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 My Fantasy Life.



   I'm Anna, 16, 5'1'', little over 110lbs, slight build but I'm told I
have a nice rack, C's.  I've been learning allot about myself over the last
few years.  At 10, I discovered masturbation, at 12, I liked being with
another girl.  But at 13, that was a big year, I found that I was a
submissive, I liked boys and girls, and I liked being used.  By 15,
things....well, let me just tell the story.

   As I said at the age of ten, I found a new toy, my pussy.  I rubbed it,
stuck a finger in it, I even tasted it, cause I heard about oral sex and
how some boys and some girls liked it.  Not bad, a little salty.  Then at
Christmas, I thought I found love, one of my gifts was a stuffed gorilla,
and he came with this 6" banana made of a firm but spongy plastic, about as
big around as a roll of nickels.  I told no one, not even my best friend,
Lisa, I thought I was alone with this secret.  Lisa and I were thick as
thieves, tomboyish, if one came home covered in mud, the other was too.  We
did everything together, rode bikes, climbed trees, one time, we even got
in a fight with the boys from another neighborhood, there were boys on our
side too.  This would change, we were becoming, "Young Ladies", our moms
would tell us, and we shouldn't crawl though the muck down by the lake,
what would the boys think.  We're 10, we didn't even like boys then.  But
grow up we did, when I turned 12, our moms started letting Lisa and I have
sleepovers.  During the school year, only after homework and only on
weekends and on summer break, the rules relaxed, a little.

   Ending the 6th grade, looking to into 7th, we had begun to notice boys,
and now it did matter what they thought, I was noticing Lisa too.  She's
the one that usually starts something, and this meant that I was going to
be doing something stupid.  She's was always in charge, but now there was
something more about her.  When ever I stayed over at her house, she would
boss me around.  Like, she had bought a new short skirt, and since we are
built alike, she wanted me to model it for her.  She made me change clothes
right in front of her, and put on only the skirt, no panties.  She had me
do turns so that the skirt would fly up.  It's not like we haven't she each
other naked before, like stripping off muddy clothes, so one of our moms
could hose us off, before letting us in the house.  But this seemed
different, I didn't know, then, if she liked it, but being naked in front
of her, while she's still dressed, kind of excited me.  I was sleeping over
at Lisa house one night before school let out, and Lisa asked if I had ever
kissed a boy.  I told her that she knew I hadn't, but I had tried to kiss
Jack Baker, at the Winter Dance.  We talked about the dance, and then she
asked me if I thought I knew how to kiss.  I said I guessed so, and she
proposed that we practice on each other, saying something about not being
as easy as it sounds.  I wasn't so sure about this, but doing whatever she
says had become a habit, so I relented.

   She came over to sit on the bed next to me, she put her arms around me,
I hugged her, we looked each other in the face, and started laughing so
hard, we had tears running down our cheeks.  Lisa got all serious, and
said, "Stop it!", kind of authoritarian like, I tried, but if I looked at
her, I'd crack up.  She took her hand and slapped my bare thigh, it hurt
but it stopped my laughing.  "Be serious!", she says, looking sheepishly
back, I mumble, "Sorry".  Her hand strokes the back of my head as she leans
in, but seeing the look on her face, made me giggle.  She got real mad,
yelling at me about things, some made sense, some only made sense to her,
she moved away on the bed and pouted.  I guess I had not realized how
important this must have been to her.  I moved to the floor in front of
her, on my knees, I reached up to hold her hands, and I said that I was
sorry, that she means the world to me, and I wouldn't do anything to make
her sad.  I moved up next to her slowly, sitting beside her but lower,
letting her have control again.  This time I closed my eyes, and when she
kissed me, it was the most wonderful feeling I've had in my short life.  It
was soft, warm, loving, her lips brushing mine as she moved her head.  My
head was swimming, electricity runs down my spine.  I thought it was
lasting a long time but I left it up to Lisa to stop, and when she did, I
wished she hadn't.  She said, "Wow, I liked that!", I said I did to, and
added we should practice more often, she adds why not now.  We kiss again,
she pulls me back onto the bed and we kiss and hold each other for a while.
We practiced a lot after that, so much so that I asked Lisa if she thought
we were lesbians.  Pausing between kisses she says, "You like boys don't
you, I like boys too", "Who says we can't be bi?".  I thought, 'bi' what
does that mean?, oh bi-sexual.  I liked being kissed so I thought to
myself, sure why not, but it did take us a while move on to the next step.
By the end of the school year, I had a boyfriend but he didn't last, I
caught him kissing on a cheerleader.  If it had been any other girl, I
might have forgave him, but I can't stand those cheerbitches, so I dumped
him, loudly.

   The next step for Lisa and I, happened the following summer, my dad
bought an above ground pool, and I was very popular that year.  Lisa and I
spent that Saturday afternoon with friends from school, swimming, and
hanging out.  Dinner time came and everybody went home except Lisa, we were
acting like we were on vacation, we walked around in our swimsuits and
colorful wraps, with big sun hats and sunglasses.  We had our dinner out on
the "veranda",(the patio by the pool), and watched the sun set, talking and
laughing all night.  When bed time came, we when to my room to change for
bed, I had just stripped naked and was reaching for my nightshirt, when she
grabs me and tosses me onto the bed.  She was naked too and was now
kneeling over top over me holding my shoulders down on the bed.  My dad
came by my room to say goodnight, popped his head in the door, he sees
Lisa's naked butt and back, sitting on top of me, and says , "Good ... 
gracious, I'm sorry!", and slams the door.  Lisa laughs and says, "He won't
do that again without knocking".  I'm looking up at her, she bends down and
starts kissing me, I just close my eyes and kiss her back.  She laid her
body down onto mine, I could feel her hard nipples brushing against my
skin, I was excited and scared at the same time.  Lisa sticks her tongue in
my mouth, stops and says, "That's frenching!", and starts kissing me again.
Her hands began to roam over my body, when she reached my breasts, I wasn't
ready for it, and jerked in response.  She looked me in the face and just
started kissing me again, I submitted and allowed her do as she pleased. 
She told me to do as she does and I tried to let my hands wander too.  Her
hand slowly makes it's way to my pussy, I said, "Leeeesssssaaa.....",
shocked, she says, "Shhhh", and quiets me with kisses.  Her fingers played,
around the outside of my sex, I was getting hotter, she had me touch her, I
did as I was told and mimicked her movements.  She pushed her tongue into
my mouth the same time her fingers entered my pussy, I stopped thinking. 
Lisa had two fingers in my pussy, plunging in and out, while the palm of
her hand brushed, mashed and rubbed my clit.  I tried to match her but it
was hard to concentrate.

