From: malachibxr@aol.com (MalachiBxR)
Subject: Slave Girl Steph 3
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Slave Girl Steph 3
Steph was allowed to dry herself and dress, infront of he lovng
master of course. He had washed and dried her clothes, her panties were
missing though, that didn't surprise her though. She let her options go
over in her head. She couldn't kill him...that act was not in her. She
didn't know where to run, even if she actually excaped. For now, she
decided to just appease him, and hope for the best. She glanced over at
him while she dressed, no longer feeling as ashamed as she once would
half, he hald on to her leash as he watched, and simply smiled at her.
Steph sighed quietly, slipping her skirt back on, and looked back
again at Wayne. "Well, I'm dressed..,now what?"
Wayne stood and walked to her. "We're moving pet. My dear, dear
uncle recenlty passed away..." he said, starting to fix her up,
strightening her clothers. "And I inherited his home...in the Blue Ridge
Mountains...."
Steph blinked, taken aback by this new infomation. The Blue
Ridge? they were all the way down in Florida! It was at least a 12 to 13
hour drive there. Her breathing and her pulse quickened as she took in
the gravity of this. She was about to leave all she had known to live her
live as a slave, and all Wayne did was grin at her. "I took the liberty
of selling your car to the junkyard, got a decent price. Don't worry, the
money will be spent on you. I'm not a cheap master." He was nothing but
smiles.
Steph hung her head, she knew this was it, unless he let her go,
she was his forever. She saw no way out of it now. Wayne led her to the
garage and turns on the light, a recent year black Blazer coming into
view. Steph assumed she had not seen it before. Wayne led her to the
passenger side and put her in, attached her leash to the bar on the bottom
of the seat. She turned around, seeing a cooler and a gas can, fron the
scent of it, just filled. Wayne slipped into the drivers side, opened the
garage door, started the Blazer and backed out. He closed the door backed
up, flashed Steph a rather disturbing grin , spun the vehichle around and
they were off.
This rde was different than last, her hands were freee and she
could move about some as much as the leash would allow. She looked at
Wayne driving, thinking she could probably attack him if she wanted, but
every time the thought came up, she quickly pushed it out of her mind, she
couldn't attack, she diodn't know why, but she couldn't.
She watched the countryside pass, but that didn't last long, soon
they were on a route, then they hit I-95, going North. Wayne explained to
her as they started out they she'd be living with him in Virginia now.
She was also informed she'd be kept on a collar full time even when going
out, and sometimes in bods at "home" until she was properly obedient. His
voice was calm, and almost soothing, like she wasn't even his slave, more
of a friend. But Steph knew that would change whenever he got horny,
bored, or just felt like doing something to her.
She thought of the morning when Wayne had pissed on her while she
was in the tub. She had never been subjegated to anything remotely like
that in her entire life. She had often heard of things many considered
"kinky" when chatting with her girl friends at high school and college.
Then she had thought only really sick people would do things like that,
but Wayne had always seemed normal, a very nice guy, till now.
Wayne let her play around with the radio till she hit an
alternitive station she could stand to listen to. She then turned to look
out the window, using the Music to escape her situation.
Steph was awakened by the sound of the engine cutting off. Wayne
looked over to her. "We're almost there but I'm tired of driving, we're
getting a room tonight." Steph looked out of the window, seeing a half
burned out neon sign of what used to read "Dew-Drop Inn". She wondered to
herself exactly how many dew-drop inns there were in this country.
"Stay" Wayne commanded her, much like he would a dog. Steph
turned her gaze down, that feeling of unexplicable shame welling up in her
again. Wayne left her leashed to the Blazer and walked into the Motel
office. He wasn't there long before he came back for her. "We got a room
for the night, c'mon"
Wayne pulled her out of the Blazer, holding a key in his hand.
Steph looked to her side, seeing a few people talking. She thought about
calling out, tell them she was here aginst her will, but even before she
could open her mouth the will to do it was gone. She couldn't bring
herself to do do that. They reached the door, Wayne opened it and pushed
her inside. Almost immediatly he felt her skirt being pulled up and his
warm hand being pressed to her rear. She let out a slow exhale, knowing
what was to come.
"Well now Steph, you seem to be adjusting to your new life better
and quicker than I had hoped." Steph opened her mouth, coming very close
to saying "Thank You". She caught herself and flet her face redden, she
was about to thank him for telling her he was a good slave? What was
wrong with her?
::Wayne pushed her away and she landed belly down on the bed, her
skirt bunched up around her waist, herlegs splayed open. Her breathing
quickened and she held herself still, letting Wayne steer her, she didn't
want to learn what resistance meant.
