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A first posting here. I'm not sure if I'll continue this, for various
personal reasons, or even if it's a good pausing point but comments are
more then welcome!

Jodi
By Invid Fan


   ³What are you doing?²
   Personally, I thought that was pretty obvious. My fingers were
tracing various shapes and patterns on her bare back. A swirl here, a
letter there. No meaning, but there was no reason to tell her. Keep the
mystery in the relationship and all that.
   ³Oh, just playing with my toy.² Jodi gave a chuckle at that, a low,
sexy one, turning her head to look at me. We were lying in my bed that
Monday afternoon as was usually the case, round one of our activities
in the past and rounds two and three in the very near future. I was on
my side next to Jodi, as she lay on her stomach. One hand stretched out
from under her head and her fingers started their own tracings. These
had more of a purpose then mine.
   ³So, I'm your toy?² 
   ³Don't you want to be my sex toy?² My hand went lower and caressed
her ass, a finger briefly teasing the opening before moving on. We
hadn't played much with that, but probably soon. Our sex was more fun
and comfort then bold exploration. Jodi gave a half hum, half groan.
³Don't you want me to play with you?²
   ³You can play all you want with me, ChrisŠ² Her bottom moved against
my hand, and her fingers started to search lower on my body. 
   ³Are you my sex toy?² I squeezed a cheek.
   ³YesŠ²
   ³Say it.² My ego isn't great, but what I have likes re-enforcement.
   ³I'm your sex toyŠ my body's yoursŠ² She turned on her side to face
me. Jodi was not, in truth, beautiful. Her body was not really fat, but
the extra weight hung around her tummy and waist. Small breasts,
shortish brown hair that maybe reached the bottom of her neck, glasses,
now removed, and brown eyes. Those eyesŠ the way they looked at me, the
openness in themŠ they offered so much, and once again my needs fought
down the guilt that I didn't love her.

   We had met, as is often the case in stories like this, at an online
dating site. I was a rather lonely, unsocial guy pushing 30 who didn't
date all that much, and given I neither drank nor danced didn't have
the option of bars to ply my minor charms in. Plus there's the whole
shy, unsocial thing. The web however, especially before sites started
to actually charge money, was a godsend. Online rejection is much
easier to take, and I actually had a few dates. My looks aren't bad:
six feet tall, brown hair that starts to curl after an inch or so,
glasses, strong arms from my work as a baker, and extra weight down
below. The guy from Bare Naked Ladies was my go to ³who do you look
like² answer. I don't remember who answered who's ad, but it quickly
built up to a meeting. I jokingly suggested that instead of dinner or a
movie she just come over here and we take each other's clothes off as
soon as the door closed.
   She said that sounded great. 
   That should have been a clue, had I been thinking. Jodi never said
no to me. I honestly don't know if our needs and wants just meshed so
well, or if she had that rare ability to train herself to truly enjoy
what she wanted to enjoy, to wit what I said I enjoyed. That first
afternoon she rang the doorbell on my home, and shyly stepped it. After
an awkward moment or two (I lack the experience just jumping strange
women) I took her hands, drew her to me, and we kissed. Our hands moved
to explore, and slowly we took turns stripping each other there in the
entranceway. That set the pattern for our relationship. Once a week she
would drive an hour or so (she said she didn't mind) to my place, we'd
great each other with a long kiss interrupted by the occasional removal
of clothing, then retire to the bedroom. Or the floor, chair, etc.
Three or four hours later she'd go home, having made me cum three or so
times and having who knows how many herself (I'm not bragging, I just
honestly never asked for the final score). There was fun in our
encounters, and wonderful companionship, especially during the break
where we'd sit in the couch naked and watch an anime or something.
She'd lean against me, my arms around her cupping her breasts. 
   ButŠ my feelings didn't go any farther then that. I never felt that
connection I had sometimes had with others, or really desired more from
her then sex. And, that wasn't what I wanted. I actually called her
after a month or so and said we should probably stop and why, but she
came over and said it was OK. She was content with whatever of myself I
could give her, and she wanted to give herself to me. A month stretched
out to over a yearŠ

