in His service

in His service

It's our first meet. My every movement feeling and thought has been consumed by Him for months before this. And now here I am, sporting the most plastic of smiles as I walk nervously thro the hotel lobby. A nameless receptionist greets me and as my bag is taken to the room I'm told He has requested I meet Him in the bar.

Smoothing my skirt with damp hands I walk taking deep breaths into the empty bar. My heart plunges thro my stomach after the spinning build up thinking He was here. I sit and order a stiff drink. Raising the glass to my lips I don't have to look up to feel His eyes on me. His whole presence fills the small room.

A tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. He tells me how beautiful I look and as I shakily sip my drink He laughs at my butterflies... He orders another drink and I watch Him walk to the bar smiling - honestly, why I was so worried?! - we catch up like old lovers -pleasent conversation, electric touches and the ever-present sexual throb... "I'm glad you have returned my property to me little girl" He growls against my ear making my legs weak "...and in such fine condition!" slowly stroking two fingers across the curve of my breast... I barely have time to slow my heart rate before He takes me by the elbow and leads me out...

Any nerves I had before are gone, His hand firmly on my back as we walk is both possessive and calming... Suddenly feeling it move to the back of my neck, tightening a little makes my heart pound.

The lights are off in the room. "Strip" is all I hear, my fingers fumbling at buttons, trying to untie, "girl you know not to make Me wait!" i hear a rip and my skirt falls to the floor, His hands on my shoulders pushing me forward against the bed. "girl you know what happens now..." i quickly spread my legs and bend over as His hand comes down hard across my skin. I yelp squirming "girl I am still your Master and you will do well to remember that" y...yes Sir I mumble "now kneel slut, and open that mouth wide"......

I've sucked cock before. The practice that I've had before now was limited and did NOT prepare me to please my Master. Being able to lick and suck cock was always a personal favourite act of mine, leaving me with a lot of freedom and oral playtime. That wasn't tonight. Tonight my tongue was redundant and my mouth used as a fuck hole till I was left sobbing, weak and licking hot sticky cum from my chin.

Wordlessly He picks me up cradling me on the chair "you did well little one. it's early yet but you did well..." i smile content in His praise as my eyes droop sleepily....

Early next morning I wake up smiling, the sun streams thro the room as i move to stretch....I try to and can't. My ankle is chained to the bottom bedpost. I panic, call His name, pulling on my ankle chain "ahhh you've woken up girl, and not before time!" He emerges from the en suite wearing just a towel and my clit involuntary twitches... 

Good morning Master, I smile weakly, moving to sit up. I gesture jokingly to the chain; I'm not going to run away Master!! In a flash His smile changes to a snarl and His fingers grab my throat "you are chained because it is YOUR PLACE girl not because it is My whim..." I gasp choking I'm sorry I'm so sorry "I know you are girl, and you'll behave now" He warns, fastening nipple clamps to my breasts "or these will not come off until I leave. Now do you understand that this is not a punishment girl? Your self discpline training has fallen by the wayside, these are a small reminder to you..."

I nod slowly biting my lip feeling them pinch my sensitive nipple tips... My skin prickles having Him so close to me, I lean towards Him kissing Him hard, His tongue darting and teasing against mine. The kiss grows hotter, I bite His lip urging Him for more as He pushes me against the bed, parting my legs, grinding against my naked pussy till i groan arching my back... His hands grip my ass pulling me against His cock harder and harder till I can't take anymore; please ohhhh Sir please take me... He laughs a deep throaty laugh and I feel a sharp pressure against my ass hole. A small silver buttplug.

"Now girl, we are spending the day in public. You WILL act appropriatly, you will NOT remove anything I have given you, and you will remember at all times, you are My property" I smile. I'm beaming infact...His property...His...

Downstairs a taxi is called, and as I sit uncomfortably in loose cotton, He talks quite matter-of-factly on the phone advising the caller of our plans. A table booking, at one of the most popular bars in the city. My nerves must have shown, He stands stroking my hair, leaning lower to whisper "make me proud girl, and remember your place". With that my mind is made up - beyond all worry, beyond any personal concern, this is His wish and my duty to fufill it.

I don't remember the decor, the bar or it's staff . My mind was fixed on being at a small table at the back, surrounded by suited men and their stunningly hot partners. His hand resting on my arm, both in possessive security and control, I'm sure, to stop me drinking too much wine. I was going to remember this night. He'd make sure of that.

By my second glass my mind spins. My nipple clamps are pinching me into an arched posture. He's talking to somebody. His back to me, He can't see my discomfort, the obvious pain.. Eventually the stranger leaves and He turns to me "ohh baby girl, go!, go remove them!, if it's too much then remove them. Come back smiling to Me" I don't hesitate. Loud moaning from my bathroom cubical cause several strange looks from other women... I return to His table lacing my arm thro His and whisper thank you Master thank you! He picks up His drink, downs it in one breath and leads me to the door... "girl I will never push you beyond what you know you can take. You have to trust that. Now get into the car..."

Back at the hotel room I strip automatically, twirling slowly smiling at Him. His obvious appreciation doesn't go unnoticed and as He comes closer I can't help but catch my breath in lust. Butterfly kisses on my neck make me purr, relaxing me against His hard chest, His hands trailing down to my hips and across my stomach, I bite my lip, His nails drag back against my hips, gripping, spinning me to face Him. 

Holding my face in both hands He walks me against the wall leaning against me, taking my breath from me in a kiss  fingers digging my skin... Hooking my leg over His arm, He pushes deep into me impaling me with one thrust. My nails dragging against His back, I cling to Him. "Dont you make a sound girl, and don't you dare cum" slamming me into the wall, bruising me, using me purely His pleasure, His fuck hole. My climax, if allowed, is not His concern. His hand over my mouth, His body pounding into my weakened frame till He shudders spewing hot cum deep inside me. He pulls out, suddenly letting me go, I slide to the floor out of breath.

"that was....satisfactory girl. Now stand, your Master has a gift for His pet"  my heart leaps and I stand shakily watching Him open a small velvet box. He pulls out three silver chains in different lengths with three small silver locks on each. One around my neck, the longest around my waist, and the smallest around my ankle.

"Now you are truely Mine girl in everything you do and everywhere you go." I can't help but smile. The past months, my life, was all for this. Everything I am and want to be is for Him. 

"Dont you cry girl, your real training starts now...." And I can't help but smile.