right questions netted me exactly what I needed. I rent a modest car, nothing too fancy, nothing suspicious, and head out, after taking a course to get me used to the roads in this country. I get a temporary licence that will expire in two weeks if I don't plan on staying. With that in hand, I set off. By now it is 11:30 Am and I am just getting started on my journey. 4 hours of driving, 3 rest stops, 2 gas stations and a fast food visit later, I arrive at my destination.
I park my car on the street and walk purposefully up to the house that I had spent months watching through Google Earth, checking her routine even as I spoke with her over messenger, making sure she had done what I ordered her to do when the orders had required her to go outside and I was always very proud of her. Once I reach the door, I give 3 hard important knocks, knowing she'd be home right now as her routine got her home about an hour before I got there.
"Yes who is it?" she asks from within in her gorgeous accent. In my fantasies I had imagined several voices for her to have, being that we never spoke over skype, and was very happy with her actual voice. We had exchanged photos, just because I was curious to know what she looked like, and it would be rude not to send one back. When she did not recieve an answer from me, she opens the door, looking at the ground expecting to see a package of some kind. All she sees are shoes and the feet they are wrapped around. I watch with a satisfied smile on my face as her head slowly works its way to face me, her eyes trailing a little behind. When her eyes meet mine, the look of polite courteousness is destroyed by the complete and total horror that is my presence. "Hello Jessie" I say with a possessive smile on my face.
"No," she says backing up. "No you can't be here" she says scrabbling backwards.
Having interrupted her shower, as I knew I would, her feet were slippery and her robe was long. She tripped on her robe and slams on her ass on the floor. Scrabbling backwards, her arm hits the table right near the door where I could see the mail she had gotten that day. "NO" she says terrified as the plant that was on her mail table fell off and smashed sending pieces of pottery, soil and a bit of water all over her. Thankfully she wasn't hurt.
I walk into the front door, my feet thudding with every step of my boots. "You stupid sow, always so trusting" I say taking a handful of her robe and forcing her to her knees. "You gave me all the information I needed to find you my little pet" I say patting her hair. People on the street can see inside but no one does anything, just goes on their merry business as no one actually looks inside. A scent reaches my nose and I look downwards between her legs. The inside back of her robe is stained yellow and a puddle is forming on the hardwood floor. "Oh come on Jessie, you told me yourself that you wanted a flesh and blood master" I say as I take her head in my hands and kiss her forehead. I then push her nose into the floor, right in the middle of her puddle of piss. "Now don't piss on Master's boots again" I say letting her back up to her knees and watch as a single drop leaks from the tip of her nose and drops onto the front of her robe.
I look down and still see that there is a sizable puddle on the floor at your feet. I grab her hair and push her down on the floor so the robe soaks up the piss right over her breasts. The robe stains yellow as the fluffy material absorbs the liquid and presses the warmth against her tit flesh. "Oh I can't wait to know what you look like under there"
She shakes her head and her hair comes out of the loose bun she had put it in and drapes around her face and over her shoulders which were now partially stained yellow. She looks at me with fear in her eyes and tries to get up to her feet. The first time I stop her from moving, she tries to beat my chest to get me to stop. I simply push her head back with my palm to keep her on her knees. Every time she tries to move after that, I give her a good slap across the face with a resounding *CLAP* sound, a little one at first, but get progressively harder the more she struggles. She finally desides to stop when one of my backhands results in a slap so hard that it echoes across the sky outside and results in a split lip. Her lower lip trembles and sticks out a bit but she makes no move to stop me from untying her robe tie and revealing her lovely body to my eyes. I bend down and lay a single kiss on both of her hardening nipples which results in a small shiver from her.
With a possessive smile, I reach up and squeeze both breasts in my hands and stare into her eyes. "Do you submit to me little slut?" I ask feeling the hard nipples against my palm. She shakes her head gently making her hair wave back and forth. Suddenly I have her throat in my hand and throw her against the wall. Her head bounces off the wall with a sqeal of pain and a crack appears in the wall from where the back of her skull struck the plaster. My whole forearm presses against her throat and she scrabbles my arm trying to breathe.
Her eyes roll back in her head as she coughs up some of her precious air. I let up just a fraction of what she will need in order to keep breathing. "Do submit to me my little whore?" I ask with my minty breath wafting across your nose. She coughs up a small portion of blood onto my arm and face as she nods.
