Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2008 08:39:56 -0500 From: pensuwana lacrox <slacrox@mail.com> Subject: A Submissive's Story By Mistress Pensuwana, all comments are welcome,unless they're negative...we all most face enough of that in life, I'll be damned if I will over my efforts in writing slacrox@mail.com Only yesterday Fawn and I agreed our lesbian relationship is going nowhere. I enjoy surprises, a little roughness, and even pain associated with good hot fucking. Fawn doesn't. How we ever got together, who knows? Fortunately not too many weeks have been lost in this relationship. I have always been a true submissive lover, and have never found a real dominant to satisfy my masochistic needs. Although only 23 and not having that many lovers, I did manage to always find the wrong woman to fulfill me, or even pacify my deep craving for some one to totally dominate me. There's a lovely heavily forested park next to my apartment building, so I went there to sit, think, and get a tipsy enough to forget my loneliness. Back where if a rapist was around I'd be in deep shit I lit a cigarette, pulled out a bottle of scotch, swallowed a mouthful, lay back against a tree, playing around with exhaling my cigarette smoke, trying to look sensuous as I did, sipping my scotch, and getting happy. Diddling my pussy, I closed my eyes and thought about some gorgeous dominant dark woman brutally ravishing my body, spanking my bare ass, treating me like garbage, and making me feel loved by mixing tender loving with brutal torture. This went on for enough time I became so orgiastic I could feel my climax building up inside my small body, so I knew I was close to a pleasurable orgasm. Suddenly I felt a hand on my inner thigh. I jumped; started to scream when a hand was pressed against my lips, and I heard, "Did you know you were talking audibly?" My eyes popped open and here was my savior...a tall, gorgeous dark woman with long black wavy hair, dark eyes, blazing, full, inviting red lips, and a perfect figure, dressed only in black leather, shorts and halter, with 6 inch strapped heels, her long smooth legs coming together where I know the most rewarding pussy ever is waiting for my lips. She then asked, "You will not scream if I lift my hand." I shook my head no, so she did, and asked, "Do you have a death wish, setting here alone, where no one can see you?" "Kind of stupid, huh...I just broke up with my girlfriend, and feeling so alone." Actually kissing my lips, and softly fondling my breasts, she then said, "I heard, and my pet...I am who you are wanting to come into your life." Those words followed by another kiss, but this one deeper, more passionate and down right lustful, her tongue forcing my lips apart, accompanied by her hand rubbing my pussy over my shorts, which almost at once became obviously, not moist, but wet. Smiling, she then told me, "You are a lustful little submissive slut aren't you. Do you wish Uvonda to electrify you?" Not even thinking of what that could fully entail, I simply replied, "I live next to this park, let's go to my apartment." After we got there, Uvonda asked, "May I have a glass of scotch, and may I smoke?" Thinking to myself she already was smoking...and on fire; I smiled, then told her, "Yes, of course...here." I sat next to her, she took a deep drag from her cigarette, pressed her open lips to mine and exhaled the smoke in my mouth. I burst out coughing, as Uvonda, angrily told me, "You are to inhale my smoke you dumb ass slut, not swallow it." My whole body quivered with sexual arousal, carnal excitement, and a large amount of fear. The couch must have gotten wet from my dripping pussy, but I quickly replied, "My humble apologies, mistress, please may I try again, I know I can please you." As if in a trance I submitted to this, for whatever reason she had for demanding I learn it, and it took 3 more tries before I managed to inhale her exhaled cigarette smoke, during which time she yelled at me calling me a whore, cunt, slut, and a tramp. After I managed to satisfy her, Uvonda pulled me close, smothering my lips with hers, roughly removing my top, leaving my breasts bare, which she harshly squeezed, building my perverted lustfulness, then moving her hand to my cunt, purposely causing me terrible pain as she rammed it open into my now very wet pussy, right to her knuckles, causing me to scream in pleasurable pain and have a hell of a dynamic orgasm. I know she had one too, because her eyes closed, she held her breath a moment, breathed in deeply and sighed as she breathed out. Then in a complete change of voice and manner, Uvonda asked, "Where do you work my pet, respond." "Here, my mistress, I write sensuously inspired short stories for several sex magazines..." "How delicious, you must let me read some of them soon...how much time daily do you need to do your work, respond." "I always write in the middle of the night, about 6 hours a night...a lot of trial and error, my mistress." "You only need inspiration, Uvonda will give you that. I see you work on a laptop, so it will be simple for you to move in with me, keeping your apartment, just in case you find me too brutal for your delicate and tender, degusting, pitiful, useless existence." I was actually embarrassed and a little put off by her telling me my life was as she described it; then continuing, " You've never been anyone's submissive have you pet?" "No, I have only drea..." Even before I could finish, out of nowhere she pulled a short riding stick, and lashed it across my bare nipples, causing me to scream, burst out crying, "What did I do?" Followed by another, then she asked, "What am I to you? Never respond unless I have given you permission, and always include one very important name...respond." Tearfully I managed to squeak out, "My mistress..." "Of pleasure and pain," Uvonda added, then continuing, and in not a loving tone, but a demanding, angry, commanding voice, "You will learn to love me deeply, need me even more, or more importantly what I do for you; give you the painful pleasure you require to be fully satisfied, sexually...now pet, remove your shorts, you now shall satisfy my overwhelming lustfulness for sexual fulfillment...ravish my twat with your lips and tongue around my sloppy wet piss smelling and tasting cunt." Uvonda's pussy smelled nothing like piss, nor did it taste as such, rather like sweet spring blossoms, and I took to licking and sucking her cunt like a baby to a nipple. Soon; out of sheer lust, detecting no love or even emotional desire, she reversed us and we totally pleased and fulfilled one another's carnal passions, as I soon realized there was no lustful passion beyond that of a true dominant, forcefully and without obvious concern given to her submissive. My journey into the bazaar, yet so misunderstood world of BDSM, thus began. After a few days I am moved in with Uvonda; during this time she is as sweet and gentle as another submissive, much like Fawn, but I knew this is only the calm before the storm. As soon as I'm settled, Uvonda tells me, "A few words to remember, `Position' means you're on your knees, laying out with your arms extended. `Respond' means the obvious. `Resume' means you'll return to your submissive mannerisms. `Relax' means you are one of the human race and can speak freely. Now this is the most important word of all, `STOP.' Once said, we no longer know one another, I shall assist you as you