Catching the victim:
It started innocently enough a message on an Internet dating site, a picture of a very pretty girl and some chat. The girl turned out to be very religious and would not discuss sex or anything to do with her body at all and would stop talking for a week or more at a time as punishment, it was getting very frustrating. I had some revealing pictures that showed a very cute 32A chest with the best looking nipples I have seen in a long time, this girl was succulent and would look so good spread wide and waiting in my bed.
Things slowly progressed until there was a request for some money, just a little to help pay a few bills, no problem it was only a little money. Things kept getting better at least now we could discuss the possibility of sex. Then came the bombshell she claimed she was still a virgin and 38 years old now that has to be every mans wet dream a girl that has the body of a teenager and is that old, and totally innocent. Also she was an orphan, that is when the resident perversion in my mind broke loose, no friends no relatives and no one to wonder where she has gone I had to have her, preferably as my sex slave. How do you enslave a girl that is so innocent and half a world away? Mind control was the answer. How? I thought about it for a long while and could see no answer. Suddenly the requests for money increased and there was an inheritance it started sounding like the typical dating scam to me. What the hell I could afford to play the game for a while. I played along and found out that she was telling the truth, but I decided I had had enough of the games when she was deported back to her country of origin for not having the correct documents. I had contacts with consular officials and immigration people all confirming it was real. But after several attempts to bring her to me I was running out of patience and I decided that she had made her bed so to speak and she could lie in it and accept the consequences of her actions. After several tear jerking e-mails and cries of despair I finally managed to crack her composure. I demanded nude pictures to show the evidence of the suffering she claimed to be undergoing. I asked for pics of her on her back with her leg spread and her pussy open, and her nipples stiffened so that she was aroused and wet and looked to be begging for sex. The answer was better than I expected, not only did I get my pictures I also got a chink in her mental armour that gave me the leverage to control her mind and eventually her body as well. Time to push the plan ahead as much as I could.
What a result I got 6 pictures of tits and pussy including two close ups of a very tidy looking pussy. Slightly larger inner lips hanging open begging to be sucked and nibbled and maybe even pinched a little if my plans come good. The nipples look so good ready for nipple clamps and some seriously painful nipple play.
I told her I wanted to fuck her and use her body for my sexual pleasure and she was very hesitant to talk to me so I refused to answer her requests for a chat for several days, slowly she was becoming dependant on me for her mental survival. Alas she saw through my plans and stopped talking. What the hell I had some amazing amateur pussy pictures. I forgot her and went on with my life.
6 months have gone by I kept the pictures and deleted all the rest of my contact with her. Out of nowhere I got e-mail asking to restart things. No way I had had enough and did not need this again. I told her that I had no feelings for her at all and did not what any sort of a relationship. She begged me to reconsider, I did. No change. She begged again, so I told her I only wanted to use her body for my sexual pleasure. No contact for a week, then a chat request, with the all important question, "what sort of pleasure?"
I replied. "any thing I want to do that does not mark or scar you, but I will cause you pain."
We had long chats as to what I wanted from her. I told her I wanted her tied up or maybe retrained while I spanked her and tormented her pussy. I explained to her that in my house she would only wear clothes when we had visitors and then only a long robe tied at the waist. I managed to ingrain 3 commands in her as well, the first was DROP meaning she went to her knees and stared sucking me. The second was PRESENT at which she was to get on her hands and knees and lower her head and shoulders to the floor presenting her pussy and arse for my immediate pleasure. The final command was TOP and was to be used when we were away from home and meant that she should immediately reveal her tits to me or anyone else that was there with me and be ready for me to fondle and maul her breasts.
Several days went by and then a reply "if that is what you want, I agree to your terms to help me."
I was back in business, now, how do I make her my slave. We spent several days chatting as I slowly introduced the idea of sex into the conversations and she stayed with me as the chats got more explicit, I asked if she would play a game with me as we chatted and asked her to pretend to be my slave the immediate reply was "yes Master" I think I had discovered an unknown dark side to this lady. I told her I wanted to tie her up on my bed and take her by force and leave her there for the day so I could fuck as I pleased for the day she claimed to like the idea and that she would be my submissive and willing slave. I also convinced her that she could only chat with me if she was naked and ready to masturbate for me. Slowly she has come to associate me with sexual pleasure and gratification. Now that I had got her to become dependant on me for pleasure could I make her understand pain as part of sex, and understand pain and punishment were now part of her sex life as my sex slave.
I explained to her about her body and told her that she could feel really good if she used a small clamp on her clit when it was erect to hold it firmly. She asked me what sort of clip and I asked her what she had, she said she had a bull dog clip (you all know the ones black with a couple of big levers and hurt like hell if you pinch your finger in them). I told her that might be firm enough and that she should play with her nipples and pussy until her clit stood up waiting to be clamped. She told me several minutes later her nipple were hard and her clit erect. I suggested she try the clip, I almost heard the scream of pain as she let the clip go and let it crush her clit. I demanded that under no circumstances should she remove it until I told her as the pleasure should kick in any moment. Her immediate reply was "master it hurts so bad" I asked her if she wanted me to tell her how to make the pain less and you guessed it the answer was prompt "how master?" I explained to her that clamping her nipples would draw the pain away from her clit. Again I could almost hear the screams as she let the clamps go on her swollen hard and sensitive nipples. I was enjoying the images of her naked and on her back with this huge clip slowly and painfully crushing her clit and nipples when I got my next surprise, "Master it hurts so bad but it feels so good as well . . . I need something . . . I am not sure what but your slave needs something"
I asked her if she felt empty and needed filling the reply was "oh yes but what"