My Slave and Me
 

Please be nice with me, I am a french quebecer and though my englis is above-average, I may have forgotten a few typos..

Hello everyone!

My name is Rayne (an alias because I hate my real name) and in this post I will introduce myself to you and I'll tell you how I met my slave, Sophitia.

There is not much to Say about me: I'm not athletic type, but rather chubby. As a man, I feel it is my role to dominate and that is the role of women to shut up and obey.

I am very strict and I have a list of rules that my slave MUST submit to so she will not be punished. There is also a dress code to follow.

The Dress Code:

01-She has the right to wear dresses or skirts: pants, and shorts are prohibited: they are garments for men and women should be as feminine as possible.
02-At work, she should not wear cleavage: her private parts should only be seen by me and me alone.

03-At home, she can not wear clothes; she is obliged to wear her harness and a leather thong and a collar with an O ring. Light makeup is allowed.

04-No piercing is allowed, except for earrings.

05-in bed, dress code is as follows:
***** In summer, a g-string only.
***** In winter, a thong and her Y back tank top _ Y
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06-She must shave regularly, including private parts. I will not tolerate any hair: women should never have unwanted hair on her body.

Here are the rules that must be followed:

01-When I call, she has to drop what she is doing and come to me at once. When she comes to me, she must kneel before me.

02-She has to call me Master at all times, except public where she has permission to call me by my name.

03-she must perform all tasks assigned to her daily, according to the schedule that I have made for her.

04-When she finishes her tasks, she must respectfully ask me to inspect her work: if I am happy, she is entitled to a reward; if I'm not satisfied, she will receive punishment.

05-In addition to her duties, she has to prepare meals.

06-she must remain silent, and speak only when I speak to her, her head bowed in submission.

07-No matter what I asked, she must do so without question and without delay.

For disobedience, two punishments are possible, again depending on the severity of disobedience:

01-the disobedient slave is kneeling facing the corner of the room, handcuffed, blindfolded with a gag-ball in her mouth. she must remain in this position as long as I see fit.

02-The disobedient slave is blindfolded, keeps the gag-ball in her mouth, her wrists handcuffed behind her back with* butt plug up her ass. Leaning on the table, she gets spanked* with a paddle or whiped.
After receiving her punishment, she must thank me for disciplining her.

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I searched for a long time to find the gem. I subscribed to a dating site for my kind of person and I only had a few interesting answers before receiving a message from the woman who would become my slave.

Having a rather unattractive body*, it may seem inappropriate for me to* be selective, but like anyone, I'm not just attracted to any sort of persons.
I was looking for a platinum blonde with blue eyes, fair skinned (I'm not very attracted to tanned complexions), thin with big boobs (natural or implants, whatever, as long as the chest is well endowed and firm) shaved without tattoos, piercings and especially of a obedient nature.

My research remained unsuccessful for a month when one evening, returning from work, I turned on my computer and while I was browsing my email, discovered a message from a certain young lady who claimed interest in my ad. Having seen my picture on my personal profile, she said she wanted to meet me. The picture she sent me to her was simple, but was blatantly obvious: she had to be mine!

I was attracted by the bright color of her blue eyes, accented by a thin line of mascara, for her long blonde hair falling in cascades over her bare shoulders, with her ​​innocent smile and luscious red lips and her big round tits revealed to me as she was exposed in all her glorious nakedness. All the skin of her body was smooth and flawless.

'I read your ad, sir, and I would really like to meet you to see if I am worthy of being taken under your dominion,
signed. Isabelle '

I could not take my eyes off of her face and her perfect body. The more I looked the more I wanted her. I wanted more, the more I wanted to have her on my side, the harder I got. As I was lingering on her face, I realized she strongly resembled Sophitia Alexandra, a warrior from a fighting game named* Soulcalibur . This character had always attracted me for her history, her looks and her dress.

I hastened to send her a message giving her an appointment for the following evening. To see how sincere she was in her desire to belong to me, I asked her to wear a short blue , with straps tied around her neck with her high heels to match. I added that she should spend her 'interview' topless.

only five minutes passed between sending my answer and receiving her response that read:

'I will be there without fail and on your terms, sir.
Many thank you for agreeing to see me. '

Happy, I prepared for the next day.

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The next day, I finished preparing myself when the intercom rang. It was 6:00 pm and she presented herself at the rendezvous at the appointed time without a single second of delay . I pressed the button, allowing her to enter and about one minute later she knocked at my door. My heart was racing , but acting calm, I went to open the door.

As soon as we saw each other, we realized that we would spend the rest of our lives together. As I had asked her, she wore a long blue dress with plunging neckline and straps tied around her neck and she was putting on a pair of shoes with high heels to match. She wore light makeup, as in the photo she sent me, and she held in her hands a small bag, as all women wear.

'You can come in, I said in an authoritative tone, but smiling.

And she came in and I* closed the door, I took a turn around her to see well what was offered to me. Her long blond hair fell to her butt and she had left undone. I stroked the back of my* hand to her bare back to feel the softness of her skin, causing an outbreak of goose bumps that covered her body .

Even wearing high heels she was smaller than me, which was perfect for me. The more a woman is little more it is easy to dominate.