pack, see to it you have transportation home, where you will resume your useless, miserable, existence, there will be no 2nd chance...do you understand the importance of using that word at the wrong time...respond." "Yes my mistress." Kissing me lightly, as she bites my lower lip, actually drawing blood, smilingly she continues, "During the times you are in Resume, remember you are no one, nothing, filth, dirt, lower than any living creature on earth, you'll never wear clothing...you do not deserve to, since you are nothing, you have no shame." Smiling wickedly she then kisses my lips, brutally rams her hand in my cunt, doing the same to me. I gasp, burst out crying, as I tearfully plead, "Mercy mistress, please." She screams at the top of her voice, "Position." Uvonda opens the drawer next to her bed, pulls out a common ping-pong paddle and lays a hard slap on my ass with it, as she says, "ONE." After another, she says, "TWO." Between the hurting on my ass, the knowledge of why she's doing this, my love, and need for her and my just plain perverted feelings about this, I become wet between my legs almost at once, and by the time she has given me 5 whacks with that paddle, my cunt juices are running down my legs. What a strange combination of emotions to have, fear, pain, and love for who is causing it, shame, embarrassment, and a deep desire to please this savior of mine. After the last blow, I'm curled up in the fetal position, on the floor, sobbing terribly. Uvonda lifts me and carries me into her room, lays me on her bed, then so soft and sweet, sugar seems to be dripping from her lips, she tells me, "Relax, speak to me Beth, what is going on in your mind." "May I please mistress?" "Yes my pet, I just gave you permission to talk to me, just as if you were a member of the human race." "You know how hurtful all this is that you are doing to me. I become so ashamed, embarrassed, humiliated, and at the same time, sexually aroused, every time you hit me, call me horrible names...I have these conflicting emotions going on inside me, I'm sexually aroused, needing to be fulfilled, I feel ashamed, and more that grows the more excited I become, mistress. I am so confused, I seem to never know how to do what you want me to, or do I ever seem give you any sexual fulfillment. Is there a pur..." "It took you only 4 tries to learn to inhale my exhaling cigarette smoke, only a purposeless, actually stupid person would even want to do that, that was my test to see if you actually wanted to be my submissive, because if you were willing to learn to do something as useless as that just to please me, then I knew I had the right person. Let me tell you why all of this is done, I am a sadist, who enjoys giving other willing people physical pain and emotional torment. The more I give you, the more you become either pained or embarrassed by me, the more sexually aroused you and I become, until one or both hopefully reach our orgasm...you poor child, you've never experienced this before, and you are totally without knowledge of what we are doing, you only know I am your giver of painful pleasure, so keep it simple, remember only that you are in one of 4 modes. Position, which is your total submissive mode, Respond, is only that you may answer my question, Relax is how we are now, openly talking, Resume, is going back to being under my will in all your being, once I know you will work out and we shall be happy together, I'll give you marks of pride, that you will be proud to have others see because of their deep and wonderfully satisfying meaning they have to you. It is late, we are relaxed, let us give one another as much pleasant fulfillment as we can before I go to bed and you get to your work." This is the first time we actually come together for the purpose of satisfying one another sexually, and if I were not a pain loving, submissive, I would have never lasted through what she terms having sex, although my orgasms are the wildest, most insane, and pleasing ever. By the time she is ready for sleep, I'm a mass of bruises, bleeding bites on my neck, lips, tongue, thighs, and the cheeks of my ass. So as Uvonda sleeps, I soak in a hot tub; then begin my work. How right Uvonda is, my imagination goes wild, and I write more in these few hours than I usually do in a week. Feeling so thankful to my mistress that in only one day she has given me so much more inspiration than I've ever seemed to have, I make coffee, cook her breakfast, and as she awakes bring it in for her. Upon seeing it, I know I'm in trouble, her face takes on that enraged expression, as she says, "Oh...how sweet of you my pet, are you not eating with me?" As she eats what I brought her, she asks, "Did you do well last night...get it for me, let me read it." I actually do it, not replying once; after she reads what I wrote the night before, she softly says, "Mother fuck, this gets me hotter than hell, crawl under the sheet and eat me." After I have satisfied her needs, she tells me, "Now wash the dishes, put everything back where it was, and report to me here, you need to bath and dress me." Once that is done as I stand before Uvonda. She smiles as she says, "Now for what you have feared ever since I woke up this morning...you know you are in trouble, and you are too dumb, stupid, and...my god what...insensitive...possibly...that too, to know why. Who gave you the right to use any of my belongings, touch my dishes, use my stove, cook my food, in fact unless I give you permission you do not have the right to even move. I tell you when to sleep, get up, eat, shit, piss, sit, stand, you dare not have an orgasm without my approval, you dare not enjoy sucking my cunt without my permission, yet you took it upon yourself to cook me breakfast this morning. Do you have any reason why I should not beat you until you collapse? Respond." By now being cut so deeply and for something I thought I did that was nice, I'm sobbing so badly I can hardly speak, so she slaps my face as she says, "Did you hear me slut, respond." "Please my mistress, I'm so confused now I forgot the question...ohh...aahh...hmmm." A powerful orgasm sweeps through my body, I weaken and fall to the floor. She kicks me in my stomach and I just moan, so she says, "Relax...Beth...speak to me...oh my god what have I done." She picks me up and carries me to her bed. What I did not know is that Uvonda is an RN and shortly I come to, and see her smiling as she tells me, "Relax...pet what happened to you, you fainted...you're trembling, are you cold darling." "I am so very sorry, my mistress I am petrified of you. As you said those things to me, I became so orgiastic I could not hold back my climax, it took me to my knees it was so powerful, then realizing all I have done to enrage you... in fear of you beating me to death...I guess I must have fainted...mistress please do not beat me to death, or turn me away, I only have you, I shall try harder, I promise." As tears formed in her eyes she pulls me to her breasts, pets my head as she says, "I have never found any one so tender as you...I have been unfair to you. I didn't learn what I was dealing with before I began on you. Beth darling, I would never harm you to such a terrible point where death was even a close matter for you to fear. Please tell me, if you actually wish to stay with me, and why." "I made you breakfast in bed because of the inspiration you gave me in only one day. I know there is a great