   Taking my hands in hers, she looks me in the eyes and says, "Stay still,
I'm not going to hurt you", this scared me a little, but I could only obey.
Making her way from my mouth, she kissed my neck, licked and bit my
nipples, this hurt a little and I started moving, and she growled, "I said
stay still!".  From that moment, she was in charge, total control, I was
unable to move or speak without her consent.  She continued to maul my
chest and through the stings of pain, I felt myself getting wetter between
my legs.  Running her tongue down my belly and reaching just above my
pussy, I couldn't help but move my hips, she slapped the side of my ass,
and gave me a scolding look, and I stopped.  When her tongue touched my
pussy, I tossed my head back and moaned out loud, she puts her lips around
my clit and begins sucking and pulling it as she puts two fingers into me.
She licked and lapped at my pussy then tried to stick her tongue into my
hole, I couldn't help myself, I wriggled, squirmed, bucked, and came.  My
back arched, I'm telling her," Yes, oh Lisa, yes", as she played out my
orgasm, letting me come back down to earth.  Lisa moved back up with me and
was kissing me when she says, "Your turn".  I said nervously, "I don't
think I know how".  She holds my head in her hands and orders me, "Just do
as I tell you!", I quipped, "Yes, master!", she bluntly replies, "Not
master, Mistress!", I corrected, "Yes, Mistress", and followed her
commands. This night changed our relationship forever, she was my mistress,
and I became her sex slave.



   The next year and a half, things changed for me, and for Lisa.  She was
still my mistress, but Lisa met a boy in school and was kind of dating, if
you can call it dating in the 7th grade.  She would see him at school, and
sometimes on weekends, school football games, maybe a movie but always in a
group.  One Saturday, I had finished my homework and called Lisa, to see if
I could come over.  I heard her ask her mom, and said I could but wanted to
talk to my mom first.  After our moms talked, I found out that Lisa's mom
and dad were going out, and wouldn't be back until late, so her mom was
happy I was coming over to stay with her.  I got to her house after dinner
and her folks had already gone.  We were just watching TV, and talking,
when her phone rings.  It's her 'boyfriend' ,(said sarcastically), Brad,
it's not that I don't like Brad, I do, really.  It's kind of a double
jealousy thing, I liked Brad before Lisa, but he liked her and also, she
didn't seem to spend as much time with me as I would like.  I heard her say
that we were home alone, I heard him yell across the phone, he would be
right over.  I got up from the couch and asked if she wanted me to leave
when Brad gets here, she said I couldn't leave, she didn't have anything
planned with Brad.  She said, that coming over was his idea, cause she
really wanted to 'play', I said, "Really", and broke a small smile.  She
stood up, pushed me back down on the couch, bend down and touched her
forehead to mine and said, "That's right missy, your mine tonight".  About
ten minutes later Brad knocks at the door, Lisa and I go and let him in,
and after hellos, I could see he wanted to be alone with her.  I go back
and watch TV, I can hear them talk but I try not to listen, yeah right. 
He's being all charming and cutesy, she's giggly and receptive, and I was
thinking I could be waiting awhile.  I must have stopped paying attention,
cause several minutes later they walk into the room, holding hands.  She
says, as if completing a thought, "And you can't stay because I promised
Anna".  He says," What kind of promise?", I give Lisa a look like 'No,
don't you dare'.  She stutters' a, "Well, ....  that's private", he says,
"Oh, that slave thing".

   I'm bright red and burning holes through Lisa with my eyes, she's
looking down and then at me, and then down again.  I couldn't even speak,
she starts to apologize, and then he speaks.  "It's no big deal, it's cool,
I never told no body", again I look at Lisa, now I'm thinking, 'How long
has he known, what does he know?'.  He just keeps talking, "I'll play too,
what are the rules?".  Lisa and I stare blankly at him, then I ask, "What
do you mean?", Lisa asks, "You want to be slave?", I say, "Wait, wait,
wait, I need to talk to you".  I grab Lisa and go to her room and ask her
why she told him and, without breathing, ask her what does she think he
means?  She says that they were talking one night and it just came out, and
she grabs my shoulders and nearly yells, "I don't know what he means", all
excited.  We talked low and fast, and Lisa says, "If we let him play, we
have to have a secret word so we don't go to far".  I said, "Good idea, why
don't we use our middle names".  Lisa looks at me real serious and asks me,
"You really want to do this?" I put my head down in her hands and say, "If
it please my Mistress".  We go back to the living room, Lisa tells me to
sit down, then she turns to Brad, "If you want to know the rules, here they
are, you will do anything and everything I tell you to do".  She goes on,
"If you don't do it, or give me any backtalk, anything but a 'Yes,
Mistress', I end this and you go home", "Do you want to play?" Brad looks
at me and then at her, and says, "Yes ......  uh, yes Mistress", she says
very good and tells him of the safe word.  Then she orders us to follow her
to her room.  She sat down on the bed and had Brad and me stand in front of
her, she looked at me and says, "I think you'll like this, close your
eyes". She turns to Brad and tells him to do exactly what she says and
nothing more, anything more, and this ends.  She tells him to remove all my
clothes, one piece at a time, but not to touch me, unless he has to, to
remove things.  I'm nervous and very excited, shaking, I stand still as
Brad takes each article until I'm nude.  He's then told to sit on the bed
next to her, and she tells me to open my eyes and look at her.  When I do,
I've never felt so naked before, I stand there nude and their sitting on
the bed, dressed, and staring at me.  Then she tells Brad to stand up,
unzip his fly, and pull his dick out, we're told to stand face to face, and
I'm to hold his cock in my left hand and stroke it.  She said to look each
other in the face, we obey, she tells Brad to stop smiling.  It became
embarrassing, almost, to stand there, naked, jerking a guy, and just
looking at him.  We both could tell he was getting close, he had a hard
time standing still, and keeping his eyes open.  She told me to stop, and
kneel down, and told Brad to finish jerking off.  He's stroking fast and
Lisa tells me to put my face close to his dick and open my mouth.  Brad
suddenly grunts loudly and a big splash of cum hits my face, just over my
left eye, another hits my nose, another, then another, the cum slowly
running down my face into my open mouth.  She tells him to put his
softening dick in my mouth so I can lick it clean, he obeys, as do I.  Lisa
has him zip up, and sit with her on the bed, and tells me to turn to face
them, staying on my knees.  I'm kneeling there naked, cum on my face, and
Lisa says, "She's all mine, I can do anything I want with her".  Brad says,
"Anything?, even fuck somebody?" he pauses, " Mistress?" Lisa says, "That's
better, and yes, if I wanted her to", I looked questioningly, and ask,
"Mistress?", she looks at me and says, "Yes, I if I want you to".  I'm sent
to wash my face and when I return, Brad and Lisa were in bed together,
naked, and making out.  I'm told to join them, but my actions are
controlled, while they kiss, Lisa wants me to lick her pussy until she
tells me to stop, then suck Brad's cock until told to stop.