I stood in front of her and smiling shyly, she undid the buckle that tied the straps of her dress and they dropped limply. The dress, no longer restrained , slipped slowly down her body* on the floor, revealing her gorgeous body. Even if I had not given any instructions about it, she wore a black g-string a matching suspender belt and stockings fishnet. She took off her shoes and she took a step back, timidly joining hands behind her back.

I approached her a little more* and without saying a word, I put a hand on the side of her face and with my other hand, I began to caress her perfect body: a beautiful clear skin without moles or scars whatsoever, no embarrassing tattoos, no unwanted hair. Even though I had her in front of me for a few moments, I ventured to fondle her breasts to feel their weight and firmness. They were perfect, nice round and firm, with hard nipples. I gave her a little smile and I invited her to sit down.

-With your permission, sir, it would be more appropriate that you sit down and I stay in my place, that is, kneeling in front of you on the floor.
Her voice was soft , but the slight tremor that I heard from it betrayed some nervousness.

I sat on the sofa and she kneeled before me in seiza. ( For those who do not know what the seiza is , it is a kneeling position, feet tucked under the buttocks.)

to be continued...

that is really awsome i cant wait to read the rest :)

thank you

I write it down, then I translate. its a long process, but since I am looking to be top-noth in my telling, it may take a few days :)

im sure it will be amazing :) i await the next

Installing myself comfortably on the sofa, I laid eyes on this beautiful woman who offered herself *to me in all her delicacy, head bowed in submission.

-What Prompted you to respond to my ad?
-Since Early age I feel the need to be submissive and to obey the will of a dominant person, she replied shyly. I always had the feeling of being a half a person because I have no master to serve. I feel that I have no use as long as I do not belong to a man who will take me*. I want to be trained to be a good slave.

I only had to hear her sweet voice and her wise words to get hard. As she spoke, I could not help but imagine her at* my service, her perfect body clutched in a leather harness, her little neck imprisoned in a collar ornamented with an O ring, her plump and beautiful naked ass* exposed to my eyes . I imagined her on a leash while walking in the apartment, as she walked on all fours.

I listened to her talk, distracted, my eyes focussing on her large breasts, and I was startled when she said:

-I'm a virgin. I never even masturbated, despite the cravings that drove me stroking my pussy. I wanted to keep myself for the man who would be worthy of being my Master.

I felt the excitement growing in my pants. I congratulated her for having preserved herself *for her initiation and I began to explain my rules and my requirements. She listened attentively in silence, very seriously, as I spoke. I explained in detail my expectations towards* my slave, the punishment that would be applied in case of disobedience, awards, etc.
An intense expression of happiness filled her face when I told her that I agreed to take her as my slave. She leaned forward and kissed my feet, thanking me, desperate for recognition.

-As long as you haven't been subjected to my rituals, you cannot call me Master but you will continue to call me sir, I said sternly.

-Yes, sir. Thank you sir, she replied gratefully.
-I will keep the ritual secret : you will be kept in ignorance until you go through it.*. Fear not: there is nothing satanic, but you will endure a series of tests that will test your endurance and your limits. Be aware that pain is involved and I will not take No or Stop It as acceptable words. Once you get into the rituals, you don't stop until we're done. But a good slave knows endure pain for the pleasure of her Master and you do not want to disappoint me, while you're still nothing, isn't it?
-No sir,' she replied. I'll be strong for you.
-Very well , I said, satisfied.

I thought for a moment, then I added:

-I will also give you a new name. Your current name is the name of a free woman. Besides, I don't like it, so I will give you your own slave name .

-Thank you, sir, she replied, nodding in recognition. May I know what is this name?
-You will ask* no question to your future Master! I replied sternly. You will only know that name at the time of your initiation !

-Forgive me, sir. I will not ask any more questions. she replied humbly, regretting her misconduct.

I ended this interview telling her that her initiation would take place the following Saturday. I gave her a series of instructions she had to respect to the letter:

-Wear a simple white T-shirt, without a bra, a black skirt with a white g-string, no stockings and no shoes;
-Wear a light makeup;
-be completely shaved;
- wear no perfume;
-be fasted for six hours;
- no* jewelry.

Failure to do so and she would no longer be allowed to return at my appartment.
She assured me that she would respect my instructions to the letter, then I allowed her to get dressed.

-Can I respectfully ask you a favor ?, she asked timidly.
-You may, but i may deny you that favor if I judge it unworthy of my attention , I replied.
-Can I kiss you, sir ?, she asked, with a pleading look.

I pretended to think, but I accepted. She got up and kissed me briefly on the lips. How sweet her lips felt against mine! I resisted the furious urge* rip her clothes off her body and deflower her on the floor of my living room! She got dressed. and I gave her permission to leave. After she left, I felt very lonely ...

How I longed to be Saturday!

this is really amazing i definitely cant wait for the rest of this

I am currently writing it, then I will translate it. I'll also talk about my second slave, but first thing first, I'll continue about the 1st one :)
thanks for reading!

I will post something sunday: the next chapter needs a good translation...
juicy details to come

As promissed, a new chapter:

She was on time.
Not a minute, not a second of delay.
She stood before me, straight as an arrow, head bowed in humility, hands clasped in front of her shyly. Her blonde hair was rejected in her back, showing her light makeup : a slight black eye shadow, mascara for eyelashes and a bright red lipstick that was widely contrasting with her pale skin. As required, she wore a white tee-shirt and judging by the tips of her nipples pressed against the thin fabric , she wore no bras. She also wore a short black skirt and was barefoot.