writer in me somewhere, now I know, only through you will I find her." "May I come to bed with you and make love to you Beth my precious little pet." "Ooohhh, Yes my mistress, please do, for I love you so much." Much later as I awake, I see Uvonda standing over me, and she tells me, "Resume...Position...do you feel strong enough to actually resume. Respond." "Yes mistress." "Resume." She ties my hands behind my back, and my feet to them behind me. Pushes a vibrator in my ass and cunt, and straps them on me, a hood over my head, with ear phones, then tells me, "This is your punishment for what you did today to upset me." Puts a ball gag in my mouth, lowers the hood, and turns on a radio that fills my ears with Rock and Roll music. Then I'm picked up, carried somewhere and left, where I cannot see, hear, speak, or smell, and time goes by, until I realize I must pee, then I realize I must shit, and shortly do, so now at least I'm happy about whatever she did that causes me to not be able to smell, because I must really stink. I finally become so tired I fall asleep. Some time later I realize I am free, so I open my eyes and see I'm laying on a bed, alone, in pitch blackness, just as I feel hands pulling me over, so I'm laying on my belly, then a man's cock is gently slipped in my ass, and I scream in pain, "No...oh god no, no, please whoever you are...I cannot live with myself if a man fucks me." But soon my lust takes over and my ass begins humping to his thrusts; my cries become those of pleasure, as he pulls out and rams it in my cunt, and continues fucking me, then I hear softly, "Do you honestly believe I will allow any mother fucking man to touch a prize like you, let's tongue fuck now my pet. Oh; and Beth relax." Wrapping my arms around her and kissing her madly, I tearfully tell Uvonda, "My precious loving mistress; oh god how I love you so dearly, never throw me away." After hours of that as we have a cigarette and scotch, she asks, "You didn't have any trouble being cut off from everything around you, why not." "I've been cut off from life most of my life already, so that was only inconvenient." "Tell me about yourself." "My folks were killed when I was too young to remember them, raised by a grandmother, all my schooling, privately done, I was 18 before I got out into the world, she had died, left me her fortune. I bought that condo I live in and began writing. Men never interested me so I looked for another young woman to satisfy my terrible longings for sex, they were all like me, shy, frightened little girls. I got rid of the third one just before you found me, the only reason you didn't rip me when you fucked me was my dildo, who has been my constant lover since I was 18. Mistress I have a terrible longing for sex, it haunts me daily, nights are worse. My real fear now is I cannot stop my orgasms, you'll be punishing me constantly because of that." "Then you've never been anywhere, seen anything, have you seen a movie." "On TV, I've never gone to a theater." "Music, a hobby, something of interest that you do." "My life revolves around my stories, they are my fantasies...my escape to another realm where I am deeply loved, carried for and entertained." The look on my mistress's face is one of almost pity, then she asks, "Where did you find these 3 girls you went with...oh, the net...Beth...you are so different from any person I've every known, I don't know if I can be for you what you need, I do not know what you need, I'm a sadist, I enjoy hurting others, you are far too tender to harm, except I do see where your orgasms are not as violent and forceful when we make sweet sex as they are when I am brutal with you, I'll find a middle ground, because you my precious little pet are too sweet to lose." "Then you want me, really, do you." "Didn't your grandmother want you." "No, that's why I was raised by nannies, schooled by tutors, when she died there wasn't any one but me, that's why I got her money." "Do you know how much." "It was 100 million when she willed it to me, but it grows every month in interest the attorneys told me, and I use so little of it, do you need any." "No love, I also was left a fortune. Tomorrow if you awake before I do, stand next to my bed until I wake, you shall be in resume mode, but tonight we love one another." My god but Uvonda is terribly sadistic as she makes sex to me. She actually chews on my pussy lips until I think they must be bleeding, driving me insane with such horribly uncontrollable sexual emotions, forcing me to have impossible to put into words orgasms that leave me physically and emotionally drained, in a strange, probably sick, perverted sort of terribly painful state of orgasmic delirium, in which I am sobbing uncontrollably as I alternate between pleading for her to be gentle and begging for more of her brutal sexual attack on my little body. After Uvonda has been satisfied she tells me, "Go do your writing now, I'm going to sleep." No emotion, no sense of caring just go; and let her sleep. I have another night of great writing I'm again in awe over my newfound brilliance. Later I fall asleep at my computer. I'm jarred awake by Uvonda's whip across my back as she screams, "You dare disobey me again, and so soon, you were to be standing next to my bed in Resume mode, here I find you sleeping...well." I quickly stand like soldiers do at attention, as she tells me, "I must go out today, before I do I need to find a way of containing you so you cannot harm yourself, since I see you are far too stupid to know how to take care of yourself...so since you enjoy being orgiastic all the time." She puts plugs in my ass, and pussy, turns on the electricity enough to keep my juices running down my legs, ties my hands over my head, hooked to a ring in the sealing, spreads my legs, and ties them in place, puts clamps on my nipples and another plug in my mouth, turning on just enough current to keep me so orgasmic I'm constantly having orgasms, and leaves. For the longest time I am in heaven, closing my eyes and feeling like I'm being triple fucked, both nipples chewed on, and so pleased with this punishment, until I weaken so much, I'm hanging by my hands hooked to the sealing, moaning and crying, turning into loud sobbing, then I totally collapse and pass out. Awaking lying on the floor, freed from my bindings and plugs, nipple clamps and so weak I cannot rise, until I feel Uvonda's whip snap against one of my nipples, screaming loudly, as I hear, "Get on your feet slut, how dare you enjoy my punishment, you fucking little whore." Hesitantly and weakly I stand, only to collapse and pass out again some time later Uvonda feeds me and allows me to rest, she has something stuck in my arm, and a liquid dripping in me. Then she tells me, "Pet, you are so tiny and have no reserves to draw from, your sugar is low also, and you're underweight, I've got to build you up so you can withstand my punishment, or you'll become sick, I need your written approval before I can do this, will you give it to me...oh, respond." "Yes my mistress you know best for me..." A few days later, after I'm feeling much better, she tells me, "Relax, we're going to clean house today." As we do, she tells me, "I'm going to finally do something I've wanted for years, open a BDSM parlor, you will be my assistant, I'm having a large group of people here tomorrow evening for dinner, which will be catered you're only function will be to look sensuous