The Pandemic Slave
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave any constructive comments.
PS -- If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories, and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.
Chapter 4
As he held her against his chest, Don knew he couldn't let this moment go to waste. He gathered her in his arms and told her, "We are going for a walk and you are going to show everyone just how sexy you are and that you are my slave. What do you think of that my beauty?"
Suzy felt goosebumps erupt all over her body. What he said lit a fire inside her and her mind went to several versions of what he meant. She knew he loved showing her off in something sexy almost as much as she did, and she hoped this was part of his plan. Suzy had always been an unabashed exhibitionist and loved wearing super tight, skimpy or even non-existent outfits She even envisioned him having her walking naked down the street and excited anticipation churned in her core. Oh Lord, she wanted him to treat her like his Gorean slave girl.
She also thought about him collaring her, just like she saw on the internet and that possession aspect of the Dom/Sub excited her as well. Her mind swirled with different options, then she furtively glanced at him as he waited for her answer. She cleared her throat and with her eyes cast downward she demurely said, "It is my pleasure to serve my master in any way he wants. If you want me to walk naked down the street bound at the end of your leash that is what I will do."
The grin on Don's face broadened as he contemplated what she was suggesting. Not only was she excitedly agreeing to his walk, she had suggested additional ways to make their walk titillating and exciting. He stared at her incredibly toned, naked, and sumptuous body asking himself if he wanted to share this vision of female perfection with the rest of the neighborhood. Hell, yes, he did! He wanted everyone in the world to know that this vision of unparalleled beauty belonged to him and to have her as his Gorean slave girl was out of this world electrifying.
He ogled her nude made-up body and decided that she had already designed the perfect outfit for their walk. However, a totally nude Suzy might attract unwanted police presence, so he decided on a slight modification to her silky skin. Don guided her into her closet, gathered one of her old pairs of jeans and he began cutting away all the fabric except the seams. Within seconds he had created the sexist pair of Daisy Dukes Suzy had ever seen and she was thrilled to try them on.
As she slid them up her legs, she thought she looked more alluring than she had naked. She smiled saucily and gave Don a huge hug saying, "They are perfect ... Master. Do you want me to wear anything else?"
Don ogled her outfit with her legs and ass total exposed. The Daisy Dukes only covered a small portion of her nether regions and left all of her ass cheeks completely exposed. He decided that the Daisy Dukes left her more sensual than going completely naked. Of course her totally exposed breasts and nipples made him gawk in admiration.
Her question told Don what she wanted the answer to be and he completely agreed with her suggestion. However, he looked at her sternly and answered, "My baby slave, you do not presume to tell me what you want. You will take what I give you and I will dress you how I want."
Suzy looked sheepish at his dressing down and murmured, "Yes, Master"
Then he did exactly what she hoped he would, he placed cuffs around her wrists, cuffed her hands behind her back and buckled a dog collar around her neck. Don turned her to face him and brushed her hair away from breasts and down her back leaving her front totally exposed, then he lovingly said, "This collar is only temporary. My gorgeous slave deserves a collar as stunning as she is, but unfortunately the pandemic has closed the jewelry stores. However, from now on you will be collared so everyone knows you belong to me."
Suzy felt tears pool in her eyes as the depth of his love shown through, then the tears spilled down her cheeks as he adoringly attached a leash to the collar. She was getting everything she wanted, not because she asked for it, but because he loved her and knew what she needed. She stood straight presenting herself for his inspection and his eyes obligingly caressed every inch of her exposed silky skin leaving a trail of goosebumps everywhere they went.
Don's fingers followed his eyes and caressed her unprotected parts that begged for his touch. His magical hands were pure sensual current that left her breathless as they roamed at will over her vulnerable breasts and belly. The light brush over her nipples left them engorged and hard, waiting for more of the carnal electricity. His forefinger and thumb closed on her pleading nipples giving them the painful squeeze they desired and leaving her pussy gushing her needy juices.
Suzy opened her trembling legs hoping that those magic fingers would slide down her sunken belly, under her tiny Daisy Dukes and over her clit. As his magic fingers did just as she desired, she felt her knees start to buckle and only his fingers inside her drenched pussy kept her from falling to the floor. His fingers were enchanting inside her as they stroked her G-Spot and teased her clit leaving her swimming in his erotic euphoria. She couldn't help herself and she felt like a desperate slut begging for more with her hips curving into his fingers pleading for more. His magical hands on her nipples and inside her pussy made her hips buck in a primal dance with her orgasm only moments away. Then he stopped and her pussy was empty.
As Suzy moaned her lust filled eyes tried to focus on the man, she loved in front of her. "Please master finish me ... don't leave me like this."
The man standing in front of her was sucking on the fingers that had only moments before been in her desperately needy cunt. Watching him suck her juices from his fingers only rekindled the fire in her loins. He finally said, "No my love slave, no orgasms until I say so! I want that desperately sensual look on your face as we walk, so everyone that looks at you will know what a sensually erotic slave you are. Besides when I let you cum, I want it to be explosive exposing the hot, wild, and gorgeous babe inside you. You look so fucking sexy when your cum devastates your ability to control your quivering body."
He put his fingers between her lips and let her taste her own nectar, but that wasn't enough, so she voraciously deep throated his fingers like they were his cock. Her desperate longing to cum showed on her face and for a moment Don almost felt himself give in. He removed his fingers from her ravenous mouth and began to gather all the things he thought they would need for their walk. Suzy watched as he stowed things in his backpack and she saw rope, cuffs, a flogger and several juice boxes.
Suzy knew this was not just going to be a walk, because he had erotic or bondage plans for her and she knew she would love whatever those plans were. The knowledge that something special was coming made her nipples stiffen and ache, while her pussy generated her special nectar and yearned to have him inside her. She was definitely loving being his sub and Suzy began to squirm in anticipation of what was to come.
Don watched Suzy out of the corner of his eye and saw her eyes widen, her nipples stiffen, and her hips mambo to the dance of primal need. She almost swooned as her mind began to dream of what was going to happen. He even added a few things he had no intention of using, knowing that it would fire up her imagination and make her blazing hot in anticipation.
As soon as his knapsack was full and, on his back, he grabbed Suzy's leash and led her out the front door. The sun was starting to set as they set off towards the ocean and Suzy immediately started feeling conspicuous. It felt as though every eye in the neighborhood was on her watching her naked body being led around by a leash. A red blush spread from her face eventually covering her whole body. She tried bending over and letting her long silky hair cover her exposed breasts, but Don pulled on the leash admonishing, "Baby, I am proud of the way you look and I want you to stand proudly, showing everyone what God and the gym has blessed you with and what you have given to me."
She looked into his eyes and realized what he said was true. He wanted everyone to know what was his and that he was honored by her gift of submission. She had become excited with the Dominate/Submissive dance they were doing, but now he had taken it to a whole new level, and it was becoming a lifestyle. It may seem violent or kinky from the outside, but it is nature at its most tangible.
Men are hunters and they hunt, conquer, rule and dominate their environment. Women love to be chased and then dominated by their man. They love to put up a fight and resist at first, but deep down they love to be conquered and submit to the man they love. This was something she had a hard time with at first, because she had always fought with men, but she realized that nature is not that way. In the dance of life the man must lead and the woman must follow. It took a pandemic for her to learn that.