I can remember when I wasn’t like this. When I hadn’t yet been fully subjected to this lifestyle. Sure there were times when I wanted it, but I could never find anyone to play the part I asked for. See I lived hours away from any source that could help me, and moving wasn’t an option…at least not yet. However my wish was granted at a moment that He caught me off guard. It all took place about five years ago, and I can still remember that day as if it just happened.

I was sitting home alone one day, as most days were back then, just wondering what I could do to pass the time. I figured I’d just listen to music and sit through most of my day, though unlike the rest, this one had a knock at the door. Getting up I moved off the couch and headed to the front door, only to find that a dear friend stood outside.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked.

“Just thought I would stop by,” that smile on his lips like it always was “And see what you were doing.”

“Well I’m not doing a whole lot myself, please come in though.”

Stepping aside I let him in, closing the door slowly afterwards.

“So did you cut another class today? It’s a little early for you to get out isn’t it?”

“Yes I did, it was an animated film and I didn’t do the homework, so I figured it was easier this way.”

“If you keep skipping classes like this, you’ll never transfer from the Junior College,” he said laughing softly.

“And you’ve been doing this for three years now, I don’t think it’s that healthy.”

“I know,” he shrugged lightly.

“But what would be healthy is a drink.” A smirk played over his lips after the comment.

“Sorry, I’ll get you something,” I moved to the kitchen and to the fridge. “So is anything new?” I yelled from the kitchen.

“Aside from working, no there isn’t anything new really.”

“What about your girlfriend?”

Carrying two drinks with me, I moved into the living room where he had moved to. He took off the zip up black sweater, now just wearing a skin tight black shirt. His sweater lay over the left arm of my couch.

“We were never really a couple, and I never fucked her. So I broke it off with her 4 months ago”. Setting down his drink on the glass table in front of himself.

“Oh, I’m sorry I had no idea.”

“It’s alright,” he reached for his glass as he gave a soft smile “Besides it was I who wanted to end it.”

“Why did you leave her? If you don’t mind me asking.” Taking a slow sip from my glass, the cold liquid moving over my tongue.

“Well,” he shifted in his seat as he faced me, his right leg bent with his knee touching the back of the couch, right arm up on the back as well.

“I just didn’t have what I wanted with her, or at least whatever we had, died. I know we weren’t together that long, but doing the same routine for a year wasn’t quite what I wanted, especially since we fooled around I missed our little games.” he raised a brow, tilting his head to the side slightly.

“Besides I thought you would have liked to hear I was free.”

“Why do you say that?” I wasn’t sure why he had said that.

“Well I know you have been wanting to get together with me for sometime now, but you weren’t able to because I had been taken.” he said smiling softly.

“Well that was a long time ago, and I was just a little curious what it would be like to be with you, though I don’t see how we shall get together now, I mean would you even want to?”

Tilting my head slightly curious of his answer.

Slowly he crawled towards me with a light grin on his lips, as I suddenly found myself pushed against the arm of the couch, shoulders pinned under his open palms.

“Wha…what are you doing?” I knew exactly what he was doing even though I asked.

He had this obsession with wanting to be a Master, my Master. The S&M lifestyle had appealed to him for a long time, but he was never able to engage in it as I had. Though I played the Sub role all the time, I never gave into anyone, even though I knew that I could be a switch but with my weaknesses I could be controlled. He knew of those weaknesses.

“I’m doing just what I want,” he ripped open my shirt exposing my chest, my breasts slightly jiggling as he lightly clawed at the space between them. “And I’m going to take what I want.”

It was like watching myself in a dream, though in the other persons perspective. He was taking over right now, he had both legs on either side of me, straddling my hips. I could feel how hard he had become. God he was so hard, I couldn’t believe it, I could see the front of his baggy pants with that tented look to them, the ones that when you‘re soft you cant really tell but once it‘s hard you can totally notice what lurks. I could feel it when he pressed against me as well. Then he got me right where he wanted me, by doing one simple thing. Pressed on my clavicle. My eyes shut tight as my head went back against the arm of the couch, I moaned and mewled, my body felt weak under his, and I couldn’t move. Taking a few long deep breaths I opened my eyes slightly to look up at him. His eyes were locked to mine as he examined the reaction and knowing just what control he had with this power he now possessed. I tried to speak but I couldn’t. Suddenly my chest ached for a moment, but then a blazing wave pleasure went through me as I felt his finger nails drag across my skin. I knew if he kept with it, I would start bleeding, but he wouldn’t allow that to happen, no he would take more care for the first time.

“Don’t move.” He spoke with an almost commanding tone.

Not quite believing anything would happen, I slowly sat up when I suddenly was pushed back hard against the couch once more.

“I said DON’T move.” Growling as he spoke.

I was afraid, or at least that’s what I wanted to believe. I know now that I wanted it to happen, that I had been waiting for so long for someone to come along and take over. See as a Submissive in the S&M world, and my own life, I never let anyone do anything to me. I never allowed them to please me in anyway. For one I never was interested in being pleased, and two, I got more pleasure out of pleasing other people.