and respond to whatever they ask or tell you to do. I'm going to give you something before the dinner which will cause you to be totally uninhibited, although you will be in resume mode, I do not expect you to remain quiet during whatever they do to you, you will not have a choice, but to give in to their advances, any questions...pet you may reply, we are in relax mode." "Will anyone fuck me mistress?" "Remember my precious pet, no man will ever touch you, but women yes, you will no doubt have a taste of several cunts during the evening although there will be men here, they will finger you, as I said you will have no choice but to respond as you feel, your auburn hair is growing out nicely around your cunt pet, I'll never understand why women shave it, why did you." "The girls who I had living with me wanted me to. I prefer it long and full, especially yours, I love the feel of it on my face as I eat your pussy." "I do not have a pussy, pet, I have a cunt, remember." "I can ever forget mistress, it tastes so delicious." "That shall be your reward for helping me clean the house today, will you promise to orgasm many times or must squirt a little piss in your mouth to urge you on." "Please do mistress, that is so terribly degrading it shames me into an orgasm so quickly." The evening of the dinner I am embarrassed so terribly, not only the guests but the caterers see me sitting on the floor next to my precious mistress nude, being fed by her chewing food, then dropping it in my mouth, pinching my nipples until I cry, all during this having those two electrical plugs pulsating in my cunt and ass, keeping my breathing heavily, having continuous orgasms, as she tells them, "My pet is a writer- soon she will begin her 1st novel, she writes sexually stimulated stories now, her novel will be the same, only more sensuous and raw in its openness. She also loves eating cunt, so if any of you feel so disposed you shall find her extremely satisfying, my only request is you allow her to eat your cunt here so the rest of us may watch, you'll enjoy that much more will you not, pet, respond." "Yes, my precious, loving mistress." Janis, one of the women, asks, "How did you ever get her so docile?" "My poor simple minded...actually dumb pet is easily shamed, and humiliated...from there it was rather simple, she cries easily, her feelings hurt even easier, even now she's suffering terribly, but through horrible punishment I have gotten her to somewhat hide it. I have a good mixture of fear of me and deep love toward me in her...watch." Uvonda stands and orders me, "Position." Then she turns the electricity up in the plugs, as she does she grabs my hair, lifts my face, orders me, "Eyes open, make eye contact with my guests, allow them to laugh at your whining in painful ecstasy." By the time she turns it off, I'm sobbing terribly, blushing worse, and finally cannot contain myself as I scream, pleading, "Please mistress, you have shamed me so, may I...may...I..." "You wish to eat Janis's cunt do you not pet?" "Oh, yes may I please." "Why pet?" "To bury my face so I cannot see these guests of yours laughing at me." "Wrong answer, suck your thumb instead." Before the evening is over I eat three women's cunts, and they piss in my mouth. I have so many orgasms by the end of it, I'm weakened to the point where I do not want to move, so Uvonda leans close and kisses my lips as she tells me, "Relax, pet, talk to me." Still crying, I reply, "I've never been so humiliated in my life, I felt like a whore, even worse, oh mistress, how terribly degraded I was...am...I feel so horribly much like nothing, a play thing, your toy, to do with as you please...but that is what I am, am I not." "What you do not realize is you not only caused me to have such pride in myself because of you, and you gave me so much satisfaction, and fulfillment, you also made yourself, possibly the top sexual slave toy in our group, every one of those people went out of here wondering how I ever got you so submissive and selfless, you see pet, they all have ones like you, but none of theirs are near what you are." "When did you give me that pill to cause me to be so uninhibited?" "I don't, you did that yourself, see how powerful mental control can be, do you wish to give me oral sex tonight?" "Oh, yes, so very much, I love your cunt, especially as your juices flow and you pee a little in my mouth." "This time keep your eyes looking directly into mine, if you close them you'll be punished severally; now let's make out so I'll also be in the mood for this." Making out for Uvonda is torture for me, as we neck, her biting me, clawing me, ramming her hand in my cunt and now even my ass. Chewing on my nipples, getting us so orgiastic and having orgasms rapidly, it's then she pushes my face into her sloppy dripping wet cunt, holding my face tight against it as she face fucks me, while I try to tongue and finger her cunt, and clitoris, until she screams, tightens her legs, paining me terribly, then pushes me so hard I fall off the bed, as she says, "Get the fuck out of here." So bruised, battered and bleeding I slowly lump from her room, soak in the whirlpool; then go to my work. Late the next morning she looks me over during breakfast, tends my ripped skin, putting salt on them so they will scar badly, then after she says, "Relax. Talk to me." "Will you ever love me as I do you my precious mistress?" "No my pet, my attitude toward you is one of mutual need we need one another, but with you I now can do something I've long wanted to do, open a BDSM parlor if you remember as I told you. I'm selling this condo. I've already put a down payment on an old almost haunted looking mansion; building and remodeling has already begun, where you'll have an office to work in, we'll have a large bedroom suite, and of course my dungeon, which will be as the ones we picture in our minds of 15th century dungeons, except it will be full of modern means of torturing and tormenting others; people, sick, perverted people pay fortunes to be tortured by a dominatrix, all different naturally, none terribly harmful, most like to be humiliated made to look foolish, pissed on, many bondage, some even beaten. Your part will be just to be there, not actually doing anything but holding a whip or whatever for me, but you naked, your face made up well, very high heeled boots, spiked heels, we'll call it, `Mistress Uvonda & pet's Chamber of Torture. I will wear an open breast bra, open crotch hip hugger shorts, thigh high hose and above the knee boots, spiked heels naturally. Well pet what do you think?" "You do me such a great honor by including me in this, I will not let you down." "Between now and then we must get more weight on you, I will increase your weight so only your tits and ass becomes larger, you need at least a C cup, and ass to match them." "I'm excited already over this, and I'm frightened terribly at the same time may I ask mistress...me a C cup...won't I be top heavy?" "Not with an ass matching your tits, not in any way. We'll keep this 14 waist, your legs need better shaping too. But I'll see to it all...now resume...come here pet, try to do this for me, do not respond to what I am going to do to you." She lightly rubs my clit, I instantly react, by stiffening, and gasping deeply, emitting a little whine as I exhale, then bang, a hell of a whopper orgasm sweeps through my body and I buckle, tightening my legs, and as she continues