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How You Became My Slave

Date: 10/28/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: SteveIsaac, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

look,” I say, and your eyes devour my naked torso. Further down, you see a bulge in my pants. You know what it is, but you have never seen “it” in person. Your lips curve into a smile as your hands greedily reach for my belt. I grab your wrists again. “Slow down!” I command, firmly. “Sorry,” you whisper as you look down at the floor. “I told you NOT to make me do that again!” I scold, as I grab a handful of your hair and jerk your face up. “I am sorry, Master,” you whimper, again surprised both by my forcefulness and by how much warmer your body becomes. This time, when you look into my eyes, you feel a trickle of wetness begin to run down your inner thigh. You blush, not understanding what is happening. “Let me show you how I want you to undress me,” I tell you. Making sure you hold eye contact, you nod. “Kneel in front of me, with your hands behind your back,” I instruct. You obey. “Now, watch,” I say. I kick off my shoes, then slowly unbuckle my belt and slide it through the loops of my pants. Taking my time, I coil the belt and set it on the counter. Then I unbutton my pants and slowly pull my zipper down. I push my pants over my hips, letting them fall to the floor. You realize you are staring at the bulge in my boxers. “Open your mouth,” I say, and you comply. When I pull my boxers down, my cock springs out. It is so hard that it is pointing up, and you can see the veins bulging along the shaft. The swollen head is slight shade of purple, and it bobs up and down ... slightly. You notice the tip of my cock is glistening wet with a small bead of fluid leaking out of the tip. “Stick out your tongue,” I command, and you do as you are told. I milk my cock from the base to the head, and a stream of liquid oozes out onto your tongue. “Taste it,” I instruct. You pull your tongue into your mouth, and taste my slick, salty pre-cum. It makes you even hotter between your legs, and you feel another trickle of wetness form on your thigh. “Do you like the taste?” I ask. You smile and nod, while holding my gaze. “May I ask a question, Master?” you inquire. “You may,” I respond. “Do girls have pre-cum too?” you ask. When I ask why, you spread your knees apart, revealing your wet thighs. “Oh baby, you are going to be such a good little slave!” I praise you. You smile at me, then open your mouth and stick out your tongue, like a little bird begging for more. “There is plenty of time for that my sexy girl, but now it’s time to get you cleaned up,” I say. “Go relieve yourself.” You stand, holding my gaze, and turn and walk into the smaller room and sit down. I tell you it’s okay to close the door; you smile and do so. When you come out, the shower is running and the hot water has already steamed up the glass doors. I extend my hand. You take it, and I lead you into the shower. “I am going to show you how to wash yourself properly,” I tell you. Looking around, you see several bars in the shower that look like small towel holders. You wonder what they are for. As if ...