Seriously Pt 8

We sat in our coach seats sharing an easy silence. Presumably she was imagining what this new chapter of our lives would bring, as I was. I looked forward to being her exclusive property, planning to be the best, most devoted slave I could for her. I hoped she would continue to treat me as wonderfully as she always had. I was remembering the first moment she'd allowed me to worship her beautiful pussy when I felt her hand drop between my legs and begin caressing my cock through my jeans.

"Go to the second rest room and wait for me, baby."

"Yes, Mistress."

"I'll be along in a minute or two."

Without further comment I rose from my seat and walked purposefully to the rearmost rest room at the back of the plane. It was a bit awkward walking up the aisle with my cock hardening. Even momentary contact from Mistress' hand had that effect on me.

It was probably less than two minutes that she made me wait but it felt like an hour. Thoughts of how she planned to use me were making my cock strain against the denim. As always, her desires inflamed my passion and made me crave abject surrender to her wants and needs.

When she finally arrived, my deepest hopes were to be rewarded when she hopped up onto the sink and pulled her panties down to reveal my holy grail. There was no need for her to instruct me that she wanted my mouth, so I bent forward to begin offering it for her pleasure.

Her pussy is so beautiful it melts my heart and draws me in to worship her whenever she offers it to me. I know I'm a worthless slut for her and love it. She owns me and I'm proud to be her property.

Mistress Eliza always tastes great but this time I guess she had been anticipating because she was oozing her sweet nectar already. I was flattered that she was so excited by the thought of the pleasure I would be giving her that she was already soaking wet.

When she came, gushing to fill my mouth with her wonderful woman wine, I swallowed her present gleefully. She stroked the back of my head affectionately while lowering her foot to push my stiff cock down and let it spring back up like a diving board. She did that twice before lowering her foot farther to slip her toes beneath my balls. She raised them, softly bouncing them on the toe of her strappy, come fuck me pump. The amusement level dropped, and she slipped off the sink, straightened her skirt and daintily slipped by me to exit the tiny rest room.

I replaced my slowly wilting member in my jeans and followed her down the aisle to our seats. Once I had my seatbelt fastened her hand dropped into my lap and she started feeling for my cock. Her grip was forceful, uncomfortable which was every bit her right, I belonged to Miss Eliza and was thrilled by that fact. From being besotted by her willowy beauty to truly enjoying the ways she employed me for her pleasure every day I was her happy sex slave.

The Uber we took to our new home was nice and clean and the driver wasn't chatty, so the whole thing was pretty pleasant. The excitement of actually beginning this new chapter in my adventure with my magnificent Mistress Eliza was about to begin and the rush of fear and excitement of expectation filled me.

She unlocked the front door, gestured for me to enter and let me pass with our bags in hand.

"Leave them here and follow me."

Without elaboration she led me upstairs to a bare room. Other than deep red carpeting the room was plain. There was one window sporting external shutters.

"This will be the dungeon, Jack. I intend to train you thoroughly in this room. You will learn the true depth of my domination here. You are still committed to serving me in any way I desire, aren't you?"

"Yes, Miss Eliza."

"I think we should make that Mistress now, don't you, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good, now go fetch the bags and bring them to the room at the end of the hall. That will be the Mistress suite. So long as you obey me and serve me perfectly you will be allowed to sleep there. If you're very good I will let you share my bed. The alternative will be less pleasant."

"Of course, Mistress. I will do my very best to earn that privilege."

"Good boy, bags."

I scurried back downstairs to collect our baggage. My ambition exceeded my ability, so I left one bag partway up the stairs because the stairway was a bit narrow to accommodate me and all the luggage at once. I set Mistress' bags on the bed and mine on the floor in the corner before returning to collect the final bag.

When I returned with the final bag Mistress was lying on the bed, naked. She beckoned me toward her by crooking her finger.

"Finish what you started on the plane, slave."

I quickly stripped, folded my clothes, lay them on top of my suitcase, and smiling broadly crawled between her spread legs before diving happily, mouth first into the viaduct of her dreams (with apologies to Van Morrison.)

It's always wonderful to find her wet in anticipation of my service and this time she was positively soaked with the succulent secretions I adored. Mistress is far and away the most delicious woman it's ever been my pleasure to feast on.