   When Lisa and Brad were ready, he slowly rolls on top of her, guiding
his cock to her pussy with his hand, I'm told to just watch, not allowed to
touch myself in any way.  I watch as his dick finds a slight resistance as
he enters her tight, wet, hole.  My pussy pounds with the heavy beating of
my heart, that seemed to be timed with the speed at which I watch him
driving himself in and out of my friend.  Oblivious of my presents, the two
lovers, approach their climax, as I sit transfixed by this erotic sight, I
was shaking inside, so stimulated, but unable to relieve the stress.  I
heard Lisa moan first, her body almost spastic as she cums.  I watched in
pure lust as Brad's muscular ass contracts as he slams into her and empting
his balls into her.  They laid there kissing and whispering their feelings,
I still am not allowed to move.  Lisa then orders me to lie on my back with
my hands at my sides, right in between them, almost unable to move, I get
into place.  She kisses me, holding my face in her hand, as she breaks the
kiss, her hand drifts down my neck, brushing over my shoulder to my hard
nipples.  Her fingers brush across one nipple, then rolling it in the palm
of her hand, then instructs Brad to do the same, as he follows her lead,
she starts rolling the nipple between two fingers.  Brad follows her lead
and is twisting my nipple but he pulls a little hard, I groan slightly and
my chest rises a little to relieve the pain.  Lisa says to him, "Good, but
not any harder, we don't want to really hurt her", she turns to face me and
asks, "That wasn't too bad was it?", I say, "No, mistress".  She says,
"Remember the safe word".  Brad had not stopped playing with my titty, and
then Lisa joined back in, they squeezed, pinched and twisted my nipples,
the shots of pain would make my pussy twitch.

   Finally, she and then Brad, stopped, they moved so that they were
sitting on either side of me, staring down.  Lisa reached out behind her to
the nightstand and retrieved our favorite toy, a vibrator dildo, I was a
little shocked that she would bring it out, but what she did with it, made
me blush.  She brought it up to my mouth and teased my lips with the tip,
then opening her own mouth, I mimicked her and she eased the head of it
into my mouth.  I felt kind of small, just lying there letting her slide
the dildo in and out of my mouth while Brad watches.  When she is
satisfied, she hands the thing to Brad and tells him to fuck me with it
until she says stop.  He takes the dildo that's all lubed with my spit, and
teases it up and down my slit, she turns on the vibrator as he moves it
across my clit.  My hips rise, trying to push harder against the vibe, then
he just shoves the tip in, I cry out in pure lust, as he drives the
vibrating machine into me.  My head is tossing back and forth, my hands
clutch and release the bed sheet below me, Brad is pumping me with the
dildo, his hand slapping against my swollen pussy lips.  Lisa watches,
drool almost coming from her lips as my hips move trying to get more of the
dildo into me, moaning in ecstasy as each orgasm rips through me.  Before
Lisa got to tell Brad to stop, I, not being able to inhale, breathlessly
croak, "Claire", Lisa's middle name.  She grabs Brad's arm and tells him to
stop and removes the dildo.  She has a look of concern as she asks, "You
ok?, did we hurt you?", breathing again, I grab her arm and say, "No, I
just couldn't take any more, I couldn't breath!".  They start laughing at
me, still buzzing, and a little ashamed, I force a laugh too.  I guess the
humiliation is part of the roll of being a slave, but I think I like it.



   The summer of our 15th year was now upon us.  Lisa and Brad were getting
hot and heavy, and spending allot more time together, I think this is
wonderful, but I feel neglected.  We got together at her house for a sleep
over and to talk.  Lisa talks about Brad and their relationship and how
close they are getting, I tell her how great that is, except I'm feeling
alone, left out.  We talk about our Mistress, Slave relationship, and how
to make it better, if I don't get to see her often.  We talked and talked,
unbeknownst to us but there was somebody else listening, learning about us,
being a cool summer night the windows were open.  Then around 11 o'clock,
she orders me to strip, ties me to the bed and has sex with my body until
she tires, then I must please her desires, then to sleep in each others
arms.  I thought it was a good night.  For almost a week I had not heard
from Lisa, nor would she answer her phone, I figured Brad had her tied up
for a while, well, being tied was sort of my thing, but you know what I
mean.  On that Friday I get a call from Lisa, she wants to know if I can
come over and stay the weekend cause her parents were going out of town and
she didn't want to go.  I got permission and headed for Lisa's, when I get
there, her parents are leaving, telling me that their glad I'm staying
over, and soooo soorrryy, Brad's out of town.  I look at Lisa but say
nothing, only wave goodbye to her folks, we say together," See you
Monday!". Lisa says she told her parents that Brad was camping with his
folks, which was true, but what she left out was that he's coming home
Saturday night and is staying over Sunday.  I gave a slight disappointed
sigh, she tells me that it's just her and me until then, we laugh and go
back in the house.  We're watching TV and talking as Lisa turns the subject
to me, or at least the our special relationship.  She tells me she had been
thinking about my neglect, and ways to get me the attention that I need.  I
laugh at this and ask what she has come up with, she grins and tells me
that she has an idea but tonight it's going to be just us.  Lisa orders me
to strip, recline on the coffee table in front of her and finger myself
until I cum.  I lay naked on the table and rub my finger along my slit,
arousing myself, making me wet, Lisa's watching, rubbing her breast through
her shirt.  I push two fingers into my sopping pussy, making more noise
than I need to, for her pleasure, I moan and sigh, dramatically.  Fingers,
making wet noises, plunging more and more quickly, my swollen clit and lips
ache for release, I throw my head back and thrust my chest forward, my
fingers mashing into my g-spot, I cum.  I cum loudly, and hard.  Still
sensitive, I force my hand to start again and Lisa tells me to stop.  I
rest and sit up to face my mistress, she stands and I remove her shorts and
panties, and she sits down again.  She has a short, simple command, "Make
me cum!" I lower myself to the floor in front of her, lift her left leg
over my shoulder, then straightened up, this drags her butt to the edge of
the couch and opens her legs before me.  She had this cute puzzled look on
her face, as I bow before her and kissed her open thighs, moving slowly
towards her smooth mound.  I run my tongue up her slit forcefully, making
her moan, using my lips and tongue I play with her clit, as I slide two
fingers in her wet, hot hole.  It doesn't take me long to bring her to
climax, she's pushing her pussy into my face, as I find her g-spot and pass
my fingers over it.  She cries out in bliss and I'm unrelenting, my fingers
find there mark again and she screams again.  She's thrashing about wildly,
trying to escape me, I hold her as best I can and continue my assault,
finally she shouts at me to stop.  I rest my head on the edge of the couch
between her legs, and she slumps back onto the couch and pants, "I love
you, my slave", and strokes my hair, I kiss her thigh saying, "My heart is
forever yours".  We rest a moment and she says, "We'll see", I look up at
her and begin to protest, and tells me, "No questions".  I put my head back
down, but I did have questions.  I spent the rest of the day, naked at my
mistress' pleasure.  Later that evening Lisa started talking about our
relationship and her lack of attention, I told her I was fine, I was just
being jealous and selfish.  She says that it's not fair to me, she has Brad
and I should be with someone who has more time for me, I started to cry
because it sounded like she was breaking up with me.  Lisa puts her arms
around me and tells me, I'll never lose her, and if her boyfriend doesn't
like it, she'd drop him.  I began to ask what she meant about someone, and
she cut me off and said, "You trust me not to hurt you, ever, right?", I
answer, "Of course I do, I know you love me".  She holds me and says,"
We'll talk about it tomorrow".  We go to bed, just to sleep, ......pervert.