I scream and fall on the floor twitching wildly, gasping for my breath, moaning and crying, until Uvonda asks, "Why are you crying, Respond." "You're going to punish me, and all I did was what I couldn't help...my precious and loving mistress." "Relax, how long have you been like this, you're like a fucking battery, charging and discharging like you're connected to a generator." "Please don't send me away." "That will never happen- now tell me." "It is you, my god Mistress, do you realize how sensuously delicious you look all the time? You are the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen, and now I'm yours, that alone keeps me ready to orgasm constantly. As you smoke a cigarette, all I wish is you'd exhale the smoke in to me every time, each time you pee, I dream of you peeing in my mouth, I've actually had fantasies of you peeing in my mouth...Ohh...Ahhh...Hmmm...there goes another. I've got to stop thinking about that." "No, I'm going to cure you of those terrible thoughts, first I'll coat your stomach, then I'll piss in your mouth, then you'll vomit, I mean you'll really vomit, dry heaves and all, you'll become so sick from it, you'll never become orgiastic over those thoughts again...Resume, strip, sit in the shower." As I do she comes in and actually pisses in my mouth, it comes too fast for me to swallow it all, but I get most of it, between trying to maintain control of myself because of the rapid orgasms. Producing the most horrific orgasm I'd ever had, causing me to collapse, and momentarily pass out, as I open my eyes, Uvonda asks, "Relax, well." Breathing so fast, almost hyperventilating, I weakly try to reply, "Oh my god, what...a... possibly I shouldn't do that too often, I will never live through orgasms like those." "Don't you feel sick?" "No, just fulfilled, really sexually satisfied." "We've got to get you to vomit, that's the worse poison I could have ever given you." After trying until I'm crying again simply because of being gagged so much, Uvonda just sits, as she tells me, "Take a few more of these, they'll help cover your stomach." "It's your essence my mistress, nothing from you can harm me, you're my savior." Looking at me like I'm terribly stupid, she says, "Right...here drink this scotch until you're sick and vomit." Then I do vomit. Later she asks, "I guess you'll be really drunk for the rest of the day, why don't you sleep it off." A few days later she takes me to have my blood taken, and a few tests made, all come back me as healthy as any young woman can hope to be, so as Uvonda gets my weight up, and I begin to need new clothes; she even gets them for me as we move closer to moving into our new estate. The first day she takes me to see it, as I do, I ask, "It's as large as a hotel, except lovely." "Wait until you see the furnishings that come with it, an old Hollywood screen star owned it and her estate for whatever reason never changed a thing about it, nor sold it until now. Although it cost us a few million to fix it up the way we wanted it, and have the original furniture redone, when we see what we have, it's like walking into a 1920 estate, complete with a 20 car garage with 15 vintage autos." I didn't realize what all was happening until the final papers were signed and Uvonda paid the rest if the price, that she had included me as co-owner of it, although I don't say anything then. Once we're in and settled I ask, "You paid all of this, what is close to 26 million, with repairs, and I'm listed as co-owner, why don't you let me pay you half of its price?" "I have a confession to make, you are my first submissive, I learned the trade by using you as my guinea pig so to speak. I've grown to love you dearly, I can't emotionally show it, so this is my way of showing how deeply I actually do love you Bethany, you took me from being a wanna be, to being the leading dominatrix in our group, and you'll never fully understand how mystified everyone is over my successes with you, because they all know you are my first slave...and speaking of that we're invited to a dinner, so I must get you ready for this one; it will be much more difficult than the one I had...mainly because you will undoubtedly be fucked by a man or more." "Mistress Uvonda, I have never purposely crossed you yet, but here, I refuse." "A much better way of doing that is to remain objective, and not become emotional, therefore not allowing yourself to become wet, to even allow his cock to get in you, say nothing just hold yourself tight; we shall practice on this so you'll be able to easily do this. I will tell them ahead you hate men and have never wanted or allowed one to touch you, from there it will be your willpower that keeps them out of you, what will help is you'll be dressed in a fine evening gown, which I shall have especially made just for you, now resume...it has been too long since you have been punished severely and you are way overdue. What have you done...back just then you refused my request, although you were in relaxed mode, I am taking that as my purpose in punishing you...Position." She ties my feet and hands together behind me, so I'm bent over backwards, strings me up so my cunt and ass are in the air, clips my nipples, plugs my ass and cunt, another in my mouth, turns the juice on until I'm twitching and screaming in horrible pain, then throws freezing cold water on me, causing the electric plugs to build such an electrical jolt through my body, I jerk so much, I rip the ties on my hand and feet, crash to the floor, pass out completely, having one of those orgasms I had as she peed in my mouth. Later as I come to, I grab her, kissing her lips madly and screaming my everlasting love for her; interestingly enough I wasn't burnt by the electrical jolt I got, and Uvonda was half afraid I would be. The evening of the dinner, I'm dressed in all black, my lipstick is almost such a dark red it looks black my eye shadow, in black, midnight blue and deep purple, my hair which has grown much longer and a lovely shade of auburn hanging loose around my shoulders. The gown is a strapless, backless with a slit up to my thigh; the back goes down to the crack of my ass, and the plunging neckline shows over half my breasts, even my nipples, by far the best dressed slave here. During dinner I remain totally stoic not looking either way but straight ahead, as Uvonda asks me, "My pet, do you want corn? Respond." Smiling slightly, looking toward her, I reply, "Yes my gracious mistress." And that's all any one gets out of me during it, after a Mr. Levine asks Uvonda, "Can I have her now?" "As I told you Howard my Pet hates men, and will not allow them to fuck her." "She's far too small to fight me off, so how can she stop me?" "Pet, go with this man, he's going to fuck you." So I get up, then Uvonda says, "Oh, and pet relax." "Yes my mistress, I shall try." In a bedroom upstairs he undresses us and does everything men know about arousing women to become wet enough to fuck; giving up he oils my cunt, and still can't get his prick between the lips of my cunt, not even his fingers, until finally he asks me, "Are you purposely stopping me, or what?" "I am so very sorry sir, I was raised and schooled in a convent, never have been near men, I've only had 4 lovers, they were all women; it is not my mind as much as it is my body, that will not allow you entrance. You are very sweet and nice, but I cannot control how my body feels about