Pronouncing no word, she stood in the middle of the room while I was closing the blinds, locking the door and unpluging the phone. I stood before her and speaking to her in a firm voice, I said:

-Once I get started, you can no longer go back. Once I have brought you where I am taking you, you will have given up your freedom and at the end of your initiation, you will belong to me and no one else. Do you understand?
-Yes, she murmured in a tiny voice.

Without saying a word, I grabbed her shirt with both hands and I tore it in half, exposing her gorgeous breasts. She looked up at me apprehensively , but it was short-lived for with a half of her shirt, I blindfolded her Her breathing quickened and goose bumps covered her body, hardening her rosy nipples. With a sharp gesture, I tore her skirt, and then I did the same with her panties. I pushed away the rags lying around on the ground with my foot and standing behind her, I firmly grasped her by the shoulders and I led her to my dungeon. She submitted obediently, surrendering herself totally to my control.

I stopped at the threshold of the room, where I had lit all the candles, and I whispered in her ear:

-It is the last chance you have to step back. Once you have set foot in this dungeon, you will undertake the ritual to be mine. As soon as your foot lands on the floor of this room, you will not be a free woman anymore.

-I Will not go back, sir, she repeated in a nervous voice.

I smirked, and then I gave her a sudden push in the back. Surprised, she dived to the floor and fell heavily on her knees and hands, she uttered a faint squeal that made me laugh. Remaining on all fours, she waited for me to take her by the hair to guide her to the cage where I put before ordering her with a stern voice:

-You shall remain here, in silence, and do not move and you do not remove your blindfold.

She curled up and she did not utter a word. I planned to change myself, but I decided to stay as I was dressed: black jeans and a white shirt. After all, I was going to be her master, so why should I take my clothes off? I went to get me a big bottle of water and got back into the dungeon. She was still lying in the cage, silently. I opened the door and ordered her to come out, which she did. Bluntly, I made her lie on the floor and I tied her wrists and ankles with chains attached to hooks. With her legs and arms spreaded like that, she was totally in my control . From my fingertips, I caressed her perfect body, delighting on the softness of her clear skin, unblemished, flawless, smooth as a baby's skin. Her large breasts had not collapsed, as often happens to women who have big natural breasts. Her breasts were two big and round and firm mountains that I grabbed with both hands to massage, pinching between the thumb and forefinger her nipples. Her breathing quickened and she gave a little moan of pleasure, her tongue sliding in appetite on her lips.

- And so your initiation begins, little slut, I whispered in a voice that I wanted contemptuous. You are not worthy of being called a slave. From now on, your name is no longer Isabelle. You have no name anymore. I have all rights on you and you, you have none!

-Yes, sir, she said, submissively .

I slaped her breasts forcefully, making her moan louder, and I asked her, angrily:

-Who gave you permission to speak? Thou shalt silence and you will speak only when thou shalt have the permission!

She did not answer. I got up and I went to take a long nine-tailed whip. I slid it slowly down her little trembling body, starting with the feet slowly up towards her stomach, her breasts, her face. I began slowly, slowly culling the whip all over her body just to tickle her and then I increased gradually the intensity of my strikes. The traces of whips began to mark her pale skin. She endured this treatment for the whole fifteen minutes it lasted, moaning and writhing in pleasure, but never without screaming or begging me to stop. The sound of the snapping whip on her skin had begun to excite me and I seriously enjoyed this . I gave her a short break while I grabbed a large candle dripping with hot wax.

-The Whip was only the beginning, little bitch. You're not even worthy to be my slave yet, but your commitment to me seems serious enough, since you have not asked me to stop. You have been able to endure this treatment, but it means nothing if you can not endure the following.

Noting that she did not say anything, as I had ordered it, I smile and satisfied, I said:

-You seem to be very obedient. You do not talk without permission. You will be surely a good slave for me if you go that way. If you have something to say, I give you permission.

Panting, she replied in a small pleading voice:

-Please Sir, go on, I beg you. I want to be yours, I want to be worthy of your domination. Tell me what you want, I already belong to you in my heart.

I did not say any words. Carefully, I poured a few drops of hot wax on her belly. As soon as she felt the burn, she arched moaning heavily through clenched teeth, her fingers clenshing the chains that bound her wrists. I did not give her time to catch her breath, I even shed a few drops of wax her breasts. She let out another moan (of pain or pleasure, nontheless she did not seem to disdain the experience) she allowed herself to say:

-Yes! More!!

To punish her for daring to speak, I took the whip and I lashed vigorously on her breats, making her scream.

-Silence! I ordered sternly.

I made her undergo the treatment of hot wax for another fifteen minutes during which I covered her legs, her body and her arm with wax, giving her the appearance of being covered with cum. Her gasping pointed out to me that she was thirsty. I gave her a few sips to prevent her from dehydratation, then I detached her. I grabbedg her by the hair, forced her to her feet and ordered her:

-Hands behind your head.

She obeyed and I tied her wrists to the chains hanging from the ceiling. I took my time to remove any wax that had remained stuck to her skin, and then I stood behind her, throwing my arms around her waist, my hands reaching for her boobs. Sliding my tongue into her neck, I squeezed her breasts in my hands, feeling my fingers sink gradually into them. My hardened cock ached as the excitement was high. I rubbed it against her ass, feeling her breathing quickening .

