This is the mostly true story of my first girlfriend and myself. It picks up on the second day we lived together. We had just had an argument, and I was at a crossroads, She had told me what she wanted... she wanted a Master, a boss someone to tell her what to do, tie her up, and fuck her into oblivion at a moments notice, and I was kind of a massive bitch at the time I was afraid, as I was only eighteen, and she was... fifty-two, which many will insult her, but I am sure they will be gutted to know that I was the one who had asked her out, and pursued her. She is an incredible BBW, or as I would come to call her my big beautiful bitch.
I was sat on the couch in the living room surrounded by a large amount of trash, and clutter, due to her spending most of her time with me. Due to my constant talking to her via Skype phone calls, and texts she had fallen behind in everything, and she wanted me to get her back on track, be a real man. I was in tears, alone, the women I loved was sitting in the next room, upset with me, and I was doing nothing to remedy the situation. I was a failure.
I knew I had only one option, but I didn't want to take it as I didn't want to be her Master, I wanted to be her partner. I had watched films for her and knew what she wanted, but could I? It wasn't me, but I loved her, and I... I needed to do something...
I stood up shaking, closed my eyes, and stormed my way into her office. "Alice" As I spoke I reached around her and firmly grabbed a hold of her lower jaw. "You, want to be mine, you want to be my sub, then it starts right now, am I understood?" I feel I should mention that as far as I remember I managed a confident expression when I did this, but in all honesty, I probably looked like a Christian seeing a VJ for the first time.
Alice stared at me, with shock, and clear fear, she knew I was a bitch, and even managing this much. She barely managed to mutter out an "ok" from the shock. I pulled myself close to her barely an inch away from her face. " Alice, that is not how you answer your, Master, slut." She stared into my eyes, swallowed hard "Yes, Master." I kissed her, our tongues pressing together, as I fully committed to making her happy.
I ran my fingers up through her hair, grabbing ahold as I pressed into her. She reached around and grabbed my ass. She squeezed it hard as I sucked on her tongue. I grabbed ahold of her wrist, and pulling away from her I said: "I am going to give you the first taste of what being my pet is going to be like." I pulled her to her feet and brought her to our bedroom.
The room itself was cluttered with a large queen-sized bed in the center a full length wardrobe at its foot two dressers on one side, a large sitting chair on the other, and underneath the floor to ceiling windows that the chair set next too was a foot high stool that stretched from one side of the window to the other. Everything was an off white, with a few golden accents here, and there. I brought her to the one open area in between the bed and the stool.
"Undress for me." My first command ever given her was a simple one, but this singular command would dictate the rest of our time together. She hesitated, only a few seconds, but still if I wanted to prove myself I needed to be on top of every situation at the start. She started to move to take off her shirt, but before she could I grabbed hold of her hands.
"Bend over the bed now." I forced my emotions down, my face finally managing to become solid, a stern look finally stretching over it, but I could not be her Master without care, not without the love that I felt so deeply to spur me onto this course. She shifted and bent herself over the bed arms together, feet slightly apart. She was a big woman at the time, she was fat yes, but not the ugly kind of fat, not the three hundred dollars at mc Donalds a week fat, more the lack of exercise, kind of fat. Her ass was big and round and soft to the touch.
I slowly reached up to her waist and pulled down her sweat pants revealing her ass that I craved so much. I pulled them down to her knees so I could see her cunt, covered in brown hair.
I knelt down behind her and stared at her sweet ass, and dripping pussy, It was plain to see that this turned her on yet she would never admit to it. I moved up her side, grabbing a hold of her hair, and pulling it back so she matched my gaze. "This is for not following my orders fast enough slut, you are to thank me forever... single... a swat on that fat ass of yours am I understood." She nodded, I pulled on her hair just enough for it to start to hurt.
"Y...Yes, Master!" she yelled. I smiled and moved behind her, I knew that I could hurt her, with this spanking, but I also knew that I probably was not strong enough to do anything major. At the time I was a five-seven slightly Doughy "Man" who had no right to be doing this whatsoever, it was only through... I don't know blind luck I managed to pull this off.
I brought my hand down hard on her ass, she moved forward away from it and howled out in pain. I waited a moment to check on her, to see if she was alright, not a word came from her the only thing she did was start to wiggle her ass, taunting me pulling the control I had away from me. I smiled knowing that MY BITCH was so strong, I leaned over her and whispered into her ear
"What do you say to your Master slut"? I almost burst out laughing when she gave that sharp inhale when she realized she forgot.
"I'm sorry, Master, Thank you, Master." I laughed slightly, trying to make it sound as if she were beneath me. "slut what are you?"
"I am yours, Master." She said I could almost hear her confident smirk that she had gotten it right. I brought my hand down hard on her ass again. "Incorrect slut."
"Thank you, Master." She waited a moment after realizing what she had just said: "I, I'm your slut, Master."
"Good." I slapped her ass again enjoying her ass jiggly in a way that I can only describe as mesmerizing. "What else are you"?
"Thank you, master. I... I'm your cockslut" I had never heard that one before, but I certainly loved it. Each slap was a massive confidence boost for me, and she knew it.
"What else slut?" once more I slapped her ass, and waited.
"Fuck! Thank you, Master. I'm your fuckbunny," Slap. "Agg, Thank you, Master..." Slap, Slap.
"What... Else slut?"
"Fuck, Master... I'm your cumrag, and... and your pet." Slap "MAster! Th... thank you, Master, I'm your fuck toy." Slap "Fuuuuu, agg, Master, thank you... I'm your plaything... agg" Slap. "Thank you, Master, I am your slave." Before the last slap, I looked down at her dripping wet cunt. Even in porn, I had never seen pussy juice running down someone's leg before. Slap "Agggg" She howled as she lurched forward her legs giving out as she came from the pain of her first punishment. "Thank you... Master, I am yours." she slowly panted out after finally coming down.
"I am proud of you Alice" I Kissed her forehead and moved back behind her. "But we, aren't done. We have spent the last two fucking years talking about this shit, and if you think I am done, you are wrong my sweet cockwhore." I pulled her pants back up, and let her rest a moment before pulling her to her feet.