I had sent Chelsea out to serve another Dom for the weekend, I had negotiated a trade for his favourite sub. As much as I would have loved to have kept Chelsea here and had both of them serve me, it served my interests better that she go to him.
There was a knock on the door, I knew she would be exactly on time, he had assured me she was obedient and took direction well. I let her stand waiting for a few minutes before opening the door. She was patiently waiting, dressed pleasantly in a short white floral dress and boots. Her short hair framed her pretty face perfectly, just as I remembered for watching her at the parties. “We’ll have to fix what you’re wearing,” I said bluntly. She looked down and simply replied, “yes Sir.”
I motioned for her to come in and she entered, waiting quietly just inside the door. “Follow me,” I said, and led her into the living room; it had been set up quite basically, with a long couch against one wall and a rug in the middle of the room, a couple if small round tables completed the furnishings. “Stand on the rug, I want to look at you before we dress you.”
I sat in the couch with her standing in the middle of the rug a few feet in front of me. She really was beautiful, she kept her head tilted slightly downwards, light brown eyes focused on her shoes. She did not appear nervous or apprehensive in the slightest. I got her to twirl in front of me a couple of times so I could see her gorgeous butt. “Take off your dress, it’s not at all suitable.” She pulled her arms through the short sleeves and wriggled her hips until her floral dress fell to her feet. Underneath she was wearing a simple white bra and matching plain cotton panties, just as I had asked her Dom she wear.
I motioned to a small table at her left where a pile of clothes was nearly folded. I had thought about making her bring something to wear but had settled on getting her to wear Chelsea’s clothes. I had hoped it would make her feel degraded to wear another sub’s outfit. It was a small pile of clothes, she held up a shirt tartan skirt and a plain white top. Slowly she stepped into the skirt and pulled it up to her small waist, before slipping the white top over her head.
“You’re going to make a good slut,” I informed her after looking at her in my chosen outfit for a few minutes. I stood up slowly and approached her. Standing close on her right hand side I slowly slid my hand across her tummy. I pulled her in closer. She obediently stood still, eyes fixed on her feet as I placed my hand on her butt, gently but firmly squeezing it. I traced circles with my hand, feeling the soft tartan fabric between me and her panties. “You will do everything I tell you,” I whispered in her ear, “I own you now and I will do what I please with you.”
“Yes Sir,” she replied quietly but confidently. bahçeşehir escort
“Follow me,” I commanded and led her into the bedroom.
The bedroom was big. It was big but the only furniture was a giant bed in the very centre of the room. The bed had posts rising a foot or so from each corner. Laying on the sheets was a thin black leather collar, and long chain with a loop of the same leather at one end. “Sit on the bed,” and she did. I picked up the collar and secured it around her delicate neck then clipped the leash to a silver eyelet. I tied the other end of the chain to one of the posts of the bed. She had just enough chain that she could get about a metre from the bed but no further.
With her kneeling in the middle of the big bed, tied to the bedpost, I started to talk. “I have been watching you with interest for some time. You are endlessly beautiful and, from what your Dom tells me, devoutly obedient and willing to please. You are exactly the kind of slut I’ve been looking to have serve me. Your Dom would have told you already but, for all intents, I now own you for the next few days. I have full permission to use you as I see fit and treat you as I wish. You will remain on this bed, or the floor next to it. I may leave you at times.” I leaned forward and place my hand on her thigh. “You will serve me.” Leaning even closer I pressed my lips against hers. She reciprocated and parted her lips gently, engaging me in a soft but passionate kiss. I slid my hand up her soft, smooth, thigh until it was just below the hem of the tartan skirt. We continued to kiss as my hand moved under her skirt and around to her butt. She had an amazing butt, firm and perfectly shaped and I squeezed it gently through her cotton panties.
I pressed against her leg and reach up with my free hand to grope her breasts through the plain white top. I continued kiss her and grope her for some time. I wanted more, I slipped my hand inside her top and under her bra. She moaned as I groped her breast skin to skin. I can only imagine how degraded she felt having a total stranger kiss and grope her while chained to a bed in an unfamiliar place. I squeezed her firm breasts and pulled at her hard nipples. My hand on her butt found its way under her panties and I could feel the cool skin beneath. I desired her, I needed her, I stopped. “Get on the floor, on your knees,” I said sternly but softly. She obeyed and slid her cute butt off the side of the bed and onto her knees on the floor. The chain was taught and the collar must have been tight around her neck.