-When you shall be my slave, slut, you will have to give me all your virginities: virginity of your mouth, virginity of your pussy and virginity of your ass. It will hurt, but a good slave endures everything for her master.

She nodded, breathing heavily, as my fingers began to pinch her nipples harder, pulling them, as if I was going to milk her. She trembled in every limb, shuddering at all the times I bit her neck. I took the nine-tailes whip and I lashed repeatedly on her ass. She threw her head back, moaning in pleasure.

-What needs to be said, when I do this?, I asked her sternly whipping her again, with a little more vigor.

-Thank you, sir, she replied in a whisper of ecstasy.

-I did not hear you, I said with authority, giving her another whip on her ass.

-Thank you, sir! she repeated in a loud voice. Thank you! Thank you !! Thank you !!!

Satisfied, I threw the whip down and I stood before her. I slaped her breasts vigorously three times before inserting a finger in her mouth.

-Suck It, I ordered.

She immediately obeyed, moaning weakly in pleasure. My erection was so strong that my penis was threatening to explode. I pulled my finger from her mouth and grabbing a handful of hair in my hand, I kissed her on the mouth, pushing my tongue between her lips. I slipped my free hand from her breast to her shaved pussy and I slowly slid my middle finger between her wet labia with pleasure, making her arch her back, moaning intensely as I kept kissing her and ordered her, with extreme severity:

-You will not cum until I allow it, otherwise you will not be my slave. Do you understand?

-Yes, sir! she moaned .

Until then, she had obeyed, she had met all my expectations. She deserved a reward. She would definitively be my slave. I fetched the harness I bought for her and that was hung on the wall. It was a harness made of leather of the highest quality, Cupless, Ring Strap Belt, Crotchless Body Harness style with adjustable buckles. I took my time to put it on her, adjusting the buckles on her perfect body. The straps that surrounded her breasts made them look even bigger. Then I took the collar I bought her. It was a wide collar with an adjustable buckle, adorned with a large O-ring. Before I put it around her neck, I said:

-Once I put this collar around your neck, you officially will be my slave. In my presence, you will no longer answer to the name of Isabelle, but you will answer to the name of Sophitia. Sophitia will now be your slave name. Once you get this collar, you will call me Master.

-Thank you, sir, she replied with servitude.

Satisfied, I tied the collar around her neck, and then I told her to close her eyes as I took off the blindfold. Behind me there was a large mirror. I steped aside and allowed her to watch. As soon as her eyes fell on her reflection, showing her body incased in her harness, she revelled in amazement. She looked back at me and took a worshiping look.

-My Master ... she said, tears in her eyes, overcame with gratitude.

-Wait, I said with satisfaction. This is only the beginning. Before sunrise, you will cease to be a virgin and you will be totally mine.

-Order me and I will obey, my beloved Master.

I untied her and immediately, she prostrated herself at my feet, kissing them with respect ...

I sure hope you enjoyed this part. the next one will be published next week...

are tou still interested in my story?

Great Story. I loved to read each chapter. Please Write some more!!!

Great story. Please continue writing!

thanks for you replies
I was beginning to wonder, because I didn't get lots of comments after le last chapter ;)

sure I'll keep writing :)

I'll get to it this week-end :)

cant wait for the next part it just keeps getting better and better :)

I am writing right now :) will be posted monday (need lots of corrections for the translation from french to english :) )

just wondering why you don't write it in english immediately ? or does somebody else translate it? or ... ?

I'm a french Canadian, and writing in english can be hard for me sometimes. Its easier for me to to write my story in french then translating it using Google translate. Then I make the corrections needed because we all know Google translate isnt perfect.

I do everything by myself. My slave Sophitia could do it for me, but telling you our story is something I wanna do by myself :)

I just got done reading the first two parts, and I would be hard if it wasn't for the chastity device that I am wearing right.

thanks for the comments

I'm writing right now and I am in the ... juicy... details...

I had a few setbacks yesterday. dont have time to do anything today..

I'll take the time to write it tonight.

I am currently writing the ''juicy details'' and should be able to post something tomorrow night, after correcting and translating :)
hope you all gonna like it!

writing is done, translation begins tonight ;)

writing is over
translation begins now :)

And this is where the fun begins.

She stroked my feet tenderly kissed and with respect. I let her do that for a few moments, then I took the ring of her necklace between my fingers to make her stand up.

-Undress me, I ordered. Slowly.
-Yes, Master, she replied in a whisper.

She pulled on the sides of my shirt to get them out of my jeans, then she undid one by one the buttons of my shirt, dropped it on the floor. First mistake. I gave a slap on her left breast and ordered her harshly:

-Pick up my shirt and fold it properly before putting it on the shelf, slut!
-Forgive me, Master, she said guiltily.

She did what I asked, and then she came back to me, looking contrite. She really understood that I would not let anything slip. She knelt before me, then she undid my belt buckle. She unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped it. The lump under my pants seemed to surprise her and she hastened to get rid of my pants. Second error. Grabbing her long hair, I brought her head back and forcing her to look at me, I told her a reproachful voice:

-I Said slowly, little fool! And one thing at a time: first the pants and socks and underpants last. I leave you one last chance. If you disobey again, I will be forced to punish you.
-Yes, Master, she said in a whisper. Anything you want, Master.

