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Seductive Master (Mdom, ds, bdsm)
by Carol H. (c) 1990
***
Nathaniel and Elizabeth have been happily married now for
one year. Master Nathaniel has found Elizabeth fills his most
loving needs. She is always open and ready for him. She rarely
causes him distress, thus giving him reason to punish her. He
has spanked her, numerous times, but this was not for punishment
but for pleasure. When she was disobedient he would use a
leather strap or birch stick on her open pussy. Sometimes
causing her a great deal of problems when having sex with him
afterwards. But still, she loved him, and she learned from him.
On this morning, Master Nathaniel announced his intent to
take a cruise upon his yacht, The Fantasy. The cruise was to
travel to several ports. Elizabeth listened quietly, as she sat
next to her Master/husband on a small stool near his chair. His
hands played with her nipples and moved down to her wet, dripping
hole as he spoke. He teased her flesh, almost thoughtlessly as
he spoke.
"Well slave, wife, would you like a trip such as this?", he
questioned.
"Yes Master, my husband. I would love a trip such as this.
Who else might you invite to join us Master, or shall it just be
you, I and the crew?"
"Oh no, my wife," Nathaniel said as his hands moved over her
body again back to her hard, extended nipples. "We will invite
some selected Masters, Mistresses and slaves. However," he said
leaning over to her and kissing her cheek, "you and I shall
celebrate our anniversary on the cruise and I promise it shall
bring much pleasure to both of us."
Elizabeth smiled sweetly back at him. She still, after a
year, melted inside whenever his eyes met hers. She loved him,
more now than ever before.
"Master, may I ask a question?" Elizabeth said meekly.
"Of course slave wife, it is your right."
"Master, shall my Mistress be joining us on the cruise?"
Elizabeth wondered, for she truly did not want her Mistress to
come along. When her Mistress was around she felt that her
Master, her husband, was not truly hers.
"Well my slave wife, your Mistress must stay here. Else who
would tend to the other slaves of your Master's." Nathaniel said
as he rose from his chair. Elizabeth needed no instructions, she
rose also and followed behind him by some three feet. He
surprised her when he turned around abruptly and hugged her then
smacked her bare bottom once very hard with his open hand. "It
will be great fun slave Elizabeth, you will see. And we shall
heat this up nicely," he said slapping her bottom once again.
"Perhaps in front of everyone on board the yacht, perhaps on a
dock in a foreign port. But I promise it will be a pleasureable
experience."
Elizabeth turned bright red at the suggestion of a public
spanking on her bare bottom. She burrowed her head into her
Master's chest. He tilted her head up toward his and kissed her
tenderly. Then quickly turned and walked from the breakfast
room.
"We have much to do. I want you to take charge of packing
the toys I desire. I shall take charge of the people I wish to
invite." He sat down at his desk in the study, Elizabeth quickly
took her place next to his chair, kneeling on a cushion placed on
the floor. He reached into the center drawer of the desk and
withdrew a nine inch long, two and half inch thick dildo then
turned back to Elizabeth. "Stand slave wife, legs spread wide."
She stood quickly at his first word and spread her legs open
for him. He slowly slid the dildo into her then pulled it back
out then pushed it deeper into her. His fingers reached her
nipples and he pinched them hard, she moaned without opening her
mouth. He reached back down to the dildo and turned it on. He
pulled it in and out of her several more times then ordered her
back down to her knees. She obeyed immediately.
While her Master continued to write out the list of toys he
wished his slave wife to pack, Elizabeth held her position with
the dildo bringing her ever closer to climax. She began to moan
and move about on her cushion as the dildo did its job.
Nathaniel looked down at her and patted her shoulder. "Not
yet little puss, not yet. Only when I say."
She had learned, over the past year not to cum without his
permission. No matter what the stimulation, if she came without
his approval she would recieve a harsh pussy whipping. She tried
to think of other things, keeping her mind off her constant hard
lover pressed into her cunt.
