Katie was a young girl with a strange fetish. She loved to be a slave and have her man be a master. Although many people had such a fetish, she liked being a slave to a large degree. She looked since she was eighteen and right out of foster care, having grown up with no known family, on websites for slaves needing masters or masters needing slaves. Two years of trying out at least a dozen men, none of them satisfied her enough. That was until she met Jake.
Jake was the one to contact her. Something about her bright red locks of straight hair down to her waist and dazzling green eyes stunned him. He couldn't help but to become hard as he looked over her pictures. Most she was in normal attire but some she wore sexy lingerie which showed off her well-toned legs and curvy yet slender bodice. She was a prize worth having and Jake knew he needed her.
They went out a couple of times as a normal date to discuss things. Once it was out to a fancy restaurant, Jake's treat, and then the next time was a picnic at night in the park. That was when they discussed their desires at last. Katie liked everything he had to say and they agreed. Katie signed an agreement that night stating that she was willingly going to live in his home and obey his commands, as long as she did not become terribly injured or killed that was.
The next night, Katie moved in. Immediately she was forced to strip down to nothing in the main room as soon as the door was shut and locked up tight. Jake tossed her a black thong, a lacey black bra and some black high heels.
"Get dressed slut. We'll go over the rules and routine." Jake demanded.
Katie did as she was told without a word. She put on the clothes and smiled flirtatiously at the handsome man, standing at six feet even with a muscled body, tan skin; tattoos covered his arms and legs. He wore Dickie's black shorts and a light blue T-shirt that made his blue eyes stand out even more.
Jake grabbed a leash and collar off the wall and approached. He clipped the collar on and tugged the leash. Katie knew instantly that she was to follow like a good girl. Her heels clicked on the ground as Jake held the leash tight, forcing Katie to be very close to him as they walked through the house. At the bedroom he stopped and pointed. "You are expected to please me every night before bed."
He yanked the leash and continued. They stopped outside of another room with nothing more than a mattress on the floor, a large mirror on a desk covered in makeup, lotions and brushes. "You're expected to stay looking good at all times. You'll sleep there, chained to the bed."
Another yank and more walking. The tour went on for about an hour in the large house. Rules were listed as was the routine of things. Katie was not allowed to speak once, merely nod her head that she understood.
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DAY EIGHT.
Jake arrived at home from work. He instantly went to Katie's room and unlocked it, swinging open the door. She awoke with a fright, jumping up and gasping but relaxing once she noticed it was just her master. Her happiness faded away as soon as she saw the anger in his eyes.
"M-master?" She whimpered, looking up at him in fear. Her ankle hurt slightly from the chain attached from her ankle to the ground.
He leaned over and undid the lock, freeing her ankle. Immediately Katie began to rub the spot but only for a second. As Jake hovered over her she scrambled to her feet and ran to the mirror where she quickly got ready. She had been nude while sleeping and was now dressing into the thong and bra provided on the shelf. Today it was blood red.
Once Katie was standing in front of Jake, tall and proper as she was told, he grabbed her arm and yanked her to the ground. Katie knew what to do. She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his black work pants and tugged them to the ground. His cock was hard and ready for her already. She leaned forward, opening her mouth and allowing his thick eight inch dick to slide its way into his maw and down her throat. She choked a little at first but regained composure and began to bob her head back and forth, her lips tight on his shaft. One hand moved to his balls as she massaged them. The other scratched at his thigh. Her teeth gently went over his shaft every now and then as she sucked. This caused Jake to groan happily. But still, her master was not having a good day thanks to issues at work.
This was not getting his anger out one bit and so he shoved her off of him. Katie tumbled back onto her ass. The concrete floor was cold and it hurt. With a confused and surprised look she got to her feet. "Master?" She inquired.
"This way." He demanded and turned, walking away and expecting the young woman to follow - as she did. They went down the hallway and he opened the door that led to the room in the basement. It was called the dungeon. Inside there was a wall covered in toys, another in whips and chains and things of that nature. There were oils, lotions, lubes and candles for hot wax. Throughout the room were contraptions. Some for lying on, others for standing on, and so on and so forth.