The power, the authority I had over this heavenly creature, but not yet trained, excited me beyond my wildest dreams. While my slave was busy folding my pants, I reveled in the light of the perfect body that would vibrate in my hands, tremble under my thrusts, then I would be in it, then she would beg me to posess her totally. In light of the candles that warmed the air in the dungeon, my eyes rested on her crotch and I realized that I was not the only one excited by all this ritual: she was so wet that her excitement flowed between her thighs. She knelt in front of me again and finally got me rid of my pants. My penis bounced on her face and as she was about to take it in her hands, she made the third mistake. I slaped her behind the head and said:

-You Will touch it when I'll give you permission, do you understand, little slut?
-Yes, Master, she said with humility.

She slid my undies down to my ankles, then put it away. She folded it and went to the file with the rest of my clothes. When Sophitia was returned to me, I stroked her hair with one hand, the other resting on her right breast and, looking straight into her eyes, I said:

-You will be mine, and you will belong to no other man.
-No Other man will touch me, Master, she said respectfully.
-Explore this body that will possess you completely, I ordered.

She put her hands on my chest and started caressing it. The touch of her fingers on my skin made me shiver, but I did not showed. I was the first man she stroked. I was the first naked man she saw. Her eyes were inexorably drawn to my stiff cock, but she showed great discipline since she did no move to touch it. She put her head on my chest, her hands stroking my back, then slowly down to my ass. Her lips made their way from my chest to my lips, lingering on my neck, then I grabbed her head with both hands and kissed her only like a master kisses a slave. Our tongues touched each others repeatedly, accelerating our breath together as our common excitement increased. Her hands caressed my hair while mine squeezed her big tits, making them bounce, her nipples hardened by the intensity of my caresses. Putting my hands on her shoulders, I made her kneel before me and with authority, I said:

-Your Wait is over. Mine too. Now give me the virginity of your mouth. Lick my cock. Begin with the balls. Put your hands behind your back, you can only touch it with your lips and your tongue.

Poor little slut. I did not give her time to obey: I was already walking away from her, and returned with a pair of handcuffs that I tied around her wrists behind her back, to give her no chance to make a mistake. She slid her tongue gently on my balls, kissing it tenderly and slowly slid her tongue along my hard cock, dripping of precum, before sliding it slowly in her mouth. The feeling was such that I almost came at this point, but I managed to restrain myself. She sucked my cock gently and lovingly, her soft lips slowly sliding down my shaft. At first hesitant and apprehensive, she swallowed a bit of my cock in a slow back and forth move, until she was able to deepthoat it, her chin touching my balls, her tongue still continuing to stroke my cock. My breathing was getting heavier, my hands on her head. I fucked her mouth, making a loud gagging noise, while she was uttering little moans of pleasure, her eyes looking up at me. I decided it was my turn to feast me from this body that I had long desired and finally offered to me. I took out my cock of her mouth, ordering her to lick all the saliva she had left, and then I undid her handcuffs.

-Lay down on your back and spread your legs.
-Yes, Master.

She didn't obey fast enough. While she was sitting, I pushed her suddenly and she fell on her back. I could no longer control the beast that layed dormant in me and had just woken up, I spread her legs furiously and when my eyes met hers, I could see the fear in her eyes. I gave her a smirk full of appetite, then I kissed her again, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I put my hands on her large breasts, my fingers digging into the soft, firm flesh, and began to chew on her nipples hardened by the fun and excitement. Sophitia moaned weakly and closed her eyes but I told her to keep them wide open and staring at me all the time. For five long minutes, I stroked, massaged, and delighted of her opulent breasts, my excitement hardening my cock more than ever. Inhaling the smell of the virgin body who expected to offer herself to her Master, my hands still gripping her big tits, I slid my tongue from her belly botton to the lips of her wet shaved pussy. When I slipped the tip of my tongue on her vagina, Sophitia arched in a spasm she could not control.

-You Will lose your virginity, slave. I forbid you to cum as long as I order you.
-Yes, Master, she moaned, holding her legs apart, her hands on her thighs.

Without further ado, I threw myself on this earth still unexplored, all pink and wet of fun. My tongue slipped in her pussy, tasting and revelin in this throbbing fun, Sophitia so beautiful that it drove me crazy. Her skin was smooth and soft without any imperfection, unaltered, never penetrated. Sophitia kept her eyes fixed on me, panting, groaning, her breath short because of the pleasure I lavished her. The time had come. I would take the virginity of the girl who was never fucked. I would take the most sacred treasure a girl can give a man : her virginity. I was going to break the veil of purity, I was finally introduce myself in this trembling body would definitely be mine. Sophitia read in my eyes that the great moment had come, where she would finally be possessed by her Master, the same one that would let her know the pleasures of the flesh. I chose to fuck her smoothly for the first time. My erect penis made its way between her wet lips, my cock slowly rubbing against the soft and warm skin which was offered to it, then I plunged into the sacred land of pleasure and purity. I sank slowly into her, my eyes fixed into her eyes, feeling her virginity break slowly, and Sophitia placed her trembling hands on my shoulders, moaning in pleasure. Her whole body trembled, covered with shivers under me as I move back and forth gently, covering her breasts, her shoulders, her neck, her face with a thousand of kisses. My whole being was screaming to be wild and rough, but I restrained myself: I did not want to do anything that would hurt her. I was the master and she was the slave, but my duty as Master was and still is to respect her body and her limits. Anyway, she would be in pain soon enough. But Sophitia was full of surprise. Firmly grabbing to my shoulders, legs aside and quivering, she kept her eyes into mine, moaning and panting. With a small pleading voice, she murmured:

-Do Not hold back, my beloved Master! Take me as you want to take me. Do not spare me. I'm all yours and I do not have any right over myself. Fuck me as hard as I feel you want to fuck me!