Master Nathaniel finally stood up from the desk, pressing
his hand on her shoulder, indicating to Elizabeth to hold her
place. He moved in front of her, as he had done on many
occassions and studied Elizabeth's face. His fingers reached for
her nipples and he began to tease her flesh.
"When I pinch you hard, you will cum. Not until then slave
wife, do you understand?" Nathaniel stated.
"Yes Master, as you wish," Elizabeth said, straining to hold
back her natural responses.
"I should imagine," Nathaniel continued teasing her nipples,
"that you would love to feel a rock, hard cock pressed deep into
your cunt. Fucking you hard and fast. Thrusting in and out of
you, creating that wonderful friction inside you. While your
little white ass is spanked with your favorite toy, the thin
wooden paddle with the holes in it. Stinging your flesh and
forcing the heat to rise in your bare bottom as well as in your
hot pussy hole."
Elizabeth squirrmed more now, as her Master talked. She
could hardly contain herself. She was so near the edge now that
it would not take much for her to cross over that line.
"And I," Nathaniel said, as his fingers circling her
nipples. "I would have the delight of watching your bare ass
cheeks turn bright red, then crimson." His fingers pinched down
hard on her nipples now and Elizabeth, as if on command, exploded
with orgasm, falling forward into her Master's body. He moved
his hands down now to the dildo inside her and began thrusting it
in and out of her hard. With the other hand he reached over her
and began to slap her ass cheeks harshly. She wiggled her bottom
in the air just as she felt the rush of her juices flood from her
wet hole. He stopped thrusting the dildo into her now but pushed
it deep inside her and left it there. His fingers slid over her
buttocks slowly then pressed into her anus and teased her flesh
for several minutes. She sat back upright again, on her knees,
as he began to tease her nipples once again. Slowly she began to
rise again. He studied her face closely now, and as she reached
the heights of coming again he withdrew his fingers from her
nipple and then the dildo. He rose, leaving her wanting, begging
inwardly to be finished.
"Slave wife," he said as he reached for the list on the
desk, "take this list and pack the items. Do not touch yourself
slave wife, or I shall have to spank that hot puss of yours. If
you should come without my approval, I shall use the birch stick
on your opened pussy. Now go pack the items on that list. Use
the black bags in the playroom to pack them."
"Yes Master," Elizabeth said as she rose and walked from the
room. She was almost beside herself now with need to fulfill the
burning deep fire within her. But she knew her Master. She knew
he would whip her as he said. She hated this form of punishment
and would, at any cost, try her best to avoid it.
There was nothing sexual about this punishment, not to her.
It simply hurt and caused her pain when she made love with her
Master for days to come.
She entered the playroom now, list in hand. As she got to
the table, the table she had been tied to so many times, she lay
the list down and began to read. At the top it said, 'Slave,
wife, there are instructions on the back of this list which you
are not to read until you have completed the task at hand. Pack
the items listed here and be certain to pack the strap and birch
stick used for administering punishment to your sweet, tender
sex. Then you may turn this note over and follow the
instructions on the back.'
Elizabeth became more excited now. Trying to envision what
it was her Master would instruct her to do. She could feel her
juices flowing from her shaved pussy slit and running down the
inside of her legs. She quickly looked at the list, pulled the
black suitcase bags from the adjoining closet and started packing
the items. When she came to the thin wooden paddle with the
holes placed throughout it, her Master had written, be sure to
pack your favorite instrument wife, and kiss it sweetly before
you place it in the bag. She did so, closing her eyes and
remembering all the evenings of enjoyment this paddle had brought
to her and her Master. Finally she finished packing all the
items on the list. She walked back to the table to flip the
paper over for her instructions.
