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Finding Mr. Right To Do Wrong - 9/26/2013 11:22:22 PM   
DomMyKink


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Authors note: this is very sexual and explicit. Words will be provoked, tears, and blood are made. Veiws discretion is advise~ ps, this was done by cell phone. Sorta glad I finished it before friday :D um, I hope ya enjoy cos this... yea (///) don't try this at home unless experienced.

I had been standing in the mirror for what, days, months, years; though im exaggerating. I hadn't the slightest clue why My Master who is You thought I was delectable. I frowned and pushed my bangs from my face, staring at the sleepy brown eyes that are my own. Well I did have really cute eyes. Was it my lips?Standing back arms at my sides.

My body?

Shaking my head I walked back into the hotel suite and looked at my duffle bag that laid on the bed; open. Before you left this morning you had went through my clothes to see what I had. Naturally taking out my comfort tights and pants you told me only to wear my shortest shorts and a leveled top. My hand twitched in agitation and I walked over to my bag pulling out black knee high socks, some grey shorts, and a black tank. My all my bras had been sports bra except for three cute ones, I manage to slide one out of veiw keeping it hidden. Putting that on leaving the panties excluded. (That or wear thongs which i had nothing against, if you had'nt made me feel as weak as a normal woman...)

I was fully dressed and now bored out of my mind. Ordering room service seemed outrageous, and finding something on T.V. bored me to death. If it wasnt The Big Bang Theory, History channel, or animal planet I had no real interest in it. Walking towards the balcony I pressed my hand upon the latch and stepped outside. The sun had rose into mid-point sky and was shinning warmly. I smiled, but stayed in the shade. Sue me, I was a goth.

I sat outside mostly watching people, and children play. Stretching at what seemed like hours, you still wasn't back. I frowned. You told me you had business to take care of and not to leave the room at all, but hell, since when was I good at taking orders? Smiling nervously to myself, I grabbed my sketch book and pencil case, along with a towel, my phone, and earbuds, I left a note on the bed.

Gone out to draw something. Ps. Dont leave me alone for to long.

I stuck it and turned to leave only to see you standing at the door with a few bags at hand. Your left eyebrow raised and I and blushed stuttering out,

"Yo-you were gone to long, I wanted to get out ya'kno?"

I mentally cursed myself, for acting the way I did. I didn't like to feel little. A glint flickered in your eyes as you set the bags down closing the door.

"So against orders you were going to leave?"

I tried to stand strong as if it didn't bother me. It did, and I knew I was wrong. I felt like crying, but I didn't.

"A-as I said before. Yo-you were gone. I was getting bor-"

"Why not watch T.V.?"

"I don't beileve in mindless television."

You couldn't help, but let a smirk rip across your face as you stepped towards me in a fast motion. I flinched and stepped back dropping my pencil box and sketch book. You took another step and I got diffencive holding my towel in front of me. Geting into my personal space being 6"5 and rather buff, I knew I couldnt win against brute strength.

"I'll bite you"

The threat was weak, no higher then a whisper and you let a roar of laughter as the glint in your eyes grew darker. You leaned towards my ear letting me smell your intoxicated scent as you huskily threaten into my ear,

"And I'll rape you."

My juices stirred as I stepped away from you blushing and turning my nose into the air. You instinctively grabbed it making my eyes widen and my arms to push at your stomach. Chuckling you let go and turned to walk back to the door and locked it, grabbing the bags and walking over the the couch. I rubbed my now red nose straying away from you in the suite, but eyeing you curiously.

"Wha-"

"Be quiet before I make your punishment worse."

I closed my mouth, then quietly moved towards the bathroom as you sat down on the couch opening different packages. You looked like a child with new toys, and as I got to the bathroom, you spoke in a very authoritative voice,

"You lock yourself in that bathroom, I'm going to take you rougher then the night before."

I groaned, and whined stomping my foot and looking back at you only to flinch and land stiffly against the wall at your sudden closeness.

"Faawk stop doing that!"