I leaned over her, approaching my mouth close to her ear, and then I whispered:

-Be Careful of what you ask for, you might get satisfaction and more!
-I Am willing to take whatever you give me, Master, she said, putting her hands on my ass.

So this little bitch wanted to know the real me? She believed to be able to take everything I had in store for her? She didn't care about the consequences? Okay, little slut. If this is your desire, then you will know the true Master I am. You want everything? You will have everything and more. I wanted to be gentle for your first time, I will be rather ruthless. I will make you scream with pleasure until you're about to enjoy, then I will refuse this pleasure until you beg me to let you cum. Your pussy will my pleasure hole, my refuge to orgasm and you will have no right to complain. I'll fuck you until you are about to cum and when you beg me me to stop, I will keep fucking you harder. I fucked her more intensely, making her scream, bouncing her big boobs, inserting a finger in her mouth to make her suck it. When she bit me by mistake, I slapped her breasts, then I shoved two fingers in her mouth, ordering her to be careful not to bite me. Her eyes rolled back with pleasure, she obediently complied, having no choice but to give me satisfaction. When I withdawed from her, she tried to hold me by putting her hands on my hips, but being stronger than her I freed myself from her grasp.

-Get on all fours like the bitch that you are, I ordered sternly.

She obeyed with alacrity then I got up to get a leather strap. I tied her ankles together, then I tied them to her wrists. Thus immobilized, hands between her ankles, face pressed against the ground, she could not oppose any resistance. Taking a big boost, I slapped her ass twice, making her scream.

-You know why I'm spanking you, right ?, I asked in a voice that I wanted cruel.
-Yes, Master. You spank me because I'm a slave and you have every right over me, she said, moaning. Hit me again, Master. Please, train me, tame me, show me I'm nothing but a slut. I'm yours, do what you want with me.
-You're Right, I said, but you also forget that if I give you a spanking, it is because you do not seem to want me to fuck you again.
-Yes, Master, I want you to fuck me with all your strenght!, she wailed plaintively.
-You Do not seem so convinced of your desire to get fucked by me, your Master, I said, feigning indifference. Maybe I'm wrong and you're not really worthy of being my slave.
-No, Master! she replied, almost sobbing. I want you to fuck me with all your might! I want to be your slave forever! Take me all, fuck me, beat me, whip me, but I beg you, keep me with you, Master!

Finally, she understood. Satisfied, I grabbed her by the hips and I rammed my cock in her pussy with force and authority. She uttered a cry of surprise, and then I came and went in her pussy with strength, she said in a plaintive voice:

-Thank You, Master, thank you, thank you, thank you!

With one hand I grabbed her long hair and pulled it backwards, forcing her to raise her head, and then I grabbed her big hanging tits under my thrusts and I shook with force, pinching her nipples between my fingers . Sophitia moaned louder, always asking for more, begging me not to stop. I hardened my pelvic movements and gave multiple slaps on her ass, causing them to become red. The pleasure I felt kept my stick as hard as steel; I had finally found a balance in my life. After several minutes, I decided it was time for her to lose her last virginity. How I was going to love it. I withdrew from her pussy and then I went down on my knees in front of her. Taking her by her hair, I put my cock in her mouth and ordered her to suck me. She obeyed without protest. While she was busy cleaning my cock of her nectar, I leaned on her to administer a few more much need slaps on her firm ass as I was fucking her mouth back and forth, whispering in an authoritative voice:

-You know what is coming, isn't it?
-Yes, Master, she managed to say, her mouth full.

I pulled my cock from her eager and already expert mouth and I untied her wrists and ankles, then I ordered her to spread her ass cheeks. She obeyed again, hands trembling. Kneeling behind her, I contemplated what she offered to me. I smiled and I wondered how a cock as big and as hard as mine was going to get into such a small hole! Deliberately, I slipped two fingers on her pussy, triggering new thrills, then I slipped the tip of my tongue on that little hole that I felt tight and scared of being stretched to the extreme. Sophitia had a little spasm and tried to get away from me, but a big authoritarian slap on her ass brought her back to order. I tickled her anus for a few minutes with the tip of my tongue before licking greedily. It was really well done, everything was clean and free of dirt. While I licked her ass, I plunged my two fingers in her pussy, making her arch and moan softly. More motivated than ever, I sat behind her, rubbing the tip of my dripping cock against her asshole, I said:

-Prepare Yourself to lose your anal virginity. I will hurt bad, very, very bad, but I'll be careful. You know the code, if you can't take it anymore.
-Yes, Master, I know, she replied in a nervous whisper, always spreading her buttocks.