   Saturday morning comes and we sleep in, till almost 10 o'clock.  We were
having cereal for breakfast, watching 'The Suite Life on Deck', on Disney
Channel, that London is a stupid bitch.  She's on a boat, with Zack and
Cody?  I'd be their slut by the time we reached port, anyway.  Lisa
suggests we go out and get some sun before it gets too hot, so we get our
suits on and head out back.  A short time later I hear a noise come from
the yard next door, I look at Lisa and ask, "New neighbors?" She tells me
that a guy rented the house about two weeks ago, but he only started living
there now about a week.  She tells me he's a real nice guy, kind of hot,
30, she thinks.  I ask why she's telling me all this, she asks me, "Are you
mine?", puzzled I reply, "Yes, Mistress".  Lisa sits back in her chair and
says, "I need you not to freak-out or anything", I say, "Of course,
mistress".  She tells me how about a week ago, the last time I stayed over,
when we were talking in her room that evening, that he happened to be in
his backyard.  Continuing, she tells me to remember, that it was a nice
night out and we had left the windows open, I start to get it, and that he
had over heard everything we said, and then, she paused for effect, he
watched us, having sex.  I looked at her, shocked and mortified, she
reminds me that we didn't have allot of lights on so he didn't see much,
but he did see us.  I asked, "Mistress, how do you know that he was
there?", trying not to scream.  "I met him last week and while talking to
him one day, he was very direct, he asked me if you were my pet", she says,
"And for some reason I told him, I don't even know him, but I just told
him, everything about us".  I say, "LISA?", she scolds, "Now, now, .... 
anyway, I want you to meet him".  "Yes, Mistress", is all I can say.  At
this point, I had no idea what Lisa planned for me, it didn't even occur to
me.  She sees him in his yard and gets up to get his attention, she tells
me to follow her.  They meet at the fence and she introduces me to Mark,
he's 5'10", sandy blonde hair surfer cut, light build maybe 180lbs.  And he
IS kind of hot.  He says, "So this is Anna, she's as beautiful as you
said", talking about me as if I wasn't there.  Lisa was right, I was trying
not to like him, but no matter what I did, I just couldn't help talking to
him, I told him things, I've only talked to Lisa about.  After talking a
while at the fence, Lisa says that she's hungry and we were going in to
have lunch, and we say goodbye to Mark.  We go inside and fix some
sandwiches and chips and stuff for lunch, sit at the table and eat.  Lisa
asks me what I think of Mark and I tell her that he's seems cool, and is so
cute but concerned that he knows about us.  She tells me that when they
talked last week, she found out that he likes the same kinds of things we
do.  Then says that she was thinking that since she and Brad were spending
so much time together and she had less time for me that and she let the
idea trail off.  I picked up on it before she finished, and nearly shouted
at my mistress, "Your not thinking!?", she says," Now hear me out", "He's
30!" I insist.  She says sternly, "Sit down and be quiet!", I quickly
comply.  Lisa says," I've wanted to watch a guy fuck you since that day
Brad asked if I could, and I want it to be this guy".  I look, cow eyed, at
her and commit to her, "If it please my Mistress", she hugs me and said,
"This will be good for you too".  I had my doubts.

   We cleaned up the lunch dishes and loaded the dishwasher.  Lisa touches
my arm, and goes, "Eww, your sticky with sunscreen, lets get you cleaned up
too".  We giggle and head for the shower, she has me get naked and get into
the shower, she joins me still wearing her suit.  I'm to remain still and
let her wash me, taking the soft washing puff, she soaped my entire body,
making my nipples hard and sensitive.  She moves me by my shoulders to
rinse off the soap and then to wet my hair to wash it.  It was so sensual,
the feeling of her running her finger through my hair, massaging my scalp.
After washing the soap out of my hair, we get out of the shower and dry
off. She waits as I dry my hair, then hands me a soft terrycloth robe, I
put it on and tie the sash.  She's still in her swimsuit and she says,
"Let's go back outside", nervous and hesitant, I follow my mistress.  Mark
is in his backyard, Lisa waves to him, he gets up and meets us at the
fence. At first Lisa and Mark are talking about lunch and what we had
eaten, then Lisa says that it's getting hot outside, Mark suggests that
she's never seen inside his house, why not talk there.  This sounded a
little rehearsed, and a feeling of dread and anticipation, grips me, but I
seem helpless but to follow Lisa.  We walk in the sliding glass door from
his patio into a living room.  The AC feels good against my bare skin as it
creeps under my robe, reminding me I'm naked.  He pours and hands each of
us a glass of iced tea and invites us to sit down.  We just sat there and
talked, about all sorts of stuff, movies, music, TV, online sites, I was
allowed the talk with out restriction.  Even though I was only wearing a
robe, my apprehension eased a little, Mark seemed so easy to talk to, and
we hadn't mentioned sex.  Mark was saying something about face book when
Lisa's cell phone rings, she says, "Hello? .....  yeah ok, see ya later",
and hangs up.  She gets up from the couch, Mark asks, "What's up?", she
says, "That was Brad, he's coming over in about 15 minutes".  I ask, "Are
we leaving then?", she asks, "Are you mine?", I answer, "Always yours,
Mistress", "I want you to stay here and to treat Mark as your temporary
master".  I begin to protest, and she raises a finger to quiet me, and
tells me that Mark knows the rules and the consequences.  Also she wanted
to spend the weekend with Brad, but didn't want to neglect me, and when she
met Mark, it seemed a perfect solution.  She lifts my face with her hand
and asks me, "Will you try it?, for me?, you can always leave, this way
Brad and I can be alone, please?", if she hadn't said please.  I sit up,
shyly look at Mark, "If it please my, Mistress", she kisses me and says
goodbye to Mark and leaves.

