My Girlfriend's Master

By Psycho Lotus

“I'll pick you up in a hour,” Sara said before hanging up and putting the phone back into her purse.

Sara was wearing a short pink ruffled skirt and a tight black tank top which outlined her large breasts. Her pointy nipples showed through her shirt and screamed for me to pinch them. I was finishing up with the dishes when she came to the door to pick me up. She looked so cute in her little outfit. I just wanted to kiss her right there. We decided we would go out for lunch then do some shopping. Sara and I had been seeing each other for a few weeks. We both had boyfriends but enjoyed the soft touch of a woman.

She drove to her favorite café and we ate sandwiches and decadent chocolate cake. We held hands as we looked at clothes in little boutique shops laughing and enjoying each other's company. I loved the way her auburn hair curled behind her ears and those sexy pink pouty lips. I couldn't help myself and kissed her deeply on the street for everyone to see. She blushed and giggled but did not pull away.

After an uneventful day of shopping she took me back to her house. We drank chilled iced tea on her deck and put our feet up on the matching lounge chairs. We talked about what we wanted to do the rest of the summer and dreamed about vacations and hot men. She got up and came over to my chair where I was stretched out enjoying the warm sun. She sat down and began to gently run her fingers up my thigh. She loved to tease me. The look on her face told me she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I leaned forward and kissed her. It was a long sensuous kiss. The kind that only two woman can share. I kissed her neck and shoulders, pulling the thin fabric of her shirt away holding her in my arms. I reached up under her shirt and roughly cupped her breast. She whimpered and squirmed in my arms. I was so wet for her.

She pushed me back on the chair and straddled my waist with her firm, sexy thighs. We continued kissing and fondling, playfully teasing each other until we couldn't stand it any more. We enjoyed this little game. We would stroke and play with each other with out taking any clothes off until we thought we would explode with lust. I just couldn't take it anymore; I grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her perky tits bounced out and I began squeezing them roughly then sucking hard on her pink nipples. She unbuttoned my shirt and helped me slip off my shorts. Forcefully she spread my legs and started fingering my wet pussy. I arched my back and she pushed another finger into me. With her other hand she rubbed my clit pushing me closer to the edge. I was lost in the sensations coursing through my body. I was completely hers and she new it. Looking up I saw an evil grin on her face. She was going to try and keep me from coming as long as possible. Her fingers wondered to my puckered rose bud, gently pushing me open. I love it when she fingers my ass. Just when I was about to cum I heard a door slam loudly. We both jumped and looked at the stocky man standing in the doorway.

“Slave, what are you doing?” his commanding voice rang out in to the sultry summer heat.

“Nothing Master. I told you I was going out to lunch with Jamie today.” Sara responded as she climbed off me and lowered her eyes to the ground.

“You did not say you were going to fool around with her,” the man responded.

“ Sorry Master, It just happened.”

Her Master tried to look stern but smiled and shook his head. Then he came over to me and introduced himself. “Hello Jamie. We have never met. I am Master David, your friend Sara is my slave. We live together and I'm very happy with her, most of the time.”

I was speechless. Sara told me she lived with her boyfriend but neglected to mention that she was a submissive. Why would she hide this from me? I grabbed my things and headed for the door. I got three steps before Master David grabbed my arm. “Where do you think you're going?” he said staring down into my eyes.

“I was going to leave so you two could be alone.” I said.

“No, you are going to watch while I punish her.”

“Punish her?” I shot back at him. “You're a sick freak and I don't want anything to do with your games.”

“Not another word out of you. Your as guilty as she is.”

I stared at him in total disbelief. Who does this guy think he is to bully me like that? Sara was trying to hide on her knees in the corner. She looked absolutely terrified.

“Both of you, go down the basement and wait for me there,” He commanded.

Sara and I just looked at each other scared and confused.

“I said NOW.”