With my tongue stiffened to facilitate maximum penetration and give her the most pleasure possible I dipped into her hot wetness. She contracted around my tongue, drawing me as deep as possible into her love tunnel and reached down to pull my head tighter against her pussy.

We lay there for half an hour with me eating her sex for all I was worth and her cumming repeatedly, practically drowning me with her sweet shower.

She lay back sighing contentedly and stroking my head. Her affectionate caresses were my reward apparently and certainly were all I could ask for, but she shocked me by shifting her position to lean down, roll me onto my back and kiss my rigid cock.

"Would me sweet slave boy like to cum for his Mistress?"

I could barely believe my ears.

"Oh, Mistress, I would love that if you'd let me."

"I think you deserve a reward for your wonderful service. You wouldn't mind if I sucked your cock, would you?"

Stunning shocker.

"Of course not, Mistress. It would be a dream come true."

She slipped her beautiful lips around the head of my cock and began swirling her tongue around me. Her left hand guided my shaft into the proper position while her right hand fondled my balls lovingly. I closed my eyes, leaned back, and gloried in this amazing event I never saw coming.

Her mouth was heavenly. Her hands added to the bliss. She transported me to nirvana as I felt the orgasm build in my loins. Barely dared to touch her lest I spoil the moment but allowed myself the liberty to softly stroke the gorgeous golden hair that formed a curtain around my hips. She continued and I breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't mind the familiarity.

She plunged her mouth down to take me deep in her wonderful throat and I responded immediately.

"Mistress, may I please cum?"

She didn't let that interrupt her incredible attention to my grateful cock and if anything, took me deeper still into her throat.

The release that had been storing in my balls for days erupted in a series of powerful spurts. Mistress slipped back to collect all of my spunk in her mouth. She continued holding my glans in her mouth until the final oozing semen was done and she pulled off me and raised up to face me.

She kissed me, returning my ejaculate into my mouth. There was a great deal of cum that she forced into my mouth while she squeezed my balls forcefully, making me whimper, and started to choke as some of my cum caught in my throat.

"That's my good slave, drink all that slut juice for me."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes, Mistress, very much. You are wonderful."

"We need to speak about what this new situation means for us."

"Whatever you want it to be is fine with me, Mistress. Your wish is literally my command."

"You've always been a wonderful slave, Jack."

"Thank you, Mistress. Serving you, making you happy is all I want."

"I don't plan to share you anymore, but it's possible that might come up sometime."

"If you ever want to share me, I will do my best to make you proud."

"I would expect nothing less."

I smiled and leaned down to kiss her foot.

"I will always be your faithful slave to use anyway you wish, Mistress."

She gathered me into her arms and kissed me tenderly, stroking my face with her hands on my cheeks.

"Mistress, may I please worship your gorgeous ass?"

"Mmm, why do you want to do that?"

"That feels like such a submissive but pleasurable thing for both of us. I feel a special need to show my love and submission right now after what you've given me. I need to give you my complete servitude and I know you enjoy that. Please, may I."

She kissed my lips softly.

"Yes, baby you may worship my ass."

She rolled over onto her front and pulled a pillow under her hips to raise herself into presentation position for me to have easy access. The sight of her beautiful tight butt offered for my dining pleasure began coaxing my cock back to life.

I slipped my thumbs into her crack and spread her gently to reveal her brown starfish and reveal the seductive pinkness within. The tight musculature of her wonderfully athletic slimness was incredible and the feeling of her buttocks beneath my hands enticed me to plunge into her.

The funky scent of her open anus aroused me as much as the scent of her pussy when I was privileged to worship her front passage, speaking directly to my need to prostrate myself for her. It was heaven to worship her in either opening and i assaulted her anus enthusiastically, with long licks of her entire crack from perineum to coccyx before focusing on her succulent pink opening.

She moaned contentedly as my tongue began to probe her asshole. Her hips tipped as she tried to press herself into my mouth and increase the pleasure I was administering. I circled my tongue tip to increase the surface area of contact I was making, then thrust to penetrate more deeply inside her, striving to dip into her rectum.