You stared down at me with dark eyes mixed with something. I bit my bottom lip and looked down. Gently your right hand caressed my cheek. I wanted to lean towards your hand, but got dammit i couldnt. You glowered down at me. A simple command yet a thousand emotions.

"Submit."

I gasped. The Dominantion sacrificing my ego and drop before you purring as your hand caressed my cheek. Of course I was willing. Your power was greater then mines. Your eyes sparkled as you pressed the palm of your hand to my throat. My heart beat through and you sucked in a breath.

Squeezing slightly causing me to flinch away trying not to panic and control my breathing you growled.

"Is there anything you can't do? Dont you get scared? Havent you been broken?"

My eyes watered and I knew it was my own instincts. Biting my bottom lip and breathing through my nose, they flared and you loosened your grip. Taking a moment gathering the lost breaths I missed, I waited, listened.

You left hand dug into your pocket and you pulled a rather beautiful collar from it. My eyes widen and I leaned back. Your right hand quickly caught my ponytail and pulled me back to face it. You had already knew my plans in life. In fact you was going to help me reach every goal.

Force collarment.

To me it was like marriage. I was bound to stay with you forever. You knew this. Spending the first four days with me was like having a wife, bestfriend, girlfriend, homie all in one. You knew I wanted to let my life drift away only to come back and complain bout how I'd never find the right Dominant.

You wasn't going to deal with it. Not this year or the next. Glaring down at me sitting in perfect submission. You spoke very slowly and very clearly.

"I know you have some time on your hands. And I understand that your just willing to drift on by with your life as a free loader...-"

"Excuse me, but I have my own company incorporation thank you."

I snapped angrily at you trying to wiggling my tender head free. You dropped the collar and slapped me in my face. I cried out and you struck me again. Leering and hissing I clawed at your hands after striking me a fifth time. Silent and sobbing mad at the ground you stand on you huffed.

"Now I'm going to collar you weather you like it or not. This is your bond, your duty in life. You are my submissive and my fuck toy understood?"

I said nothing and you shook my head. Screeching out and flailing my arms you dragged me over to the couch and pulling out the hands cuffs, plus the bed ankle cuffs, and leash. I tried pleading with you. You ignored me, knowing my words had holes in them. I tried fighting you, but you effortlessly lifted me unto the bed and ordered me not to move. The look in your eye, told me everything.

"Arms above your head, legs spread. Wider. WIDER SLUT!"

I flinched at your words and sobbed in my stretched-out arms. Finally securing my legs you lightly trailed your fingers through the valley of my DD breast.

"An you even wore a sport bra after I got rid of them. That's pretty amazing seeing that at the time you where hand cuffed an blindfolded. How did you..?"

"I had a peep hole. I saw you dropped one an kneeled to pick it up."

Clicking your tongue your hands tracing my vally left, an soon brought an eye opening startled cry when it struck my shaven clitty. Oh fuck. I knew you was upset, but we hadn't planed a safe word yet. As if reading my mind you grined viciously.

"Say the word. Claptrap."

I stared at you in disbelief. It was one thing to have you blackmail me on this trip, but for you too use Boarderlands against me?

"You're taking this to far I-"

"Enough chatter. I wanna see tears poor down that pretty little face of yours."

You walked out the large room an got the riding crop, and babe oil. To add bite you lit a long wax candle an came back with it all. Holding up the oil you cooed,

"This will sting because of the crop, but the bright side is the hot wax will not scar you because of this."
(A/n: Do Not try, idk if its true or not)

I opened my mouth an you flicked the candle at me dropping a few droplets on my legs an two on my stomach. This was without the oil. I gasped an held the deep scream. Rubbing the tender spots you set about un cuffing me an taking my shirt of, then ripping the sports bra away. Red lines from the bra shown. You lightly licked the side of my neck under my earlobe. I moaned an relaxed knowing my punishment was to atleast be enjoyable. You grinned to yourself hand cuffing me to the bed again then pulled my shorts down.

"No wonder.. "

"Wh-what?"

"Nothing, lift your legs up, shimmy, Shake, get the shorts off you!"

