Soulmate and Submissive

You are home, sitting on the couch and reading stories on Literotica. You've been reading for about half an hour and are getting really horny, but you were told that you weren't allowed to cum while Theus was out today.

You hear the ping of an email, and you check. It's from Theus, and you open it, worried that he's emailing to tell you that he's going to be later than expected. You miss each other when you're apart. That is true more than ever, even though you've been together for years.

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Beautiful woman,

I should be home at 5 as planned. At 3:30, I want you to take a shower. You can touch yourself if you want, but remember, no orgasm.

At 4pm I want you to get the middle sized butt plug and lube the plug and your ass and stick the plug into your sweet, tight ass.

At 4:30, you are to strip completely (if you dressed after your shower), put on your unchained nipple clamps, and lay down on the bed with the wand vibrator. You are to use the vibrator on your clit and bring yourself to the edge of orgasm. Do NOT cum! When you don't think you can take the vibrator any longer without cumming, stop for a of couple minutes. If you can handle it without cumming during the breaks, touch the wand to the nipple clamps. Repeat this over and over until 4:55. Do NOT cum.

At 4:55 get up and leave the wand on the bed. Remain naked. Get your collar and leash and put the collar on with the leash attached. Wait for me at the door on your knees. When I enter the house greet me and offer me the leash.

Love

-M

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You finish the email and read it a second time. Your breathing has become a bit more rapid. Your nipples are hardening as if in anticipation of the clamps. You look at the time on your phone. 3:17. Almost time to begin getting ready for Theus. No. Almost time to be getting ready for Master. That thought sends a pulse through your core. You're never certain exactly what to expect on these days. And nights.

Nights with Theus are sensual and often slow and romantic - not always, but often. Sometimes one of you just needs to fuck, to work out frustration or anxiety or just excess energy. Nights for Theus and Ellie are about pleasure and mutual enjoyment and release. And more release.

Dom/sub time is many of those things, but it is mostly about submission and obedience. Nights with Master are about doing what is asked of you, pleasuring him. Being used, sometimes with tenderness, sometimes not. You are flooded with memories of being dominated and toyed with.

You remember the time Master undressed you while you stood still. He took his time, getting you aroused. Teasing you. Teasing himself. Then after the last of your clothes were off, you were moved backward, and you were tied to the bed on your back, arms and legs spread wide. Blindfolded. The long, wet kiss. Then the sound of something being retrieved from the toybox. Then another sound, one you recognize well - the sound of the lid on the lubricant popping open and a few seconds later, the sound of a vibrator being turned on. The vibrator touching on one nipple, then the other. Then a hand under your ass, pulling you up slightly. And then the feel of the wet, lubricated vibrator pressing at the pucker of your asshole. And then sliding in deeper and deeper until you feel the flare at the vibrators base snug against your ass. God, the sensation is maddening.

Even though you're blindfolded, you can tell Master is just sitting on the bed, looking at your body respond - watching your face react. You can feel yourself getting wetter. And he just sits there as the vibrator sends sensations through your ass. Minutes of silence broken only by the sound of the vibrator. Five minutes? Ten? You can't tell. You need more. You whisper "Please" but it comes out like more of a whimper, begging. You immediately feel something being put in your mouth, stuffed in. You know it's your underwear, and that's confirmed when he leaves part of the crotch sitting under your nose, so that you can smell your sex - the place you marked while he undressed you. Another minute. You stay quiet now, listening to and feeling the vibrator. Two minutes.

Then a hand lightly around your throat, it pauses, and then moves downward across your upper chest, across one breast, down your stomach, your mound. Then you feel fingers rubbing you, rubbing your clit. It is already swollen some from your excitement. Master has a finger on either side of it and one across the top of it. Rubbing. Squeezing slightly. The feel of the vibrator in your ass joins the sensation your clit is sending through your pussy. Then his fingers push into you. It makes you feel like you're filling up, but there's little resistance because you're so wet. So fucking wet. He slowly fucks you with his fingers. In and out. The full length of his fingers. Jesus, three fingers. Oh god. You can feel yourself responding. And then the fingers are removed. You feel the underwear being removed from your mouth. then you feel Master's fingers, soaked with you, wiped across your upper lip and then into your mouth. You can actually feel the wetness under your nose. And you can smell it, smell yourself spread on your face, and you can taste yourself. You hear the Master's pants unzip and feel his weight leave the bed. Clothing rustling. And then the weight returns to the bed. Are you going to be fucked? Is his cock about to fill your mouth?

