White Slave Harem

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

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Chapter 5

Last night had been turning point for them. Debbie had realized when she forced Sir James to punish her in the village it had been a low point for the both of them. She still remembered his sad and mournful looks when he had been forced to give her to the village as punishment. It was something he had done before with other harem slaves, but no one affected him like Debbie had. He had been in love with her since the moment he bought her and now he was feeling like she loved too.

Last night confirmed all of these feelings, for both of them. In the morning when they woke, they spent a lot of time cuddling and staring into each other's eyes. No words of love for spoken, but with every touch and every look they both knew they had crossed the boundary of love. Officially they were still master and slave and especially Debbie knew her place now. She wanted her master and lover to dominate her and make her feel things she never knew she could.

For the next six weeks Debbie was in a loving heavenly haze. Her master had a sex drive that left her breathless. Every morning she would wake with either his fingers or lips to titillating her as she woke and he kept it up until she was pleading with him to take her. Only when she begged him would he fuck her with the sexual drive of a man possessed. However, after he finished his work in the mornings, the afternoon was when he really took advantage of his harem slave.

Every day her Master was orchestrating her through multiple orgasms in some special bondage apparatus. Debbie found herself in a blissful fog and she was in a constant state of passionate excitement with her body trembling and shaking. After the first couple of days all Sir James had to do was give her the "I'm going to Ravish You" look. Then she would feel her knees shake, nipples harden and pussy gush in anticipation of what was to come.

Sir James had always made love to her with his eyes and for Debbie that was one of the incredible things about her new found love for him. They didn't have to be touching for her to feel James's love; all he had to do was look at her. From almost the first time they met Sir James would always look at her with love or passion in his eyes and in the beginning that made her feel terribly uncomfortable. As she discovered her desires his looks made her tremble inside as she felt beautiful, sexy, and hungered for.

Now when he walked into a room her body reacted to his presence. Her belly would tremble in anticipation, with her nipples would harden and her womanly folds pleaded for his touch. Her body was truly owned by him and one of his, "I'm going to ravish you looks," would send tremors through her body, with her knees getting weak. She was finding it more and more difficult to think about anything. She only wanted to feel her Master's hands or lips tormenting her. She wanted to feel his ropes binding her and feeling his cock pulsing inside her.

For Debbie this incredible experience was all about her and her Master, they were the ones making love and that's what it was about, and their overwhelming love for each other. Most of James's business was done during the morning hours and afternoons were devoted to the ravishing of his new harem slave.

At nights when James took her to bed were their special times. Each night he would cradle her in his arms as he soothed her tired muscles and rubbed lotion into her skin. Debbie would bask in the glow of his boundless love with his hands kneading, soothing and caressing her while his eyes drizzled his love into her. Every night her body felt soothed, relaxed and replenished with all of his special treatment. Likewise, her heart and mind were filled to overflowing with love he poured into her. Every night she fell asleep in his arms as he took care of her and in the mornings, she still there with their bodies intertwined as they slept. Debbie felt her heart ache with the overpowering love she felt every time she looked at her Master.

Debbie loved all sorts of bondage. She loved being stretched tight contorted into all kinds of unnatural positions. Stretched like that her skin became ultrasensitive and with just the bondage she trembled on edge of an orgasm. However, she found very quickly that she loved the suspension bondage the most. She found it physically challenging as she hung contorted and she was scared hanging in the air. Maybe it was that little bit of fear that kept her on the edge.

Debbie knew she could not do this without James. He was the only person she could trust to take care of her. She was convinced James liked it too, because his eyes would devour her as she hung helpless before him. The combination of the powerless fear, the kinky stretch and her Masters ravaging looks, had Debbie unable to hold out against his seductive onslaught. Hanging helpless in front of him she never knew what would come next, but she knew she was defenseless against the power she had given him.

It was at moments like this that she truly discovered love. She was open and vulnerable with her quivering core exposed. She was as naked on the inside as she was on the outside. He could do anything he wanted to her and she couldn't stop him, but she trusted him to love her, cherish her, respect her and never hurt her. She watched his eyes devouring all the love that she had exposed to him and she knew he needed her just as much as she needed him. By taking what he wanted he gave her what she craved.

She felt free and safe as he pushed her boundaries then by taking what belonged to him, she felt love likes of which she had never known. He understood her mind while acknowledging her flaws. He understood her needs and wants better than she did then he guided her through the rapture that is their love. Her heart pounded in her chest knowing that she wanted this and it was too late to ever turn back.