You had laughed when you seen how large my ass really was in my shorts. I blushed madly an looked away.

"Don't be ashamed of an ass so fat an ripe."

You cooed leaning down to bite a cheek. I gasped an wiggled.


"Noooo!"

Shaking your head muttering to yourself you grabbed the oil an begin lathering my body down, from head to my toes. I moaned when you grazed my nipples, jumped when your fingers were so close to my...

I screamed as you rubbed an tortured my body with gentle rough message. I couldn't take anymore. You grinned satisfied at my natural reactions. I was so horny. So wet. The idea of you whipping me fucked with my mind. I wanted this. Needed this really.

As you got up from the bed and grabbed the riding crop I plead with my eyes. Your eyes darken and you grabbed my scarf from the chair next to you, lifting my head up and placing it over my eyes.

"Cant have you guilting me with thoes young eyes now can I?"

You cooed as I begin hyperventilating. You took actions into your own hands landing a slow thwack! right above my breast, and I squeal. You take a momemt to savor the sound. Then again swack! I wanted to plead with words, but my gurggled moan stopped me. I could tell you specifically aimmed at certain spots on my body drawing a definant moan or a scream. By the end of our 45th hit I was now a blubbering mess.

You quietly shushed me in a comfort way. I used this moment to break against you sobbing and soaking the scarf. You lightly rubbed my head and coaxed me into a subconscious state of mind. I was lost in rhe passion of your sweet words. Perfect.

"Who is your Master?"

It took a moment, your raging cock pressed painfully against your slacks. You had to hold on with every fiber of your being not to fuck the shit outta me. I groaned, you grew quiet moving away. I was nervous of the next session. My mind non focused on the pain, but the next spot you would be smacking. I shivered and bit my bottom lip turning my head.

"Master?"

It was below a whisper, bit I still said it. You ripped your pants off and teased my wet entrance. I lightly bucked unto you. You chuckled, and pulled away before pushing back at my entrance watching me stuck my stomach in with a gasp. My nipples were hard and you watched me fight your pleasure cock.

"Oh..."

Was all I could say. You lightly patted my thigh and jumped struggling in the bonds. You grew impatient. Smacking my thigh I cried out, bucking against you, but you pulled away against. Dried tears formed new as I twitched, and bit my lip.

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please, Daddy take me..."

My head was tilted to the side and my lip had a clean bit threw it. You were completely shocked, and instinctively drove your hips into mines.

"Fuck! Uhm...thank you Daddy!"

You grabbed my breasts that was smashed between us, your nails digging painful into me. *Remember the plan!* your groaned as I bucked, my hips into yours, pulling out and slapping my cunt with your wet cock. I growled wiggling at the lost empty filling. You collected your breath and smiling at me. You unbuckled my ankles and, coaxed my body to yours.

I struggled resisting, and you; being between my legs, smack my thigh. I cried out and letn you touch and caress my body. You twitch as you looked at my twitching cunny.

"Its so delicious looking. Yet that is a treat you won't get."

Feeling my body language and chuckled at my denial. I wanted to kick you, and reading my mind, you bent over and bit my nipple. I gasped jerking away only to wail following your lips with my chest. Tilting my head back I breathed out through my nose. Maybe I could...

"No."

Un-cuffing my wrist, grabbing me by my forearm and crawling backwards of the bed. I was on my knees turned towards the end of the bed, you sitting in front of me.

"Open."

You tapped your cock upon my lips. I tilted my head away, grabbing a fist full of my hair dragging your precum across my lips. I blushed, and opened my mouth. Dipping your cock head within my mouth you grined.

"Don't bite ok?"

Of course in your humor, but my lips sealed around your cock and lolled my tongue ring against the tip. You shoved more of your cock into my mouth, watching it decend into my mouth. I shut my eyes relaxing my throat muscles to accept the new blow job. Pulling out and pushing back in you tilted my head with little resistance.