'Slave, wife Elizabeth,' it read, 'I know you are burning
with desire by now. I know you wish to come and touch yourself
to bring you pleasure. You shall be permitted to do so. But you
must first follow these instructions. Go to the spanking machine
in the corner, there is a large, vibrating dildo laying on the
table of the machine. Place the dildo inside you and turn it on
low. Next, adjust the spanking machine to four, the paddle will
strike your upturned buttocks firmly but not enough to cause you
pain but more pleasure. Lay yourself over the table, with your
knees pressed into the knee rest and reach back and turn the
machine on. Do not, under any circumstances, touch your body
from this moment on with your hands. The spanking machine and
the low level vibration of the dildo will bring you to the levels
I desire. You shall not come my love, until I enter the room and
give permission. Then I, and I alone shall deliver you from your
burning desires.'
Elizabeth laid the note back down on the table and went to
the spanking machine in the corner. Quickly she thrust the
vibrator into her wanting, dripping sex. This along made her
rise in her desires, for she had a great need to be filled in her
empty hole. She adjusted the spanking machine to the number four
then placed herself over the table and knees on the knee rest,
reached back and switched it on. The paddle slapped at her bare
bottom consistantly, never increasing or decreasing in speed.
The low level vibration of the dildo combined with the paddle was
beginning to drive her to the point of disobedience. She knew
she would soon cum, Master's orders or not, and now was beginning
to resign herself to being spanked soundly on her open pussy.
Just as she abdicated her position Master Nathaniel came through
the door. Obviously, she concluded, he had watched the entire
eposide on his closed television monitor.
He quickly moved to her, turning off the spanking machine,
then withdrawing the dildo from her drenched pussy.
"Ah wife, you have made me proud. Your control is
remarkable. Let's see what more you can stand." Nathaniel said
as he reached for her nipples and pulled on them, as if using
them for a leash to walk her. "Come wife, to the horse. I shall
spank that hot bottom of yours with my hand and see if you can
still restrain from coming."
Elizabeth moaned at the thought. She knew she would not be
able to hold out much longer. Her Master had, after all, since
breakfast, kept her totally aroused and craving.
"Master, my husband, I don't think I can stand any more,"
Elizabeth said as she jumped from foot to foot before the
sawhorse. "Please Master, I wish to cum now."
"No little puss, when I say. And you shall recieve a
special punishment for begging to be allowed to cum. You know,
or at least you should know, that only your Master knows what is
best for you. Now over the horse."
Elizabeth, though deep down very reluctant, went over the
horse, with her bare ass cheeks thrust upward for her Master's
pleasure. He did not bind her, for she knew better than to move.
She had learned, sometime ago, moving would bring a swift
punishment to her so she remained still; except for the pushing
of her bottom upwards to reach the spanking blows she loves so
much. Today, with the heat of her wanting sex so built up, the
spanking would not bring pleasure, unless permitted to cum during
the activity. Yet she knew, knowing her Master as she did, that
this would not happen.
Master Nathaniel positioned himself to the side of her and
began to slap her bare bottom firmly. There was no counting,
just the harsh slap of his hand on her upturned bottom. The
sound of the spanks filled the playroom, as did the moaning of
the owner of the bare bottom. Master Nathaniel took a thick butt
plug from the shelving and pushed it into Elizabeth's sex,
lubricating it with her juices then thrust it hard into her anus.
She screamed at the forcefulness in which he pushed it into her.
He then moved back to her side and began to spank her hard again.
She was on fire. It began in her stomach and spread outward
to the rest of her body. Like a river with many tributaries the
flames rushed through her viens. Her pussy lips and clit swollen
with passion to be filled. Her body shook, as she tried to
restrain herself and maintain until given the approval of her
Master to cum.
He had spanked her several times, nearly sixty spanks in all
by now. She was so near the edge and yet still, somehow, managed
to control. Finally Nathaniel pulled her upwards from the horse
and lay her on the floor. Slowly he covered her body with his
and thrust his erect, firm member into her yearning nether
opening. He thrust into her hard and fast, like a jack hammer
slamming in the pavement. Finally he said, "You may come my
slave."
