The wait was over as Master Jim relaxed in his easy chair and sipped coffee in front of the fireplace as it heated the room. Months of preparation has come to and end, as he was very pleased with his slave. She was very beautiful sitting next to him at his feet. A woman young but very able and capable of being the perfect slave. They had met on the internet and gone through many trying times together before she consented to become his property.
At first she could not understand the changes he wished to make with her. She had given herself fully to him in every way possible and being a lady she had known herself and how to be happy doing what she wanted to do with her life. She was now fully owned and loved by her master and sitting there at his feet she knew that this was her calling.
To bring pleasure to her man, to feel the pleasure of his passion even in torment and torture of her body she would gladly give in to every little pleasure he desired. A very changed woman from the day they had met. She was a strong lady that could take punishment and turn it into pleasure. But the changes she had gone through to make her master proud and happy were life long changes that would stay with her forever.
She was a lady of sexual pleasure even before the changes were made to her body. She could enjoy sex of any kind and the more pain she endured the more she enjoyed herself. Even before The tongue rings and the nipple rings and ever the three rings on her pussy and the hood of her clitoris she could sustain a great amount of pleasure. Her master had even thought about having her teeth pulled and replaced with beautiful new teeth that were white as the driven snow, only to be taken out at the proper time for even greater pleasure as she sucked his cock.
Except for the leather straps that adorned her body she was naked and waiting to serve him. Only a week ago she had taken a tattoo upon her back that was her true identity, a beautiful picture of a slave in her true position in life, on her knees and ready to give pleasure in any way possible.
She was always to wear the wrists bands and ankle bands around her wrists ankles so that Master Jim could bind her wrists feet in any position he desired at any time. And the color that she so loved earning and keeping on at all times was one of pride and devotion. She was truly now the perfect slave to her man and master.
She had gone through so much strife and punishment to get to this point and had so deserved and yearned her right to be there. Just feeling the caress of her master as she stayed kneeling at his feet made her smile with love and pride. She had endured the changes and the training only to realize that she would give herself to this man, this gentle master for the rest of her life.
To truly be at this point in her life was amazing, nothing matter other than the pleasure and happiness of her master. She had done well with the training and instructions given her over the past few months and she knew her master would treat her with love and respect as long as he lived.
Each day and each week that went by her master had shown his love and passion in many different ways, she knew of his love for her even as the he abused her body for his pleasure, even as he brought man after man to her to train her and develop her skills of pleasure, she was never alone in the training and usage of her body. Her master would direct the desired outcome and she would learn each and everyday in the pleasures of her master.
She was dreaming of the times he had brought several men at a time to use her openings, they would have many different sized cocks, some thick and short and some very long and thin, even at times she would have to endure cocks that were of 12 inches or greater and so thick they would make her bleed as they raped each of her pleasure holes, and the times that she would cum for her master as they ripped her open.
She even recalled the times she would pass out from deep throating these large cocks only to know that her master was there to watch as they continued to use her to cum deep in her throat. Each day and each man was a learning experience for her. She was there to learn to bring pleasure every way possible and to keep giving pleasure with each breath she took.
Often during the days her master would leave her hanging on the St Andrews Cross with dildo's in her ass and pussy until he returned home from work, only o be whipped and flogged for his entertainment. At times he would whip her until she could take no more only to know her limits and how much endurance she would handle. Her master would be so proud of her to know the power he possessed over her. Often she would even beg for more and ask to be used hard so he would know that she enjoyed being his pride and joy.
She got so used to cumming often and always alerted her master of her cumming only to be rewarded by even more abuse and even longer times she could cum hard for him. She would cum so hard at times she would not be able to stand it and pass out from the joys of being the perfect slave. She even remembered the times she took the complete Champagne bottles in her pussy knowing that she was as she held the tip of the bottle outside her pussy she would soon feel her master fucking her with them only to cum hard and long until he pulled it away from her.
He would teach her to cum from the pain he gave her and to continue to beg him for more and more until she was completely exhausted. She knew the Champagne bottles were training for things to cum and the first time she took her master huge hand she knew she was giving him pleasure as he fist fucked her until the pleasure was so great she again passed out.
Even as she kneeled before him at this moment it would be only a matter of time before her reached for her, to use one of her pleasure holes to dump his cum in. She loves his cum, it was so tasty and so thick and she knew that she was now trained to continue to bring pleasure to him long after he had cum, and to keep him not only hard but also at his multiple climax point, for she knew he loves to keep cumming time after time with the passion of a stallion and the stamina of a bull. Her tongue rings would do the trick soon and she knew this was his favorite way of using her.