Sara got up and ran through the house and down the basement stairs, I reluctantly followed. Where I expected and ordinary basement full of boxes and old furniture I was horrified to find a small dungeon. Chains hung from the ceiling and an examination table sat ominously in the middle of the floor. On one wall there was an X-frame and all sorts of whips, paddles, shackles and other devices hung from hooks. In the opposite corner there was a small room fenced off with a bed and chair in it. I just stood there frozen. I couldn't believe anyone would be sick enough to actually put a dungeon in their basement. Sara kneeled down on the concrete floor with her head bowed. Something bad was going to happen and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Sara was going to be punished for fooling around with me. I hoped he wouldn't hurt her too badly.

I turned around when I heard heavy steps and a door being locked. Then Master David came down the stairs. “Aren't you two supposed to be naked by now?” he said.

Sara quickly scrambled to take off her clothes, set then neatly on a chair and kneel down as before. I just stood there. He came over and began to kiss me gently on my lips then working his way down my neck. This man oozed sex, charisma and taste. I melted into his arms. I couldn't resist him as he held me there running his hands down my body. “Please take off your clothes dear. I'll be gentle with you,” he whispered into my ear.

Slowly I stripped off my clothes, laying them neatly on top of Sara's. I could believe the power this man had. “Now kneel down next to Sara.” He gently urged.

I did and he walked around the room looking for the right instrument. He returned with two red leather cuffs which he buckled around my wrists then hooked together in front of me. Pulling lightly on my arm he helped me to my feet and raised my arms above my head. He walked me over to a chain dangling from the ceiling and clipped my wrists to it. My body was stretched and my breasts jutted forward obscenely. He grabbed me and again began kissing me. His hands wondered between my legs and I gratefully opened them for him. He stroked my slick thigh and parted my waiting pussy lips with his strong hands. I moaned as he tickled my clit playing my body like an instrument.

With one last kiss he pulled away and went to Sara, leaving me squirming. He bent down next to her, grabbed her chin, pulling he head up and kissed her deeply. She was a rag doll in his arms. Not for one second did she resist him. I could tell he loved her. There was a chemistry between the two. He guided her over to the X-frame and secured her wrists and ankles using leather cuffs. She was stretched taunt at his mercy. Her butt cheeks tightened as she readjusted her footing and her long blond hair streamed down her back. He gently pushed her hair over her shoulder and stroked he beautiful body. It surprised me that I thought she was standing there, cuffed to the boards. It looked natural, like she belonged there in his grasp.

Master David's hand came down hard on her ass. The sound made me jump. I cringed just thinking about the pain he could cause her. He picked up a small whip from the wall and stood behind her careful that he did not block my view. He wanted me to see every horrid detail of her punishment. The blows were gentle at first, almost playful. Then he began to hit her harder and harder. She did not make a sound only the swooshing sound as the leather whip hit her. Red welts started to form on her back, ass and thighs. She squirmed each time the whip came down, grinding her hips in to wood. The whole thing was mesmerizing. The way he swung the whip through the air and the way she took the blows without complaint encouraging him to continue with her lewd movements. When he stopped I could hear her crying softly. I would be screaming my head off if he did that to me.

After one last hard stroke he stopped, put the whip on a small table and got a bottle of water from a miniature refrigerator against the wall. He walked around her and lifted the bottle to her lips to let her drink. It was bizarre watching such a tender gesture after a brutal whipping. He stroked her ass and hips then ran his fingers between her cheeks. She whimpered and I was amazed at her arousal. She really was turned on from being whipped. Master David unzipped his pants and pulled out his large pink cock. He eased himself into her and slowly began stoking in and out. I glanced downward, embarrassed to be watching him fuck her. This was a private thing that I knew I shouldn't be watching. Suddenly, she screamed as she cum, her body pulling on the leather straps that were holding her there. “Good Slave!” He whispered to her as she calmed down.

He pulled his dick out of her then removed the rest of his clothes. He had a broad muscular body and a large penis that bobbed awkwardly between his legs. I could see the wetness from her pussy glistening on his cock. I was terrified when he came over to me and kissed me hard. Oh God, he was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do, I thought. His hard cock rubbed against my thigh as he fondled me. “Did you like our little show?” He whispered. “Now it is time for me to have fun with you.”