you." "Possibly you need a little pain to open your twat, so let's try this." He slaps me across my face a few times, terribly squeezes my nipples until they bleed, digs his fingers in my pussy, ripping it also. Having burst out crying, as he began this horrible treatment of me, I grab my gown and run out of the room; bumping into a woman I plead, "That man is viciously trying to rape me, please help me." He comes running after me and gets knocked flat on his ass, as she says, "We true lesbians must stick together must we not, here darling let me help you dress." She couldn't help but see the oil on my cunt, the redness of my cheeks, and blood around my vaginal lips and realized how hard he'd tried, and how determined I was to not let him, and everyone there knew it before he came down, showing every one my reddened cheeks, and bruises on my arms, and my bloody vagina, he was kicked out of the club, and he was the president too. Later at home Uvonda tells me, "You were apparently very resolved in you commitment over whether he would fuck you or not." "I followed your instructions- they worked, poor guy didn't stand a chance." "Are you sorry?" "Heavens no, like all males he thought he was god's gift to women." "What caused him to think he could take what was made so obvious it wasn't there for the taking?" "I don't think that was his motive, I honestly think he felt if he got rough I'd knuckle under...no that isn't it, since I am your sex slave he knew I am used to brutal sex, so he figured if he gave it to me, I'm swoon and go with the flow." "Possibly, but more likely...you're the first girl to turn him down, and in the most terrible way, to actually give in to him and have your body seemingly reject him, poor Howard. No wonder he resulted to such unwarranted physical force." "Who will they have as head of the group now?" "Oh, heavens pet, I neither care or really want to know; come sweetie help me write an ad for our chamber." It seemed like overnight we have an assortment of regular looking people, but really fucked up inside, because of the weird ass things they want Uvonda to do to them, and I soon realize, I'm going to be busy in Uvonda's chamber of torture. Torture, bullshit, in some cases poor weak minded business men with respectable positions in the business world, require the simplest most ridiculous, sick ass, thing done to them, finger fuck their asses where everyone there can watch, forcing them to have an ejaculation with the other sickies looking on, and they leave pleased, satisfied, and a few 1000 dollars poorer, pleased beyond words and praising Uvonda for her expertise; all of them are like that one, hardly anything deep or dark. Certainly not actually harmful, but in no time we have the dungeon filled every evening we're open, and making so much money it's undeliverable, then to top all this off my first romance novel is published, and the publishers are so pleased with the response from it they offer me an advance on my next one, which I refuse, saying I do not need it, and dig into writing another. Uvonda and my relationship falls apart quickly, because she is doing what she's always wanted and suddenly as pleased as hell with herself, so one evening I tell her, "Our getting together has been the greatest thing to ever happen between two people, but actually my love, we aren't meant to be together. You now have what you've always wanted, and really so do I, so I'm going back to my apartment, hopefully when either one of us needs the other we will not be shy, and call so we can satisfy our longings and desires." "That's very unselfish of you Beth, thank you for understanding." It was so bizarre, like two people simply taking different trains to different destinations, certainly not two people breaking up after having spent the past 4 years so very close; nothing was said about me owning half of her estate and business, I simply took a taxi home, and how pleasant it felt to be home. Even though it is quiet with no one else here. I went to a vet and asked, "What is a large dog that can be playful, but a great guard dog, and as large as they come?" "A wolf hound, bred in old England to kill wolves, very large, strong, devoted, yet playful, the males are best." One afternoon as I walk into my apartment, I realize instantly Cassandra, my step mother, or as she chooses to call herself now, Luciferie is there, although I can not see her, I know her aura. As millions of thoughts run through my mind, the one I remember most is her total dominance over me. The emotional, and psychological trama she caused me, and our final parting. How I was driven to such monstrously debilitating orgasms, she had to revive me with Rolf's whip across my nipples. How in a drug induced state I managed to get outside and was found by the police laying nude in a pool of my vomit, shit and piss. Going from a half way house to living with Tracy who ended up being my lesbian lover. Even though I was not completely sexually satisfied by Tracy, she gave me what I needed to survive alone. And soon I was working for Dictaphone, along with her, as one of their on line tech, helping medical Transcriptionist stay productive. After another lesbian relationship gone bad, Uvonda found me and I enjoyed a few years of blissful submissiveness under her sadistic love. Also having begun writing erotic stories, with Uvonda's prodding I soon had a novel published, later we split, now my god; how did Cassandra find me. Suddenly, as all this overwhelms me, I scream, out of stark fear, and faint. I wake up where I fell, with Cassandra and her giant Rolf, looking down upon me, Cassandra grinning wickedly as she says, "It took me this long to find you, I'm going to enjoy teaching you how foolish you were to not come back to me." I burst out crying as I scream, "NO, Cassandra, please no more." She instantly says, "Rolf...3." And I feel the first lash of his whip across my back, followed by 2 more, then her sneering, "Why, Pensuwana, as I remember you, this is the only way you get off, show me one you filthy slut, whore, cunt...you cum drinking, cunt lapping pig...Rolf, until she comes." Only 2 more and my orgasm is frightening and paralyzing to even me, then they roll me up in a carpet and carry me away. No one knowing where I went or if I'd ever return, my apartment lost, along with all my possessions...clothing, job, computer, writing...my world ends. Since I am no larger then when I was taken away from her, she treats me the same, like I am a young 17 year old kid. For the first few days I try to fight her overpowering forcefulness upon me, but in the end Rolf's whip wins me over. The two of them are the perfect pare for winning a sex slave's total submission and within a month I am once again under my mistress's compete control. Cassandra had added a new business to her others, and brings me into it also, I learn about it one late evening when Rolf, carries me up stares into a bedroom I'd never seen before, Ties me to the bed, and leaves me naked; naturally, as I always am now, but blindfolded. I dare not ask why, my life and will belongs to my mistress, she can do with me as she pleases. Soon the door opens and in walks this giant of a man, I can tell by the squeaking of the floor. Looking down at me he laughs as he says, "Oh, yaa, young, tender and innocent looking, you filthy slut, young cunts like you should not be allowed to live...I may remedy that mistake before I leave tonight." If