   My hand on her ass pulled her against me, and we kissed. Our tongues
lightly played with each other, and she lifted her left leg over me
which had the effect of rolling me on my back with her half on top. Her
left hand found my half hard cock. 
   Jodi's smile broke our kiss. ³Hmm,² she happily hummed, looking down
then back at my face while her hand lightly went up and down its toy.
³What do you want your sex toy to do?² I gave a laugh. We had never
wandered into using that term before, but she was getting into it. My
hand moved up to her face and caressed her cheek, my thumb brushing her
lips.
   ³Suck me.²
   Her eyes widening a bit happily, Jodi gave my lips a quick lick then
moved down my body. My king sized bed, filling up most of the room,
gave her lots of room to work. Positioning herself between my legs, she
put her hands outside of my thighs and leaned down to give the
underside of my cock a lick. GodŠ she licked and nibbled a bit more,
then took me in her mouth and swirled her tongue.
   ³AaahhŠ² I groaned, moving my right hand to her head while my left
found her right hand on my thigh. She lifted her smiling mouth off and
gave the head a few more licks. I wasn't fully hard yet, but she was
quickly getting me there. Slowly- I liked it slow- she alternated
between playing with the head and taking all of me in her. I was by no
means big, but she always seemed so proud she could do it I hadn't the
heart to tell her it wasn't nearly as pleasurable as everything else
she did. It was still incredible, though! My hand half guided her head,
half just caressed her hair as she happily sucked. ³God, I like a woman
who enjoys her work.²
   Jodi laughed. ³I love your cock.² She kissed then licked the tip,
bringing a hand over to caress my now rock hard shaft. 
   ³Come here.² She resisted for a moment, taking me into her mouth
once again for a quick swirl of the tongue, then crawled up next to me
as I pulled her into a kiss. I rolled her onto her back, and as she
spread her legs my cock found its familiar home and buried itself. Jodi
groaned, and as her arms and legs wrapped around me I slowly fucked
her. 
   ³How do you want me?²
   ³SlowerŠ² I slowed down a bit, leaning down to kiss and give her
neck a quick lick. Her breathing sped up, and a hand found my head. 
   ³I want to hear you cum,² I whispered in her ear. Jodi tightened her
grip as I kept up the slow rhythm. ³I want you to say my name when you
come.²
   ³Oh, ChrisŠ. you feel so goodŠ² I lifted my head and looked at her
face as I slowly increased the speed. She was only half here, the rest
consumed with the feelings coursing through her. My ego, and its
surrogate my penis, swelled with a pride only found in the bedroom.
WellŠ I'm just a poor baker who has to get up for work by 4 AM, so
maybe the more successful experience it elsewhere. I moved a hand back
and moved her legs higher, and she quickly adjusted and her legs
crossed over the small of my back. It's amazing how limber even us out
of shape people are when it comes to sex.
   ³Faster, ChrisŠ² I obliged, and started talking.
   ³Are you going to cum for me?²
   ³YesŠ. soonŠ²
   ³Are you my little sex toy?²
   ³GodŠ yesŠ²
   ³Say it.²
   ³I'm your sex toyŠ I'm your sex toy.² She started working her hips
back at me faster.
   ³Are you my sex slave?²
   I don't know why I said it. It probably just sounded like a fun
thing to say, and I had let her borrow my printout of the bondage/slave
story ŒThe Lottery Winner' a few weeks before. She had seemed to like
it. I have no interest in B&D, but the idea of a harem of women who
love meŠ well, I am a lonely male. It was just a throw away comment in
the midst of sex.
   Jodi's eyes shot wide open and her hands dug into my shoulders. She
looked me in the eye with an expression I had never seen before. Not
knowing what else to do, I repeated it.
   ³Are you my sex slave, Jodi?²
   ³YesŠ yes! Make me your sex slave!²
   ³JodiŠ?² I wasn't sure what was going on, but then most of my blood
wasn't in my brain.
   ³Make me your slave! Take my body! I'm yours! Do whatever you want
with me!²
   Her hips were banging back at me, and suddenly I felt her clench my
cock inside her.
   ³I'm cumming Chris! Oh, Chris!!!²
   Her arms and legs had a death grip on me, and I rode it out while
pumping the best I could. Jodi had cum hard now and then before, but
this was incredible. My bedroom window is near the property line, and
if anyone was in the yard next door they definitely heard this. After
what seemed like forever, but was probably just half a minute, she
relaxed and dropped her arms and legs. I was still hard inside her, and
as she raised a hand to caress my cheek her sweaty face looked at me
with an indescribable expression. Happy, content lust to a degree I had
never seen. My ego gave my cock another ³good job² shot of extra blood
and I slowly gave Jodi another pump or two, then stopped and raised an
eyebrow.
   ³That wasŠ interesting.²
   I normally would have expected one of her chuckles, but while she
was happy this wasn't a laughing matter. Looking in her eyes, I tried
to organize my thoughts.
   ³YouŠ want to be my slave.² Jodi nodded. I ran a hand over her
breast. ³You're giving your body to me?²
   ³YesŠ²
   ³For playŠ or for real?² The distinction had come up in the book, so
with luck we were both understanding the terms right. Did she just want
what we had now, or was she reallyŠ my mind tried to process it. As a
girlfriend, I knew it wouldn't work between us. But, thisŠ if I could
set the rules, control how much space I hadŠ and to be WANTED that
badlyŠ
   ³For real,² Jodi said. ³I'm yours. All of me. Mind,² she touched her
forehead, ³body,² her pussy contracted on my cock, ³and soul.² She
brought my hand to her heart.
   ³You want me to own you?²
   Jodi licked her lips. ³YesŠ if you'll have me.²
   I started to slowly thrust again, partly to stall, partly because
this was turning me on even more, and partly to remind me that if I
said ³yes² this could be mine whenever I wanted. Not that I'd ever
force her, being the nice guy I was, but if she wasn't ever going to
say ³no²Š
   ³There'd have to be RULES.² I thrust extra hard on that word. She
moaned, closing her eyes, then opened them again to look into my eyes.
My hands found hers, and moved them over her head on the pillow and
held them there. ³You'll obey me in all things, without question.²
   ³YesŠ²
   ³For example, if it's working outŠ I may try and find another slave
or two to join you.² I had jokingly asked before about a threesome,
usually when she was about to climax, and she had been agreeable
although naturally nothing had happened yet. ³You'll find her for me.²
Jodi nodded. ³And if I bought a dogŠ² Her eyes widened. I had shown her
an amateur tape I had found somewhere, but more importantly she knew
the scene in The Lottery Winner, where refusing that condition had
resulted in Rachel's refusing her slavery at first. I slowed and just
looked in her eyes. I seriously doubted I'd ever venture in that
direction for real, but again there was no reason to let her sense
that...
   ³ŠI'dŠ I'd fuck him for you, if you askedŠ²
   I could feel my pressure build, and I started fucking faster. 
   ³I'm gonna cumŠ I'm gonna cum in youŠ. Ahh!² I let go in her, and
Jodi cried out as well. Normally I last much longer, but it's as if my
body wanted to claim her before she changed her mind. As my heart rate
started to come back down. we stared at each other for a long moment,
then I rolled over.
   ³OK, I think we're going to have to talk.²