   I'm sitting, wearing only a robe, on a man's couch, a man I only just
met maybe two hours ago, and he is going to be my master.  I ask him what I
should call him, master or sir, he says either will do, but only in the
game, other times, I'm to use his name.  We won't always be master and
slave, he says he will ask me to start and then release me after he's done.
I assumed the old pervert would keep me a slave and naked the whole time, I
didn't expect this.  Even though he had not ask for my submission yet, I
had to stay, for Lisa.  With all this and even with Lisa's assurances, I'm
still scared and nervous.  He moves to the edge of his seat and asks me,
"Will you be mine?", I hesitantly build up my courage and answer, "If it
please my miss, Master".  He stands and gestures to me to rise, moves
around behind me, places his hands on my shoulders, and guides me down the
hall to his room.  We stand at the foot of the bed, facing it, from behind
me, he reaches around and unties the sash that holds the robe.  He speaks
and starts to make me feel uncomfortable, as he slowly removes my robe,
"You must feel weirded out about now, standing here naked, in front of a
complete stranger, about to let him use you any way he wishes?" Reaching
around me, he starts to caress my body, "A grown man you've never met
before today, now, has his hands on you, touching your most private areas",
he belittles.  I've never felt so humiliated and so scared, but so hot, I
was quivering inside.  He turns me around, lifts me and sits me on the bed,
he's kissing my neck, and using his size, moves me farther up the bed until
my head is on a pillow.  Placing my hands under the pillow above my head
and telling me not to move them, he moves down to maul my chest.  He
kneads, kisses, bites and pinches, I screech at the pain and the pleasure,
he stops only to tell me to be quiet, and resumes his assault.  I lift my
head to look down my body, and see me in a strange bed room, with a
strangers head between my legs, he looks at me and says, in the most dirty
way, "Slut!".  I came right then, hard, my hips grinding into his face, his
fingers rubbing my special spot, tongue lashing my clit.  My body thrashing
wildly, he suddenly stops, moves up my body, I lay there, panting, my eyes
closed and my pussy still pulsing from the attention it had just received
but was abandoned so abruptly.  He guides the head of his cock to my hole
and pushes in a couple inches, I gasp and try to hold back a scream at the
sudden intrusion, he lifts my legs up, and continues to drive his dick into
me.  I feel the hair around his cock tickle and scratch my pussy lips as he
buries the biggest dick I've ever felt, into my stretched hole.  "You like
having a strangers cock in your pussy, don't you?", he growls, fucking me
with long, deep, powerful strokes, reinforcing my shame.  I can only moan,
as my over stimulated twat has taken over my body and only wants him to
fuck me.  He picks up a shorter, but faster pace, as he slams into my hips
rising to meet him, between grunts he growls, "Slut!".  I cum at the word,
the muscles of my pussy gripping and releasing his cock, trying to suck
more of it into me, he gutturally moans out, "Oh, fuck yeah!", as his balls
ready to flood my cunt with cum.  He seamed wild, out of control, as he
pounds into me, harder, until he jams it to the hilt, moans out an "Oh
yeah!", I can feel the head of his cock pulsing against my cervix, as the
hot cum jets out.  A few more heavy thrusts and he collapses on top of me,
out of breath, but with a slight chuckle, my pussy still convulses on his
softening dick, getting all the pleasure it can.  He puts his dick back in
his pants, as I have not yet seen him naked, and lays on his side, beside
me, looking down.  He strokes my face with his hand and says, "Your a funny
little girl", and then he says, "I release you, as slave".  Mark gets out
of bed, and tells me, "There's clean towels in the bathroom closet, if you
want to clean up, we'll eat dinner in about an hour or so".  I ashamedly
pull the sheet slightly over my exhausted, tingling body, as he leaves the
room, lying there thinking about what I have just done, and how I felt
about it.  How did I let Lisa talk me into having sex with a stranger?,
About a half hour later, I get out of bed and go to take a shower to clean
up and out as best I can.

