My Master And Only My Master

By "Pamela B." As told to CAPervert

My Master was waiting for me as soon as I walked into the house.

I had just spent the day putting together a multi-million dollar business deal but as usual my Master did not give a fuck about this. Not that I gave a fuck either if the truth be known. Since I had met my Master all that mattered was being with him. Submitting to his will.

As usual my Master ordered me to get on my hands and knees the moment I walked in the door. The moment the door was closed behind me.

"Now crawl on your hands and knees, my beautiful slave," my Master said as he stood in front of me and patted me on the head as if I was his house pet.

I then followed him as he walked into our living room and when we were in that room I saw that he had his best friend there who he was always talking about. The best friend who did not believe that the successful business woman whom he always read about in the business pages and who was once featured in a prominent business magazine was indeed a submissive slave.

A submissive slave who only got off when she was with her Master. The Master who made sure that when she came home after a long, hard day her every need and every desire would be provided for.

"This is my friend Gary," my Master told me as I remain on my hands and knees and bowed my head in the presence of both my Master and my Master's friend.

"He doesn't believe that you are my slave. But you are. Aren't you?"

To this I nodded my head. I did not speak for my Master did not allow me to speak unless he told me to do.

"I must say you are a very lucky man," Gary told my Master as he got up from the sofa he was sitting on and walked to where I was at. He circled me for a few moments then got behind me and rubbed his hand between my legs. Gliding his fingers into my pussy and against my clit.

"You got a fine bitch here," he said as he then slapped me on my ass. Upon feeling this blow I couldn't help but give out a painful moan and to this my Master gave me his own quick slap across my face and this brought me to my senses.

"Where are your manners, bitch?" my Master asked as he stood right before me. Upon hearing this I knew what to tell the man named Gary.

"Thank you very much sir," I said as I remain on my hands and knees and with my head bowed.

"That's quite alright," Gary said as he laughed and once again put his hand between my legs. This time dipping his fingers deep into my cunt and making me squirm.

"Has this bitch been fucked a lot?" my Master's friend asked as my protector sat down in his favorite chair and watched his best friend finger my pussy then stick his face between my ass cheeks.

"Oh, yes. She's been fucked a lot," my Master said as a smile of contentment came over his face. As he was happy that his friend was enjoying his bitch.

"Now if you want to fuck my bitch, Gary, just say so. I mean what is mine, is yours. I've always told you that."

"Yes you have," Gary replied as he then made me face him and as he pulled his throbbing cock out of his pants and put his hand on the back of my head and forced my face into his crotch. Making my mouth open in order to accept his dick into my warm mouth and immediately lapping up that dick with my tongue.

For the next ten minutes or so I did what I was told and sucked on Gary's cock and when it came time for him to explode he did so blowing his wad into my mouth and keeping that cock in my mouth until I sucked him dry.

Once Gary was through using me he walked away leaving cum dripping from my chin and even though I could not see his face at this point I heard him tell my Master that "his bitch" was great at sucking cock and that if my Master knew what was good for him he would put me out on the street.

"That whore could make you a lot of money," the best friend said as he then stood with my Master and the two of them looked at me. As if they were looking at a new lawn mower who did everything it was suppose to do----- and more.

"I do not believe in making money off of a woman," my Master told Gary as he gave him the philosophy of his life as a Master.

"I believe that the gift God has given us by creating a submissive woman is so extraordinary that to make money off of that gift is to denigrate not only what God has created but it also denigrates my power as a Master.

After Gary heard this he told my Master that he had to leave and this was fine with me even though I did dare not say.

***** ***** *****

"Now go take a shower," my Master told me once we were all alone in our home and he walked back to his favorite chair where he picked up a book and began to read it.

With that I stood up and although I was kind of wobbly I left the room and walked down the hall towards the bathroom to take a nice, long hot shower.