Then the fingers return to your clit and tease. And rub. And squeeze. And then his fingers are back inside of you, in and out, slightly less gentle this time. Faster. Your hips rise to meet the fingers. The vibrator shifts and you feel a different sensation in your ass. Mmmm. You know better than to cry out. You really don't want the underwear back in your mouth, even though it excites you. Then the fingers stop again. They are wiped on your face, under your nose, and then inserted into your mouth again. The smell of your sex is stronger. Intoxicating. You can feel your pussy dripping and the cool sensation as it runs down toward your ass and the vibrator.

Quiet again except for the vibrator. Then you hear breathing, and with the rhythm of the breathing you feel a slight motion. Oh my god. Master is stroking his own cock, watching you. Letting you know he's hard, and you can't touch him. Minutes of this. And then the fingers on your pussy AGAIN, teasing and rubbing your clit. And then they are in you again. This time they are fucking you. Fast. Hard. You can hear them slapping your pussy. You can hear the almost-slosh of your juices as Master's fingers use your pussy. Again your hips rise off of the bed. Oh god. You're getting close. The vibrator in your ass and the fingers in your pussy are one big sensation. JESUS. So close.

And the fingers stop. They are wiped on your face, under your nose, into your mouth. They are soaked! Can that all be from you? But you can tell by the smell and the taste that it IS you. Then you hear him stroking himself again. Minutes and minutes. The vibrator in your ass. The cock probably inches from you. Master looking at you. Watching you. The smell and feel of your drying juices on your face. The taste of your own pussy filling your mouth.

And he does the same thing again, bringing you to the very edge and stopping. And then one more time. And the silence again. Master gets off the bed. Jesus, is he going to leave me here with this vibrator up my ass, covered in my own wetness? And then the weight returns to the bed in a different place. You feel Master move up between your legs. Further up. You can hear his breath over you. And then. And then you feel him slide into you, slowly, letting you feel him fill you. as thick as his three fingers. But he's going deeper. God, so full. And then he begins to fuck you. Steadily and hard, but not slamming. He's making sure to get completely inside you with every thrust. You can still feel the vibrator. Again your hips raise off the bed. The vibrator shifts, touching a different spot inside your ass - a very responsive spot. You're getting close, and Master has found the rhythm that will take you all the way. You feel the mask moved off your eyes and up over your head. You can see him looking down on you. He's excited, almost in a trance. Fucking you. Wanting you. Needing you.

"You don't need to stay quiet now," he tells you. You let yourself moan and grunt. "Do you want to cum?"

"Yes, please." Two fingers smack one of your nipples.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Master. Please let me cum, Master."

"Better, slut. CUM! CUM NOW!"

And you do. HO-LY GOD! The orgasm rips through you. In your pussy, in your ass, your core, and somehow the orgasm moves into your breasts too. You are making sounds. Animal sounds. So much fucking light. So intense. And then you feel Master's body tense. You look into his eyes. Now he's grunting as he fucks. One final thrust as deep as he can get and you hear him "OH FUCK!" And you feel a jet of cum fill you. Master pulls out and stands on his knees over you. More jets of cum. Across your belly. Across your tits. It splashes on your face and into your mouth. "OOOOOOH!" After a few seconds his body relaxes some. He reaches down and removes the vibrator from your ass and turns it off. He puts the vibrator in his mouth and licks it off. Then he looks down on you, tied up, covered in his cum and your own, the bedding between your legs soaked with your juices, and your damp underwear in a wad beside your head.

Master gets off the bed and goes to the toybox. Oh my god, what now? And he comes back with the Polaroid. He snaps a photo, tosses it on the bed. "For your collection." and then he begins to untie you. What an amazing memory.

Then you remember and check your phone. 3:36. Oh shit.

