jesiul
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The Word
The word 'Master' can indescribably thrill a girl when she finds it on her lips…and knows that it is true.
This was the first thing Nichole saw when she entered his home; it was a small plaque hanging just inside the entrance. She had been in the life for some time, had played with some very handsome Dominates and enjoyed the pleasures that doing so had brought.
Nicki had learned the art of being a very good submissive, yet had always maintained an independence never taking on a full time D/s relationship, or accepted a collar. There had been that one she had thought of taking, but in the end had said no. The thought must have shown on her face as in that moment he asked her, “Little dove what is that sadness on your face?”
The reply was simple,” I was reading your plaque is all and considering what it means to me.” It was all the other thoughts she was having that she opted not to voice, but the truth was still spoken. How odd she thought, this was the first time she had been to his home, they had has some light scenes, at dungeon parties and he had been to her home a few times, for some very satisfying sex.
Julian helped her with her coat and took her purse, placing both in the entrance closet. Then shut the closet door he turned to her and in a quiet but commanding voice stated, “Remove your clothes Dove.” With slow deliberate movements she did so, taking her four inch heels off, then her dress, it had 35 buttons down the front so it was a measured seduction as she undid each one, a few small glances told her he liked it. As the dress slipped off her shoulders Julian held out his hand, she presented the garment and Julian laid the black dress over his arm, with his free hand, Julian made a gesture for her to turn around.
Standing in stockings, wearing black bra and matching thong with red lace trim, she made a unhurried turn to the right, thinking he wanted her to make a full circle she was surprised when his large hand grasped her shoulder stopping her rotation. When he undid the clasp to her bra and removed it he brushing her breasts slightly, she took a deep breath, when his hands traveled to her hips and his thumbs slid into the top of her panties, her breath came out as a small hiss. His chuckle told her that he was well aware of the effects his touch was having on her.
With a slight nudge he turned her to face him, his hands still on her hips. As his eyes devoured her body with his intensity, there was a possessive look in his eyes, With a little pull on her panties, he said, “Remove these, but leave the stockings on, they please me” Nicki could feel her hands were trembling slightly as she leaned down to take her feet out of her panties and hand them to Julian. With one arm holding all of her clothing, the other shot out and grabbed a handful of her long copper locks, and with a quick twist, knotting her hair around his fist, he forced her to her tiptoes. The pain from this was slight but the arousal was not.
Julian could feel her body trembling with heat passion and could smell the hunger of her need. As he stared down into her face, he watched her eyes dilate with fervor, the light silver of her eyes darken to a shimmering gray, it was as if looking into the eyes of a hungry wolf. Her creamy skin and long copper hair where in such contrast, she seemed as if she was an escaped drop of flame, and with that though he devoured her mouth, raping the inside with his tongue.
Nicki had stood locked to him by his grip of her hair, but more by the predatorily look of a beast stalking prey. When His mouth descending to hers it was fierce, she kissed him back with the same fierceness, sucking and biting, trying to pull herself up to his mouth for more. Julian removed His mouth from hers gave a tug on her hair and she settled down. “My little Dove has turned into a starving alley cat.”
Releasing her hair, he pointed to the floor, instantly she was gliding to the floor, knees where spread open, her arms lifting her hair up and away from her back and she locked her fingers together behind her neck. An evil smile crossed his face as he spoke,” It is nice to see that the alley cat is remembers how to act.” Turning he walked out of the entrance way. When he came back he was holding wrist and ankle cuffs and a collar.
Taking a handful of hair once again he stood her up, ravished her moth once again then lead her to the living room, there was a blazing fire going, a few candles and a small round rug in the center of the room, she wanted to see more but the hand tightly holding her hair would not allow her to lift her head that far. When her feet where in the middle of a small round rug he gave her a push downward and she knelt once again. He knelt before her, his large frame shadowed hers; a hand lifted her chin so she could look into his face. “Tonight my little Dove.” His voice harsh and stern, “I will teach you that I am the one that does the raping.”
Lifting each arm he lashed a cuff on both wrists, placing a lock on them, he repeated the same to both ankles. Nicki let the warmth of the fire and the heat of being bound fill her, she had been bound before, in fact bondage was one of the most pleasurable things about this lifestyle for her. When he placed the leather collar on her, it did give her a moments hesitation, but then some Dom’s like to play with a collar as it gives them a sense of ownership. Plus it did make her feel more submissive. Julian checked each cuff for tightness, and to make sure they did not cut off any circulation, then he clipped the wrist cuffs together with a small link of chain about three inches long.