"Yes Sir" she says as I step back. She falls onto her front, sprawled out as her eyes refocus and roll up to stare forward. She slides up to her hands and knees in an attempt to get to her feet. I kneel down next to her and kiss her lips. "You will call me master, just like we played" I say standing back up and kick her back down to her knees. "Slave pets don't walk on two feet" I say as I close the door to her house which is now mine. I go to explore the house after pointing into her living room for her to rest by my couch for me to come back to her.
I come back just five minutes later and see her softly crying with her head resting on the middle cushion of the couch. She lifts her head up when she sees me coming and I guide her to rest her head back on my knee. "Now that's my good pet" I say as I trail my hand through her hair, putting her hair out of her eyes. She looks up at me and I wipe the tear out of her eyes and smile down at her. She sniffles a bit and nods before relaxing just a bit.
"It'll just be the same as online pet, except you now have a flesh and blood master just like you wanted" I say sweetly as I bend down and kiss your forehead. "I'll treat you exactly the same and you'll get the real training you deserve"
Her eyes soften just a bit at these words. "Yes Master" she says snuggling to me now. I just sit there talking with her and petting her, helping her to relax and get used to her new position in life. Finally, as it gets dark, I walk out to my rental car and come back with a pair of saddle bags. Reaching into one of them, I pull out knee pads. "Sit up on the couch pet" I say pointing.
"Yes master" she says and sits. I kneel with her and wrap the knee pads around her knees and help her back down to all fours. Then I attach the saddle bags, wrapping the clasp around her waist. She looks up at me quizzacally and I smile.
"What are these for master?" she asks looking back at the bags strung over her back. "Follow me pet" I say heading towards the front door. She follows at first but she freezes when she sees the outside world. "B-b-b-but Master, I can't go outside naked" she whispers the last word as if it were a disgusting swear word. Quite cute for someone who revealed her darkest dolcett fantasies to me.
"Oh sure you can pet, its dark out and no one can see you, so come on" I say wishing I had put the collar on her already but I wanted the collaring to be special. She starts to back up but at a stern look from me, she follows. I allow her to stand to get down her steps but its back on all fours once we reach the flat pavement. I lead her to my rental and she shivers in a combination of nerves, cold, and nudity. I fill the bags up with my things and notice her car parked in front of mine. "You'll help me return my rental to the dealership tomorrow slave" I say as I close the trunk once I had taken my last bag out.
"Yes Master" She says before heading inside after a point from me. Once inside the house, I tell her to head upstairs to my bedroom, formerly hers, and I let her go first as there was a chance that the saddle bags would slip off of her and I didn't want that to happen. I also wanted to watch her rump wiggle back and forth as she crawled. Thankfully nothing happened and I unpacked the important things from her bags. I opened her closet door and shook my head. "Dear dear dear" I say seeing her clothes. "Go get me a garbage bag slave, there is some cleaning to do" I say ripping clothes off the coat hangers and tossing them on the floor.
With a whimper and a gulp, she crawls out of the room and returns with a garbage bag in her mouth, just as I had trained her to do online. She would see her entire wardrobe stripped bare and my clothes hung up instead. "Now slut, I want you to choose just 5 outfits that you can't live without, a slave doesn't wear clothes unless they are going somewhere our lives are frowned upon" I say crossing my arms.
"Y-y-yes sir" she sniffles and begins sorting through her clothes. I watch her as she looks at each item and puts them either into the bag or onto the floor to keep.
As she went to save a pair of underwear I shake my head, "Oh no, slaves NEVER wear underwear" I say and she looks at me in horror as she throws out her entire collection of underwear, no doubt things she used to wear for her girlfriends. "We'll have to get you some winter wear for when it gets colder" I say as I fold everything up, a couple of shirts, and skirts, and put them on a low shelf in the closet where she could easily get to on all fours.
After that, I changed her sheets to make them more masculine, and sit on the side of it. I snap my fingers and she crawls to me and I guide her head to my leg. She looks up at me with a combination of fear and arousal in her eyes. I smile and pet her, my hand sliding down her cheek, along her neck and to her breast which I squeeze. Her mouth opens and a small moan escapes as her eyes close. "Your life is about to change slave" I say as I pat her head and her breast at the same time. "But first, i've been running around all day and I need a shower, we'll discuss your new life after" I say getting up and heading to the bathroom. "I don't want you getting up on any furniture either, after all animals stay on the floor" I say pointing between the eyes.
