We met online, in a chat room. We both were seeking something more than we presently had. She is married with two pre-teen boys. I am divorced with one daughter nearly the same age as she. She needed a Master. I needed a slave. We found each other.
We talked some online and she agreed to meet Me for a "look-see", and perhaps more. She was directed to come to My residence wearing no underpants and to say only, "Sir, slave is here as directed!" Then she would sit and we would talk. If she was uncertain she would say, "Sir, may we continue our talk, if it pleases Sir?" which was her way of saying she was uncomfortable.
On the other hand, all she had to do to indicate that she was ready to submit as My slave was, "Sir, how may slave serve You, Master!"
The doorbell rings. I see it is her. "Come in and sit, slave," I say.
She sits and we talk for a few minutes concerning her expectations and My demands. They were all consistent with our earlier online chats and instant messages. I was impressed with her willingness and apparent need. It nicely matched My need.
Rather quickly she spoke those magic words: "Sir, how may slave serve You, Master!"
My reply was, "Naked, now, on your knees!"
Instantly she kneels, her nose touching My rug as her dress fell to her mid thighs. She has nothing else except shoes on, which she quickly manages to kick off. Her simple sundress follows in a heap on top of her shoes.
I stand and move to her. Reaching down, I pull and twist a handful of her lovely hair and pull her toward Me. Slowly I drag her naked body to My chair.
I sit down, still holding a handful of her hair, I pull her face close to me, twisting so I can reach her ear I say "Slave is pleasing to her Master!" A short quick kiss on the ear is followed immediately by a hard and longer bite on the same ear.
She is lovely; every naked sex slave is lovely! Half twisted, lying across My chest and legs I can tell she is not comfortable but she is not supposed to be. Again I smile and say, "Slave remove Master's shoes and worship My feet!"
Like a child on Christmas morning she unties My shoe laces and begins to caress, kiss, lick and suck My feet and toes as she kneels at My feet.
After a few minutes I take hold of her hair again, pulling her toward Me. Holding her head by both ears, I smile and say, "Slave is doing adequately. But slaves need to be spanked." I pull My slave by the ears dragging her from the living room to the dining room where I bend her over the dining room table.
Quickly I slap her right ass cheek 7 times. Then I bend over My slave, nearly kneeling as I squat and I spread her ass cheeks and look at her tightest hole. My thumb rubs her ass. A nice cute ass, and one that I will soon be deep inside, I think. Slave's need is obvious. Slave is not simply wet but is dripping with wetness. Her shaved pussy area is deep red and glistening. Her aroma is wonderful.
I continue to admire her ass. I probe My thumb to its base into that tight hole. I pull it out and bend over to bite first the right side and then the left side of her ass, Each bite lasts about 2 minutes, just long enough to leave My teeth marks for a few hours but not enough to break her skin.
I begin to spank her again. Slave is still bent over the dining room table, but this time I spank more slowly, more methodically, more determined to give slave both the pleasure and the pain that a spanking can provide and that she so obviously seeks.
When I am ready I move to her ear and another bite is followed by, "Slave did well," and I force her to turn around and crawl back to Me.
I walk back to the living room and use the remote to turn on the CNN news. She crawls to Me. Her nose is nearly on the rug. I jerk her head up by her hair, forcing her to look at me. "Kneel with your back perpendicular to the floor!"
She obeys and I smile and touch her nipples for the first time. They are erect and hard. Her body is glistening in sweat, more from excitement and need and her own sexual heat than the temperature in the room.
As I roll her nipples between My thumb and fingers I act as If I am bored and I ask the TV, "What should I do with you slave? What should I do with you?" Then looking down at her, I see her back is straight but her eyes are looking down and I say, "Well slave, look at Master and answer."