I watched him move off me once again as he stood about two feet from the couch. His steely blue eyes pierced through me, as if trying to read my thoughts, my wishes. I gazed at his eyes for only a moment but I looked away, unable to overpower his look. I watched his hands as they started to move to his waist, then slowly to the front of his jeans as he was about to undo the button, though he stopped and grinned. Instead he removed his shirt, now with his chest covered with soft plush fur. I mewled softly.

“Remove my pants, but don’t use your hands,” the silence was broken as he spoke, slowly I moved off the couch as I knelt down in front of him, then gazing up softly.

“Good pet, now do it.” He commanded.

I looked down a moment, as my nervous mood was stripped from me, only to be replaced with that lust and desire, the grin on my lips as I looked at the button. It wasn’t a snap, one of those “through-the-loop” things, but that was easy for me to take care of. Within moments his pants were undone, which took a good deal of tongue work mind you, and I had then taken hold of one side and pulled so the zipper would undo as well. Now to take the pants off.

For that I bit softly below the rim of the pants on each side of his hips as I yanked down little by little. This took a moment longer than I thought it would, his pants were a snug fit to his lower body. Though soon they would fall under their own weight, as I slowly looked up from the carpeted floor up to find a lovely surprise, he wasn’t wearing anything under those tight but snug jeans. What really surprised me was he had just recently shaved. Then I looked up to he, as I rested my chin against his stomach, asking for my next command.

“What now, Master?”

“Oh my pet,” leaning down to caress my right cheek,

“My sweet pet,” lightly placing his finger nails against the skin.

“Never talk unless you’re answering a question.” Suddenly his nails scratched across my face, as I felt the pain of four lines on my cheek. He punished me, that I wasn’t expecting. “Do you understand, my Pet?”

“Yes, Master.” I answered quietly nodding slowly

“Good, now hmm what should I have you do next? Hmm, so many things I’ve wanted for so long, and now I have then all within my grasp.”

I watched him as he just thought slowly about what he should do. At that time I thought he was only planning what to do for that day and night. I now realize that she was planning every little session for the next few months, even years to come. Which is nice to know now actually. My gaze stayed on him, waiting for his orders, though occasionally I would glance at his body, amazed at how well toned he was. His pale skin held a soft glow as well, it was hard not to love it, but suddenly my thoughts were broken as lyrics drifted to my ears, “…fuck you like an animal…” oh yes, I forgot I left the music playing quietly, though this specific song was one of his favorites, Closer by Nine Inch Nails (c).

I watched now as he grinned widely.

“Yes, fuck you like an animal…” whispering to himself, though he wasn’t talking directly to me, more to one of his thoughts for the future, this had me shaking at that thought, yet wanting it to happen now. Which reminds me, something you must know: Not only did he have the power over me from my weaknesses, but also of my curiosity. See I was still a virgin at the time, yes at 19, I know it sounds strange, and you should have seen the faces on the men I told that secret to. As I said being pleased wasn’t something I wanted, and sex didn’t seem to interest me. Though there were times when I wondered what it would feel like, but those thoughts soon went away.

I hadn’t realized that he had been staring at me now. I blinked a few times just to make sure he was. Then I watched his lips slowly part as I knew his wish would be spoken.

“This moment will be for me, my Pet,” licking his lips slowly “It has been to long since I’ve felt any pleasure, I want to be reminded, and who better to do that than you? You are after all, the one who knows what she is doing.” He grinned.

He was right. I was told by many that I was gifted with the certain abilities, which was very nice to hear. I don’t recall any person I have been with or pleased that has said otherwise, but then again that is just what they say, who knows if it is true or not. I’d like to think it is.

Nodding slowly to what he said, I almost spoke up and asked a question of his, but I recalled what happened moments before when I questioned him, and I didn’t want to receive another punishment. So I just kept my eyes on him as I waited for hi, to tell me where to go, or what to do exactly.

“Now,” he looked up slowly to the couch as if pondering. “I suppose that will work just as well for what I want you to do. Now,” pointing to the couch. “I want you to lay down on your back.”

“Yes, Master.” Slowly standing I turned as the shirt I wore finally slipped off my body. I slowly took seat on the couch as I then moved to lay back on it. Eyes softly moving to her, wondering what she was going to do, though I had and idea of what it would be.

Slowly I watched him move to me, as he turned around, but why? I soon found out. He bent over as he started to slowly to gyrate his hips in almost a hypnotizing way, why was teasing me like this, also arousing my curiosity: What would he taste like? What was his scent? I had always wondered certain things about him, and wanted to do certain things for him for that matter.

He faced me as he lifted his right leg and placed it between my left hip and the back couch cushion. He held that dark little grin on his lips as he placed his hands to the rim of my pants, pulling down at them teasingly. I knew full well he wouldn’t remove them, and that he was only toying with me, building my lust. Soon he started to grind against me again, moaning softly as he did. My pants became soaked, as I felt my dampness going through my panties as well, as the fabric started to move constantly over my cunt, causing me to moan softly.

“God why?..Mmmm..”

He stopped.