You hop up from bed and remove clothing as you move toward the bathroom. By the time you enter the bathroom, you are stepping out of your underwear and are completely naked. You turn the water on and wait for it to warm and then step into the shower. The warm water hits your body, already excited by the memory of the earlier encounter with Master. You feel your body respond to the beating water, like a thousand little fingers touching you. Because you're running slightly behind, you clean yourself before indulging in any play. You shampoo your hair and soap your body, making sure you're cleaning yourself thoroughly. Your hands feel good rubbing the soap across your skin - over your breasts (spending a bit of extra time there), across your stomach and down your hips. You feel good. You feel sexy. You know how much Master loves your curves, how he can stare at your body forever - sometimes like a work of art, sometimes he has you masturbate while he watches. You continue soaping - down your legs, back up along your inner thighs, and then between your legs. You rub your vulva, your labia, your clit, making sure everything is clean and ready. Then you reach back behind you and lather between your ass cheeks, cleaning your ass thoroughly, knowing how much Master likes to lick you and taste your ass.

One of your hands move back between your legs, and you begin rubbing your clit. The other hand moves up and finds one of your heavy breasts. You lift it and feel the weight, and then you move your forefinger and thumb to the nipple and squeeze - not hard but not gently. You tug and twist. You think about Master's hands on your nipples, the way he stares directly into your eyes while he pinches and pulls - just enough to produce a shock of pleasure and the slightest bit of pain. The pain excites you more than it used to. It intensifies the pleasure. Master tells you that it's because you're such a slut and want to feel more and more pleasure. The hand between your legs is sending pleasure through you. You can't afford to get too carried away, so you begin to rinse, eventually removing the shower head and making sure all of the soap is rinsed off. Then you direct the stream of water at your pussy. God, it feels SO good. You lean back against the shower wall, which is cool to the touch. You let the water stimulate you, trying to focus one or two of the tiny little streams on your clit. Ooooh fuck, yes! Then you remember you're not allowed to cum, and you lift the shower head and place it back in its cradle. There was a time when you would have made yourself cum anyway, but you've learned two things over time. The first is that Master will know you haven't followed instructions. That might mean discipline, which is sometimes pleasurable, but you might also disappoint Master, and you don't like doing that. The second thing you have learned is that if you want Master to give you mind-shattering, body-wracking orgasms, you must be completely submissive and obedient.

You step out of the shower and towel off. You lean out the door to look at the clock. 3:54. You are back on track. You quickly dry and brush your hair. 3:58. You move to the toybox and find the middle-sized butt plug. You find the lube and cover the plug and spread some around your asshole. You can take the medium plug now without lubricant with only a little discomfort - again the slight pain is exciting for you. The medium plug is almost as thick as Master's cock. Master has given you permission to use lube, however, so you do. As the butt plug enters you, you think again of Master's hard cock, which he often lubricates with the juices from your pussy before entering your ass. God, it feels good to be full. To have your ass filled. The plug feels so good inside of you. 4:05.

Now you throw a robe around you to keep you warm. You pick up your phone and reread the email. You have until 4:30 before your next step to prepare yourself. You pick up the clothing you shed while heading to the bathroom and move them to a chair against the wall, facing the foot of the bed. Master sometimes sits in this chair while he watches you fulfill his instructions, sometimes for a long time. Occasionally, he has you sit in the chair with your arms on the chair's arms, not allowed to touch yourself, not allowed to move or make a sound. While you sit there, almost like a toy doll, the Master does things to excite you and to get you worked up. He masturbates in front of you. He fingers or uses a vibrator in his ass. He uses clamps on his own nipples, and sometimes he slaps his own nipples. Sometimes he makes you sit still and quiet while he oils his own body. You were lost in memories again, and you look at the clock. 4:19.