“No please.” I yelled.

I resisted him pulling against the cuffs. However my body was surrendering to his tender touch and I wanted him inside me. He reached up and unclipped my arms from the chain and then reclipped them together behind my back. He led me over to the examination table and roughly bent me over the side. He grabbed my hips and thrusted his cock inside me. I screamed as he violated me. He was huge. I had never been spread this wide. I didn't know if my tender pussy could take all of him. He grabbed my hips and pulled me deeper on to his cock. My pussy spasm then relaxed letting him have me. I had enjoyed rough sex before but this was amazing. Twice I came for him, my moans and screams echoed off the concrete walls. Suddenly he pulled out his cock, unhooked my wrists and left me bent over, panting on the table.

Master David moved over toward Sara, unbuckled the leather straps that held her to the X-frame and pushed her on her knees. He commanded her to clean his dick with her mouth. She made quick business of licking his cock and balls clean and began to suck him.

After a while I pushed my self up from the table and began to watch them eagerly. He was holding her head, forcing her to take his whole cock in her mouth. He pulled Sara to her feet and led her over to the table. I took a few steps out of their way as he strapped her down with he knees bent and legs spread obscenely. I could clearly see her shaved pussy, glistening wet, just waiting to be fucked. He pulled up a chair and a small table of instruments and sat down between her legs. First he gently stroked her mound and her lips. She tried to thrust her hips closer to his hand. He smacked her pussy hard and told her to stay still. Off the table he took 4 ordinary wooden clothespins and slowly clipped them to her engorged pussy lips, 2 on each side. Using some duct tape he taped the clips to her thighs. Now her pussy was spread open waiting to be dissected. He took a large blue vibrator and began teasing her clit and running it up and down her spread open slit. He pushed it forcefully into her pussy and turned it on high. The he picked up a slightly smaller vibrator, this one happened to be pink and ran it around her puckered ass hole. “Relax your ass,” he said pushing the tip inside her.

She whimpered as he pushed it the rest of the way in. She was now spread open and plugged in both holes. Her engorged clit stood straight up begging for attention. He turned both vibrators up to high and left her there.

“You better not cum,” He said as he walked around the table and kissed her.

She kissed him back passionately and he began to squeeze and pay with her perky, vulnerable breasts. He traced around each nipple lightly then pinched and twisted them. Sara arched her back, pulling on the leather straps that held her hands above her head, trying to push herself closer to the hands that were kneading her breasts.

Then he stopped touching her. Sara screamed in frustration. She was very close to coming but he was not going to give her the pleasure. He walked back around the table and turned both vibrators off. I could see her trying to flex the muscles in her stomach and thighs to get some relief. Instead she was left there, tied up and stuffed, with her juices running on to the table. Master David scanned the room looking for where I had wondered off to.

While he was playing with Sara, I had quickly ran up the stairs but remembered that Master David had locked the door before he came in. I can back down the stairs and looked for some place to hide. I found a corner where some boxes of Christmas decorations had been stacked and crotched down beside them. Thoughts would not stop circling in my head. He just raped me but, I liked it so he didn't really rape me. How could Sara enjoy being whipped like that? He back was striped with red welts. That had to have hurt like hell, but she didn't resist or scream. What kind if perverse relationship did they have? I had never met a real live submissive before, only read about girls who liked pain to the point that it aroused them. I was scared and excited. Could I learn to enjoy pain? Is this something that can be taught?

Abruptly, I was brought out of my musing when Master David grabbed my arm and hauled back to the center of the room.

“Trying to hide from me?” he said. “I'm not done with you yet, little girl. “He roughly pulled me over to a bench and bent me over with my ass in the air. “Have you had anal sex before?”

“Once or twice but I hated it.” I pleaded trying to cover my ass with my bound wrists.

