The beginning:
Master had called her that morning, Slut was told he was ready to take her to the next level of his training of her, told the slut she was requested at his home with him this weekend for training that pussy to feel more of the ache of need of her cock and denial. In that denial of sluts orgasm making her ache deeper to love the cock even more, that she is learning her purpose. He told her to pack her bag, bring her enema stuff, her plug. To not shower or wash her hair, but dress in her hose, her jeans and tank top... to drive to the mall and text him once there... Master hung up the phone.
Slut has been aching for the cock; Master had been training her for awhile now. Her ache controls her thoughts now, that ache and need is the sluts only thought, that cock to be deep inside her now for sometime. He wont use that anal cunt, wont use her aching, needing pussy... only teasing it making the slut wait, just making her hornier, aching more to love that cock... to be in her place... knowing her purpose... feel and know what she is to herself.. To him. This drives her to him more, she can't say no to his will for her. His training, her submission flows to him, naturally uncontrollably like no other from what he gives her though this denial.
As the slut got dressed, she began to get nervous, not sure what was going to happen. Slut packed her bag... thoughts of what may happen or what her Master was going to do to her kept racing though her head. Would he finally use her aching pussy, let her cum all over that cock allowing that ache deep in her to be satisfied? Would he continue to torment it, keep making her take her orgasm to the edge? Would he make her beg him to make her stop, not allow her to cum... Making her deep ache for the cock she loves and needs even worse. Knowing he would, Slut knew that she would at least be able to love the cock with her mouth. If nothing else finding happiness in knowing her purpose.
Slut gets to the parking lot, sends her Master the text that she is there. Before she can put the phone down it rings. Sluts need builds more as she answers the phone... knowing it is him, knowing what that deep voice does to her and her ache, need of him. Masters only words are, hello slut, reach into your pants over your hose; bring that cunt to the edge for me. Play with it slow; softly...think of that cock... Don't cum!! Her ache builds; her pussy gets wetter, clit starts to swell knowing what she has to do. The slut reaches and unbuttons her jeans, reaches her hand in over her pantyhose, knowing she loves that feeling of nylon on her swollen lips, that aching clit... rubbing her lips softly, closing her eyes as she plays... thinking of Master, that cock she loves and needs to completely take care of with her mouth and body.
As a couple minutes goes by she hears a car pull up, slut looks and it's him, watching her... the whole time...he was only a row over... he pulls up to her...rolls down his window, they were all dark tinted. Play with it slut... rubs it softly... Look me in the eyes while you play for me... There is no shame in being who you are, don't worry about others. Enjoy feeling that ache for me, learn to love it, crave that ache and need. Bring it to the edge for your Master; your owner... tell me your purpose slut... all the slut can say is, to love the cock, to be one with the cock and the cock is one with me... Good girl....
Get your bag slut, and get in the car is what she heard next. Slut couldn't say no to his wishes, her ache, her desire, her submission to him was almost complete. As she sat down in the seat, shut to the door. Her master leaned in; kissed her softly on her lips told her she is a very good girl, she is learning her purpose. He took her bag placed it in the back, along with her purse. As he came back from the back seat he told slut to close her eyes, listen and behave.
A blindfold was placed over the sluts eyes, she was buckled in and her wrists were bound by the leather restraints he placed on her wrists. Master holding her hand, to give her a little comfort knowing she is nervous. Feeling like we were driving for awhile, we stop and turn going down a long gravel drive way, which feels like it goes on and on. Finally stop I hear the garage door open we pull in, and as it closes my door opens and Master takes slut by the hand.
As slut is lead into the house, lead into a room in the house... she is told strip and to kneel start touching, caressing her pussy softly and wait for his return. As Master returns slut can here the chain, the chain she loves yet fears for knowing what it does to her. Slut hears his command to lift her hair, slut can feel the thick leather collar go around her neck, lock into place.
I hear that command, play with that pussy again...we need to bring it to edge again don't we my lil cock princess. Yes my slut... once you get to where your Master needs you to be, you will be my lil cock princess, not just slut. You have to be trained and pushed further, taken to a new level of submission to me, to the cock...