Master Takes His Sluts Soul Ch 02

This is part 2 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the first part to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 2.

little-nymphe

It was not a dream it was all so real. I am so happy for the first time in my life!

Free now from my ex-husband. Free to come to you. You made all the arrangements moved me to your town. It was a lot of work packing and moving. I had enrolled my kids in their new schools and settled into my new job. It is such a great job, I love it. I am getting used to my new home, my new town, my new surroundings.

I am in shorts and a T-shirt with my long hair pulled back in a pony tail. I am putting the last of the empty moving boxes in the garage. The kids are over at their new friends, spending the night. I am home alone.

The phone rings. I drop what I am doing and get to the phone as fast as I can hoping it is you, my Master, knowing you hate to be kept waiting. I am breathless as I pick up the receiver.

I say, “Hello.”

A deep strong voice comes to me through the ear piece. The voice that I love, the voice that commands and controls my body, which was freely given over to you, my wonderful Master. I here you say, “Slut, I will be at your house promptly at 6:00 p.m. Wear something sexy, you know what I like. But keep in mind no bra or panties are allowed. Prepare yourself as I have taught you. And slut, you better be ready when I get there!”

Suddenly the phone goes dead. I really wish you would say goodbye, but I am used to it. My heart starts pounding, it is Saturday afternoon and I only have 2 hours to get ready. My mind starts to race knowing I won’t have enough time unless I get moving now.

I start the shower and then go into my closet rummaging through my clothes tossing this and that aside muttering to myself, "This isn’t right, this won’t do." Finally I find it a short pale blue dress that will barely cover my firm lightly rounded ass. I lay it on the bed and pull out a pair of matching blue strappy sandals with 4.5” heels.

I return to the bathroom and hop in the now steaming shower. Quickly washing my body, which now belongs to you, reminding myself that this body is now yours to do with as you please. I make sure not to miss anywhere as I clean myself thoroughly. Next I start to wash my long blonde hair, putting conditioner in it because I know how you like it silky soft. As the conditioner soaks into my hair, I take the time to make sure I shave my pussy clean, not missing a spot. I rinse my hair and body and hop out of the shower. I dry my body, my mind wanders to thoughts of you, thoughts of how you possess me and own my very being, as I am thinking of you I blow dry my hair. I run my fingers through it making sure it is smooth and soft.

I return to the bedroom and put on the silk blue dress having nothing beneath it as instructed. I smooth the fabric over my body, it feels so good. I let my hands roam over my body feeling the soft silk beneath my palms rubbing on my flesh. I moan softly thinking of your hands touching me, feeling my nipples harden and my pussy getting wet. Then I remember, I am not permitted to cum without your permission. I stop touching my body not wanting to fail you. I return to my tasks and put on my makeup, not a lot but just enough to accentuate my features. I step into the sandals and smooth the dress over my body. Looking in the mirror, I smile, amazed I could get ready so quickly. I look at the clock and swear under my breath, noticing only minutes until you arrive. I have learned you are very punctual. I rush over to the door knowing I should be standing there waiting for you.

I hear your car as you pull up to my new home and then you pull into my driveway. I watch you as you get out of your car. You are so tall, so handsome. I smile to myself always amazed at how I was so lucky that you found me and wanted me as yours. I run my fingers over the gold collar around my neck. Remembering I am yours; by your choice you want me. That in of itself makes my heart happy.

You walk up to my house. The house that you helped me find. My door is not locked knowing you were coming; it would be unforgivable to have it locked. You open the door. I see that amazing smile on your face. Your eyes shining with unspoken love. The love you will not say but that I feel all the time. The way you care for me, protect me, and always make sure I have your strength is enough for me. You grab me, gently pushing me against the wall your hand goes into my hair kissing me hard and deep, taking my breath away. You tower over me with your height of more than 6' and my height of only 5’3”. You take both my wrists in your hand and hold them above my head as the other hand goes beneath my short dress to make sure I followed your directions - shaved smooth and no panties. My pussy instantly gets wet. You feel the slippery wetness as I moan softly. You massage my breasts, you feel that I have no bra on through the thin silk fabric of my dress.

You smile and say, “Very good slut. I am pleased you are learning to follow my directions so well.”

