This story chronicles the adventures of slave stacie, which is a sub story of the larger narrative of SirCarl and His "littleone." This series is about stacie, a new slave; she will have much to learn before Sir renames her thereby making her part of His ever-growing family. All participants are over the age of 30 (even a true Dominant knows never to reveal a woman's true age), and all names have been modified so that the guilty, the actual participants in this fable, do not become the envy of their neighbors. Although each chapter stands on its own, too completely understand what has happened, and how this love yarn between a Master and His slaves advances and grows, please start with the first chapter. Please remember to vote and feel free to comment on each chapter. Thanks, SirCarl.
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New slave's Virgin Ass is No Longer
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"littleone" continues the story
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Master pulled her up to Him and warmly held her close saying, "You did very well in the first test stacie. As this evening progresses there will be others and you will become a bigger slut then you ever imagined, resulting in Me being even prouder of you."
Stacie rested her head on His chest as he spoke those words, enthralled by His tender embrace, knowing instantly that the only really important thing from this moment forward was serving Him beyond His expectations. Never in her life had she ever wanted to make any man as proud of her as she did her new Master; feeling as if her life was new, fresh, and that she had an opportunity to be truly in love with two of the finest people she had ever known.
"You are being forgiven, but this is the only time slut. You did not ask for permission to cum," Sir said firmly.
"Thank you Sir. Your slave is sorry about this transgression," stacie said in a humble soft submissive voice.
I looked up at Sir, smiling, and I knew that He understood what I wanted to do without my speaking. With His erection sticking out, He simply nodded His head and I proceed to have some fun.
"Stacie," I instructed, "turn in Sir's lap and spread your legs bitch, I want to taste you again." I said grinning at her, like a hungry vampire. She promptly turned, placing her back against our Master's chest, slipping forward a little, tilting her cunt up just a little, then spread her soft thighs wide apart, giving me full access to that sweet cunt as Master's hands cupped both of her lush breasts, occasionally tweaking her nipples. As I dropped down it was a beautiful site, her head against His chest, his hands working her nipples and breasts, and most of all was His cock was just barely showing its swollen head under the crack of her ass, just below her wet cunt.
I grinned from ear to ear, shook my head, and as I moved in to enjoy her I said, "My, my, my, a cock, an ass, and a sweet cunt all in one place. What in the hell is a poor slave to do?"
Knowing that my Master should be "treated" first, I buried my face in the crack of her ass and reached down, licked the head of His cock several times and then sucked the protruding end of it just briefly. As I started to move up, dragging my tongue through the crack in her ass, stacie turned her head and looked up at Master, dreamy eyed, mouth partially open, wanting Him. Master leaned down and they met in a deep kiss that I assumed would last while I was tongue licking her cunt.
Happily, I licked all around her swollen lips and then tongue fucked her, carefully avoiding her clit, causing deep moans to come from her throat and her body to flinch, as she and Master continued to do a compassionate tongue dance. When I thought she was nice and clean I withdrew, stood up and leaned forward, kissing both of them on the forehead, so Master could continue to use her as He wished.
Their loving kiss ended and she laid her head once again on His chest, melodiously smiling at me. Sir said to me, "Take those 'wanna-be' stilettos off her feet slut and go get a pair of size eight stilettos, five-inchers and put them on her. I want to see how she walks in them and how much training you are going to need to do littleone."
"As you wish Sir," I said softly reaching for her feet, which she raised for me.
"I am sorry Sir," she said, "those are the only ones that I thought might come close to pleasing you."
"Not a problem slave," he said. "I noticed, based on your comments a few minutes ago, that you have a 'Daddy' complex."
"I did not mean to offend you Sir, it just kind of came out," stacie replied lowering her head.
I heard her last comment as I came back into the room with a pair of blue stilettos for her and thought I should be quiet, as a good slave, seen and hot heard, and see where this goes.
"I understand slut. Every now and then littleone feels that way about Me. You may use the word 'Sir,' like in how you addressed you 'daddy' in place of 'Master'."
I knelt down and handed the new stilettos to stacie and as she started to put them on, I said to her, "These five-inch ones are standard use here in the house. The four-inch ones will become your daily use."
"Yes Mistress, I understand," stacie said looking lovingly at me. "These are so stunning, I love how they look and feel on me."
"Littleone, get the leather collar and put it around her neck. I should have done that when she was asking to be accepted," Sir said to me. I quickly got the collar and put it around her neck, with its symbolic leash hanging down between her tits, as Sir spoke to stacie.
"This is the first thing you put on prior to your coming into the house sub. littleone will give you a choker, a black one, that you will wear at all other times outside of this house, except when you shower. Once you successfully complete your training, you will be given one similar to littleone's, but with one less stone. That one you will wear at all times, again except when showering. littleone will explain to you how to position it and when. The difference in the two will be because of littleone's status as First Slave, or Mistress of the House. Sometime in the future, providing that littleone wants it to happen, after you have proven yourself in many situations, and it is apparent to us that this lifestyle is what you need and want, your status could be raised equal to that of littleone. Do you understand that these items, during your training, are your connection to Me, and serve as an announcement to those that know within the lifestyle, that you are owned property?
"Yes Sir, I do," stacie replied respectfully.
"Stand up slave and let's see how you do in real stilettos," Sir commanded.
She walked around a little and didn't do as badly in them as I had expected, but what surprised me was how stunning she looked in them.
"I feel like a different person in these Master," she said smiling at both of us. "They make me feel so sexy."
"You are a different person now and you are sexy. You are My slave in training and I own and control your life."
"Littleone," Sir said to me, "Use her leash, lead this owned slave to My bedroom, and put her in a proper kneeling position."
"As you wish Master," I said taking Stacie's leash and leading her to be further used by our Master. Neither one of us could tell by her facial expression if she was humiliated, embarrassed, or even pleased.
She smiled quietly, as I pulled on her leash much as I love Sir to do with me, and followed me. I got her into position, making some minor adjustments and telling her how she should be. When I had it completed, I called Master and He walked into the room, stood in front of her for a few minutes without commenting, and then said to her in a firm steady voice, "stacie, this part of your acceptance and training is going to be very different. Part of the process of making you mine is my taking all three of your holes. So far, I have only taken your mouth and now I am going to take your ass, fully take your ass. This is not a surprise to you because you have been told that I will take all of you. Normally I would just simply take what is mine, and in the future, I will, but I want you to stay in this position and think about it, and what you honestly want. If you do not want to be My slave, you may freely leave any time prior to my returning in twenty minutes. However, if you believe that I will always protect and love you, then be here when I return."
With that, Sir turned and walked out of the room motioning for me to follow Him. I did so partially shutting the door, leaving her to think and let the anticipation build. I would have bet anyone that she would be there when Sir returns, dripping fucking wet, frightened, but delirious to be taken.
Part of living with Sir is that I have gotten to know Him, how He thinks, and have been able to anticipate His needs. Once we were out in the main room, I pulled on His arm and He stopped, looked at me, and seeing that I wanted to say something, bent down so I could whisper to Him, "Sir your are a real devil, but I love you anyway. You know damn well that she is not going to leave and all you are doing is making her anticipation more intense!"
"True slave, but I am also doing the honorable thing by giving her and 'out'. She will remember that I did that and as a result be a devoted slave. This is her first time, and if there are any doubts in her mind, now is the time for them to come forward. Oh, fix Me half needle and a short drink and then come inject Me, I am going to need a lot of 'go power'."
"Yes Sir," I said, "will I be allowed to watch and maybe participate?"