I let my hands slip from her butt to grip her hips so I could pull her ass toward my mouth more aggressively. That helped me to push deeper into her funky, hot hole and judging by her increasingly happy reaction my plan was being rewarded. I know sticking your tongue up someone's asshole is a hard limit for some, but with my Mistress Eliza, the most beautiful, wonderful woman I've ever known it's a privilege.

I reached around to slip two fingers inside her gushing pussy and work her from both sides. When I found her g spot she quickly built to a shattering orgasm, screaming in ecstasy while bucking like a bronco in the rodeo.

When her shuddering aftershocks finally abated, she started to kiss me before it occurred to her that my mouth had just been communing with her anus and settled for a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Why are you thanking me? You just made me cum like a nuke went off inside me, slave."

"I love it when you let me make you cum. It's like a great present. Mistress Eliza."

She tousled my hair, chuckled, and smiled affectionately.

"Fetch me a glass of Chardonnay from the fridge."

I popped out of bed and scurried downstairs to the kitchen I'd spotted when we entered the house. Finding a corkscrew was a challenge but the fourth drawer I tried was finally a winner. There was a bottle chilling with a note from the landlord welcoming Mistress to her new digs.

Finding a glass was easier than the corkscrew had been, so I opened the bottle poured a glass and returned to Mistress. She accepted the glass and I knelt beside the bed. She took a sip of her wine and petted my head.

"What a lovely way to christen our new home."

"Yes, Mistress. That was wonderful. I love you so much."

"You please me very much slave boy."

"Thank you, Mistress. I love serving you."

"Do you miss Suki?"

"Not really, Mistress. She was focusing too much on hurting me."

"I hurt you sometimes."

"It's different with you, Mistress."

"How so?"

"It's sensuous when you do it. She was being really mean recently, you're never mean. And your tortures always wind up with pleasure. I would say you can be cruel sometimes, but you just do it differently."

"I'm glad you said that because I'm feeling a bit cruel."

"I'm your slave, Mistress. If you want to hurt me or use me any way that pleases you your wish is my command. I'm happier with you than I've ever been."

"Fetch the toy bag, slave."

I jumped up and hurried to grab the bag containing the implements that would fuel her wicked desires and my exquisite suffering for her. Thoughts of what she might have in mind raced through mine. I was all too aware of the possibilities lurking inside the bag and my genitals tingled at the implicit possibilities. The wonderful memories of the pleasure her beautiful mouth had bestowed on my cock earlier made my imaginings consider how she might want to inflict contrasting torment now.

As it turned out, that thought was right. I opened the bag in front of her on the bed and she immediately withdrew the cruelest toy available. She held it out and grinned wickedly as she tipped it back and forth before my widening eyes. I knew the fierce caress of the clear plastic electric ball crusher all too well. Suki had first introduced me to the terrible experience, it was excruciating and emasculating.

"I see you remember this little item."

"Yes, Mistress."

My expression certainly betrayed my fear of the pain Suki had inflicted on my testes a couple of weeks earlier. She lay it down on the bed and reached out to caress my cheek fondly.

She reached into the bag again and selected a medium size butt plug, followed by

a bottle of lube, smiled and made a subtle gesture with a tilt of her head. I interpreted it to mean I should present my ass for insertion, so I rolled over and raised my butt for her.

Mistress stroked my butt cheeks and teased my crack with her fingertips, then drizzled some of the lube onto my spread slot. She worked the lube into my offered hole with first one finger, then two. opening me seductively, probing deeply inside my rectum.

She slipped her fingers slowly in and out of my asshole, gradually spreading them to open me more fully, using a corkscrewing motion and curling her index finger to press on my prostate. The intense pleasure that pressure gave me was a deep, spreading feeling of warmth radiating out to swell my cock. She reached under me to grip my stiffening shaft.

"Oh, Mistress, that's wonderful."

"My horny little slut, your ass is mine, isn't it?"

"God yes, Mistress. It is your fuck hole. You own me and I need you to take me."

She spread me with the fingers of her left hand and positioned the realistic cock head at my puckered opening before pressing. I pushed back so the cock slid smoothly into me. The widest part hurt a bit as it passed my sphincter, stretching me before popping fully inside. The flared bottom came to rest, securing the plug inside my rectum and Mistress slapped my butt with a resounding crack.