I moan softly as you cup my pussy with your hand, your fingers playing with the slippery wet lips. My legs begin to tremble. Your hands then move to the hem of my dress. I feel your fingers brush my thighs, hips and sides as you lift the fabric up and over my head. My nipples hardening. I moan outloud. You stand there and I feel your eyes caress my body. I shiver with desire. Standing very still under your inspection.

You say, "Slut, step out of your shoes."

I step out of one and then the other, my head lowers to your chest as I lose 4.5" of height - now you are really towering over me. I feel my heart quicken. You take my chin in your hand and gently lift my face so my eyes are looking up at you. You look down at me. A smile comes across your lips as your eyes light up.

You say, "My slutty little whore, you know you are so very precious to me and you are mine forever, don't ever forget that. Do you hear me?"

My heart swells. "Yes, Master, I hear you, and know that you have my heart always and forever."

You then pick me up and carry me to the bedroom. My arms wrap around your neck. As we go towards the bedroom you comment along the way on how nice the house looks, now that I am all unpacked and completely moved in. You put me down gently on my huge bed you bought for me for us. It's a beautiful king size bed made of solid mahogany, tall, intricately carved posts on each corner. The bed has the most comfortable mattress I have ever felt.

I look up into your eyes smiling, you smile back at me. You open the drawer to my night stand and see neatly arranged on a silk cloth all the toys you gave me as a gift from our encounter at that beautiful hotel. You finger each one and smile at the memory.

You say, "I see slut has found a proper place to store her Master's gifts to her. You have even lined the draw in a silk scarf. Very nice slut, that shows me you appreciate what I have given you."

"Thank you Master. Yes, they are very precious to me, as is everything you give me."

You lift your hand to my neck. Your fingers gently move over the cold collar that I now wear constantly. I smile proudly knowing I belong to my Master and that you really do want me. You smile back at me.

You say, "My slut looks beautiful in my collar."

"Thank you, Master for this precious gift, I wear it proudly, Sir."

You then reach into my night stand and pull out the wrist and ankle cuffs that you gave me when I moved into this house. You place them on each of my wrists and then on my ankles, gently stroking my legs and arms as you do so, with such a gentle and loving touch. My heart pounds at your touch. Even the slightest caress from you has so much power over me.

Next you pull out the silken scarves from the night stand and run them through each of the rings on the cuffs and tie me spread eagle to the bed posts. My arms and legs stretched taught to allow almost no movement but not so taught as to injure me. You kiss each of my legs and my hands as you make sure I am securely bound.

You reach into my night stand yet again and pull out the silk blindfold. Blindfolding me, you whisper, "I want you to feel everything I am going to do to you. I want you to always know who your Master is."

You fit a gag tightly into my mouth. I whimper, I absolutely hate gags. I wonder where that came from knowing I didn't have one. You must of brought it with You. I am completely helpless and every surface of my body is available to you freely for use. My mind panics a bit at the gag. I try to remember how much I trust you. Reminding myself I know you would never put me at risk.

Some time passes and I am getting lightly fearful. I hear no sound in the room, fearing you have left me laying there bound and alone. But the fear is also slightly arousing. My body tingles as I strain to hear a sign of your presence.

I did not know that you were standing there looking down on the body that belongs to you. Memorizing every little nuance of my body. Drinking me in with your eyes. The body and soul that you claimed and I gave to you, I surrendered fully to you, without hesitation.

I can hear you setting things out. It makes me crazy, imagining what things you have in store for me.

Then I feel a slight rush of air as you come close to my face. You whisper softly, as your hand gently moves over my breasts and stomach. My dark nipples instantly getting hard, my stomach fluttering at your caress.

Then you cup my cheek, and say, "I'm going to take a very long time making use of you. You will give me much pleasure, my little bitch in heat."

As I hear your words, unable to speak I lean my cheek further into your hand. You stroke my hair softly. I am almost purring from your gentle touch.

Looking up at you unable to see through the blindfold, praying you remember only light pain with me. I hear you moving about and my heart quickens beating faster. My pussy starts to get wetter. Though I am thinking to myself praying you will remember how much I hate gags. I can think of almost nothing else but this gag in my mouth, knowing I can’t use my safe word if things get too intense. The fear starts to engulf me. My heart pounds harder.