There were multiple times during the suspension set he made her cum with just his breath on her skin, or a touch. She could tell by the pride in his eyes that he loved the way she responded to him, but she knew she didn't have a choice. She belonged to him, unable to think, only feel as he took what belonged to him. He ravaged her, made her feel things that blew her mind and made it impossible for her to love anyone but him.

The playroom contained several things that Debbie came to love, with the first being a St. Andrews cross. In this one Debbie was tied to both front ways and back. With her facing the cross her back and magnificent ass were on display and this position was made for punishment. Debbie was such a good slave that it was rarely used for punishment. With her back against the cross it was all about sensuality, teasing, titillating and making her cum hard and often. Debbie loved the St. Andrews cross she knew it would be getting a lot more quality time.

Debbie loved being stretched tightly backwards over one of the large telephone cable spools. In college James had used one of these as a coffee table in his apartment and he assumed most college students have done the same thing. However, he had only recently thought about using it as a bondage device. Debbie's arms and legs are bound to the floor so her back was in an extreme arch, with her tiny belly being pulled into a thin connector between her upper and lower body. Her breasts were pulled up close to her face as gravity and the stretch rolled them to the top of her chest. With her legs pulled and stretched downwards her glimmering pussy was glaringly displayed and pouted as James loved playing with her.

There was one other toy that Debbie loved and it was called a Sybian vibrator with a dildo attachment and the extreme clit stimulator. It was designed like small barrel that Debbie had to sit on top of and at the top of the barrel it had a row knobs could come in contact with her clit. The last bit was a dildo that stuck in top and she would sit on it. When she first saw it James read the advertisement and it claimed to give some women their very first orgasm and turn others into multi-orgasmic. They both looked at each other and wondered what this would do for someone like Debbie that was already multi-orgasmic, well they would find out.

When Debbie first sat on it and it was turned on, she almost jumped off the device. She said it sent powerful jolts through her clit and she wasn't sure how much of it she could take. It was intense and explosive, with Debbie cumming harder than she ever had. They wound up trying several small sequences on the device and towards the end Debbie was starting to like it.

James came up with an additional idea and mounted the Sybian about 3 feet off the ground on a post. He bound Debbie's arms behind her in a bondage sleeve then set Debbie on top of the device. In this configuration her feet couldn't touch the ground. Her arms were bound behind her and all of her weight pressed her clit against the stimulators so she had to take everything that was given. When James set her on top of the device, she looked a little scared, but when she looked into James's eyes, she knew he would never let anything happen to her.

When James turned it on, she was still looking into his eyes and almost immediately her eyes glazed over and started to moan. "Oh Master, OH God, Oh oh oh, Master stay with me, Oh God." James wrapped his arm around her so she wouldn't fall and that security helped, because within a couple of minutes she started cumming. When James turned it to about 75% Debbie screamed with her whole-body convulsing. Then something happened that it never happened before, Debbie had a squirting orgasm. As her stomach muscles clenched a gush of orgasmic fluid soaked the clit stimulator.

Her whole body was rigid with her belly knotted in a hard six-pack and her face a cross between bliss and pain. It was the most rapturous painful and blissful moment of her life. Debbie felt her whole body turn inside out as the power of her Master's ecstasy tore through her. Her toes curled, thighs shook, arms clinched and every muscle in her body screamed. If James hadn't been holding her Debbie would have convulsed off the device.

James heard her whispering. "Please no more, Please God no more." Then he shut off the vibrator and pulled her off the device into his arms. Even so it was almost a minute before her orgasms stopped, but then she still had body spasms and full body shivers for almost an hour afterwards. Once again James held her the whole time stroking and soothing her body.

As he was holding her and while her body was still quivering, James realized something was missing from his harem slave, a collar. She needed to know how he felt about her and he wanted everyone else to know that she was exclusively his.

Sir James stared into Debbie's eyes and saw an endless pool of love. It had been almost 2 months and James was ready. "I'm going to make you my exclusive bondage slave and collar you. We will have an elaborate ceremony in which you will be formally bonded to me forever. I want everyone to know that you belong to me, you are mine exclusively."

Debbie felt her heart growing two sizes as he expressed his love for her. She knew this was as close to marriage she would ever get that being the exclusive harem slave for her master was a pretty big deal. Her heart ached and her eyes filled with joyful tears as she gleefully said, "Yes, my Master. I am honored to belong to you and thrilled to wear your collar."

Her face was much more expressive than her words and as joyful tears streamed down her cheeks, Sir James knew just how happy she was. He kissed her on the nose and forehead before adding, "You will work with several wedding planners to set up a venue in the castle for at least 500 people and later we will go over what the collaring ceremony entails."