He laughed as he started to paw at my stomach. I was going to ask why he stopped, perhaps even beg him for more. But that answered my question: he was only toying with me still. This however I was used to. Many times there were girls and boys who would grind their ass against my crotch while I held them with their back to my chest, odd how I wanted to just enjoy holding them, yet they were constantly trying to tease me.

“Enough toying around, it’s time to give me what I want.” He said.

Odd how that simple line made my heart beat faster than it ever had. Perhaps it was the conscience thought that I knew I couldn’t do anything about what would happen. Sure I could over power him, but I would end up hurting him in the process, and that is something I would never do to any man, for it was something I hated to see afflicted upon them. That pain. Where would I get such energy anyway? What could take my mind off what was happening?

“Now I hate to say, but this excitement has been growing inside me, I’m not sure I will last long, especially if you are as good as everyone says. But I’m sure you are.” He moved up slowly to my chest as she smiled down, god what a smile. “For now just make me cum, that is all I ask of you.”

I was about to respond with a “Yes” but I found my mouth immediately placed to his soft cock and balls. He had grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my head up, he wanted it now, that was evident.

My hands moved around to hook behind his lower back, as I pulled his body towards my mouth more. Slowly, like tasting a wine, I took a deep breath to get that hot musky scent from him. It was quite honestly like no other scent. This act though seemed to excite him, I could tell because the way he shivered, and moaned. The heat coming from him passed over my face, as I licked my lips slowly. I turned my head as I started to nibble lightly at his inner thighs, to tease. I thought this would get me punished, but he didn’t seem to object.

How odd it was though. I had done this plenty of times in the past, more than I could count. Though right now I was nervous beyond reason, why? Perhaps I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to please him, or worst of all, not get him to orgasm. Not having a man orgasm was one of the hardest things I had to deal with. Of course all men are different, I’ve learned that over time. There have been rare occasions when the man is just one of those few who can only orgasm while having intercourse, so that puts my tongue to just a long game of “Play till he wants it to stop” which was fine with me, I never complained and unlike some people I know, my jaw was never sore from it, and my tongue never tired in anyway. I could go for hours on end if I chose, in fact there were times when I’ve done…I’m sorry, that is off track, you’ll hear of this later, back to the story at hand.

The first lick was slow. I did this for both of us: for me so I could get that lovely taste, and for him to tease and let him feel the rush over his body. His legs shook as he felt the pointy tip of my tongue [which seems to be rare among people, but very very affective] run over that little sensitive slit on the head of his cock. Then once again I would let it lick up his length slowly as he began to harden under my tongue, though resting on the small little hole, before licking fast suddenly as if to flick it once. Then the licking started to go to a steady pace as he rocked his hips a little to the motions of my tongue.

My hair had become a mess under his grasp, each lick sent a moan from his lips as he tugged at my hair. I wished he would claw instead, but he was unable to in his current position.

I couldn’t believe this was real, was it? Is this a dream? My tongue flicked at his head faster and faster, as I found my lips around it sucking softly, then nibbling on it. His moans grew louder, almost drowning out my thoughts, but I didn’t care. If this was a dream, then I didn’t want to wake from it.

I pulled his body more to me, as he sat higher up my chest. My right hand moved down his left thigh as I used my finger and thumb to play with his now firm balls, as my tongue snaked up and down that hard throbbing shaft.

He bit his lower lip to suppress his screams of pleasure. Through all the pleasing though, I could have swore I heard him yell my name, but I couldn’t concentrate on what he was saying, even if he did. I was to focused on the moment at hand.

Open palms rested on my thighs as he leaned his body back, almost laying on me, but keeping himself up a little. His arms were shaking I knew he would soon lose his strength. I kept at it. I licked faster, then slow, fast, slow. A lovely rhythm that worked on most, and it was working with him, quite well I might add.

“Mmmm…OH MY GOD!” His head shot back as he screamed those words, as his body then leaned forward, hands pulling at my hair again, harder this time.

My eyes opened wide a moment, as a grin formed to my lips, but faded as I felt an immense heat coming from him now, then I found my tongue to be covered in his demon seed. It flowed over my lips, down my chin and neck. I swallowed slowly as I proceeded to lick him clean. Tongue traveling over his slit on the head slowly making sure to get it all, then his inner thighs.

“Mmmm.” licking my lips clean, gazing at him, knowing that there was that fire burning in my eyes. I wanted to do more.

Heavy breathing, from both of us.

“Mmm my Pet, that was…so good,” the look in her eyes was that of satisfaction and love. It was as if he just found something he had been looking for since he could remember.

“But Master,” sliding his hips back, as he moved to lay down, with his head resting at my chest, left arm up holding my right shoulder. “Needs to rest, so please just let me sleep for a while.”

I smiled as I nodded slowly, letting the images of what just happened run through my mind. It seemed like it went so fast, but I knew it hadn’t. I had done what I hadn’t in a while, and with someone that I have wanted to please for so long. Then my heart almost stopped as I heard him yawn with those fading words before he drifted to the dream realm.

“Tomorrow will be even better.”