I scrambled off the bed and stood in front of her. Her head was at my waist, she looked up at me with her gorgeous eyes; she knew what I wanted. I reached down and unbuckled my belt, then unbuttoned sultangazi escort my jeans. Slowly, I pulled my cock from my pants, it was hard and throbbing and needed attention. I smiled down at her and she understood, leaning into me she gently licked the head of my cock with her soft tongue. She licked me slowly, working her way down my cock almost to my balls and then back up again. As she reach the head again she parted her lips and enclosed me with her mouth. It felt so warm and sensual and I moaned loudly as she took me in her mouth and circled my cock with her tongue. I grabbed her by her hair and pushed her head down, I wanted to know how much of my cock she could take, I longed to be deep inside her pretty mouth. She tilted her head back ever so slightly and I caught sight of her eyes, they were filled with submission but also with a hint of desire. Did she enjoy this? Taking a stranger’s cock in her mouth?
I pushed her head down and she took almost the full length of my cock in her mouth. She continued to use her tongue as best she could to taste me. I slowly fucked her mouth, I moaned as I felt the length of my cock slide across her soft lips. As much as I wanted to fill her pretty mouth with my cum I had other plans. I pulled her head up by her hair and withdrew my cock. “Back on the bed,” I commanded, she obeyed.
I kissed again, she tasted like cock. As we kissed and reached under her skirt and touched her through her cotton panties. She moaned as I pressed my fingers against the damp material. I started pawing at her breasts again but got frustrated by her top. I was driven by desire, I wanted her, I needed to see her. With her tied up I realised I couldn’t get her top off. So I reached forward with both hands and grabbed the neck line, pulled firmly and ripped the top all the way down. I had to see her. I needed to see her. I continued to rip at the top until she was completely free of it. She sat there in her bra looking beautiful and slutty. I unclasped her bra and removed it. She breasts were amazing, firm, perfect. I reach back under her skirt and felt her through her panties while I kissed and sucked her nipples. Her head tilted back and she moaned as I continued to enjoy her half naked body.
She was amazing. So obedient. So submissive. She had never met me but here she was, half naked on a bed, tasting like cock and giving herself to me. I was impressed how devoted to her Dom she was that she would obey him so completely.
My fingers on her wet panties hooked themselves under the led band and push their way under. She visibly froze as my finger found her dripping wet cunt. I pushed one, then two fingers inside her and she let out a sigh as I worked then slowly against her. I continued to finger her başakşehir escort and suck her nipples, she was such a good sub, she didn’t resist for a second. I withdrew my fingers and grabbed the band of her panties. In one quick movement I pulled them all the way to her ankles. She lay before me, panties at her ankles, breasts naked, wearing nothing but a skimpy tartan skirt.
I was thirsty. Without a word I climbed off the bed and left the room. I proceeded to get a drink from the fridge and sat down on the couch in the lounge. I sat and thought. She must feel so degraded laying there chained to a bed, naked save for a skirt. I was impressed by her submission and willingness to obey. The other Dom was lucky indeed, I just hoped he was enjoying Chelsea as much. Half an hour passed. I finished my drink and returned to the bedroom. To my pleasure she was exactly where I left her. Panties at her ankles, cunt visible under her short skirt, chained to the bedpost.
I pulled her panties over her feet and threw them on the floor. “Do you like serving me,” I asked. “Of course Sir,” she replied. I desperately wanted my chained-up beauty. I lay next to her and kissed her deeply. She didn’t resist and kissed me back passionately. I slid my hand under her skirt and squeezed the cool skin of her butt. I pulled her in close, pressing my hard cock against her leg. We continued to kiss as I touched every inch of her body, she was amazing. I stopped, stood up and took my jeans and pants off. She must have known what I wanted but she remained submissive. I wanted her naked, I ripped the short skirt down her legs and off her feet. She looked gorgeous, naked, chained by her neck to the bed post.
“Get on all fours,” I whispered. She obeyed and pulled herself up and over and presented her cunt to me. I could see how wet she was, I knew how it would feel, I knew this is what I had wanted for a long time. I positioned the head of my cock against her cunt. I reach up and pulled her head back by her hair at the same time as driving my cock deep inside her. She felt amazing! Wet, tight, warm. It felt all that much better that I didn’t have a condom on. I was barebacking her and it felt great. I pulled her hair firmly, the collar tightening against her neck. I fucked her. Hard. I was driven by desire and thrusted again and again driving deep inside her. All I could think about now was using her to get off.
I reached down and grabbed her breast and pulled at it while I pulled her hair and fucked her wet cunt. I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking as a stranger did everything they wanted with her, did she feel degraded, satisfied, ashamed? I felt myself reaching that point. I wanted to use her for much longer. But I remembered I owned her all weekend. So I came. I came deep inside her. My cum filled her cunt and I could see it oozing out between my cock and her cunt. She must feel ashamed, but she simply said, “thank you Sir.”
I left her there, laying in the middle of the big bed, naked, chained, cum dripping out of her. I would return to her many times that weekend. She was perfect, submissive, obedient. I couldn’t wait to trade for her again.