I hear a match light then the sulfur smell assaults my nose. I tremble, scared wondering what you are doing straining against my bonds then I smell melting wax, it smells of honey dew melon. It is my favorite candle. I start to relax thinking you have lit a candle for ambience.

I feel a drop first of wax on my left nipple then on my right. I moan out loud but it comes out a muffled garbled sound. Another drop on each nipple and I am wreathing against my bonds moaning against the gag. My pussy getting soaking wet as my clit throbs for attention. Wishing the gag weren't there, wishing for you to hear my mind scream out to remove the gag.

Suddenly I feel ice on my hot nipples cooling them running over my breasts cooling the hot wax. Sighs of relief as you run the ice over my breasts. You take the half melted ice cube and stick it inside my hot wet pussy. Muffled moans come out from behind my gag. The ice melts almost instantly and I tremble and shiver inside.

Thankfully, you remove the gag, relieved stretching my mouth muscles as the gag is removed. You had decided that you wanted to hear my moans, as the wax strikes my flesh. As soon as you pull out the gag, you reach down and grab a fist full of my hair and pull it hard. I moan out so loud as you grab my hair and pull hard, causing my cunt to get even wetter and contract. You order me not to move an inch when the wax hits. Over and over, my breasts are covered will rivulets of hot, running wax. Moaning out loud I arch against my bonds. Feeling the heat and light pain I bite my lip.

You say, "I told you not to move cunt. This next one will get your attention."

You tell me that you expect to hear me scream. I hear your words as you command me not to move again and you want to hear me scream. Knowing whatever you will do screaming will not be a problem for you know how to get me so fucking hot. You know how to ignite this body that is now yours.

You clamp a hand tightly over my mouth. All is still for a few seconds. Suddenly, welling up inside me is a huge scream, which thrusts up from my throat but is muffled by your hand as the wax hits my sensitive clit. I scream so fucking loud. My back arches. I strain at the bonds, as I feel a hot dollop of wax as it covers my clit. Continuing to arch and buck against the bonds unable to hold still, I hear you growl.

I am thinking how could you do that to me. The pain is too intense. Tears streaming down my cheeks sobbing. Knowing there will be punishment for my disobeying, for moving. But, then I remember you know my limits and know I am not a pain slut, as the pain courses through to my center. My clit on fire. The scream fades to whimpering moans as I feel you place a ice cube on my hot clit. Soothing my clit cooling the fire. You stroke my hair and try to calm me.

You lean down near my ear and whisper. “I know you are not a pain slut, but I wanted to test your limits my sweet sexy slut, my cunt, my whore, my little bitch in heat.”

You set down the candle and lean down close to my ear once again. This time there is a strength and power to your voice. “I told You to hold still slut! As much as I care for my slut you must learn to follow my commands no matter what!”

You peel the wax from my sensitive nipples and breasts, as you do this you roll my hard nipples between your fingers making me moan. My nipples are on fire from the sensitivity created by the wax and your fingers pinching them so damned hard. The heat in my nipples from your fingers is driving me wild my entire body aches for you. I know that without question there is nothing i would deny my Master. My heart swells.

I hear you rummaging around and then nothing but silence. I strain to hear, my heart pounding when you lean down and lick my nipples the wetness of your saliva and the cool air in the room causing my nipples to ache. My nipples are so hard from your touch, suddenly the ache turns to fire as you clamp each sensitive nipple lightly adjusting the pressure of the clamps till I moan out loud. You turn on the switch to make them vibrate. I know these are the ones you gave me as a gift.

The throbbing of my nipples goes straight thru to my cunt causing it to drip it's juices, my clit still throbbing from the pain of the wax. I moan out softly with desire and ache for you.

You move between my legs and I feel you peeling the wax from my now over sensitive clit. I moan out as you move my clit around with your fingers as you pull off the last of the wax. You blow your breath across my clit and cunt. I arch my hips as the air causes my clit to throb harder when suddenly you engulf my sensitive clit in your mouth sucking on it, flicking it with your tongue letting your tongue slide over my wet cunt. I push my cunt towards your mouth. My body trembling as my breathing gets more rapid. You suck my clit again and drive 3 fingers inside my dripping cunt, fucking me, rubbing my g-spot. You lift your head and I hear you as if from far away.