***

   It was time, in our normal ritual, for a break for toiletries, some
water, and a restful sit on the couch while we recharged for a final
long fuck before she went home. Today, however, after the first two
were gotten out of the way I don't think much would be normal from now
on. I got some ice water, took the two glasses to the couch and sat
down. Jodi joined me a few minutes later, taking her glass as she sat
down and leaned back against my chest as my left hand went around her
shoulder and cupped a breast. I didn't bother turning on the TV, and we
just relaxed. WellŠ we sat. I could feel her tremble a bit, and I was
probably nervous as well. We were going to be making life changing
choices in the next hour or so.
   ³What is it,² I finally said, putting my glass down on the end stand
and moving my now cold wet hand to her right breast, ³that you actually
want.² She shivered a bit at the cold.
   ³I wantŠ what Mei had in the book. I want to be yours totally.² She
took a drink. ³I want to give everything I have for you, to you. I
wantŠ to be possessed by you.² I started to speak, but she turned her
head towards me and kept talking. ³I know you don't love me, at least
that way, and I accept that. But you look at me a way nobody else has,
and your touch is so gentle, and your kissŠ it hurts when I have to
leave you. I don't want to leave.²
   ³We don't even know if we can stand each other for long periods of
time.² I moved my right hand up to her face, and she rubbed her cheek
against it. ³If we do this, do this right, it will be more permanent
then marriage. You'll be mine until I tire of you, and even then I
might not let you go. I'll make sure you're all mine.²
   ³How?² Jodi asked, her hand coming up to touch my face mirroring my
touches. She turned her body more towards me, sitting more against the
back of the couch. 
   ³I've been thinking of the rules. Gotta have rules.² She smiled.
³I've never lived with anyone before, so partly they'll be designed to
give me space if I need it. Not that I can't change them whenever I
want, being your master and all.² I gave a wry grin, causing Jodi to
laugh.
   ³Do I get to call you ŒMaster'?²
   ³Naw, at least not now. I like how you say my name.²
   ³ChrisŠ²
   ³See? Got Mr. Happy to twitch with that. Now, the rules.²

