COLLARED GIRLFRIEND
ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18
Paige was excited to see her boyfriend. She turned 18 four months ago, and her parents were FINALLY letting her have the house to herself for the weekend. She was excited to spend time with her boyfriend, Nathan, who lived a few hours away while attending school.
Paige and Nathan attended High School together, but Nathan was two years older. They had dated since Paige was in grade 10, and survived long distance, cheating rumours, and Paige's insistence on waiting until her 18
th
birthday to lose her virginity.
Nathan was not a patient man. He sped in his hand-me-down Buick down the highway. He had held off sex and masturbation for weeks, wanting to blow an absolute load all over his girlfriend's face. He was backed up, horny, and ready for a full weekend of sex, and was going to do anything to get his wish.
As Paige's parents were making their way to the door, they were leaving a laundry list of things to remember. "If you cook, remember to turn off the burner. If you have friends over, please clean up after yourself, and no drinking."
That was all standard stuff, until her Dad chimed in. "No Nathan. I am too young to be a grandfather. If he is here this weekend, he doesn't spend the night."
This was expected, so Paige had told Nathan to park down the street so none of the many nosey neighbours around her house would tell her parents about the "eye-sore that boy drives" being parked in the drive way all weekend.
Paige nodded along to all of the directions. "You know, my math textbook might have fewer things to remember," she joked.
Paige's mom stopped and smiled. "Paige, hunny, you're our only child. We trust you; we just want you to be safe."
"I know, Mom, I love you both, but please, it would be weird for you both to be here when my friends get here," a white lie from Paige planted weeks earlier, indicating that friends from school were on their way for a slumber party.
"Okay, dear, we'll leave you be. Call us if you need anything!" With a hug and a kiss on the cheek, Paige's parents were gone.
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To say Nathan had taken a dark turn since High School would be a bit of an understatement. The combination of a girlfriend who made him wait for sex until he was 20 and distance from that girlfriend had led him down a path that he kept concealed. He watched porn, read porn, used AI bots, and, on occasion, and certainly without Paige's knowledge, had girls over at his apartment.
Nathan wanted this weekend to be the 'last hurrah.' He was going to break up with her, but he wanted to have some naughty, nasty fun with his current girlfriend.
He scratched his beard, brown in colour, matching his wavy, neck-length hair. He pulled into town and progressed towards Paige's street before remembering to park a few blocks away. He parked his Buick and swung his duffle bag around his shoulder carefully, not wanting to break what was inside.
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It was about 30 minutes after Paige's parents left when Nathan let himself in. Paige was in the kitchen with a glass of water. Her face lit up as the door closed. "You're here!" She exclaimed excitedly, setting the glass done and giving him a hug. Nathan wrapped one arm around her thin figure. Her modest B cup breasts concealed by a flowy blouse pressed against his grey hoodie, one of the few he had left in his collection, while the rest were in Paige's closet.
Nathan's hand greedily slid down her back and onto his favorite body feature on his girlfriend; her wide, round ass. She smiled and kissed him softly. "Have you eaten? I can start making dinner," she offered.
Nathan smiled back at her freckled face, framed with curly brown hair and featured a small, rounded nose and soft blue eyes. "I'm fine for now. I got you some things," he replied. "One I want you to try on."
"Ooo okay!" she innocently beamed.
Nathan led Paige to a mirror that hung in the adjacent living room. "Close and cover your eyes," he asked.
Paige smiled and did as requested. Nathan then pulled out a thick silver collar band. The inner layer had three rows of black plastic stub-like pieces around the collar. Nathan checked his phone to ensure the collar was paired before clamping it onto Paige's neck, locking it in place from the back.
Paige removed her hands from her eyes and looked at the silver band around her neck. "Um, Nathan, I don't know about this..." she said nervously, touching it nervously.
"Oh, you will be," Nathan snarled. He pressed a button on the app connected to the collar.
Paige looked over at him with a worried look before letting out a sharp gasp. Her body shook, slowly at first before shaking like she was having a seizure. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and while she swayed back and forth, she didn't fall over.
Paige's mind was being rewired against her will. She grunted, struggled, and closed her eyes tightly to fight it, but her will was no match for the power of the collar.
A light smile formed on her face before she dropped to her knees. She stopped shaking, but she breathed heavily. She looked up at him, and smiled hungrily.
"I am Slave. You must be my Master," she smiled. "Would you like to fuck any of my holes now, Master?"
Nathan grinned back at her. "Not yet. Tell me, what do you know about yourself?"
