Ryssa put on her eyeliner, one black stroke after another lining her top and bottom lids carefully. The dark tint brought out the vibrant green of her large eyes. After applying the last layer of ivory powder to her face, she went over her outfit once again. On her slightly smaller-than-normal body, Ryssa donned a black corset shirt that pushed her large breasts up and out. The green lace that outlined the corset and colored the laces matched perfectly with the black tutu skirt that landed mid thigh meant to show off shapely legs. Ryssa's black leather boots laced tightly to the knee. The girl wanted everything to be perfect tonight for this was the last night of her own free will. She had made up her mind to give herself to Him. Her nipples were already hardening at the thought. Not to mention to moisture growing in her intimate folds between her legs.
The young woman smoothed out the fabrics one last time anxiously, watching the clock hit eight 'o' clock.
"Crap! I'm late!" Ryssa realized as she grabbed her purse and ran for the door. She pulled her short, dark brown hair into pig tails before opening her car door and stuffing herself inside. The key slid into the ignition and quickly rushed out of her apartment building parking lot. Oh how she hoped her Sir wouldn't notice her tardiness. Maybe he would be late, too? Most likely not though.
The girl got to the little urban home via mapquest directions and saw her Sir's new, clean Eclipse sitting in the driveway. Ryssa parked on the street and rubbed the fabric over her pussy, temporarily relieving the pressure on her clit.
The butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she rushed to the front door and shakily hit the door bell. Ryssa fell to her knees on the front steps in one of the many positions her master expected her to comply to. Her eyes locked to the ground and she kept her hands with their tidy black nails clasped behind her. She knew to push out her breasts which were showing most of her cleavage as it was. Nervous was an understatement at this point. She was not only nervous, but she was excited to finally be able to please her Sir for the first time.
The heavy wooden door clicked from a lock then swung open. A small gust of wind hit Ryssa's skin and was followed by a facade of goosebumps where it made contact. Polished black loafers came into sight as a large, firm hand traced along her jaw line.
"Hello, my Kitten. You know what you must do to enter." Sir required her to give herself to him fully, and into his care, or for her to leave. Ryssa knew the consequences of both and thought hard again for a long minute before answering. She listened to her surroundings, and noticed how the neighbors were quite spaced apart. She heard a dog barking in the distance. The woods surrounding the area were thicker than she was used to seeing, also. Ryssa sighed as she answered.
"Master, my Sir, I give myself to you. I will be your slave, your kitten, to use and abuse to your will. I will no longer have a say and will obey you to the fullest. For my love of you is much greater than any material object", Ryssa took a deep breath, "Take me master."
Just as her words finished, Sir leaned and placed a one inch wide and slightly thick leather collar around the girls neck and clicked the lock before pocketing the key. She knew this was it. Her Sir's answer. He accepted her. "From now on, Pup, you may not speak or make a sound, or do anything without my permission. I will not give chances. If you mess up, you will be punished."
Master grabbed the collar and lifted her to her feet. He gazed into her eyes, which were now full of fear and lust. Sir traced a large finger over her swollen pink lips before pressing his against her. He kissed her hot, waiting mouth. She tasted of vanilla. Master let his tongue tighten and dance around hers, nipping her lips occasionally and listening to her little yelps and moans when he snuck a hand under her skirt and panties and touched her swollen clit. He took his other hand to firmly grasp the back of her head and pull her hair making her coochy melt with her sweet juices into his hands. He brought the soaked fingers up to her lips and Ryssa instinctively sucked them clean, never breaking eye contact.
Master smiled as he took in the view of his kitten. Oh, he was a happy man now. Master clicked a leash on the collar and commanded his Kitten to get on all fours. She was to crawl while being given a tour of his home.
Sir showed her the large kitchen and matching dining room then proceeded to the bathrooms, and bedrooms. One room was extremely small, windowless and was only occupied by two blankets thrown on the floor in the corner. The carpet was rough and there were no lights in this room. But she noticed the U-Rings clips bolted to the ground. It looked as if it were once a walk in closet mainly because it was right off of her Masters bedroom. But Master never did explain to Kitten what this room was for.
His bedroom had a large kind size bed with black satin sheets, pillows and a deep purple comforter. A simple set of hinge handcuffs hung from the black wrought iron frame. A large LCD T.V sat across from the bed. Master also had his own large bathroom with a sauna, tub and shower. The counters were made of white ivory and was accompanied by silver faucets.
Master took Kitten to the dungeon which was located below the house. Kitten struggled down the stairs on all fours, her eyes widening in terror and excitement when she was the array of toys and machinery to be used on her.
"You better be good, Kitten." Master slapped her ass hard with those words.
"Ow!" Kitten yelped loudly. Master would not settle for obnoxious slaves. He hooked the leash on the wall and went to a toy chest nearest him. Rummaging through the organized mess, Sir found just what he needed: a large, red ball gag. He walked back over to Kitten who looked up at him with large, pleading eyes. Master opened her mouth forcefully with his hand then shoved the ball in and locked it behind her head.
A tear rolled down Kitten's cheek as she slid a hand underneath her body and to her pussy. It was soaking through her panties already. Kitten moved them aside to rub at her clit, which had hardened to a little nub. Master caught a glimpse of her naughty actions and went on one knee next to her. Kittens body form-fitted to master's knee when he placed her over it quickly. Master landed five harsh slaps to her soft, tiny ass over her skirt. Kitten screamed against the ball which got her five more slaps. The skin on her ass was beginning to glow a fiery red as she silently cried over his lap.
"I said no sounds, young lady. And I did not give you permission to play with yourself. This will only get worse if you do not listen to me." Master followed his sentence by flipping up her skirt. Underneath she wore little purple panties, just big enough to cover most her ass. Sir caught a finger under the elastic. Kitten gasped but dared not cry out. Master slowly took down the panties showing off flawless pale skin and a wet pussy. Sir stood up the quivering girl and led her with her panties under her tush to a bench near by. As Master sat, he pulled Kitten face down over his gray suit-pants clad lap which had more room rather than when they were on the floor.
The sound of the A/C went on which brought back the goosebumps along Kitten's skin. Master lifed the skirt again and slightly parted her legs. He could already smell her pussy beckoning him. Sir ran a finger over her pussy, barely even touching it as Kitten looked back innocently. Though she was not a virgin, she was still very tight. Many times, just two fingers stretched her.
Sir pushed a finger into her moistening pussy, thrusting slowly, then adding a second. He watched kitten clench her teeth over the rubber ball and press her eye lids closed tight. He knew she wanted to moan, to yell out, and she was trying her hardest to obey him.
"Good Kitten. You may cry out." Master pulled up the sleeves to his red and black striped business shirt enforced the words when he rubbed her asshole with his finger lubed with her own fluids. Every time Sir passed over the tight hole, he pressed a little deeper until he was in to his first knuckle, then the second, with another finger still in her pussy.