   I enter his dinning room, wearing my robe, being the only clothes I had
at his house, to find that Lisa had called and invited herself and Brad
over for dinner.  After the hellos were said, Lisa says, "Mark has been
telling us how well things are going over here", she pauses, "Slut!".  I
blush and look away, "Ok, ok, I'm a slut, let it go, Lisa", she says,
"What, no mistress?".  Mark explains that in this house I am a free person
until asked to submit, and is an equal in the mean time.  Brad asks, "What
if she wants to leave?", Mark says, "I like being her master and able to
force her to do things, but if she's not happy or wants to leave for any
reason, I don't want to force her to stay", he says, "That's how people get
into trouble".  Lisa jokingly says, "Well, even free, you still walk around
dressed like that", I hold open my robe and snap back, "This was all you
let me wear".  I kind of forgot Mark and Brad were sitting right there, and
Brad says,"Damn", Mark goes, "Oh yeah".  I close my robe quickly, as Lisa
laughs, "Oh, yeah, I forgot".  Mark is really a good cook and we had a
great dinner, I ate allot, Lisa joked about me needing my strength, we
talked and laughed.  It started getting dark outside, and Mark said he just
got a new big screen TV with home theater, and we should turn the lights
out and watch a scary movie.  We picked the first 'Jason' movie, made
popcorn and sodas, turned the lights off.  Brad and Lisa on one end of the
big couch and Mark and me on the other.  When something scary happens on
screen, I curl up farther into Mark's lap to hide, he's slides his hand up
my thigh to hold my bare ass, I look over and Lisa's doing the same to
Brad, only he's giving her pecks on the neck to make her jump.  Mark has
moved his hand so that the tips of his fingers brushed along my slit, now
each scare on screen, makes me and my pussy jump.  I was spending less time
watching the movie, more time kissing Mark, not as master, slave, just boy
and girl.  Brad was working on Lisa too, but she didn't want him to touch
her, she was tired from their days adventures.  The movie ended, and we
were all just making out, and Mark noticed Brad's frustrations.  Mark,
being older than us, spoke and tactfully breached the subject by asking,
"So, .., Brad, ...,Someone's not in the mood?".  I choked, Brad tried not
to laugh, and Lisa says, "No, ...  I'm just tired!", and she slugs Brad in
the arm.  With his finger tips still in my pussy he pulls my robe open and
says, "Well, I think she hot enough for both of us".  I give Mark a dirty
look pull my robe closed and tell him that I was not his slave right now.
Lisa pushes Brad off her for gawking at me, and says, "I'm tired, so go
ahead, I know you've wanted to fuck her".  I turn to look at Lisa, and she
grumbles, "He does you know, so I don't care, go ahead".  I'm getting
confused, then Mark startles me, softly saying, "Are you mine?",
automatically I answer, "If it please my Master".  He turns an end table
light on for some soft light to see by, and orders me to disrobe, and
recline on the coffee table.  I obey and he tells me to play with my
titties, then to finger myself.  The feeling of shame and excitement builds
as I pleasure myself in front of other people.  Brad gets off the couch and
on his knees to get a better look, Lisa reaches around him, undoes his
pants and strokes his rock hard cock.  They don't look at me, they turn to
Mark, who just gestures and says, "Your already there".  Lisa sits back on
the couch as Brad grabs my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the table, my
legs straight up his body.  No foreplay, no words, he just pushes it in,
and starts fucking me hard and fast, Lisa moves down the couch so she can
see his dick pistoning in and out of my hole.  Lisa's hand moves under her
skirt as she rubs herself, Mark has his big cock out and slowly strokes it,
as they watch Brad make me cum, bouncing my ass on the coffee table.  Brad
begins grunting as he comes and empties himself in me, then pulls out, and
sits back on the couch, but I was not done yet.  Mark gets down on his
knees between my legs and rams his big dick in my abused hole, I didn't get
a chance to breath, Lisa's hand is working harder.  Watching her friend
getting fucked by two guys, must have woke her up, her breathing was
getting rapid.  My pussy is making sloppy noises as Mark pummels my sex
with his big rod, I'm convulsing and moaning loudly as the orgasms crash
into me, he cums, rebounding his cock off my cervix.  I hear Lisa moan out
loud and I look over to see Brad pushing her back onto the couch, and
wrestling her panties off, he must have gotten hard again, he sighs loudly
as he enters her wanton hole.  Mark pulls out of me, I lay there panting,
he moves on his knees and tells me to suck him till he's hard again, I can
taste Mark and Brad's cum on his dick.  He watches Lisa getting fucked and
quickly regains his hard on, then tells me to stop, so I can watch too. 
Brad gets Lisa off, big time, she bucks against him as she cums, grunting,
"Yes!, Fuck Me!, Yes!", Brad pounds into her as he comes, for the second
time tonight.  He collapses a moment and climbs off, Mark was right there,
he turns her hips to face his from off the couch, before she could speak,
he plunged home.  Lisa screams in pleasurable pain, she wasn't ready for
this, she hadn't planned for this, she holds out one arm, I grab her hand
and with a quiet whisper, I question, "Mistress?" She would only nod, but
she squeezed my hand and nodded yes.  Even though Mark can release me, Lisa
had not, not since yesterday, I was there to serve her, with his rules.  He
fucks Lisa like she had never had before, Mark is kind of an angry fuck,
but he knew how not to go to far and cause allot of pain or damage.  I
liked rough, but Lisa had not been on the receiving end before, and as she
came, she came hard, and then again, and again, she starts to panic, she
was cumming too fast, he was too big, too strong, she cried out during a
big orgasm, "VICTORIA, ,STOP!, Mark!, Please!, STOP!".  I got up and
literally pushed Mark off Lisa, Victoria is my middle name, the safe word.
Brad lurched forward to hold her, she says, "I'm alright, I just got
scared", panting, almost crying.  Mark's hard on pulses with his rapid
heart beat as he sits on the floor in surprise, he grabs my hand and looks
at me, I turn, straddle him and lower myself onto his dick, it felt so good
this time.  My arms up around his neck, his hands on my chest, with my head
tilted back, I ride slowly on his ridged pole, he felt bigger this time. 
Behind my mews of contented bliss, Brad and Lisa slowly begin making out
again, I was kind of enjoying this slow build to climax, his hands on my
ass helping me rise and pushing me down deeper.  Mark rolls me over onto
the carpet, kissing me, he reenters me, I lift my legs to give him full
access, he quickly builds to a fierce pace.  Sliding his cock half way out
before crashing back into me, and now being on the floor without the
padding of a mattress, his power gets more intense, to a point that I'm
almost afraid.  The fear, heightens my excitement, but as powerful and as
rough as he is fucking me, he's really not hurting me.  I cum beneath him,
my pussy contracting on his cock as he pistons it in and out of me, sucking
him as he fucks me.  My hands grasping at his clothing, or digging into the
carpet, I yell for him to fuck me, fuck me.  He drives me into the floor,
it hurt as he stretched me deep inside, pumping cum into my waiting folds,
he hammers into me again and again.  He rolls us over so I'm on top and
still joined together, he pants, "I release you".  I have my head on his
chest, my eyes closed, breathing deeply, he's flat on his back, arms
outstretched, slowing his breath, and I'm slowly moving my hips to glide
his semi ridged rod, in and out of my still twitching slit.  Lisa looks
down from the couch, "Slut!", she says, this starts Mark laughing making me
laugh.  We all laugh as we get up and get as dressed as we can.  It was
getting late, Lisa and Brad were headed home and Mark said that he knew
Brad was man enough to take care of Lisa, but he would feel better if he
walked them home.  So without argument we all walked to Lisa's house, with
no lights on in the back of the house, I was glad Mark was there, I don't
know if they were.  With a quick check to see the if the doors were locked,
they said goodnight, Lisa asked me if I was going to stay or if I wanted to
take any clothes.  I look at Mark, dropped my robe, wrapped my arms around
his big arm and say, "Goodnight, Mistress, please bring me something to
wear Monday".  She turns the porch light off, so only a small glow came
from the house, we wave goodbye and walk towards his house, he places one
hand on my ass, then from behind us we hear, in unison, "Slut!", I wiggle
my ass and flip them off.



   We get back to his house, he sits on the couch, I lock the glass door
and pull the blinds, kick off my shoes and with my knees on the couch lay
across his chest.  He says, "I need a shower before bed, how about you?", I
tell him that's sounds good, and get up.  Being as I was already naked, I
get in shower, first time I've seen it, it was huge, it had a small tiled
bench built in the center of the room with hand rails on either side and
rails along the walls, and a tile bench across back, away from the spray
heads, but the controls were down there.  Mark tells me that it was built
for a man who's wife was in a wheel chair.  I could see that now, I could
also see Mark, naked for the first time, his cock is huge, 8 inches at
least and I swear, is big around as my wrist, I shake inside.  He's not Mr.
Universe or anything, but he wasn't a beer gutted slob, trim, but, like you
don't see veins popping out of his muscles.  He gets in, because it was
made for a person in a chair, there were three shower heads, at different
heights, along the wall, we each stand before a shower head and begin to
wash.  He flicks soap suds off his hand and it hits me in the face, I scrap
them off and fling them back, starting a bubble fight.  We play fight and
splash water, then sits down on the center bench, I stand in front of him,
the high shower head spraying warm water on both of us.  I sit down on his
legs, straddling them, and slide up his thighs, he stops me and says,
"Wait, let me show you something".  He gets up moving me out of the way,
folds a towel and places it on the bench, picks me up and puts my legs over
the hand rails, then lowers my body so my head rests down on the towel,
with my ass in the air, getting sprayed by the shower, the beating water,
teasing my cunt.  Mark stands behind me and eases his cock into my waiting
hole, I still wince at his size entering me, then he says, "You'll like
this".  My legs and the rails being all wet and soapy, he uses the strength
of his arms to slide me back and forth onto his dick, the shower
continually lubing the rail.  He builds up a rugged pace, my butt making
slapping noises as he slams deep into me, my loud cries and moans echo in
the shower stall.  My pussy spasms with the first orgasm, shaking my entire
body, my legs tighten and grip the rails, and he has to take over pounding
me with his hips and not his arms.  The orgasms come quickly after the
first, my pussy frantic for more cock and his go for broke pace, I just
about passed out, but tried to hang on.  I thought I could take no more,
when he drives into me, pushing into my cervix, making it hurt, just right,
I scream, "Yes!, Yes!", he shouts, "Oh, Fuck!  ,Yeah!, Fuck!".  When Mark
finishes, he pulls out of me and helps me onto the bench, we rest in each
others arms a moment, when the hot water runs out, scrambling, we move to
the back bench to turn off the water.  We had to finish cleaning up in the
cold water, even drying off, I was so cold and after acting like an idiot
in front of Lisa, I now have nothing to wear.  Being that it was like two
in the morning, it didn't much matter, we went straight to bed, he held me
close, and I was warm again.