You say, "You will not cum slut, until I say you can. Do you understand my little whore?"

Jaggedly breathing, I gasp, "Yes Master, yes I understand."

I moan as the explosion within me builds. You fuck my cunt with your fingers till I am wreathing at my bonds. I am begging you unable to hold back any longer "Please MASTER!!!!!!"

You say, "Please what, slut?"

"Master, please let your fucking whore cum for you! PLEASEEEEE!!!!!!"

You say, "NO! This is your punishment for not obeying me."

I start to sweat trying to fight back the building explosion. Knowing if this doesn't stop I will fail yet again.

The tension inside me builds and builds until I think that I will go completely insane. Even though my eyes are covered, I know they are filled with fire and desire. I try my hardest to fight back the orgasm sweat forming on my brow. It is so hard, but I suspect the punishment for not doing so will be even harder to take. My mouth contorts as I turn toward you, I try to show with my lips and teeth that I am obeying despite the incredible urge to cum. You continue to massage my g spot, while saying, "you had better hold it, slut, don't you dare cum without my permission!"

"Master please please I am sorry for being bad. I am sorry for disobeying you Sir"

Whimpering as I fight with all I have not to cum. I know it is a losing battle I have never been able to feel your touch and not cum.

Then suddenly you shout, "CUM WHORE NOW!!! DO IT NOW!!"

Instantly my entire body convulses. My back arches up. A huge moan emits from my mouth as I am wracked with a massive climax. My wrists and ankles strain as my body shakes repeatedly. I am vibrating for many minutes, it seems like hours, my head shakes and twists.

I scream out loud, "Oh GOD MASTER!"

My juices soak my ass crack and the bed. As the orgasm subsides, you hear my jagged gasps and high pitched squeaks coming from deep within me.

When I calm down, I say, "Thank you Master."

You say, "So you like cumming slut? Well, this is going to make you cum over and over again!"

I hear you lean off the bed for a moment. You grab something. The next sensation I feel is the cool dripping of lube on my pussy lips and clit making my clit feel relief from the hot wax. I sigh with relief. You work a massive amount of the lube into my pussy and coat the lips and cunt. You work it around inside, adding more, until I feel stretched by all of your fingers.

"I am now going to fist you slut" you say.

I catch my breath and start to tremble slightly. My breathing gets more rapid. Never having been fisted before. But knowing that this has been a desire of both of ours for a long time. We had talked about it from time to time.

You add more lube to your fingers and hand then on my cunt. I begin to feel a sensation that I had not felt before. I am being gradually opened, my pussy lips part widely as first two, then three, then four fingers slide in and out. I feel more lube being added. You are taking your time with getting your fist inside my tight cunt, working it slowly in, giving my cunt time to adjust to the pressure. The stretching is intense, but I feel another orgasm beginning to build inside me.

Then I feel a sudden burning sensation as my pussy opens like it has never done before. It feels like something massive is entering me. Your entire fist is squeezing past a point that is tight and I moan with a combination of pain and pleasure. I want that fist inside me, but tears form at the edges of my eyes as I am rammed into by your fist. I gasp out loud and my breathing increases as I hear you tell me to relax and breath through the pain.

Then I feel it, a kind of "slurping" sound and my pussy if fully occupied by your closed fist. You pause again, sensing that I am tense allowing me to relax some more. Then you begin to slowly move your fist in and out. Opening your fingers up, I feel them hitting my cervix and the tension begins to build. It is a powerful, overwhelming urge to push and pull at the same time. I want it in, but I want it out as well. My cunt has a mind of its own and pulls your fist deeper within me.

I am leading to an orgasm that I desperately need. You keep fucking my cunt. Then I feel it. The tightness grows and grows. I just have to cum, I must cum, I will die if I don't cum. “Master please please let your fucking cumslut cum for you. I can’t fight it any more please Master."

You command me “Cum you fucking little slut, cum NOW! Cum hard for your Master, cum like the little fucking bitch in heat your are."