Without further ado, I pushed in. The tip of my penis pushed its way in this ass so tight that I had a little trouble at first, but I managed to bring it in full. Sophitia gritted her teeth to keep from crying, but she still gave a plaintive long wail, interspersed with rapid and labored breathing. Her fingers dug into her ass cheeks, forcing herself to keep them spreaded, and leaned her forehead against the cold floor. The feeling that went all over my cock up my chest pushed me to go frankly, but the reason and the desire to preserve the integrity of my slave had taken over. After all, I wanted to keep her with me forever, but if I was breaking her, she could no longer serve ... I pushed my cock deeper in the tight ass of my little trembling slave until my balls touched her pussy, and then I allowed her to catch her breath, remaining motionless behind her, taking the time to reward her with some fondling of her ass, her big breasts and her long blonde hair.

-Fuck my ass, Master, she begged me in a whisper, turning to look at me.

I could see the desire and determination in her eyes. Grabging her hips firmly, I finally began to pump her ass. From the moment she uttered groans and lamentations, scratching the ground with her nails; I knew very well that she was in pain, she was suffering, but at no time did she tried to break my rule, nor pronounced the word that would end her suffering. She let me fuck her, gently at first, then more intensely, always asking me more, thanking me for giving her this painful pleasure, to make her my object of pleasure. I then allowed her a well deserved award given to an obedient dog that successfully completes a trick, stroking her pussy while I continued to assfuck her with more force than ever. She masturbated herself with strength, until I felt that my pleasure would not be long to squirt.

-May I please cum, Master, she begged me.

I saw that she was making all the efforts to hold back her pleasure. I withdrew from her and I allowed her to ejaculate. It did not take more than ten seconds to squirt on the floor, her body shaken with spasms of pleasure, her head thrown back, eyes wide open, panting. When she had finished, she turned to me and crawling on all fours, she approached me and swallowed my cock . She sucked me with intensity, stopping once to ask me:

-Can I swallow your cum, Master? Do I get my reward? Was I a good slave tonight?

I pushed my cock in her mouth in an authoritarian gesture and told her:

-Yes you can swallow it and yes, you deserve a reward, since you did well your slave labor.

She sucked me more intensely. When I felt that I was cuming, I withdrew from her mouth and I made her reject her head back. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. A few seconds later, made of a powerful and intense pleasure, I ejaculated in her mouth a big and thick load of warm sperm. She swallowed it all, then cleaned my cock of all the remains of my sperm. She the put my cock (still hardened) in her mouth and sucked me again. I then felt a second burst of cum. I did not bother to do anything: I let her do all the work. I squirted again in her mouth and she swallowed again what I had to give her. Stroking her hair, I ordered her to stand up, which she did, and then I kissed her furiously, trapping her in my arms. She hugged me and then she whispered between two kisses:

-I Will do everything to be yours forever, Master.

I kissed her again and then I got dressed. I ordered her to clean the floor where had squirted, then extinguish the candles and join me in the living room. The rite was finally complete.

I was officially her Master and Sophitia was officially my slave.

is this story really true? really non-fiction?

yes sir :)

and its not over :)

does it inspire you?

given the lack of comments I will quit writing.
thanks to those who took the time to read/comment

I was contacted a few weeks ago and was asked to continue. So I will :)

the story is great to read. Just don't expect people to react on it. It's great to read a story, not to be part of a whole deal around it...

But it would be lovely if you would continue writing and sharing your experiences with us

Many people here would love to have the story continued I think! It's great and sounds too aweseome to be true. :)

Here is the closing chapter to this part of the story. A new part will be writen and will continue on this thread.
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I was sitting on the sofa when Sophitia joined me, walking on all fours, her leash dragging on the ground. I raised my feet, signifying that I needed a footrest. She got in position, then, I put my foot on her back, and then she handed me her leash which I took with a sharp movement.

We stayed a while in silence, only the sound of the television disturbing the tranquility of the room. I was* pretending to* listen , but in reality, I kept my eyes on my slave. She was motionless, keeping *her eyes fixed on the ground. I cast my eyes over her body, and then I noticed with shock that a little blood flowed between her legs.

Virgin always bleed when their '' cherry'' was poped ...

I was satisfied. I had taken all the virginities that Sophitia possessed and* offered to me on a golden platter. I had given her all the spankings she deserved, simply because I had decided, and she took everything I had to give her. I decided to give her a break; at the very least, allow her to wear a pad to keep a minimum of cleanliness.

-Sophitia, I said in a firm voice, I notice that you're bleeding a little. I allow you to make an exception to my rules. As long as you will shed blood,, you'll be wearing a thong with a sanitary napkin.
-Thank you, Master, she said a grateful voice. I will take my place at your feet on my return.

I pulled my feet from her back untied the leash from her collar, then I let her to go fulfill her task. Sophitia went on all fours to the bathroom. She returned five minutes later and prepared to take her place at my feet when I allowed her to come and sit with me. She settled against me, cuddling comfortably, and she laid her head on my thigh. I began to stroke her long blonde hair and she asked me:

-Can I ask you a question, Master?
Yes, I replied, looking her straight in the eye.
-Will you allow me to sleep here tonight, or will you send me home? she asked in a small voice.
-You will sleep with me in my bed, but you will sleep naked. You must not damage your harness, I replied.

At that time, her stomach growled with force. I remembered that she was fasting.