I had turned around just as she was about to climb up on the bed to wait, and she froze when she was raising herself up. With a whimper, she lowered herself back to the ground and curled up with her head on one of her old pillows for comfort. I spend a good amount of time reorganizing her bathroom which surprisingly isn't that girly, and she can hear me moving things around. Finally after 10 minutes, I start the shower.
She can hear me in there cleaning myself off and singing a tune as I let the water cascade over me. When I walk out of the room, I am in nothing but a towel, hair dripping wet and a contented smile on my face. I come back to sit on the bed and point between my legs which were spread. She crawls forward until she sees where I am pointing and backs off, she wasn't used to this or ready for this it seemed. I gave her a look and she crawled forward. Instead of making her suck my cock right away like she expected, I wrap my legs around her and give her a leg hug. Resting her head on my thigh, I scritch the hair out of her line of sight and pet her.
She gives a sigh of relief and pets the thigh she is not resting her head on. "Ok slave, I am a patient master, and I apologize for this morning, it was a long flight and a long drive" I say as I take her wrist in my hand and move it up my leg. She watches in trepidation as it disappears under the towel. "I promise you that I won't be that harsh on you unless you are a bad girl" I say as her hand comes in contact with my shaft. Her hand wraps around it and looks up at me.
"That's it girl, very good, now move your hand back and forth on it" I say gasping as her hand moves back and forth across my shaft. She gets curious as she feels it getting longer and harder and continues stroking as she nuzzles the towel out of the way to see. Her eyes focus on the head of the cock and she moves forward slowly, almost drawn to it. I see her lick her lips to wet them as she kisses the tip of the shaft. "MMM" I say as she envelopes the head in her mouth and runs her tongue over the slit.
She looks up at me and opens her mouth a bit wider. Her mouth slides down my shaft to my balls and gives a cough as it enters her throat. "Don't take more than you can handle slave, it takes time with a cock" I say supportingly. She nods and pulls back until the head rests on her tongue. She suckles it like a binky before pulling off with a soft pop. She leans her head to the side and starts kissing down my shaft to the base and switches sides.
She never took her eyes off mine as she licks her way back up my shaft tracing my veins in it to the tip and starts bobbing again. I watch as her black hair moves back and forth along with her head and just want to bury my hands in it and pound her throat until I cum, but I know she is just starting out and I don't want to scare her. I decide that pig tails will look pretty on her and make a mental note to get some hair ties when we are out tomorrow taking the rental back.
I reach down between my legs and collect her wrist in mine to move them to my balls. "Now be very gentle, these are very sensitive and fragile" I say as she nods. She cradles my balls in her hand a little bit and squeezes them, moving them around a bit and letting them dangle. "Oh very good little slave" I say patting her head and licking my lips.
She looks up at me and smiles as best as she can with her mouth full of cock and begins slurping. To most people this would seem like a rookie mistake, I actually found it rather sexy and it turned me on even further. "Oh gods slave, yes" I say holding both sides of her head and pulling her in gently. I hear her start to whimper and her eyes roll into the back of her head. "OH gods" I say moaning as my cock lets out every thing I had into her mouth, coating the back of her throat, her tongue and several of her teeth in hot sticky white seed.
She pulls off my cock and breathes heavily at the taste. "WoW Master, that tasted amazing" she says between breaths. Her breathing stimulated my already sensitive cock and shot a final, albeit smaller, load over her face, landing right between the eyes. She gives a gasp and a giggle when she gets hit but then starts whimpering again as the cum landed on her eye. "Oh god it burns"
Being the responsible master that I am, I rush to the bathroom and get a washcloth, soak it in water and kneel next to her. She leans into me for comfort and I lean her back against my arm. I gently clean her eyes out with the cloth until she stops whimpering. "That's my good girl" I say once her eyes are clean and her brown eyes stare back at me. They are a very nice shade of brown, although a bit bloodshot from the cum.
"Thank you Master" she says as she kisses my cheek. I look in the corner and then to the bed, back to the corner, then the bed again. "Ok slave i'll give it to you tonight, you can sleep with me if you want, let you have your bed just one last time" I say and she nods climbing into the bed to which I follow in.
Cuddling up to her, my hands on her breasts and pulling her against me. I fall asleep with my nose buried in her hair, getting a good scent for her. "Get some sleep slave, tomorrow your real journey begins" I say squeezing her breasts and causing her to give a groan in pleasure and fear.
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