Once that shower was over I dried myself with a thick, terry-clothed towel and then I went into the bedroom I shared with my Master where I open up the closet and took out a box which was a present from my Master who had bought it earlier that day. In fact he had called me at work to tell me he had just got back from the mall where he had bought me a gift and that gift would be waiting for me when I got home.

When I open the gift I found that it was a bra and panty set from a very expensive lingerie shop and inside the box there was note which said how beautiful and special I was and how I should put my new outfit on.

Well, I did as my Master told me and after putting on the lacy bra and silk panties I got on my hands and knees and crawled back into our living room where now my Master was on the floor with his head resting on a pillow as he watched the television.

When my Master saw that I was back in the living room he did not say anything to me but simply snapped his fingers and when he did that I knew what this meant.

With my Master now laying on his back I crawled over to him and swung my leg over his body so my ass was position right on his face and my mouth was just inches from his dick which was just waving in the air as hard as it could be.

"You've been a good girl for me?" my Master asked me as I felt his hands rub my ass and feel the fabric of my panties. He then reached down to caress my breasts and I felt his lips kiss my ass cheeks and this alone made me moan with deep pleasure as the touch of my Master made me content no matter what.

"I think I know what you need now," I then heard as my Master push me off of him so he could stand. I of course remain on my hands and knees as my Master disappeared and when he return I couldn't help but look to see what he brought back and I was very happy when I saw that he had our mutual friend Eddie in his hands.

"I think it's time that you and Eddie play together," my Master said with a devilish chuckle in his voice. I then felt his hands pull my panties down and I felt him apply a big glob of baby oil on my ass cheeks.

"Does my slave like her friend Eddie?" I was asked as my Master rubbed the baby oil into my ass cheeks and into my rectum in order to loosen it up.

"Oh yeah," I replied as by now I was anticipating the feeling of my friend Eddie entering my body. Anticipating the hot rush of erotic pleasure I was sure to feel.

For the next few minutes my Master had fun teasing me as he slid his fingers in and out of my asshole getting it all lathered up for Eddie. Finally he took his hand away from my ass and when he did I closed my eyes and a big smile came across my face as I then felt Eddie enter my asshole.

Eddie was in fact a two foot long dildo which my Master had bought me when we first met and which had become our favorite play-toy.

"That feel good?" my Master asked me as he gently pushed the dildo up into my rectum. All I could do was nod my head as I couldn't speak since I was so overcome with joy. For the next ten minutes or so the dildo was pushed in and out of my asshole and all the while I just shouted out in pure erotic ecstasy as my Master laughed in amusement and as his cock grew stiffer with each thrust he made with Eddie.

"Now you keep our little friend in there," I was told by my Master as he pushed the dildo up to the point where it was secured in my asshole. Where it would stay as long as I kept it there. As long as I did not push it out with my ass muscles or pulled it out with my hands.

It was at that point that my Master walked away from me and went back into our bedroom and when he return he had his riding crop in his hands. The riding crop he said he needed to keep me in line with. The riding crop which drove me wild.

Without saying he would do anything my Master proceeded to give me one good lashing on my butt that of course stung but what stung even more was when he gave a light push on my dildo which sent shivers up my spine as Eddie the dildo went even deeper into my body.

Now you don't let that thing out," my Master said as he sat down on his chair and motion for me to crawl to him. When I did he cradled my head in his hands and told me how special I was and how I was his play-toy but unlike the play-toys he had as a child he would make sure that this play-toy was not left outside. He also said that when the other kids played with me my Master would make sure they treated me as gently as they could.

Hearing this turn me on like nothing else did and I responded by opening my lips when he pressed his lips against mine and soon we were kissing. We were kissing in such a way that our tongues delved into each other's mouths and even though my hands remain on the floor my Master wrapped his hands and arms around my neck and pressed me forward against his body.