-Excuse me, Master, apologized she piteously. I have not eaten anything except your semen.
-I also am hungry. Call the restaurant and order a large pizza.
Yes, Master.

She obeyed .
Yes, it promised to be a great relationship.
An more was yet to come...
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I'm looking forward to that!

getting to it verrrrrrry soon!

in the rough: this means I started writing :)

Hi folks! As I promised, here's a new chapter in my true story. This part is the introduction. That proves that sometimes, blondes can be intelligent. I am fortunate my Sophitia isn't dumb. You'll see that she was an easy train, but Tira... well you'll see later :P
Anyways, enjoy and please, comment! it motivates me!
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I remember this torrid summer night when my faithful slave had this wonderful idea. We were in the dungeon where there reigned stifling heat. Sophitia was leaning on a chair, wrists tightly bound behind her back, blindfolded. She just had received a hundred lashes on each butt cheeks when she said:

-Master, you've never thought about adopting a pet?

Using my whip, I administered to her five hits on each ass cheeks before saying in a tone of reproach:

-Who gave you permission to speak?
-Please forgive me, Master. May I speak, Master?
-You have my permission.
-You Never thought about adopting a pet?

I was amazed at this. Ever since we started to live together, she had never talk about adopting a cat or a dog.
I coated my my hand with lubricant then I said, settling behind her:

-Too much to care about, I replied.
-Master, I was not talking about a dog or a cat, but a submissive girl you'll always keep on a leash, a slut you could teach fetching the ball, sit and obey.

My fingers were making their way into her asshole when I stopped in surprise. Without saying so openly, Sophitia had made it clear by her unwavering dedication she did not want to share me, her one and only MAster, with another slave.

-You Want to adopt a girl who will serve as my pet?
-Yes, Master.

I pushed a little futher my fingers in Sophitia's ass. She took a deep breath, until I felt a little resistance. I left her a few seconds to catch her breath and relax a bit. It was the second time we had a session of anal fisting. Vaginal fisting was easy, but Sophitia prefered that I concentrate on her ass. Fucking my fist in this tight little hole was quite difficult and rather painful for her, but she never used of the 'code red', which meant she wanted my fist in her ass.

I pushed my hand forthermore in her ass, slowly but firmly, and Sophitia gave a long plaintive groan, burying her face on the padded seat of the chair, clenching her fists. She arched when my hand was fully pushed into her anus, the tight muscle firmly clasping my wrist. Fortunatley, I was clever enough to take off my watch first!

She gasped and, turning her face toward me, she said:

-Thank you, Master. It's so good to feel your hand in my ass.

I shook slightly my hand, triggering new moaning. I stroked her buttocks reddened by my lashes and sliding my middle finger between the lips of her wet, dripping pussy, I asked her:

-Why are you talking adopting a pet? You never told me about this before.

-Master, she replied in a whisper, I'm a slave and even if you do not say it openly, I know that despite all that I do for you, there are times when you're bored.

-I Am perfectly satisfied with you, Sophitia. Ever since you accepted my domination and you have given yourself completely to me, I have never regretted my choice. Even if you have been naughty a few times, and I had to correct you then, you showed that I had you well trained.

-Thank you, Master, for the compliments. That's a lot for the slut I am. If you adopted such a girl to make her your pet, you would be her one and only Master. I would have no authority over it.

-On the contrary, I answered, sliding my hand back and forth in her small asshole, in quick, jerky movements. You would have certain rights over her. You could play with her, and you could give her orders, but my orders would take precedence over yours.

-It's too much honor to rampant creature that I am, Master. But am I really worthy to be the mistress of a pet?

After moving my hand inside her ass for a few moments, I took it gently out and looked at her anus as it was clowly shrinking back to its normal size. My cock was hard as iron and I was more than willing to fuck her ass with all my strength. Her pussy was so wet it was dripping on the floor.
I wiped my sticky hand of its lubricant with a towel, then I undid my belt and lowered my pants. I was so errected and her ass was spreaded so much that I did not need to use my hand to direct my cock: in a strong jerk, I drove it deep in her ass.
Sophitia gave a long cry of pleasure and and I went into her ass with all my strength, my hands gripping her hips with force. It did not take me more than five minutes to cum: all my hot load went splashing her ass, while at the height of her pleasure, Sophitia showered the floor like a dog marking its territory.
I bent over her and kissing her neck, I said:

-We will hunt for a pet soon, pretty slave of my heart. But for now, I will uncuff you and you will clean your mess, understood?

-Yes, Master, she replied in a whisper.

I untied her handcuffs, and she stood up. As she went to get a towel, I said:

-Who told you to use a towel, little idiot? Do I have to tell you everything? You clean your mess with with your tongue.

Sophitia went down on all fours, walked to the place where she had ejaculated, and began to sip up her feminine nectar...

I watched in delight....

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I really loved reading this next part and obviously it looks like there is more to come..! Keep going. :)

(If you find the time, you can maybe revise the text, as I saw some typos, like "Since the days you accepted my domination and thou hast given yourself completely to me, I have never regretted my choice.")

I've corrected the typos you pointed out.

thanks for your comment :)
I might skip a few typos here and ther, as I said before, my main language is french, so I write my story in french then I translate in english.

thanks again :)

Thanks!

Well, I'd also take it in French. :D