You decide to get things ready. You get the nipple clamps out. These are two single clamps, unconnected, with screws to adjust how tightly they pinch your nipples. You find the vibrator and clean it. The toys are always cleaned before being put away, but you clean it anyway. Then you shed the robe and lay back on the bed and wait for 4:30. The wait doesn't feel long, but you have still begun breathing more erratically as you and your body anticipate the pleasure the vibrator will bring. At precisely 4:30, you put the nipple clamps on, and a shock runs through your tits. You make sure they are adjusted properly. Master isn't always pleased if they're too loose. Then you turn the vibrator on and move it between your legs. The moment it touches your clit, your hips rise up to meet it. You feel your nipples harden and the clamps feel tighter. You feel a wave of pleasure through your pussy and into your core. You can feel it "touch" the plug in your ass. Jesus, you're not going to last very long before you have to take a break. You do as instructed and use the vibrator in a way that brings you to the very edge of an orgasm, and then you stop and pull the vibrator away. Your breathing is faster and your eyes slightly unfocused. You let your breathing slow and wonder if you dare. You do, and you touch the vibrator to one of the metal nipple clamps. The resulting vibration travels through the clamp and is almost unbearable. It is pleasure, but it's too much, and you pull the vibrator away.

You let yourself calm, and then return the wand to your pussy. God. It feels SO fucking good. You feel yourself getting wetter. You feel your asshole tightening around the plug. You feel a tingling in your nipples, you feel yourself moving toward your orgasm. No, you remind yourself, not mine. My orgasms belong to Master. Again, you pull the vibrator away from between your legs. You don't try touching it the clamps this time. It's just too much. As your breathing returns to something approximating normal, you wonder if you can handle another round without cumming. You look at the clock. 4:47. You have to do it again. You are to continue this until 4:55. Jesus. And the vibrator finds its way between your legs again. Your legs straighten. You move it to a slightly less sensitive spot, but the sensation is still strong. Your body is wired. You are so incredibly wet that you can feel it dripping out of your pussy and down your crack. Your ass is now tingling and tightening around the butt plug. Your nipples are rock hard and the clamps feel both too tight and not tight enough. It feels like your nipples are going to have their own orgasm. Your hips are now rising and falling against the large head of the wand vibrator. The action makes the vibrator stroke your pussy from bottom to top, and every time it hits the top, it touches your clit, and you nearly cum. In fact, you almost lose control. You almost disobey. You move the vibrator away just in time to avoid cumming. You let your breathing return to a steadier, deeper pattern. You try to think about anything but that tingling in your pussy, your ass, and your nipples. Eventually, you calm. You look at the clock. 4:55. Perfect!

You set the wand down and move to the dresser. Underneath your underwear is your collar, which you put around your neck and fasten. You have a couple of leashes for your collar, and you choose the metal chain. That one always seems to excite Him. You fasten it to the collar.

You look back at the bed, at the wand, and notice a giant wet spot on the bed where your pussy wet the covers. God, you are incredibly wet.

You walk to the front door about four feet back and slowly drop to your knees. This is far enough back that Master can get in the door and close it behind him without you being in his path. You have the end of the leash in both hands, and you wait. And wait. At some point, you think past 5, you hear a car pull in the driveway. A car door opens. A car door closes. You imagine you hear footsteps on the sidewalk, and after a few seconds the knob begins to turn and then the door opens. You lift both hands to offer the chain. This moment always excites you and makes you slightly afraid. You are pretty certain master wouldn't open the door if there was anyone else on the street or nearby to see you there naked and on your knees, but not 100% certain. Still, you feel your pussy respond to the thrill. You look up and see him looking down pleased. Very pleased. He takes the chain.

"Hello, love. How is my slut?"

"Happy to have you home, Master."

"And have you followed my instructions?"

"Yes, Master."

"Stand, please." You do. He reaches between your legs and feels you. "Nice and wet. Good girl. Now turn around." You do. "Bend over." You bend over and feel two hands, one with a cold chain in it, spread your ass. "Excellent. Have you enjoyed having your ass full?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Do you know why you enjoy that?"

"Yes, Master. Because I'm a slut."

"Good. Now turn back around. Let me see you." You turn around as told. He looks you up and down. He strokes a cheek with his empty hand. He traces your bottom lip with his index finger. He moves his index and middle finger inside your mouth. "Suck." And you do. Eventually he says, "Enough." And you stop. He reaches the fingers down between your legs again and rubs and then inserts the same two fingers inside your pussy. He removes them and lifts them to your mouth. "Lick." You do. Then he takes the fingers away from your mouth and puts them in his mouth and sucks on them. "Mmmm."