Standing her up by lifting on the wrist cuffs, he pulled her arms up and over her head so that he could place the links of chain in a hook, it was at that moment she saw the hook that was extended from the ceiling beams. It also gave her a moment to take a full look around the room, it was a full out dungeon, the entire room looked medieval, with the exception of the assortment of vibrators and other toys. Nicki’s complete attention was on scanning the room, she felt but did not concentrate on the fact that Julian was attaching ankle cuffs, she was enthralled with the room. When Julian tugged on the ankle cuffs she tried to turn to see what he was doing, now curious, only to notice he had chained the cuffs down by two eye hooks on the floor, she was now tilted forward, but not off balance.
Julian walked around her until he loomed over her, his six foot four engulfed her petite five three, her hair was shrouding part of her face, because of being slightly leaned forward, but he soon remedied that, a large hand circled her hair and with deft movements he had it tied back with a piece of leather. Nicki was doing nothing but watching his every movement at this point. When Julian stepped back he spoke once again, in a tender tone “Dove, does anything hurt, or bind in such a way as to cause you damage.” She smiled at his concern and replied, “I am in no discomfort, and nothing will cause me damage.” Julian’s reply was gentle “Very good Dove”
In a stern voice he began, “Dove you are here because, you want to submit to a Master, we have discussed your limits and you know my rules.” she nodded yes and he continued, “Tonight you have consented to submit to me, in doing so you shall with hold nothing.” He stated “Dove you are a treat to behold, your beauty is refined and elegant, but this you know.” Julian bent to look her in the eyes, “To long have you have danced around that which you need most, never to surrender to it.” In a growl that shook through her, he said “Tonight you will surrender; you WILL give me your mind, body, heart and soul.” The next word where each punctuated as he spoke them, “Do, you, understand?” Nicki nodded yes, this was not the response he wanted from her, Julian’s hand cupped under her chin, his fingers pressing into her flesh as he locked eyes with her. Julian repeated, “Do, you, Understand?” Nicki’s voice was strained as she answered, “Yes Sir I do.” Nicki didn’t really, but she soon would.
Julian pushed her chin back as he let go, he circled behind her, Nicki tried to follow him with her eyes, and when her head leaned back in an effort to see him, he gave her head a push forward and down. When his hand trailed down her body, from neck to thigh she shivered in delight. “Oh my sweet dove, your skin is soft and creamy.” It sounded like an accusation when Julian stated it. As his hand traveled back up, it cupped her ass for a moment, tenderly caressing it. This was followed by a brutal stinging slap of his hand. The loud yelp Nicki gave made him laugh quietly, so he repeated it until her backside was bright red and she was panting. “My good little dove, she wants to be pleasing.”
The change from his hand to a flogger made her jump forward, the cuffs holding her up and her ankles braced to the floor keeping her in place, she could hear the chain rattle from her movements. Nicki lifted her head up and back to look; once again and a harsh hand forced her head down.
Time slipped away from her as Julian, went from one flogger to another, illuminating her back and bottom with warmth and gratification. The erotic pleasure of the pain her was giving her propelled her into a affectionate faintness, she was near the point of slipping over the edge, when a growling voice was pressed against her ear, she could feel his hot breath as he spoke, “Dove push yourself for me, go beyond this point and you will delight in the next.”
Nicki began to say she could not do it, but something inside made her desire to please him by trying. “Dove?” It was not tender when he spoke it yet it was like a caress to her body. “Yes” she barely whispered, so deep she was within her enchantment. Passionate lips embraced hers and she surrendered to the sweet bliss, his hands cupped her breasts, teasing the nipples into hard little nubs, as one hand moved down her waist and between her legs a soft sigh of contentment whispered out.
The dampness between her legs inundated firm fingers as rubbed and play with her now hard bud, her lips flower open with arousal, she could feel the blossom of an orgasm pulse within her, the hunger radiated heat through her body, the natural rocking of her pelvis told Julian she was ready. “Little dove, I shall give you what your body needs, after I feed you soul.” Where the words growled into her ear, the sound nearly made her explode.