his purpose is to terrorize, he certainly does. He quickly begins savagely ripping and tearing at my body with his teeth and finger nails, literally wrenching my first wonderfully painful orgasm from my already weak body. He fucks me so pleasingly brutal, I scream and cry for more all the way though it, he laughs, treating me meaner to see how loud I can scream, and as he nears coming he pulls out, grabs my hair and splatters my face with his cum, holds my head as he face fucks me, until his prick is erect enough, flips me over and ruthlessly rams his cock up my ass. As much torment and pain as I feel I am still deliriously orgasmic, caught somewhere between fright and joy over him fucking me so wonderfully brutal. He of course feels that, and angrily tells me, "I didn't pay for you to enjoy this, only me, torturing you." Slapping me several times, and actually biting my tits until they bleed. I soon collapse, and pass out from exhaustion, and fatigue. As I come to I see a lovely woman caring for me, once seeing me awake she tells me, "You must be the masochist mom told us she was bring in, more power to you honey, but mother fuck how can you stand this treatment." By now too brain washed to not feel privileged to have such wondrous treatment, I smilingly reply, "There is no love like that of a true sadist, lovingly given to his or her submissive masochist...if you've never tried it, don't knock it." Looking at me in total disbelief and degust she says nothing, just leaves, soon mom comes in and tells me, "As you experienced last night you'll be whoring for me now, I honestly do not have the time or patience to deal with you now, so I'll leave that to the sadistic bastards and sluts who come in to ask me if I have a woman who will please them, if you fuck me around and not satisfy one of my customers...I'll hang you from my ceiling by your nipple and cunt rings...well say something." Common sense told me to not disagree, so I replied, "please my mistress will I not have any of your love." She reaches down, twists my nipple until I scream in pain and damn it; I have another orgasm, which causes her to laugh at me and say, "You poor pathetic little slut, if you didn't make so much money for me, I'd end your miserable life." "thank you my mistress for finding value in me." "bullshit, I'm also going to let the other girls use you for sex, will you enjoy them also." "I am yours to use as you please, or kill if you wish, I will not scream." "oh, fuck you slut, just don't fuck around with my customers, now sleep you've got another tonight." Now lost under the enchantment of the strongest sorceress in our little society I once again feel the paralyzing effect of her magic, even knowing that common sense tells me there is no such thing as black magic in a "Christian" nation. I live in constant fear of her, surrendering my will and total being to her brutality and constant verbal abuse. My life became a daily routine of being ruthlessly rape fucked by either sex nightly, enduring Rolf's whip, Cassandra's belittling and assisting her in the Parlor as she imposes her sadism on poor sick politicians and business men, being paid hundreds for practically nothing compared to what I enjoy. One day as I was cleaning our living area, I happen upon a room that has a computer in it, Cassandra knows nothing about Computers, why is there one here, but it being too tempting to leave alone I managed to get on the net, find the site where my stories are stored and pick up where I left off. Although it is dangerous for me, because if I'm caught, I'll be beaten terribly, the spark of freedom I'd experienced since my last submission to Cassandra drives me on and one day I received an email from an older man who likes my writing, although he's soft and sweet, I become "in like" with him, I'd never experienced softness from a man before, even the man who told me he was my daddy was my first male lover, who further taught me the only way to experience total satisfaction in sex is to be treated so badly my climaxes are literally jerked from my being. But my god Lucifer what pleasing experiences he gave me,. what fulfillment, what euphoria. To lay under his pelvis, his prick so far down my throat I could no longer breath, and as I suffocated, an orgasm is wrenched from me, causing me to black out, then awaking, fully satisfied sexually, quietly sobbing and pleading for more...he obviously was no more my father than Cassandra was my mother, both of them leaches using me as they please. I'd never considered myself to be unjustly taken advantage of...until now, after having freedom to express my own will, and now having it stolen from me, although I have no choice but to conform to Cassandra's will, I actually feel resentment, which for a submissive is next to deadly...how long will it be before Cassandra sees through my facade...then only my lord Lucifer knows what she will do to me. Then I met a woman on the net who tells me she is a sub like me, but was so domineering toward me, she thrilled and excited my imagination to the place where I become physically involved and actually masturbated as I read her words over and over. Lisa had such a strong hold on me, and in only a few emails, I cried when I was alone knowing she will not continue writing to me, being older than I am. Lisa must be popular, adored by many...how long will she waste time over the net with a dumb kid like myself. Then a break, in a way I could have never expected, for one evening Cassandra tells me, "I've invited 2 friends of mine to spend some time torturing and tormenting you over this week end...for their pleasure and amusement ." Grabbing me harshly and slapping my face, she continues, "You will enjoy and plead for more of whatever they give you...you do understand me slut, tell me you do." "You need never question my loyalty to you, naturally I will do as you command." Glaring at me, I can see my master Lucifer in her eyes, and I cringe in fear of her, as she tells me, "That useless father of yours and I should have taken more young girls like you when we had the chance...if they all would have ended up like you...that my dearest Pensuwana is your only worthy quality...your stupid fear and submissiveness to my every word and thought, you'll make me 5 big ones tonight, don't fuck this up." At the appointed time I'm brought into a room, where two tall dark leather clad women stand waiting for me. They're dressed in only small open nipple halters and open crotch hip hugger shorts and boots. As I looked at them, I got a snap of both their whips with pin point accuracy on each of my nipples, but the voice I heard was one of long ago love and mutual fulfillment between us, my god, Lucifer, it is Uvonda. Almost missing what she says, I catch, "...So do not try anything stupid with us. Assume position." Knowing what she wants, I do, and receive a sheering lash from each across my back, and Uvonda leaves, the other tells me in a soft, rather tender sounding voice, "To my subjects I am mistress Vulture...I feed from ripped human flesh, and as the vampire drink humans blood for my continued existence, Now let me experience you fully." She reminds me of Uvonda when we used to make sex between us, the brutal biting and digging of her finger nails into my skin, working me into an ecstatic frenzy so quickly we both begin becoming so orgasmic, our breathing, body movements and passion overwhelming any sense of morality