"Such a pretty slut you are babe girl"

The words overwhelmed me, and the taste of myself pulling me into a deeper sexual fog as your cocked pushed and pulled under my tonsils. I wanted to look around, or stare at you; the darkness starting to get to me. You were busy with your pleasure, yet watching my body reactions. Getting bored you giddily tapped my forehead giving me the comfort I wanted and sitting up, with a wet pop! Still infront of you, my arms behind my back, spit connecting my mouth to the tip of your cock. You caressed my cheek and I leaned into it tiredly purring and wiggling closer.

"Sleep Sir?"

You laughed and smacked my thighs with both hands.

"Sike!"

Moving behind me you pressed your wet cock, against my wet cunt. Grinning you smacked my ass with your right hand as my knees bumpped Into the bed as you threatened me with your cock. So wrappd up in your play you forgot about the candle and the oil had soon rubbed off on you. Getting up leaving me to my dar kness, and setting about oiling down my body and holding the half dead wax candle. I wondered about the second oiling. You had gone quiet on me. I wiggled thinking its another 'Adjustment Time'.

"Master please?"

It was all I could think of. I haven't submitted fully to anyone in a while. Looking over my should you watched me before dripping the hot wax down my spine. I groaned arching my back having the hot liquid cool an harden on me.

"What the fuck!?!?!?!?"

The new tears lightly irritating my cheeks. You quietly walked around wiping my tears. And hushing me.

"Just testing something."

Your voice low and cool. I bit my lip, thighs wet and you notice.

"Did you just cum?"

I had. Shamefully while feeling the wax upon my back. I felt cleansed, but dirty.

"Please do it again."

The corner of your mouth quirked up and you walked back over to the nightstand placing the candle stick there blowing out the candle. Pacing your stand behind me and driving yourself into me. I cried out cumming again and you tilted your head back letting your hand land on my left ass cheek making me clenched over you in a vise grip. I groaned softly arching back into you, while you grabbed my hair. You knew I was going to anyways.

"Who am I?"

"Master!"

"What am I to you?"

"My Daddy!"

"Who will you serve?"

"M-My Master!"

Your voice soft smooth as you drove your cock harder, faster, deeper into me spreading my cheeks and looking down. The sight was amazing. Your cock driving deeply into me. My cries and breathless gasp and moans feeled the air. The longer you went and the louder I got.

"Master...Daddy please let me cum....please let your babe girl cum"

The dark gaze grew and you filpped me over pulling the scarf off my face, locking eyes with me. I heaved and panted, biting my bottom lip and tilting my head up and you pushed my knees up to meet my breast. I clentched tightly as you grinned at me and leaned into my neck breathing in a dark growl

"Cum bitch. Cum all over your Daddy/Masters cock. And when your orgasm finish. You'll still feel my cock deep within your gut."

I was sweaty, tired, and on the verge of tears again. You laughed at my quivering lip and leaned down to bruise them. Your wet tongue darting in my mouth making me moan into the kiss cumming over your cock with atleast 3 orgasms mashed into one. I was near maxed out when you pulled out and came on me. I shivered feeling your hot cum upon my quivering stomach and whined softly.

You panted leaning against me before getting up and grabbing the stupid collar. In looked up at you lifting my head up, as you took my custom made collar off and placed yours on. I felt warm and fuzzy as you cleaned up the cum and fead it to me. I happily licked your fingers and the dark glint in your eye went away. I was happy.

The rest of the night you intructed me on how to serve you and only you. Nuzzling in bed, we idle chatted about nothing, being in eachothers arms.

"So, what will you do tomorrow? "

"We can starve?"

Swack!!

"Oi! Make breakfast!"

"Good cause we're only getting two hours of sleep"

I stared, at you in disbelief and you ran your hand over my face.

"Better get."

I rolled my eyes turning my back to you, and you threw your arm around my waist lightly spooning me, pulling me cliser as I tried to focus on my two hours.


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RE: Finding Mr. Right To Do Wrong - 10/25/2013 8:12:32 PM   
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Wonderful story and glimpse into your desires. Its amazing how easily we can express ourself through written words, when those same words would never escape our lips.

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