“You'll like it by the time I'm done with you.”

“No. Please don't!” I begged him.

He didn't listen and grabbed my hips and began to position his cock ant the entrance to my asshole. He firmly pushed into me reaching around to tickle my clit with his left hand. I found my body relaxing and letting in his invading member. My ass was on fire and I felt so full. He slowing began to move his cock around inside me, pulled out half way and pushed hard back in. He increased his speed and held on tightly to my wide hips. Surprisingly as he fucked me faster and faster I began to enjoy it. I had never felt so close to a man, so possessed, so owned. He stroked my inner core and I came screaming loudly. He continued to use me, enjoying the little extra padding compared to Sara, until he came squirting deep into my ass. He pulled out when his cock had grown soft and left me there, panting with my ass in the air.

He then got dressed, taking time to make sure his hair was not messed in a small mirror. He walked over to that table that Sara was strapped to and turned both vibrators on high and played with her clit. It took her less then a minute to cum. He left her buzzing and squirming on the table and walked over to the toys hanging on the wall. He picked up a few straps and came over to me.

“You can leave now. Sara will be more than happy to drive you home after I release her. If you never want to see either of us again we understand.” He paused then continued.

“Sara told me that you were curious about the lifestyle. Do you want to know what it feels like to be bound and helpless? ”

I stared at him transfixed. What was he really asking? Yes, I had fantasized about being tied up and serving a Master. I had even spent a few lonely nights looking at bondage porn on the net. But this was different. Could I trust this pervert? Sara seemed to. The love they shared was awe-inspiring. “Yes…um…Sir.” I said meekly.

Without a response he grabbed my arm and let me over to the caged off area of the basement. He guided me inside and followed after. The cage could hold about four people comfortably but it only contained one small bed and a chair. He sat me down on the bed and buckled two red leather cuffs around my ankles that matched the ones on my wrists. He gently lifted my chin with his strong hands and bent down to kiss me. Then he held up a pink ball gag and instructed me to open my mouth. I complied, unsure of what I had said yes to and he gradually pushed the pink rubber ball in to my mouth and buckled the strap around my head. Then he told me to lay on my stomach. He pulled my arms behind my back and clipped a strange leather harness to my wrist cuffs. He went around the bed and clipped my ankle cuffs to the other side of the harness. He then tightened the straps until I was in a tight hogtie which allowed no movement.

Master David stood up and went over to where Sara was still tied up on the table. He removed the vibrators, washed and put them a way. My body tensed up when I heard Sara scream when the clothespins were pulled off her swollen pussy lips. He rubbed then to help the blood flow and unstraped her from the table. She slowly got up and stretched her muscles while he put the remaining equipment away. She came over to him and he held her to his muscular chest. They kissed tenderly then she walked over to the cage and sat next to me on the bed. Her Master followed carrying another ball gag and straps. She opened her mouth willingly to accept the gag, a bright red one that matched her sultry lips. She laid on her stomach next to me and he hog-tied her the same as I was. The straps were pulled so tight she could hold her ankles with her outstretched arms. He pulled out a few small brass keyed locks and locked both her harness and mine to the ankle and wrist cuffs. We were stuck in strict hog-ties until he decided to let us free. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs. The fact that I was completely at his mercy turned me on like nothing before. He kissed both of us on the forehead and walked out of the cage. He locked the cage door shut and made his way upstairs. Before he left he turned off the light and locked the basement door.

I struggled for a few minutes then realized that it was pointless. I couldn't feel Sara move at all. The darkness scared me, and I panicked. What if he forgets about us? What if someone else comes in his house and sees us here tied up naked? I soon realized these thought were ridiculous. Nothing was going to hurt me. I was safer here then walking on the street. A relaxing calm swept over me and I began to doze. My muscles ached but there was nothing I could do and quickly put the thought out of my mind. Then next thing I know the light was switched back on and I was zapped back to reality. I don't know if I had been there minutes or hours. Master David unlocked the cage and came in and sat on the chair.