Now I would have been happy simply to spend the evening kissing my Master but as usual my Master was not. As a result he told me to follow him into the room we called our pleasure room. In that pleasure room we had more friends like Eddie and devices which my Master use to restrain me. Of course the pleasure room was off-limits to only myself and my Master since we both know that the vanilla world might not understand what exactly we do in that room. Might perceive the things we do in the pleasure room as being inhumane when it is far from that.

"You lay on the mattress," my Master ordered me as we entered the room and he close the door behind me after I had crawled in. I did as I was told and climbed on the mattress that was sitting underneath chains that were hung on the ceiling and which were obviously use to suspend someone in the air.

Once I was laying on my stomach on the mattress my Master cuffed my hands to the handcuffs that were on the ends of the chain and soon thereafter he lifted me in the air by my wrists and my ankles. I was totally helpless and totally loving it.

Of course all during this time my friend Eddie was still up my butt and even though I was dying to release the dildo from the confines of my rectum I knew I could not without receiving the wrath of my Master who stood above me and reached down to caress my ass and to tell me how he was going to keep me suspended in the air. He also said he was going to play with my nipples.

"No, no," I began to say upon hearing this. Of all of the things my Master liked to do playing with my nipples was something that I liked the least and something which drove me absolutely nuts since my nipples were very sensitive and ticklish to the touch.

"Now you just relax," my Master told me as he reached his hands down to grab my nipples in his fingers. I continued to protest what he was doing but he just ignored this as he gently massaged my erect nipples and played with them with his finger tips.

Like a bucking bronco who was trying to be tamed I thrashed around as I was suspended in the air and only because of the soothing words----- and what turn out to be the soothing touch of my Master, that I was finally able to relax and for the first time instead of being driven to the brink of hysterics I was instead very turn on by having my Master massage my nipples.

For the first time it felt good to have his fingers hold my buds and to have him softly squeeze them as if he was trying to squeeze the juice out of a small berry.

"Now that isn't so bad, is it?" I heard my Master tell me in his masculine voice. A voice which I knew was the voice of authority and protection.

For the next few minutes he continued to play with my nipples and then he removed his fingers from my breasts and walked away. When he return it wasn't until a half hour later and after he had taken a nice long, hot shower.

"That felt good," my Master told me as he return to our pleasure room to see how I was doing. To see if I still had the dildo up in my ass which I did. He then left again and once more he did not return until a half hour had passed. By then I was more than ready to be taken off of the restraints and my Master obliged by taking me down and picking me up in his arms and carrying me into our bedroom.

It was in our bedroom where he made love to me and did so in a way that I felt totally alive when I was in his arms and was not in the need of anything.

His kisses sent me to heaven and as his hands caressed my body all I could do was pledge my love and loyalty to my Master and tell him I was his forever and that I would never disobey him in anyway. I belong to him and I was put on this earth to serve him.

"Say no more," my Master said in that soothing voice of his. "Say no more."

***** ***** *****

One week later after this particular episode I had just described I was in Japan trying to work out this major business deal between two large conglomerates which were about to merge. That is if I was able to bring them together.

For three days I attended one meeting after another during which time I met with the CEOs both American and Japanese who although they were rich and powerful were actually weak men and when I was with such men I couldn't help but compare them to my Master. When I did this these executives failed miserably and when I was all alone in my hotel suite at night all I thought about was my Master. All I could think about was being in his arms. Letting him do to me as he wanted.

On the day that I return home from Japan I walked through the front door of the house and when I did I looked on the floor and much to my surprise I saw rose petals which were obviously a pathway to the pleasure room where I knew my Master was waiting for me.

Of course I got down on my hands and knees and started crawling through the house towards the pleasure room and as I did I felt my pussy get wet and I began to imagine what my Master would do to me once I entered our room where I always came alive with passion and lust.

When I finally reached the door of the pleasure room I called out to my Master and when I did the door open before me and there was my Master standing in front of me. When I looked up at him I saw his beautiful face and knew that now I was with the only man I knew I would ever need. I would be his and submit to his every whim.

THE END