"Mmm, god dan Steph, you have a nice ass..." Wayne hand went on
her again, rubbing her rear roughly. Then without warning his hand went
between her legs, pressing it aginst her cunt. She let out a surprised
gasp at being handled in such a way. Her face flushed as well when she
realized she was getting wet from the treatment too. Maybe she was a
slut, maybe all she deserved to be was a slave if she reacted like this.
"Such a horny bitch" Wayne pressed his finger in her cunt,
working is deep inside her. Steph gasped again, her cunt involentarily
clenching on his finger. Wayne pulled it out, letting out a low chuckle
then licked her juices off. Steph waitied, not knowing his next move when
she felt her ass cheeks being pulled apart, and the something warm and wet
being pressed aginst her asshole! She tensed in surprise, but Wayne
continues, letting hs tounge circle her pucker asshole slowly, gently
pushing at it in at times.
Seph began to pant softly, and moving her ass at him, she relaxed
he asshole, allowing Waynes probing tounge to enter. Oh, she "knew" it
was wrong, she kniew it, but it felt so good, she couldn't help herself
anymore. The ramifications of the act flooded her mind, she was now
giving herself to her captor willingly. It had only been a little over a
day and she already caved in to him. Maybe it was always a part of her,
untapped. All she knew is that she couldn't attack him, she couldn't
escape even if he let her, she was a slave to him.
Steph's lips opened, a loud moan escaping her lips as she grinded
her ass back aginst Wayne's mouth. He ass had only been touched like this
once before, and she accidentally kicked the guy who tried. Well, she
said it as an accident, she didn't want to be touched there. But now here
she was, her Masters tounge swirling and sliding inside her tight hole.
Wayne pulled away, and she heard him take a few steps back. Her
head dropped, felling both unfulfilled, and oddly rejected. She heard him
chuckle again behind her. "I think I did you a favor you hot little slut.
I think you enjoyed that a lot more than I did. If I'd known you were
such a submissive little bitch I'd have gotten you a long time ago"
She felt her cheeks spread again, and his fingers at her wet
asshole, but somethin was different. She felt him put something around
and in her ass. She blinked in surprise, but it only took a moment to
figure out what he planned. No one had ever been in her ass before! She
began to tense again, afraid.
Wayne felt her ass tighten and he grunted in disguest, he withdrew
his finger and delivered a hard slap to her exposed ass. "none of that
bitch, I'm gonna fuck you there where you clench or not. But you'd better
relax for your own sake" Steph jumped at the slap, and began taking deep
breaths, trying to will herself to relax.
Wayne's cock pressed up aginst her asshole and he pushed.
Suddenly he slipped in, his entire head slipping inside her ass. Steph
took in a sharp breath, it felt so big! She knew she couldn't take it
all. ""Please....Master, it hurts!" she plreaded, but in vain. Wayne
continued to push in, hi cock stretching Steph's poor ass wide. The pain
was incredible as tears streaked her face. She shook her head from side
to side, sobbing and begging for him to pull it out.
Wayne took no heed of her, but instead began to pump his cock in
her ass. He held himself up over her, supported on either side. Steph
spread her legs wider, doing anything she could think of to lessen the
pain. She was still laying flat on the bed, her face buried in the covers
as she tried deperatly to relax her tortured ass.. Slowly, even as wayne
picked up the pace, the pain began to lessen. The lubricant he used was
good and he slid easily in and out of her ass..
Her sobs began to transform into moans as she slowly started to
grind her ass back aginst him. She as soon meeting his pace, thier skin
making soft slapping noses when they connected. She didn't understand how
something that hurt so much could feel so good now, but she continued to
grind back, her ass squeezing and clenching his hard cock. She was
rewarded with a growl of pleasure from her Master who began fuckign her
even harder, his cock pumping wildly inside her tight ass.
"Ooooooh! Oh Wayne! Oh Master! Please fuck me!" She was totally
given up to the act. Shw wanted it with all her being, she wanted his
cock shoved up inside her ass. It was a craving she never had felt before
in her life.
Wayne slammed his engored cock hard up inside her. She felt his
hot , sticky cum squirt in her ass. She clenched around him, milking his
sweet cock of it's cum, she wanted it all now. She accepted herself as
his slave now, and she wanted all of her Master's cum.
Wayne held still inside her for awhile, then slowly withdrew from
her ass, which now began to feel sore again. She no longer minded the
pain, she almost welcomed it. She looked over her shoulder at her Master,
and risked a faint smile. He smiled back at her with a knowing chuckle,
but soon reattached her leash, looed it around a pole on the bed and
secured her to it. "You're learning...but a Master has to be sure..."
And he went to the second bed, laid on his side, and quickly went to
sleep.
Steph watched her Master sleep for awhile, thinking of the changes
that had occured to her, she hardly belived it all. She had enjoyed that
sex...hell, she had loved it. She sighed softly, he new life was
confirmed. She placed her hand between her legs, looking at her Master's
limp cock, and began to finger herself to sleep.
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