When the blindfold came down over her eyes, her body tensed before her other senses finely tuned in the cracking of the fire, the smell of light scented candles, Julian’s cologne, and she could feel the first strike of the single tail whip that snapped against her back. The scream that flowed from her lips was piercing, as the next blow landed she was still reeling from the first and one scream did not end before the next came. As the next three bit into her she could no longer do more than shriek and fall as far forward as the chain holding her would allow in an effort to get away from the bite of the whip. Then as harsh as it had felt upon the first blow it delighted her body. When the blows ended she could not say, she was no longer coherent, her mind had pushed out from her body.
Julian had carefully placed fifteen lashes across her small body; had watched and heard her as she fought to get away from the pain and then embraced it. When her head hung limp and her body no longer tense, he had stopped. He had pushed her as far as she could go. Leaning down he unhooked the clips from the spreader bar, Nicki had sagged and was being held up only by the cuffs suspending her from the hook in the ceiling. Julian scooped her up and lifted her so he could release her arms from the hook, she collapsed into his embrace, he cradled her against his chest like a child, her face was wet with tears and she was quietly crying. Julian knew she had surrender her body, but her heart would need more to bind her to him.
Nicki felt comforted by Julian’s arms, he was walking somewhere with her but the blindfold she was wearing prevented her from seeing where, when he laid her upon the soft bed, he removed the blindfold and tenderly brushed back some of the loose tendrils of hair from her face. As Nicki’s eyes adjusted to the dim light of the room her mind floated back to her, and her body burned. Julian spoke to her then, his voice stern yet tender, “Dove you have pleased me, you will please more each time you surrender to me.” He continued his voice soft but gentle, “Now I shall give your body more pleasure than it has ever experienced.”
Lifting each leg her removed the cuffs and then each stocking from her shapely legs, then replaced the cuffs about her ankles. Nicki said nothing, her mind anguished over the pleasure and pain he had inflicted upon her. It read in her face and body she was trying to regain control of her emotions and wrap her mind around what had just happened. Julian knew she was struggling against all that she had long understood about herself and the control he had forced her subtly to release to him.
Nicki did not struggle against his meticulous binding of her, she felt very tiny in his large bed, as if she was almost not there, and perhaps she had vanished, for deep with in her mind as she floated from what was happening, she reflected on the words she had seen coming in the door. The word 'Master' can indescribably thrill a girl when she finds it on her lips…and knows that it is true. How she had often thought of what it would mean to have a Master, even craved it in her mind.
Julian watched her face as each readable emotion traveled through her, she was in turmoil and he knew it. The pain on her face nearly did him in; he loved this little one deeply, had for some time. Each time she had come to him she had always kept back a part of herself, she was beautiful submissive, but never surrendering.
To give her a moment now she would regain control over her emotions and he would lose her completely, but he would not give her any control, now or ever. Yet he would not let her harden the shell she so easily encased her emotions in. if he was to have her completely he would have to break her. Julian had though of, and even tried taming her slowly, but knew she would fight against it, if given the smallest of chances. That if she had thought for a second he was close to taming her, she would leave and not return; that her fear out weighted her cravings.
The need for control of her life was as strong to her as the need surrender. This night would be the night she broke and surrendered. He would be in possession of her by the nights end, and she would be owned. However he could not give her time to gather her composure.
Julian had finished binding her to the bed, she was a small X upon his bed, her eyes shimmered for tears that had not spilled out earlier, her body lay flush and lustrous under the glow of the candle, she radiated lust, desire, yearning and she appeared so very vulnerable and childlike. For the first time since he had come to know her, she was open, decipherable, her heart was involved. This time she would surrender to him, not simply submit. Never again would he allow her to just submit to him.
Nicki’s mind was reeling, she could not hold one thought long enough to become coherent, when she realized she was laid open to him on his bed she was looking into the most handsome face she could recall, Julian was hovering over her, yet she was locked into his embrace. When his mouth crashed down on her it was the last vestige of clear thought she had.
Like the slow rising of the Sun, whispered fingers of delight ignited her, the darkness which had so long held her, crept from the starry night and she burst forth like shards of enchantment enhanced by the morning dawn. Julian made love to her tenderly, passionately, fiercely then wild and madly. Loving gentle words, demented heated words of lust tumbled from his lips. Each orgasm she had he held her as she riveted away and trembled back, each time he whispered his love for her, each time he asked her did she want him, care for him, did she need him, then subtly await her responses. Nicki would purr out the sweet yes’s he craved.
