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Subject: {ASSM} Pilled, thrilled, drilled and fulfilled (part 3)
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I've received some emails regarding the dangers of the drug use
depicted in this story.  Since this story is 70% completely true (I
took creative liberty on about 20% of it and 10% is pure fiction), the
drugs and drinking actually happened to the extent found in the story,
and yes, m is still walking, talking and is looking forward to new
adventures.  I appreciate the comments made thus far, however, must ask
that in the future, please keep those comments to yourself.  I finally
got the nerve and decided to write this story as it was the most
fascinating and most memorable day in my, or m's life.  So, if you
don't like it, don't continue to read it.

Now, for the rest (continuation) of the story...


Pilled, thrilled, drilled and fulfilled

part 3

Jennifer quickly turned to the couple, took the wife by the hand and
offered to help them find the vibrator.  m, who obviously was exhausted
after seven orgasms placed her full weight on the counter to steady
herself.  Perspiration was beading on her face and little rivulets of
sweat were running down her chest and belly.  Barb, knowing we had a
close call a moment ago, helped m to a more upright position and
rebuttoned the one button on her coat.  "My, my, it was invigorating to
once again control such a precious creature" she said to m while moving
in closer to her.  "In all my years of experience, you are near the top
of the list of submissives who truly know what Domination/submission is
really about" she continued with her nose just about touching m's.
Barb reached around, her left arm clutching m's back. her placed her
right hand on m's ass and pulled her in closer.  Their lips touched,
m's mouth opened she became a dishrag in Barb's arms.  The long, deep
and passionate kiss was not one sided as it was apparent both tongues
were rapidly dancing and exploring each other's mouth.  Barb tightened
her grip on m, which resulted in an increased tongue assault by both
parties.  Their kiss lasted about thirty seconds when Barb finally
broke their lip-lock, took a step back and sighed.  "I really am
envious of you" she said looking at me.  "It's been many years since I
was able to play with such a pretty submissive and this has brought
back feelings, emotions and excitement I thought I would never
experience again.  Thank you for coming in today!"  I thought I saw the
beginning of a tear forming in the corner of Barb's left eye as she
walked over to the cash register to ring up our purchases.  Whatever
the total, this visit was worth it.

I reached into my pant's pocket and removed my money clip, a leash and
a double-sided snap hook, which I had picked out of the suitcase
earlier.  Before Barb was able to finalize the total sale, I had the
leash attached to m's collar and had her wrists linked together behind
her back with the double-sided snap hook.  m was still panting slightly
and was completely awash in sweat from her ordeal.  Without being told,
she stood up straight, brought her feet together and was presenting
herself like a good slave should.  I paid Barb and told her we didn't
need any of the packaging since everything we just bought was already
used.  I quickly turned on one heel, gently pulled on the leash and me,
the proud Master, escorted his beautiful slut to the front door.
"Good-bye!"  I heard shouted from the rear of the store by Jennifer.
"Hope to see you soon!"

I pushed the door open, the sunshine was brilliant and the air was cool
and refreshing.  The car was parked three spots from the door,
unfortunately, minimizing the possibility of someone seeing us.  m took
some long, deep breaths trying to clear the cobwebs from her head as we
slowly made our way down the sidewalk.  I shortened the leash to about
a foot, bringing up my right hand high enough so m was only inches from
me.  I pulled the leash forward, puckered my lips, placed them on hers
and proceeded to enjoy a long, very erotic kiss.  I kept the leash
tight so my captive couldn't move away, not that she wanted to.  My
left hand went down, parting the bottom of her coat.  I reached in,
finding the heat of her body overwhelming.  Feeling the wet of her sex
was an intensely stimulating sensation that I took full advantage of.
I cupped her cunt in my hand, which was immediately covered with her
still flowing juices.  Pulling up slightly, I moved the antenna wire
from between my fingers and then making my fingers and thumb into a
cone, I was able to get all of them into her up to the third knuckle,
touching the egg.  Without breaking our kiss, m's eyes opened widely.
I pulled my face away from hers and was greeted with a look I have
witnessed many times; the look that drives me up the wall; the look
that says "i'm yours, do what you want with me."  Removing my left hand
from her cunt, which was now dripping wet, I brought it up to her face
and wiped off the juices all over her face.  I love the smell of fresh
cunt all over m's face.  With my hand dry and m's face slowly drying, I
led her toward the car.

After placing m in the passenger seat, with her hands still cuffed
behind her, the leash still attached to the collar and her composure
reappearing, I drove off.  she was a vision sitting there.  The drying
cunt juice on her face was glistening in the sunshine and I couldn't
help but think how lucky of a man I was.  This made my resolve even
stronger to take m places, both literally and figuratively, she had
never been before.  If, on a scale of 1 to 100, with 100 being
everything and anything I ever wanted, without regard to m, our
previous high was probably something around 60 or 70 on that scale.  I
pushed, sometimes pretty hard, but I always had m's feelings and best
interests in mind, first and foremost.  However, in the past year or
so, m has dropped hints, many more recently and less subtly, that she
would enjoy being pushed to the edge, having that tingle of fear, maybe
even crossing the line and going where her nightmares, and my
fantasies, were kept.  "Enjoying this day so far?" I asked.  "Mmmmm,
yes Master" she responded, still with her eyes closed.  "It's just the
beginning as I have all sorts of evil plans for you."

her eyes opened and she finally looked at me "Do you mean..."  I cut
her off, "Yes, today I plan on taking our play to a new level, one I
have fantasized about for many years, one you seemed to have expressed
interest in lately.  Am I right?" I asked.  "But Master, do you think
i'm ready to go there?" she questioned.  "Only you can answer that.
You know I would never permanently hurt you, physically or emotionally,
so if you give me the green light, we can begin a journey down a path
we have never explored.  In the past, we've never played so hard that I
felt a need for a safe word, however, today, right now, I believe it's
important that you have one" I explained.  "Why?  I trust you
implicitly" m said softly.  "I know you do, however, if you should find
yourself in a situation today that you can't handle, I want you to know
you have the ability to stop it.  Immediately, without question,
without anger.  I am going to push you, push you very hard.  I want
your anxiety to be transformed into sexual energy.  I want you to take
you well passed any limits you ever thought you had, to see how much
you really want to give to me" I continued.  "Is that were you want to
go?  I want complete control today, without hesitation, without
question, but, in the end, you will have a safe word.  Are you willing
to let go and enjoy the ride?" I asked.

There was silence for few seconds before m spoke.  "i don't want a safe
word.  i don't want to know in the back of my mind that  i have the
ability to stop anything you're doing to or with me.  If i had a safe
word, when a situation became uncomfortable, bordering on unbearable, i
would probably be focusing on whether to use it or not and not
concentrating on what's happening at that particular moment" she said
in her defense.  "Does that make sense to you?  i love you so much and
i know you love me equally, that i can put myself in your hands, with
complete and total control of me and know, without a shadow of a doubt
that you will never, ever do anything either of us would regret later."

I was stunned and speechless, which never happens to me.  m didn't wait
for an answer, she settled back in the seat, closed her eyes, took a
very deep breath and smiled brightly.

end of part 3
Pilled, thrilled, drilled and fulfilled

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