Naughty Dream of Being a Sex Slave

Have you ever had a desire so naughty that you felt you couldn't share with anyone? Something you dream about experiencing but know that it will probably never happen? I do. I think about it constantly and it has nearly consumed me.

I have a fantasy that plays over and over in my head. I am kept as a sex slave. Not in a scary or violent situation mind you; I am kept as a plaything for my mistress to do whatever she wants to. I don't really have a picture of what my mistress looks like, though my tastes lean towards a raven haired woman with big doe eyes, firm breasts and elegant curves. She is the dark beauty to my blonde, hourglass frame with I cup breasts. I know how I want her to make me feel; I want her to possess me completely. To control my body and own my pleasure.

I see myself living in our home and making sure that all her needs are taken care of. Everything a housewife would do, but with extra spice. My mistress watches me through cameras peppered around the house (except for the bathroom) and can speak to me through the audio system connected to them. She likes me to wear sexy clothes that show off my figure, especially my breasts. A typical outfit for me is a short flared skirt that exposes my pussy when I bend over and a corset with balconet cups that just cover my nipples. My mistress leaves me instructions for what she expects to see me wearing when she leaves for work (she works in IT, so she is able to watch me from her monitors all day). She also tells me which toys I am to use on myself while she is away. There is always some kind of vibrator and usually a dildo or plug. Sometimes if my mistress is feeling very naughty, she will slide a remote control bullet inside of me while I am sleeping. She can control that with an app and I wake up to the most amazing orgasms.

I love being on display for my mistress. I take pride in making myself the perfect toy for her and being the best pet I can. Anything my mistress asks, I do without hesitation. My favorite times are when my mistress has me spread myself wide in front of the living room camera. That camera points not only at our living room but also at the stairs going up to our bedroom. We have hidden straps attached to our wrought iron rails of the staircase that I can slip into and be bound and waiting for my mistress to come home. The steps are deep enough that I can sit while having my ankles and wrists cuffed and my legs spread open and arms above my head. This position also forces my back to arch and thrust out my breasts for anyone to see. My mistress will tell me to only wear vibrating panties set on the lowest setting, nipple clamps and a blindfold. It makes me so wet to prepare myself for her like this. Knowing that she will come home to me like this and that I am powerless to make myself come while bound sends shivers through my entire body.

I imagine my mistress coming in the front door, closing and locking it behind her. She turns to look at me (the stairs are to the right of the front door so I am not exposed to someone looking in) and grins when she sees that I have done what I was told. I hear her heels tap on the floor as she walks over to me, coming along the side of the railing and gently caressing the side of my breast. I gasp sharply, her touch lighting up my skin like an electrical current. She chuckles at my reaction, knowing how much I love this lack of control. I have left the controls to my panties nestled between my breasts, out of reach so I can't stop or increase the vibrations teasing my clit.

My mistress whispers in my ear that she is so pleased to see what a good girl I am and that she wants to reward me but first I need to help her find release. Her pussy is so slick and swollen from watching me all day and she needs to be taken care of. She climbs the stairs to my head and lowers herself onto my mouth I greedily stick out my tongue to lap up her sweet juices; swirling over her clit in a figure 8 and then sucking hard. She grabs my hair to better control my movements and I straighten my tongue to pump into her pussy as best as I can. My mistress reaches behind her to tug on my nipple clamps and my body starts to shake. She finds the remote that I placed there and she taps the controls to increase the speed. I moan into her pussy as I feel my orgasm building deep inside of me. My mistress slaps one of my breasts and I yelp, the shock of pain bringing me back to my task of making my mistress come. I should never come before my mistress unless she gives me permission to do so. I use my nose to rub her clit and fuck her pussy with my tongue, pumping in and out as fast as I can.

Seeing that I am working hard to please her, my mistress turns the speed down on my panties but gently glides her fingers over my nipples. This attention causes my back to arch even more and I tilt my head back, driving my tongue deeper into her hole. My mistress cries out and I feel her thighs start to shake. I pull my tongue from inside of her and attack her clit, sucking and locking with abandon. She yanks the blindfold off of my eyes, telling me to watch as she comes. She is so beautiful and it makes my pussy clench to see her come undone and to know that I was the one to do that. Her chest heaves from the exertion and her hair has tumbled down onto her shoulders from the clip keeping it back. As she comes back down from her orgasm, she holds my head by my hair with one hand and with the other, cranks up the speed on my panties. My body jolts at the increased sensation and the orgasm rips through my body. Blackness creeps in on the edge of my vision and I lose all sense of time. Reaching behind her, my mistress deftly pulls off one nipple clamp and then the other. The blood comes flowing back and the sensation is enough to make me come a second time. I come so hard that I black out.

When I come to, my mistress has uncuffed me and carried me to our bedroom. She has laid me on our bed and settled herself between my thighs. She lazily runs her tongue up and down my folds and laps at my clit. I stretch like a cat at the tingles she sends up and down my body. Now that I am awake, she grips my hips and attacks my pussy. My legs are thrown over her shoulders and she pushes me back so my hips are in the air and she can feast on me. She latches onto my clit and sucks it into her mouth. She slides two fingers into my wet hole and begins to curl her fingers, expertly finding that spot inside me that makes my toes curl. Her other hand makes its way to the extremely sensitive skin of my nipple and starts drawing circles around the puckered bud. She plucks at my nipple while she sucks hard on my clit and pumps my pussy. It is all I can do to keep from crying as she draws another orgasm from my body. I scream her name as my body shakes and still she is unrelenting; she sucks and teases my body again and again until I come with a soundless scream and collapse on the bed, unconsciousness overtaking me.

I dream of becoming someone's slave and bring myself to orgasm fantasizing about it almost every day. I hope someday I will be able to share my naughty dream with someone who can make it come true.