She followed that by cradling my balls and softly stroking them before grabbing my shoulders and turning me to face her so she could take me in her arms and kiss me forcefully.

Her grip on my balls tightened as her kiss deepened into an aggressive possessive rape of my mouth. She squeezed and twisted them. Pain radiated through my core, making me a bit nauseous.

She broke the kiss.

"Jack, go see what's in the fridge and do something for dinner, but on your way draw a bubble bath for me. You'll find the bubble solution in the medicine cabinet. I left it there when I rented the place. Scoot."

The dull ache in my balls made complying with Mistress' directive uncomfortable but I quickly followed her order. There was a container of bubble bath in the cabinet as she said. I checked the water temperature before starting the tub filling and added the lavender scented bubble liquid. It began foaming immediately and I

scurried to the kitchen on my quest for sustenance.

The fridge yielded a decent selection including everything necessary to do a nice str fry with chicken and vegetables which I set about preparing. There was nothing to season it with but salt and pepper so it would be very simple, but I did my best. Thankfully there was an onion that saved the dish.

When my meal was done, I plated it and called out to Mistress who as it turned out was already descending the stairs wearing a robe with her hair turbaned in a towel. I found her strangely alluring like that and held a chair out at the place I had set for her. I had set a fresh glass of wine at her place, and she gratefully took a sip.

"Aren't you joining me, slave?"

"I didn't want to presume."

"Silly boy, you must eat something other than pussy and ass. You need to keep your strength up to serve me properly."

She flashed a wry smile at me and winked as she dug into her food

"Join me. Fix yourself a nice plate."

I didn't hesitate, filled a plate from the pan and sat opposite Mistress when she gestured toward the seat across from her.

"Thank you, Mistress."

We sat quietly savoring the food that even if I say so myself was pretty good considering the paucity of supplies. She poured a glass of wine for him and offered a toast.

"To our new life together. I've no need to outline the rules any further, do I?"

"No, Mistress it's simple. I exist for your pleasure. You own me. I am to be naked and ready to serve regardless of what you want, Mistress. You may allow me clothing when we go out. I will serve anyone you offer me to as if I were serving you. Do what you will is the whole of the law."

"Such a lovely slave."

"Thank you, Mistress."

She rose and headed for the stairs.

"Come."

I followed her eagerly into the bedroom where she removed her strap on share from the toy bag. I bent over to facilitate her removing the plug from my ass before she stepped into the harness, and I helped her adjust the straps to position it perfectly. She adjusted the share to make perfect contact assuring her pleasure. I grabbed the lube and handed it to her with a hopeful grin. She smiled as she accepted it.

Mistress guided me onto the bed and placed a pillow under my hips to elevate my ass for her convenience. My cock was already rising to the occasion. I had learned to love her taking my ass and always responded with instant arousal.

She reached under me to stroke my cock to full arousal and then smacked my butt firmly with a sharp crack.

"My delicious cock slut, you love getting fucked, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress I do love it when you choose to claim your fuck hole."

She applied a liberal smear of lube through the valley of my ass crack, then inserted two slick fingers into my anus, filling my hole with the slippery goo. She grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to take the head of her cock in my mouth. I sucked it greedily taking her deep into my mouth and then the swollen knob into my throat coating it in my saliva. When she had enjoyed my mouth taking her deep, she withdrew it, she coated her phallus with lube as well, making the fat vinyl glisten and climbed behind me on the bed.

She positioned herself close behind me, positioning the head of her imposing weapon at my opening. I leaned forward onto my elbows to raise myself for her easy entry. The tip of her cock pressed against my anus, and I pushed my bowels to open myself fully for her. She always entered me gently, but she slipped in fully with one thrust this time because I was well prepared from the plug and generous lubrication.

I groaned at the entry happy to have the void created when the plug was withdrawn replaced by the familiar presence of her long, thick, realistic cock filling me. With patience and gentleness as usual she made the experience wonderful for both of us. Fucking me with long smooth strokes and practiced angle that caught my prostate perfectly while taking my cock in one hand and cradling my balls with the other she quickly brought me to a feverish state, wanting to cum for her.