Paige paused for a minute. "I-I, uh..." her memory was foggy at first as the collar finished rewiring her mind and altering her memories. She blinked a few timed before sparking to life. "I know I am a complete, free-use fuck doll for you, Master. My limits do not exist. I live to serve you with complete bliss. I love being a slave, and I know nothing else."
Nathan leaned forward, rubbing his hand together. "What's 4-plus-4?"
Paige thought for a while before shrugging. "I don't know, Master. All I can think about is your cock."
"That must mean you are a dumb little slut, doesn't it?" Nathan asked, grinning like a predator watching its prey.
Paige agreed. "Oh, yes Master. I am the dumbest slut. I need a smart Master like you to teach me."
Nathan leaned back and smiled. He couldn't believe it worked; a collar he ordered from a sketchy Reddit thread had turned Paige into a living, breathing fuck doll.
"One thing I can show you is how to look," Nathan stated. He reached into his duffle bag one more time to pull out a paper gift bag. "Put this outfit on."
Paige grabbed the bag and put the handle in her teeth, crawling to the hallway.
She entered her bedroom and set the outfit on the bed. It was apparent that it was a maid outfit, made from black mesh and white satin lace. Paige slid out of her clothes and slid the bra over her shoulders, clipping it at the side and twisting it to put it on correctly. She then slid the matching black mesh mini skirt over her waist. The makeshift maid apron hung in front of her, and she found in the pocket of that apron a white headpiece. She looked into a full length mirror and adjusted the headpiece. She bit her lip, looking at her reflection, watching as the whore in the mirror matched her movements.
Heels.
The idea popped into her head, and wouldn't leave. She walked to her closet and found a pair of black stilettos, sliding them onto her bare feet. She felt her pussy get a little more moist once she obeyed the thought in her mind, causing a smile to form on her face as she returned to the living room.
"What do you think, Master?"
Nathan looked her over like a piece of meat. She twirled for his approval as he stayed seated. Paige watched as he looked down at his phone. He typed something, and suddenly, a new thought popped into her mind.
Knees.
She immediately dropped to her knees and crawled to her Master's feet. Her pussy was now soaked as she unbuckled the belt around his jeans, and helped him pull them and his boxers around his ankles.
There it was, his glorious cock. Her mouth began to water, and she swallowed hard. She saw her Master type more into his phone before a new thought popped into her mind.
Beg.
"Master, I really need to suck your cock," the words flowed out of Paige's mouth. "Please, may I pleasure you with my mouth? I promise to do my absolute best to please you."
Nathan set his phone down before looking down at her. "You may."
Paige immediately went to work, sliding her tongue along his shaft, doing her best to look up at him while she placed her mouth around the tip of his cock. She bobbed her head methodically, trying to get him as hard as possible.
Nathan tried to keep it cool, but his new slave's cock-sucking abilities had never been better. He tilted his head back and breathed in heavily, enjoying every sensation her mouth was giving his cock. His hand found the back of her head, grabbing a fist full of hair. He looked back down at her and began fucking her mouth. She didn't look away, she just choked on his length, kept her head steady, and ran her hands up and down her thighs.
He popped his cock free from her mouth as Paige gasped for air. Her face had turned a shade of red, but was ready for more when her Master thrusted his length back into her mouth. She placed her hands behind her back and moaned with each thrust entering her mouth.
Nathan let Paige set the pace for a while, and the hungry slut bobbed her head quickly, moaning on his cock before running her tongue along his cock. Before her tongue made its way to his balls, he grabbed her hair again.
"Aaahhhh," she whined, waiting for instruction.
"Straddle me," he ordered.
She quickly obeyed, crawling onto him as he removed his hooded sweatshirt and threw it to the ground. The maid's skirt she wore allowed for easy access, as she guided his cock into her waiting pussy.
"Ooohhhhh yessss..." She groaned, slowly grinding his cock deep into her pussy. She held onto his shoulders for balance while he placed his hands on her hips, reaching around for her ass.
The sounds of Paige's grunts and moans filled the room as she fucked her Master. She inched closer to an orgasm until finally, Nathan took over from underneath her. She burst like a balloon when he drove his cock into her with reckless abandon.
Selfishly, Nathan watched Paige's modest tits bounce while he fucked her. He imagined them bigger before slowing down, wanting to save his orgasm. "Couch, all fours," he commanded.
Paige slowly got off of him and obeyed, raising her ass in the air.
She then felt his length inside him, feeling whole again. Her moans were desperate and needy as she pressed her face against the cool leather. She looked toward the dark window and faintly saw her reflection; a happy slave being fucked by her Master. Her thoughts wandered until she felt his sharp hand across her ass.