My pet is the best sub ever. And I wasn't even looking to be a Master. I just wanted a good fuck. She picked me, after I picked her. I believe she chose well. I know I am happy with the situation. I have yet to find anything she will not do.
It was in a club in Indianapolis that had a bad reputation. But I like those kind of places. They keep my adrenaline pumping and make me feel alive. When I walked in I saw her sitting at the bar between two goofs looking for a good time. She had long, wavy blond hair falling about her exposed shoulders. She was wearing a sports bra that emphasized her erect nipples and cut-off jeans exposing the cheeks of her ass. She was definitely my type. Was I hers?
I knew she was twenty-one because they were serving her. She looked to be in her thirties to me. The perfect age for a woman. The reached their sexual peak then. At least that's what I had heard, and it had proved to be true for me.
I walked by her and whispered into her ear.
"If you want to be fucked in the ass come out to the alley right now."
Continuing on to the back door I opened it, stood in the alley and then waited. I did not wait long.
"Who the fuck are you and why would I let you do anything to me?"
"Look at this, and if you want it then get on your knees. You can see what I have and I know you'll want to try it out for size."
I displayed my hard cock to her. I have never had to force any slut to take it when I offered it. I had taken it out in the alley waiting for her.
She fell to her knees. I pushed her face down into the alley cobblestones, unzipped her jeans, pulled them down away from her ass, which was not covered by any panties, spit on her ass hole, and thrust my cock into the exposed pucker. It was tight and it was only lubed with my saliva. I pushed harder and she groaned, but she did not protest. Instead she begged for more.
"Oh fucking christ, fuck me, oh god, fuck me harder. I want it. Fuck me Master."
I did. Ramming that ass hole was pure bliss. It was so damned tight and she kept fucking back to get more cock up her ass hole. I reached around and freed her tits. I pinched her nipples as hard as I could and she screamed and begged for more.
"I'm fucking cumming Master. Oh damn, I'm cumming so fucking hard."
I twisted her clit with my strong fingers and again she screamed. And kept creaming on herself and into her cut-offs. The first time is always a quickie for me. If they want more they will let me know. I shot my spunk up her back hole, pulled out, and watched as it flowed back out again.
"Want a drink?"
"My god, that was the best fuck I have had in years. Who the hell are you? And yes I want a drink. Let's go somewhere quiet so I can talk to you. Please Master?"
I had never been into this kind of scene. The Master thing kind of threw me off, but she was a damned good fuck, so what the hell. I helped her up, got her clothes squared away and took her back to my place. I had plenty to drink there. I put a blanket I kept in the back seat on the bucket seat next to mine so she would not stain the leather.
When we arrived I told her to go and have a shower. She smiled gratefully. She was walking around with lots of my cum and her cum in her pants. It would be a pleasure to get cleaned up I imagined.
As she showered I did a little research online about this Master stuff. I found lots of information. It was apparently becoming a more and more popular lifestyle for many people. She was definitely a submissive, or sub, and I could be nothing but a Master. Nothing else would fit my personality. This could be very interesting and enjoyable. For both of us.
Deciding to find out where she stood I immediately went into the shower room and threw open the shower curtain. She did not try to hide herself. She seemed to be happy to display herself.
"You're now my sub. Do you understand? I'm your Master and you're my sub. We'll make this a great relationship. Do you question that?"
"No, Master. I'll always be your slut. I'm yours to use. Any way you please. I want only to please you Master."