As I drove up to my new slave's home I called her on my cell.
"Have you been a good, slave, my little Kat?" I quiz her. "You have not touched your pussy or your nipples all week as promised have you? Have you!"
"Well…….."
"Slave, what is my rule? Yes master or no master and nothing else unless I give permission. Saying "well", sounds as if you are about to make another excuse."
"Yes, master"
"That's better. Have you obeyed your master's wishes?"
"No master"
"What have you done to disobey me? You may speak."
"I have touched my pussy, I could not resist."
"Slave, you realize you will be severely punished for this. However, I do appreciate your honesty. I will be arriving in an hour and I expect you to be dressed and prepared as I have instructed. Now tell me what I want to hear and say, goodbye"
"Master, please fuck me hard, I need it from you. Bye, my master."
I have told my slave to tell me certain things I like to hear from her lips. I will give my slave one thing, she does have a sexy voice that turns me on when she talks dirty for me.
Before my arrival I had many instructions for my slave. Some of which she did not like. Some of which I did for my own amusement. Some of which I did for my own pleasure, inevitably that is the goal.
I told Kat beginning 30 days prior to our meeting that any shaving must be stopped. Her legs, underarms, and pussy should grow naturally for me. I would derive pleasure from removing the hair when I am ready. I realized that this may bring discomfort and embarrassment depending on what she chose to wear, but thems the breaks. She felt she may be unattractive with this request and I told her to the contrary I want to see her natural as can be. And my pleasure is what must be most important to her.
I told her despite her no longer shaving I expected the rest of her grooming to be exquisite. Nice manicured fingernails and toes painted a deep red, a perfume not too sweet or overdone, and an overall scrubbing of her entire body, lipstick of a light color as well and light on the make up.
I wanted scented candles lit throughout her house as I would be arriving early evening. My choice of scents a vanilla for the main part of the house and cocoanut for her bedroom would do fine with perhaps some cinnamon, the bathroom area with ocean sea breeze. I expected all her regular chores to be complete, laundry, cleaning, etc.
I ordered lobster boiling in the kitchen and a pitcher of ice tea waiting for my arrival.
I ordered her dressed in the smallest dress she owned, no bra or panties allowed with pumps. I told her that I may be tearing this dress so for her to make sure it is old and disposable.
I wanted her bedroom laid out prepared, handcuffs on bed and ties, toys laid out on a towel, oils, and lotions available.
As I drove, I wondered if she had truly followed all of my instructions, she had already broken one request; her not touching her pussy for a week to build up anticipation of my arrival. I would be very unhappy if she was to simply not do my requests in order to get punished. So I thought it out as I drove if I was not satisfied with her preparation would I punish her or disappoint her with no reaction.
I know how hot and horny she could be as I had witnessed her masturbating for me on a webcam, using her different toys on herself, fucking her toys in the ass and pussy and exposing herself for me close up. Giving me a demonstration on her oral skills giving head to a dildo that closely resembled a cock, cumming for me many times. I had her do anything I could think of on camera trying to push her to her limits. I knew how uncomfortable she was with it at first. But as she got comfortable with me she seemed to just let loose. I even had her squat over a bucket and pee for me on cam. I really had not found what her limits were and felt I had explored all I could with the cam; however I still got extreme pleasure in watching her. I would call her on the phone and direct her actions on the cam, getting her to give me as many angles and experiences as I could think of. Not only with the webcam had I challenged my Slave's limits I had come with many creative ideas for her pleasure, humiliation, submissiveness and needs.
As we became familiar with each other I started demanding from her ideas of what turns her on, trying to gauge her limits. Waiting for her to be ready to begin our journey together as master and slave. Starting with simple ideas, knowing that in the back of my mind I had an entire vision plotted out.
At first we explored various toys that we purchased off the internet. Kat would turn her cam on and give them a good horny workout for me. One toy purchased was a four inch butt plug. I had her insert it for me and slowly fuck her ass a bit with it. I wanted her to train herself to keep it inserted at all times when necessary. I would instruct her to wear it inserted first during the weekends then as she progressed I had her wear no underwear and her butt plug to work.
I would call my slave at any time I pleased. One time calling her at four a.m. demanding she masturbate and cum for me. One time I called her at work, it was her lunch time, and I instructed her to call when she arrived at the nearest fast-food establishment.
When she called me I could already hear the lust in her voice, as I instructed her to lock the door, put the seat down on the toilet, and sit down. She got back on the line and told me that the door did not lock, but that she was in her own stall. That was fine; perhaps getting caught might arouse her further. I had her raise her skirt and sit on the toilet.
"Slave is your butt plug inside you?" I asked her.
"Yes master" she moaned.
"Are you aroused my pretty little Kat?
"Yes master"
"Are you gonna fuck your little wet pussy for your master and cum for him?"
"Yes master"
"If someone comes in the bathroom you must not stop. You must keep fingering yourself and have your orgasm. Is that clear, slave?"
"Yes master" she replied with hesitation.
"You may begin and I want to hear you cum for me so moan loudly as you can. I understand if someone comes in you must be quieter. Please your master, slave."
"Yes, master."
I could sense her change in breath as I could envision her sitting on the toilet fingering her sweet pussy. She was getting very excited moaning a bit as I encouraged her whispering nasty ideas into her ear.
"I am that cock in your ass right now as you sit on me fingering that pussy. Fuck that cock; make that pussy cum for me."
I could hear her breathing change as what I assumed was someone had entered the bathroom.
"Don't you dare stop. I would not stop fucking you right now. My cock up your ass. Cum for me. Cum for your master, Kat. I want to hear you. Cum."
I could hear her breathing getting back to her excited rhythm. But she was being much quieter. I could hear water running in the background as someone must have been washing their hands. She let a moan escape her lips. She whispered, "I'm cumming"
"What did you say?" I said to make her speak it out louder.
"Cumming" she moaned a bit louder than she meant to I am sure. And I listened to her cum for me.
Call me when you are back in your car." I told her.
When she called I asked her to tell me how she felt and if it turned her on knowing some stranger was so close as she masturbated.
She told me it was so intense when she heard the door open. That she was already close when the woman came in. she said she could not wait for the woman to leave and that when she told me she was cumming the second time she was sure the woman heard her as she was walking out because the woman hesitated before opening the door. As she left the bathroom she felt that everyone was staring at her, she felt so embarrassed but so turned on once she was safely in her car.
Another time I called my slave and she just happened to be driving home on a Saturday afternoon. I was feeling a bit horny myself so I wanted to see what my slave was up to. She had been shopping and was walking out to her car. When she got to her car I told her to drive. As she drove I told her all the things I wish I was doing to her, getting her pussy wet. She drove with one hand on the wheel and one hand buried in her pussy. I told her to find a place to pull over immediately. She pulled into a parking lot of Home Depot. I told her to park in a slot mid way to the store. I could sense her reluctance knowing she was in public view. But would anyone really notice? I doubt it.
"Is your pussy wet?" I whispered to her.
"Yes, master" she whispered back.