Elizabeth needed no further encouragement. She let the
pent-up passion course through her, and like a dam about to
burst, she howled the release of the fire. Master Nathaniel
thrust into her harder now, then pulling out slowly as she rose
again to release more of the held passion. As she neared the
climax once more, her Master thrust into her hard and fast. She
exploded, crossing over the threshold of passion to extreme
salaciousness.
Everything became imperceptible to her now. She was in the
realm somewhere between ecstasy and life. Like crossing into
another dimension where all the sensations; touch, feel, and
pleasure become magnified beyond comprehension.
Master Nathaniel watched her closely now. As she rose
beyond heights she had ever achieved. Within moments he erupted
inside her, with almost as much furry as she had exploded.
He lay on top of her for a long time, as he came down from
his own experience. Then slid to the side her and lightly
caressed her body. His fingers trailing down her skin from her
shoulders to her open sex. After some time, perhaps ten minutes,
she opened her eyes to meet his.
"Oh Master," she said as she reached up to him and hugged
him tightly. "Thank you Master, thank you.", she began to cry in
happiness.
"I see, my little puss," her Master whispered, "you enjoyed
the results of denial."
"Oh yes Master, very much."
"Good my wife. I had hoped it would have such an effect on
you. As it did me as well. I promise you slave wife," his voice
becoming firmer now, "I shall always try to find new ways to
bring us both pleasure. New ways to bring us both to the heights
of the sky when that moment of explosion occurs within us."
"You have done so my husband. My Master." Elizabeth said
as she sought his lips with hers. "I love you my husband," she
said as she pressed her lips to him and thrust her tongue into
his mouth. He held her tightly to him and pushed his tongue back
to hers.
After the long, deep tender kiss, he said, "Now sweet puss
Elizabeth, there is a matter of punishment for begging."
Elizabeth immediately took a kneeling position, with head
held down. In an almost childlike voice she whispered, "Yes
Master."
"What shall I do with you sweet puss. Should I whip you
hard and fast and leave you, without filling your always dripping
sex? Or should I strap your open pussy or perhaps use the birch
rod? What say you little puss, what would you have your Master
do?"
"Whatever is my Master's pleasure," Elizabeth said, tears
hedging her voice.
"Very good little puss. You never forget who is Master and
who is slave. Punishment does bring me a great deal of pleasure,
even when it is to your open sex, which I know you hate to have
spanked. I shall make an alternative choice here, as to the
punishment you deserve. Since tonight is the last night in the
house until after the cruise, you shall spend it, dear puss, with
your Mistress. She shall have you as she wishes. I know this to
be punishment to you, for you do not love your Mistress, and fear
her much. So go, tell her of the decision and stay with her."
Elizabeth had not thought of this form of punishment.
Though what her Master had said was true. She did not love her
Mistress, respect her yes, but love her no. And she did indeed
have a great fear of her. She knew how uncharitable and stern
she could be, for she had seen it many times, not just with
herself but with other slaves in the house. Elizebeth slowly
walked from the playroom, up the stairs to her Mistress's
bedroom.
Master Nathaniel had retrieve the black suitcases filled
with toys from the playroom and stood at the bottom of the stairs
watching as his wife hesitated at the door of her Mistress.
"Go ahead slave, knock. It is as I desire," Master
Nathaniel said when he watched her delay.
Elizabeth rapped lightly on the door. Within a few seconds
the door opened and her Mistress stood before her.
"Master has sent me to you for the night Mistress, if you so
desire me. I am, my Mistress, to tell you I have been sent to
you as punishment for my pleading to be permit to cum when my
Master had not given permission. I am yours Mistress, to use and
do with as you please." Elizabeth said, her head hanging down
now, nearly touching her chin to her chest.
Master Nathaniel smiled from the bottom of the stairs up at
the Mistress, then nodded his head in approval.
"Come in slave Elizabeth," Mistress Katherine said as she
stepped back from the opened doorway. Elizabeth entered the room
slowly, like a child going into the principals office knowing she
was to be spanked soundly.