“You have no idea how beautiful you two look tied up like that.” He said. Then he pulled out a digital camera and began snapping shots. He walked around behind us and I felt fingers caressing my pussy lips. I could tell by the expression on her face Sara was being touched also. I tried to spread my legs but could only move about an inch. He teased his way inside my lips and pushed two fingers deep into my dripping wet pussy. He fucked me as I moaned into the gag and pulled on the straps. His fingers wondered to my engorged clit and rubbed it viciously. When I came it was one of the best experiences of my life. I felt free and alive even though I was bound tight and gagged. I knew this was what I had been craving. To be used and played with, completely vulnerable to the whims of a powerful but loving man. I was now complete.

Master David unlocked us and rubbed oil into our aching limbs. He then helped us up to his bed on the second floor. I slept on his left, Sara on his right.

Then next morning I woke up alone and very sore. It took some time for me to get out of bed and use the bathroom. I went down the stairs and looked around. Sara and David were out on the deck talking and laughing enjoying their breakfast. I went to go look for my clothes and spotted an envelope with my name on it and a shiny metal collar sitting on the kitchen counter. I opened the envelope and inside was a typed note in a rather fancy font.

Dear Jamie,

Sara and I greatly enjoyed your company last night, so much so that I have decided to collar you as my new sub. If you are willing to submit to me, I will take care of you as I do with Sara. You will move in to my house as soon as you can and you will never have to worry about money. In exchange, you will sign over all your rights to me so that I can train you to be a good sub. Sara and you will be my two pets and I will take great pleasure from you. If you do not want this lifestyle then please leave now. Your clothes and things are waiting for you by the door along with some money to get a cab. If you do agree to give up your freedom and serve me, put the collar on and come outside naked and kneel before me. I will take this as a sign of your submission. Take all the time you need. This is a big decision and you should think seriously about what will make you happy. You may not change your mind later. I do not take lightly people who waste my time.

Sincerely,

Master David

I reread the letter three times, hanging on his every word. This is the kind of offer I had only dreamed about. I couldn't believe people actually did this. I was waiting for the punch line, someone to jump out and say “surprise”. This couldn't be real. I didn't even know this man and he was asking me to give up everything for his pleasure. What about my job and my family? What would they think? They would have me committed. This was insane. But I wanted it more then anything. I couldn't stop smiling. I felt like I had won the lottery. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I reached over and picked up the metal collar. It was made of brushed aluminum and had an interesting circular pattern etched into the metal. It was about 2 inches wide and looked severe but striking. There was no clasp on the ends just two small holes. In the middle was a D-ring welded to the metal. It looked expensive like a custom piece of jewelry. I looked toward the screen door to make sure Sara and her Master were still outside and then put the collar on. I held the two end together and went to find a mirror. The metal edges bit into my shoulders but it was not extremely tight around my neck. In a bathroom mirror I looked at myself naked with this metal collar around my neck. Surprisingly I found that the collar laid beautifully against my neck and shoulders. The contrast between my pale skin and the silver was stunning. I felt attractive, seductive, whole. This was what I had wanted with out even knowing it.

I rushed out of the bathroom, through the kitchen and out the screen door. Master David and Sara stopped their conversation and looked at me in all my naked glory. I knelt down in front of Master David and tried to cover my nakedness. He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes.

“Are you sure this is what you want? Are you willing to completely submit to me?”

I paused, giving it a second thought then said, “Yes. I want to submit to you. Please train me to be just like Sara.”

He smiled and kissed me. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small keyed lock which he threaded through the holes at the ends if my collar and snapped together. “This collar will be a constant reminder that you are now my property. Wear it proudly as you would a wedding ring.”

“Yes…Master,” I whispered.

“Now go inside and get dressed. I will drive you over to your apartment so you can pick up a few things. I'm very excited that you have realized who you truly are and what will make you happy.”

“Thank you.” I said as I kissed and hugged him. Then I went into the house and started my new life.