or common decency, as she drives me insane, literally chewing on my labia, forcing me to open mouth tongue fuck her asshole.. passing gas in my mouth. As I tire she feeds me coke to energize me, until my body begins to go into convulsions, and I become forceful and demanding, until she hits me hard in my gut, knocks me off the bed, and whips me terribly until I pass out form extreme pain. I hadn't realized this but it was morning before my perverted romp through sick sexual torment ended. While I was out she direct pierced my nose and put a ring in it with her demonic seal on it. As I awake a sweet young woman is caring for my wounds, seeing me awake she asks, "You do not look well Pensuwana, possibly I should tell Luciferie you cannot continue now." Weakly I tell her, "No, you cannot, she will end my existence if I do not fulfill her demands." "You poor child, you do not know our loving mistress very well, she would never harm one of us, we are of her coven and she needs each one of us." I chose to not reply, Cassandra has done her demonic work well...this sad young thing doesn't even realize who she serves. Later that day, Uvonda comes in to my room, knowing there are no listening devices she asks, "oh, my god, Beth, what are you doing in the Devil's lair what happened, who is Luciferie to you." Seeing she still cares for me, I begin softly crying as I relate to my former love as to why and how I come to be here. After. Although my love Uvonda knows only one way to love, even as painful as she is, I feel her tenderness and loving gentleness toward me. Later we are having a drink and cigarette I ask, "Find away, please my dear Uvonda, take me back." Tears almost come to her eyes as she softly tells me, "Take you from Luciferie, the most powerful sorceress of us all." Handing her a small piece of paper I tell Uvonda, "My email address, no one knows of it but myself, if I find away to escape will you take me in, please Uvonda, I shall soon be killed, for Lucifer only knows what, if I'm forced to remain here. I will do whatever you command, only allow me a little freedom." "None of that matters, you want me to go against Luciferie, she can strike us down with the wave of her hand." "Uvonda, that woman raised me, I've known her from the beginning, she became "immortal" much later in life, before that she was just another sadist who used me to learn how to be even more so." A period of what seemed minutes go by, before Uvonda hesitantly says, "Then I used you for the same reason...oh god Beth, how terribly you have been used all your young life. I'm still frightened to death of her, I cannot assist you, unless you can get to my home...this is such a mistake...but how can I not help you, because of all you did for me. Beth you know I must mark you before I leave she expects to see my mark upon your body." I kiss Uvonda then tell her, "My precious love ,you only treated me lovingly, Cassandra has no love in her, toward any one, least of all me...As you did my others, pierce me, I know you do it in love, do as you please, I've never stopped loving you Uvonda, nor will I ever." Through the night of sick debauchery, twisted sex, where I drank her piss, all of which was so fulfilling to me, some time later she drugs me, and pierces both my cheeks, putting a stud with her demonic seal on each. By making this deal with Uvonda, in affect, it's almost like jumping from the fire into the frying pan, only to have enough freedom to do my writing and have my darling Lisa thrill and excite my sexual desires over the net, a woman I have never met. Yet she excites me so terribly, I am under her control, yet she claims to be another sub, like myself. A few nights later I find myself receiving pleasure of another sadistic woman who enjoys giving the same brutal sex to another much like Uvonda, and she so thoroughly stimulates my desires, I find myself not only yielding to her demands but pleading for more of her ruthlessness. I choice the wrong woman to ask that...i woke up a few days later in the hospital. Soon a doctor comes in and tells me, "Miss La Crox as I told your mother, you needed a hysterectomy...it has been done, you will be fine, the details as to how this happened are not for me to talk about, but I believe you know." Again away from my keeper, I find myself too frightened to even ask a question. After he leaves Cassandra comes in and at once begins giving me hell for allowing this to happen, by the time she's half way through this, I'm so upset and crying so loudly a nurse comes in and tells her to leave. As she's forced out by a couple orderlies she yells back at me, "You fucking little slut, you'll pay dearly for this embarrassment to me." After Cassandra is gone, another nurse asks me, "Are you all right my dear." My mind goes a million miles an hour, as I tearfully ask, "Please Miss, will you call some one for me, Miss Uvonda Delacort or Mistress Uvonda's BDSM parlor." "Is this the only other person you know who can aid you, from what I heard I refuse to believe now that horror able woman is actually your mother, who is she." "I was raised by her, she's my step mother, my father left us, but please Uvonda and I were so much in love and for so long, I know she will assist me now." A few days later Uvonda calls and I get to talk to her, "I'm in the hospital, mom got a horror able sadist on me, she almost killed me. Uvonda my darling, please will you help me now." "Find a way out and come to the Santa Anna Freeway Exit 43, there's a gas station, Restaurant there, call me from there, I'll: come and get you, remember Beth, you'll be a prisoner for who knows how long, if she spent that many years looking for you before, she'll: spend even more this time." "Yes, only to bring me back so she can have Rolf beat me to death." The next day Carol the nurse who has been so much help asks me, "Beth as I understand this, all you're looking for is a safe place to live...come and live with me, we're both lesbians possibly we can enjoy one another's company also." "that's very nice of you, but I cannot put you in harms way like that. Cassandra is a dangerous woman." "Sweetie the only thing dangerous about her is that giant she has as a body guard, and believe me honey, he'll: come down like a brick hit in the right place, among other things I have a 3rd degree black belt in Aikido, so the night before you are to be released you'll: come home with me." "Carol are you into BDSM." "I'll tell you what, if we hit it off and you enjoy a little sadism I'll see if I can't accommodate you, but I never have tried that before." "once you do, you will see, it's habit forming." The evening came and it was so easy, with in an hour Carol and I are setting in her living room, having a drink and smoke and she asks me, "Let me phone your old Apartment bldg.. and see if any of your things are left, do you have any money anywhere, any means of support at all." "Oh, Yes, all my royalties from my book and short stories are in my bank account no telling what that's up to by now. I kept it a secret from Cassandra, so when I could escape I'd have something..." Suddenly I burst out crying hold Carol close as I softly tell her, "You have saved my life, for this, I owe it to you, whatever you desire of me, I will do." Kissing me sweetly Carol replies, "For now relax and try to feel safe, because you are." . . I'm really corny in this, I like happy endings, if you do not, sorry, but it is my story!