Message-ID: <11425eli$9805191148@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/11425.txt> From: "Master J" <maybarra@my-dejanews.com> Subject: Story: Lisa Submits (1/10)(MF, BD, DS, cons) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <NBNABDDCHGHHJAAA@my-dejanews.com> This is my first attempt at posting a story. I would appreciate any comments criticisms, assistance! (So would Lisa!) This story is fiction, and contains scenes of sexual activities between consenting adults. If you are under 18 yrs of age, or are offended by this kind of thing, what the heck are you doing in this newsgroup? **************************** LISA SUBMITS by Master J CHAPTER ONE He glanced quickly at his watch, sparing a brief second from his concentration on the road. Although this was his first trip to this city, Jack was pretty confident that he would be there on time. 'At this moment,' he thought, 'she will be in the shower, preparing for our first meeting. I do hope she will follow my instructions carefully, although it may be more fun if she did slip up somewhere!' His amused grin at that thought betrayed his excitement at the coming encounter with his sub. After all this time on line, after hour upon hour of telephone conversations, after writing all those letters and stories for her, they were finally going to meet. And both of their fantasies would be fulfilled! It would not be necessary for her to forget any part of the instructions, however. She had quite a sufficient amount of punishment coming to her, anyway. She tried her best, he knew, to obey him to the letter, but she really did like to cum! And, of course, he enjoyed making her cum, even as he withheld his permission for it! He chuckled quietly to himself as he recalled the latest, when he had written a very hot, erotic scenario for her, pushing his writing skills to the limit, detailing all of the wonderful, lascivious, painful things they would do together when this meeting finally took place. Even as he wrote it, he knew that she would be unable to resist sliding her hand between the folds of her robe and stroking her hardening clit. She had paid for it the next day, on the phone, when she was forced to admit that she had cum five times! That translated into 50 spanks with the brush, on her clit, which she had to administer to herself, while he listened! As usual, his cock had immediately started to harden when he heard that first 'smack' of the brush, and her soft moan, followed by "One, thank you, Master!" This time was different than normal, however. Usually, she was permitted to reach orgasms after every ten spanks, depending on how many rewards she had earned since her last session. But this time, since the sessions were so close together, she had only earned one reward, so he withheld permission for her to cum, and they went right through to the full 50 spanks. He timed her strokes himself, delaying each one, allowing the sting from each strike of the brush to develop fully before telling her to take the next one. And she had been marvelous, following his instructions very carefully. And with each "Thank you, Master" she had groaned out, a thrill of love and joy went through him. When the last stroke of the brush was completed, he could hear the tremor in her voice that told him she had tears in her eyes, but she bravely called out, "Fifty, thank you, Master!" "You were wonderful, my love," he had responded. "You may use the large dildo to give yourself an orgasm now." And she had, moaning wondrously, crying out in her passion, until she shrieked quietly into the phone, and came explosively. When she had settled down, he had told her his surprise. He was going to be in the city for the weekend! They would have two nights and two days together, and she would finally be his in truth! She had been thrilled and excited, as he knew she would be, but she also, finally, admitted that she was afraid, as well. "What if you don't like me?" she had asked. That old fear, again! "Lisa," he had answered, "I have known you for months, I have talked with you on the phone several times every week, and I have seen your pictures. There is nothing that will change the way I feel about you! And I will prove it to you tomorrow night!" He then informed her that she was not permitted to have any orgasms until they met, and that she would receive an email from him when she returned home from work on Friday afternoon, with detailed instructions on her preparations for that evening. In the meantime, she was instructed to wear her short skirt, which only came to about midway between her crotch and her knees, with no panties. But she had to wear the knotted crotch strap, all day. In addition, she was required to drink a large glass of water every 30 minutes, but was not permitted to use the restroom more than once every 2 hours. This, he knew, would have her squirming in her seat most of the day, as the pressure on her bladder overcame her attempts to keep still and minimize the stimulation from the strap. He glanced at his watch again, noting that by now she would be starting to dress. He had been explicit in those instructions, as well, telling her just what she should wear. He could almost see her eyes widening as she read those instructions, her emotions trembling between fear and excitement. He knew she would be disturbed by the lack of a bra, and the tight, white sweater would undoubtedly show every detail of her erect nipples. The large dildo inserted into her pussy, and held in place by the thong panties, would make certain that her nipples remained erect almost constantly, as well as causing her pussy to lubricate itself continuously. The black leather mini-skirt would provide a barely adequate protection, as long as she maintained her composure and did not move too strenuously. Combined with a garter belt and stockings, and the high heels, her outfit would undoubtedly attract a few stares from everyone she passed. Which would both thrill and embarrass her. Topped by the leather dog collar she had been instructed to purchase, adorned with the simple gold medallion he had sent her, she would be ready to meet her Master. The careful observer would have no difficulty noticing that the medallion was simply a golden ring about one-half inch in diameter, with an exquisitely carved nude female form spread-eagled in the middle. As he pulled into the parking lot at the Hilton, he noted with satisfaction that he had more than 30 minutes left before he was to meet her in the hotel bar. Plenty of time to shower and make a few preliminary preparations. If all went well, by 9 o'clock that evening, she would finally, totally be his, and they would spend the next two days and nights exploring the joys and pleasures of her submission! ************ Let me know what you think. 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