Julian had made her body and mind attach to their love making had forced her to feel with her heart as well as with her lust. As he held her on the brink and refused to let her orgasm, Nicki cried out, thrashed and begged for release, as he questioned her this time his last questions where simple. A deep throaty sound vibrated into her mind as he asked, “Do you want me Dove?” she growled back, “Yes, I want you.” He followed it this time with. “Do you surrender to me?” The haze of lust vanished as she locked eyes with him, and as the moment seemed to pull his heart apart, she gently whispered with trembling lips, “ Yes, I will surrender all I am to you.” With that he drove her wild and over the edge granted her release and then his own.
Feeling her breathing return to normal again she Nicki knew she had said the one thing that would bind her to him, and took these moments to bask in this total pleasure. Julian fell back to earth much slower, but fully coherent. Glancing at the flame of a girl lying within his embrace he knew he had still two tasks ahead of him this night she had surrendered her body and mind, he would own her heart and soul.
Julian rose from the bed and released the bonds that had held her, as he did so he gather the sweet little bundle she was to him, her sweet smile was all he needed. “My dove, my pet, my beloved, do you have something you wish to say?” Julian knew he was pushing her, but also knew if he did not she would retreat and she may be lost to him forever.
Nicki understood what he waited for, understood the dept of the question he was asking her, she had pledged her surrender with passion, now he awaited the words that would pledge her to him with her heart. Nicki hesitated, she had never thought about what to say if this moment arrived, she knew he wanted her to ask for his collar, hell she knew she wanted it, but she didn’t want to seem silly or fumble through something this important. The look on Julian’s face was nearly broke her into tears, so she quietly stated, “My beloved, may I have a few moments and a pen and paper?” When Julian laughed she did burst into tears.
Julian felt like a heel, it was just the fact that her face had not shown anything except for the shimmer of tears that he had thought she was about to jet out of there naked if need be. When she had called him her beloved it sent a bolt of joy through him so strong he had laughed with happiness. Gathering her into his arms he quieted her down and kissed away her sorrow, then said to her “pet, you may have your pen and paper, but don’t take to long.” With that he grabbed a large fluffy robe wrapped her in it, put one as well and lead her down the hall to his office, pointed to the massive desk and said, “The paper is in the top right hand drawer, you will find a pen in the center drawer.” Gave her a pat on the bottom and sent her in. Julian chuckled as he went down the hall to make himself a cup of coffee, and shook his head, she was going to be the death of him, this little one.
After near an hour and about a pot of coffee he made his way back to the office and opened the door, what he saw did break his heart, she sitting on the floor at a coffee table with crumpled papers about her crying quietly. He watched her as she reached for a tissue, sniffled into it and began whispering what she had written.
“My beloved, this girl asks that you take her love and embrace it carefully for it belongs to you only, she also pleads with you to cherish the mind that she offers to you for your safe keeping for it now belongs to you only.
This one gives freely to you her body to hold sacred for your pleasure as it now belongs to you only, she begs of you as she entrusts to you the soul of her being for this now belongs to you only, to grant her your permission to wear your collar and the pleasure of calling you Master.”
Julian stood there listening to the most impassioned heartfelt words he had ever heard, and said, ”Yes little one.” Nicki jumped turned, banged her knee and knocked over the make shift desk, her eyes where large bright shinning orbs filled, first with shock, then joy as what he had said was in reply to hearing her reading. With a few long strides, Julian was standing before her, “Kneel here little pet I shall return in a moment.” When Julian returned he once again stood before her, this time however she was kneeling and no longer wearing the robe, Julian looked down upon her and said,
“My beloved I accept your plea, I will allow you to surrender to me all that you are offering. As your Master I will keep you safe, expand your mind and enjoy your body, but most of all. As your Master I will cherish the love you give most.”
Taking from his robe pocket he placed a V shaped leather collar around her neck, then Julian knelt grabbed her hair and kissed her deeply, lifted her from the floor carried her down the hall placed her on the bed and smiled and said one last thing before he ravished his beautiful new slave. “Do you love me girl?” her answer was perfect, “yes Master.” It was with that indescribable thrill of the word Master upon her lips and the truth of knowing it; she surrendered to him this time.
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*When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.*
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