   The rules were simple, sexy, and childish. Just like the whole idea
of her being a sex slave, at least how I saw it at the moment. First,
she'd naturally have to move in with me. No big problem, she gets rid
of the apartment and comes here. I live in a rather nice manufactured
home in an upscale park outside Buffalo. With two bedrooms, and a third
acting as a library, there was lots of room. However, I was planning
ahead. As she was my property, that meant that she couldn't own
anything, or to be more exact what was hers was mine. ThusŠ all her
money was mine. I looked to see if this unexpected condition caused any
reaction, but apart from a quick widening of the eyes there was none.
No scaring her away this quickly. She'd sell everything she wasn't
bringing to the house and give me her bank accounts and all future pay
checks. It wouldn't be much to start with, but maybe if I acquired a
second slave (ha!) I'd be able to afford a new place, bigger and with
more privacy.  Privacy would be handy because the next rule was once
she was home, Jodi had to be naked. Well, she could wear some sort of
loin cloth if she wanted, that would be sexy and probably keep the
chairs cleaner, but otherwise it was barefoot and open for my gaze and
touch. Jodi's hand dropped to my lap at that, liking the idea. She
would do the cooking and cleaning, not that there would be much (I
don't do much, so it would be up to her how much she improved things),
and more importantly be there whenever I wanted some.
   ³I never expect to masturbate from now on,² I told her. ³If I'm
feeling at all horny from reading a story or watching something you'll
be on your knees dealing with it. You'll be drinking lots of cum.²
   Jodi buried her face in my neck, placing small kisses and licks. ³I
love your cum, ChrisŠ I want to taste you every day.²
   Which was, probably, what I loved most about her. Jodi loved cum.
Well, MY cum she was always quick to point out when I'd bring the
subject up while she was sucking me. Again I'm not sure how much was
natural interest and how much was learning to please me, but having me
shoot in her mouth was one of her favorite things. The first time she
blew me was incredible, her natural talent making me feel better then
I'd ever felt before. When I warned her I was close, she asked me where
I wanted to shoot. I said her mouth, and when I came she drank all of
it down and licked me clean. I pulled her up for a kiss, having found
heaven. I'd usually cum in her mouth at least once, and often while we
were fucking I'd give her the option when I was getting close of either
having me cum in her or of tasting me. More then half the time, she's
moan ³I want to taste you!²
   ³Oh, don't worry, you'll get enough of me in your tummy we'll be
able to cut down on our food bills.² I brought her face up to mine, and
I looked into her eyes. ³Are you sure you want this?²
   ³Yes.² Her eyes gave the same answer. I sighed, and ran my hand up
and down her back, ending by cupping the back of her neck.
   ³We'll give it a try.² She threw her arms around me, her mouth
crushing against mine. My cock started to respond, but after a few
moments I pushed her off. She sat there on the edge of the couch
smiling. ³Not right a way, naturally.² Her smile fell away, and my hand
went back to caressing her back as I clarified. ³First, you will try
and find a job here. This will give us both some time to really think
this through. If you're in the area for an interview or the like you
can drop in and service me.² This got another low chuckle from her, and
her fingers lightly traced my half hard cock. ³Once you have the jobŠ
you can move in.² It took me great effort to finish that sentence. I
don't like change. To be more specific,  at this point in my life I'd
rather nothing got better then to have anything get worse. A careless
word in the midst of fucking had Jodi pressing an issue we'd (or, at
least, I'd) never thought about. That'll teach me.

-- 
Invid Fan 
invidfan@localnet.com

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