   Sunday morning.  I wake slowly, looking up into his face, my whole waist
has a dull ache, I croak, "G'Mornin", he says, disgustingly cheerful, "Good
morning", touching my face with his fingers, "I still can't believe you did
this, letting me use you like a slave and all weekend too".  I said, "Last
night in the shower, I wasn't your slave, I did that cause I wanted to". 
He looks all serious and carefully says, "You do know that we could only be
sex partners, I'm too old for you to fall in love with", he brushed my hair
with his hand, "Besides school starts soon, you might find your Brad, you
won't want me in the way".  Mark says with a big smile, "You could still
come over and let me use you when ever you want".  I laugh, a little sadly,
cause I know he's right, last night in the shower, he could have easily
make me his slave and do it anyways, he was just fucking me, using my body.
He climbs over me getting out of bed, and heads to the bathroom, I let the
realization of being a thing, wash through me, here, I'm just a thing, just
some holes for him to fuck.  I've never felt so excited and free in my
whole life, until I tried to move, my hips and knees were stiff from being
spread over those rails, my pussy felt sore deep inside from his rough
ride. I eased out of bed and walked around the room a little, to try to
loosen up, I didn't have anything to wear so I didn't want to look bad in
front of him.  As the pains eased, I heard him come out of the bathroom, we
pass in the hallway on my way in, we smile and exchange good mornings
again, and I close the door.  I take a short hot shower to finish last
nights cold one, all dry and warm now, I join Mark at the kitchen table. 
He stands and hands me a flannel shirt, and says, "You don't have to walk
around like that all day, if you don't want to", I take the shirt saying,
"Thanks, but can I pick my own?", he says that would be fine.  I go to his
room while he makes breakfast, I return wearing a baby blue pair of boxer
shorts, and this small white cotton tee, with jet black streaks, in some
kind of pattern.  Mark stares at me for a moment and gushes, "Wow, up until
now I've always hated those shorts, and, it's clean, but that's the shirt I
polish my shoes with, it never looked so good, you look great".  "Thanks",
I smile and sit down at the table, I hadn't thought about sitting down and
wince and suck air through my teeth as I do.  Mark laughs and asks, "A
little sore, are we?", I snap, "No, a lot sore, thank you".  I tell him I'm
kidding but I am sore a little, he says that he wasn't going to try
anything today unless I say it's ok.  We finish breakfast and just go about
our day, I turn on the TV and zone out, Mark cleans up in the kitchen and
goes to his room to do some work on line.  It was like without the sex, we
were just two people in a house.

