This is an edited version of my first story submitted to Literotica. I welcome all feedback as it may help me to write better stories. But remember if you have nothing nice to say,keep it to yourself.
Nasty is not helpful.
Special thanks to Charliegutzache for all his help.
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Blake and Leah had been together barely over one year, after meeting at a local fetish expo. Time after time, throughout the whole expo, They kept bumping into each other, as they viewed the exhibitor's wares, it seemed as if fate or destiny, was pulling them together, whether they wished it or not.
Blake decided the next time he caught another glimpse of the woman, he thought to himself, he would invite her to lunch and find out more about this mysterious woman. And as soon as he had that thought, he then turned around and to his surprise, there he was. He strode with purpose up to her and struck up a conversation with her. While he was making small talk with her, he was able to ascertain her name, and why such a meek looking woman like herself was here at the expo Leah cast her eyes downward at the last question.
She couldn't find the words to tell him she was looking for someone to relinquish her control too. Blake could tell she was here to find a Master. Only he could not tell whether or not she was newly released, ever owned, or owned and here with or without her Master's knowledge. Something he needed to find out.
He asked her to join him for some lunch. Though it required a little coaxing, it was during lunch that he found they shared the same interests and that she was never owned, Leah gave Blake her mobile number, and he said he would be in contact with her. But it was two weeks before he called. Leah had given up on the thought of him calling her. She had felt drawn to him, he made her feel weak, made her feel a strong desire to submit to him, even though she had only known him a short time.
His eyes were amber, which was an amazing colour compared to her dull brown ones. He was so much taller than she herself was, she only stood at 5'1 he was at least 6'5. He had a mop of red hair that looked like it could never be contained. It was so different from her long wavy dirty blonde locks. In the days after meeting him, she would imagine his hands pulling her hair as he fucked her.
The night Blake called Leah it took her by surprise, She was sitting on the couch with her laptop, wearing just a navy blue lacy bra and boy leg panties. She was about to log into a cam site to continue her search for a Master.
When Blake inquired what she was up to, he became angry and told her, that going on cam to look for a Master was dangerous and stupid.
Leah blurted out an, I'm sorry Sir, without thinking about what she as saying.
Blake grinned to himself. When he spoke next, what he said made Leah feel a mixture of feelings. He asked her if she would
He asked her if she would like to be trained by him to become his submissive, his slave.
Leah felt, scared, joy, uncertainty and worried, but she readily agreed.
The training had been hard and she made lots of mistakes but Blake had been patient with her.
It had been a crappy day at the office. The whole week had been stressful, Blake's PA had been painfully insubordinate if she had been Leah he would have taken her over his knee and beat her ass a nice shade of red,
However, she wasn't, he would deal with his PA on Monday. It was now Friday afternoon, knock off time at last. Time to enjoy a weekend of relaxing and playing.
Blake was hoping as he drove home that Leah wouldn't give him any trouble, he wasn't in the mood for any disobedience from her tonight. She would pay big time if she does play up. Back home Leah was in a misbehaving mood
She had completed all her daily tasks to perfection as she had all week, She went upstairs to the room she shared with Sir, and removed her clothes, She went back down to the sitting room where she poured Sir's favourite drink a glass of bourbon with three ice cubes. He had told her that three was the perfect amount to chill the bourbon just right for his liking. She placed it on the side table next to Sir's armchair.
Leah then knelt in her position by the front door to greet her Sir, There she played with her pussy and clit and brought herself to orgasm, more than once. She had created quite a puddle between her legs. She smiled and tasted her fingers as she finished off her last orgasm. And placed her hands on her knees palms up, legs spread. She heard Sir's car pull into the garage she sat up tall and bowed her head.
Blake put the house key into the lock and took a deep breath and opened the door, as he shut the door and turned around he saw Leah kneeling naked, in her greeting position, her hair down around her face. He smiled happily to see her obedience.
He noticed that her nipples were hard and erect He liked her large nipples the colour of them reminded him of a cup of milky coffee and her D cup breast, they weren't too perky nor overly droopy, they were a nice handful.
Then he noticed the wetness on her pussy and a puddle between her legs. The sun shining through the front window brought his attention to it.
It had only been two days since he had released her from the chastity belt. She had promised not to take what now belonged to him.
Her Pleasure.
He let a loud sigh and walked towards her, he spoke in a hushed but firm voice "Look at me"
Leah hesitated, a little too much; she knew she was in trouble.
Blake yanked on her collar, the collar that he had been placed around her delicate neck the day she relinquished all control to him
Leah's mind wandered remembering that day, It was the first time Sir had punished her hard, afterwards he held her tenderly and declared that she was his!. Yes, his.
Blake pulled on the collar again as he could tell her mind had wandered.
Leah looked up as Blake asked, "What have you done my slut?"
She looked up into his eyes and replied
"I took what is yours, Sir"
Blake shook his head and tutted and asked. "And what is that, hmm slut"
"My pleasure, Sir" Leah replied with fear.
The look in Sir's eyes when she admitted what she had done was like fire. He growled at her "You know that you must be punished"
Leah whispered, "yes Sir"
He grabbed a hand full of Leah's hair and pulled it yelling. "What did you say slut"?
Leah winced and replied louder and clearer "Yes. Sir, I deserve to be punished"
He glared down at her and asked: "Tell me why do you need to be punished"?
Leah looked up at Sir and replied. " I need to be punished because I broke the rule of playing and having an orgasm without your permission."
"Tell me, why do I have that rule for you, my slut?" Blake asked her.
Leah hung her head in shame and replied: "Because you want the both of us to enjoy my pleasure.". "I'm sorry Sir, I was feeling a little naughty, and I didn't intend to make you cross"
Blake shook his head and sighed, "This punishment is going to make you think twice before you take what's mine again"
Blake removed his tie and looped it through the ring on the collar and led Leah on her hands and knees to the playroom. He took her over to the padded spanking bench pulled her up pushed her roughly down onto it so she was face down ass up. Blake used ropes to tie her into place. A rope for each wrist and ankle. He placed a gag and a blindfolded on her then placed wireless ear buds into her ears no sounds were playing yet. He told her this was just the warm up the real punishment was yet to come. Those words sent shivers down Leah's spine, causing goosebumps along her body.
Blake dragged his nails down her back and asked: "Do you remember the signals?"
Leah nodded as her skin prickled at his nails down her back.