   Getting close to 1 o'clock, I get hungry and notice I haven't seen Mark
in a while, I thought he was just in the kitchen a little while ago.  So, I
look for and find him, at the computer.  I come up behind him and wrap my
arms around his neck, kiss him on the ear, whispering, "You look happy
being busy, but it's lunch time, want me to bring you something in here?".
He says, "No, thanks, I don't eat in the bedroom.", I look towards the bed
and say, "Liar!", he coughs and says, "Well, food anyways." Mark asks, "You
feeling better, you sound it?", I tell him, "I think it will still hurt to
much, to try anything too rough." He turns the chair to face me, saying,
"Ok then, Anna are you mine?", "My heart is yours, Master." is my reply. 
He picks me up and lays me on the bed, stretches my arms above my head,
climbing onto the bed, he kneels beside my legs, puts his hands on my waist
and pushes my shirt up, slowly.  When he clears a couple inches of skin, he
brings his head down and kisses my belly, the way he does it, tickles, I
wiggle, a little, and try to suppress a laugh.  This intrigued him, he had
never gotten this reaction before, usually it's moans of arousal, not
giggles.  Mark then completely removes the tee shirt.  He begins to kiss my
belly again, but this time he doesn't stop.  He hears me snorting instead
of laughing, he lets his fingers glide up from my waist towards my armpits.
I'm in hysterics, laughing and screaming, as his fingers move upwards, my
hands instinctively moved to protect my ticklish pits.  He grabs my upper
arms and says, "No, no, no", pushing them back up.  While tickling my belly
with his lips, he takes one finger on each hand touching me just below the
ribcage and very slowly drags them towards my armpits again.  I have lost
my mind, twisting, bouncing, trying hard to remember not to move my hands.
Marks fingers finally reach their target and he uses all his fingers to
tickle me, I stop making sound, I can't breath, I slap at his head to get
him to stop, he does, and lays with his head on my, still bouncing, belly.
I'm drinking in gallons of air, I haven't laughed so hard.  He smiles as he
looks up towards my face, I look at him from my pillow puffing in air, he
says, "Your something special, I haven't laughed and just played with
anyone in a long time, no sex, just playing".  I look down deep into his
eyes, he turns his head and grumbles, "Stop it, I told you, ,I'm to old to
fall in love with you!", I drop my head into the pillow, he crawls up next
to me.  Mark is on his side, his head resting in one hand, his other is
aimlessly playing with my tits, I catch him staring into my face.  I eased
my hand over to place it on his cock, hard and ready, I meekly ask,
"Master, may I do this for you?", he cups my chin, smiling, "Yes, my
beautiful toy".  He rolls onto his back, piles some pillows behind his back
so he can watch more easily, places his hands behind his head and with a
look of superior being-ness, says, "You may begin!".  Topless but wearing
the blue shorts, I kneel in front of him, his legs spread in a slight V, I
start writhing like a snake and slowly remove the shorts.  Naked, I inch
towards him, sliding my hands up his strong legs, I reach for his waistband
and bend to kiss his covered hard on.  I pull down the waistband and
pretend to accidentally get his dick on the wrong side, and when I pop it
free, I make an exaggerated, happy surprised, look.  Pulling his shorts
completely off, I hold them in two fingers and drop them off the bed. 
Grabbing hold of his dick in one hand, I begin jerking him, I crouch
between his legs and kiss the tip, sliding my tongue down the underside of
his dick, I took as much of it in my mouth as I could.  I was really
enjoying this, the feeling of this power, this monster in my mouth, as I
suck it and wash it with my tongue, my small hand almost closes around it,
pumping up and down.  I glance up at him, he has the look of total
dominance and satisfaction on his face, as I cower before him, giving him
pleasure at his will.  My pussy twitches and becomes wet, my ass gyrates on
its own, Mark carefully sits up and reaches for my pussy, I moan painfully,
and he lays back onto the pillows, not touching me.  He can feel his balls
buzzing and knows he's getting close, he says, "Let me tell you what to do,
I won't hurt you, it might be scary, but I won't hurt you".  Not wanting to
stop, I just nod yes as best I can.  He closes his eyes and grabs my head,
but letting me continue suck on his cock, he says, "When I tell you, take a
deep breath and hold it as long as you can, I'll do the rest".  As I suck
him, he says, "Ok, Now!", I take a deep breath, then he pulls my head down
and grunts, "Suck, bitch, suck!", I do my best to suck without breathing,
and using my tongue, he shouts, "Here it comes!", he pushes my head down so
far that his dick hits the back of my throat.  It's a good thing I have a
high gag reflex or we both would be wearing my breakfast.  I feel him swell
in my mouth and the hot rush of his cum in my throat, he pull back and
yells, "SUCK!", I try and he shoves my head back down for another blast, I
can't breath, even if I try, his cock is in the way.  He pulls back again,
I try to breath, he screams, "Hold it!",and forces me back down again, I
thought I was going to pass out.  After that, he released my head and tells
me to keep sucking, I choke a little, get my breath, and suck as commanded.
Minutes later he tells me to stop, and he releases me.  He asks, "Did I
hurt you?  Are you all right?", I clear my throat, "You were right it was a
little scary, not being able to breath for so long, but it only hurt when
you pulled my hair, shoving my head down".  I kiss his limp dick saying,
"Later", get up and collect my clothes, throw his shorts at him, I tell
him, sort of out of hand, "I've just had my lunch, so, go back to work.",
as he watches my young nude body walk out of his bedroom.  We had dinner,
watched TV, cuddled, all that evening, but by bed time, I thought I was
still to sore to fuck, so he made me give him head again, and told me he
hoped maybe next time, I'd be able to handle the punishment better.  I
cooed playfully, "Oooo yes, punishment, I like punishment", He says, "Oh,
really?", grinning, he grabs me and throws my naked body across his lap in
bed and starts wailing on my ass with his hand.  I'm laughing and crying at
the same time, kicking and flailing, and begging like a five year old for
him to stop.  He stops, tears in my eyes, sobbing, I look over my shoulder
at my red ass, I look at him and ask, "Was that it?", he says, "Oh yeah?",
and the smacking noises got louder I'm screaming this time for him to
really, really stop.  I could feel the heat coming off my ass, red from
side to side, he rub the red areas with his hand and it stings, "You like
that don't you", he smacks my ass just once, I jump for the moon, "Don't
you?", "Yes, Master", and I did, my pussy was dripping, I was so hot.  As
he rubbed my sore ass, his fingers found their way to my pussy, I flinched
at first but there was not much pain.  He rolls me over, gripping one sore
butt cheek in each hand, I laugh crying or cry laughing, he kisses my pussy
softly, then proceeds to give me the tongue lashing of a life time, he
tried to insert a finger but I jumped and he backed off, he makes me cum
and my pussy muscles contract causing small sharp shots of pain from deep
inside, mixing with my orgasm to make it better.  As I calm down he rejoins
me on the pillows, we kiss and make small talk and drift off to sleep.

   Monday morning comes and Marks is already up and making breakfast.  When
I got out of bed, I put on the boxer shorts and tight little tee shirt, I
ask how soon breakfast was, he said a few minutes and I went out the back
door, and breath in the cool air.  I feel wonderful.  I look back into
Mark's house, see him move about the kitchen, 'I belong to him' I think to
myself, and I remember Lisa talking about me finding someone else, and
think I have.  He may only want to use me, but I'll take that.  For now.  I
go in and have breakfast with Mark, I gushed on and on, about how much fun
I had with him and how well he treated me, and how hard he fucked me. 
Babbling on, I tell him that I want him to be my real master, not granted
by my mistress, that I want to be his.  Mark sits very quietly, listening
for me to stop talking, when I do, he says, "I want to be your master, ....
,but", I ask, "But what?", he smiles and says, "YOU tell Lisa!".  We laugh,
I say, "Ok, ...  ,coward, ...  ,Sir!" About 10 o'clock or so, Lisa and Brad
show up at the glass door, Mark waves them in.  Lisa is surprised I have
clothes on, Brad is staring at my tits, pressed tightly in the little white
tee.  She punches Brad and hands me the clothes I asked for, I say thanks
and tell Mark, I need to talk to him, and lead him to his room.  He sits on
the edge of the bed, "What's up?", he asks, I slowly take off the tee
shirt, and then drop the boxer shorts, walk up to him and say, "Until next
time".  He caresses my body, squeezing my tits, gripping my ass, he slips a
finger in my hole, I snip, "Of coarse, it doesn't hurt this morning", "Next
time", he says, kissing me deeply.  I back away, and get dressed, we walk
back out holding hands.  I moved in front of Mark, and start to speak to
Lisa, but she cuts me off, she says, "I knew you would ask me this, if he
wants you, its what I want".  I hug Lisa and she whispers in my ear, "But
your still mine, bitch!", "Yes Mistress", I purr.  We say goodbye to Mark
and head over to Lisa's and then Brad has to go to, before Lisa's folks get
home.

   It's just the two of us again, we talk at the kitchen table, telling
each other about our nights.  She tells me how wonderful it was to spend
the night with Brad, she says it was like living together, sharing
everything.  I told her how Mark treated me like at thing to be fucked, how
he teased me about him being a stranger.  How he fucked me so hard he
bruised me, and spanked me until my ass was red.  Lisa gasps, "My God, and
your going back?", I admit, "I liked it, I love it", "I'm the one who asked
him to be my master".  She says, "Well, I always thought you were a sick
little puppy, it doesn't surprise me", we get up and hug, "I just hope
you'll be happy, and he treats you like shit!".  I look at her as if I was
angry and we both laugh.  Soon, Lisa's parents would be home and our
amazing weekend was over.  But life with Master Mark, was just beginning
and my relationship with Brad and Lisa would grow as well.





   To Be Continued.....

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