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Alexi is invited to the Master's Ball, but is in for a big suprise. |
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Rolling out of bed, blearily I made my way to the mailbox. Bills, ads, and an invitation; I wonder who it’s from? Opening up the gold lined envelope I pulled the invitation out, grazing my fingers seductively over the embossing on the outside. You are cordially invited to: The Master’s Ball Drayton Manor October 31 10:00pm until ??? My driver will pick you up precisely at 9:30 You must come alone Demi-mask provided at the door, must be worn Please fill out RSVP form and return in the envelope provided Drayton Manor…hmmm. That’s the Old Manor on the hill on the outskirts of town. Been there forever… Pulling out the return envelope and the watermarked paper, I filled out the RSVP form which only had a spot for my name and the date at the bottom. Signing and dating it, I slid it back into the return envelope and put it in the mailbox for the next day’s pickup. ********* The long, awaited day is finally here. Expectantly, I ready myself for the evening’s festivities. Sweeping my long, raven hair up into an updo, I leave a few whispering ringlets to frame my face and neck. It is a cool, crisp October evening. The autumn breeze fingers the ringlets in my hair lightly messaging my neck. Dressed to the nines, in a beautiful fuscia halterneck corset style party dress I wait patiently and a bit apprehensively for the Limousine to arrive. As the invitation stated, precisely at 9:30, the Black, 10 seat, Millennium shaped, Lincoln limousine pulls into my drive. At least I’m going in style, never been in a Limo before. An older, stately looking gentleman stepped out of the driver’s side presenting his hand to me. “I am your driver. Your invitation, please.” As requested, I handed it to him. Pausing to read it, “Nice to meet you. “This way, Alexi,” he said as he opened the door, and ushered me in. Wow! What a sight, the marble bar, mirrored ceiling, twin tv’s and dvd’s, stereo system, fibre optic lighting and a soft leather interior. Donning a half-smile, my chauffeur said, “The Master’s been waiting for you.” “The Master?” I choked. “Yes, Alexi. Master Drayton,” He replied in a voice that sounded almost serpent-like. “Waiting for me? Why?” I asked fearfully, not knowing if I really wanted to know the answer. “You will soon see.” With that declaration, he closed the door and returned to the driver’s seat. It was not a very long drive, but a scenic one. The maples and ashes had already started turning their beautiful fall colors, oranges, reds, and yellows mingled with some still green leaves. This made the drive a relaxing thing of beauty. Never heard this one before. Odd taste in music. Let's play master and servant Let's play master and servant It's a lot like life And that's what's appealing If you despise that throwaway feeling For disposable fun Then this is the one Domination's the name of the game In bed or in life They're both just the same Except in one you're fulfilled At the end of the day… -Depeche Mode Winding our way up the drive to the front door of the Manor, I was astounded by its old world architecture and the elegant stained glass windows. Stopping the Limo, the driver stepped out and came around to my door. Opening the door, he offered me his hand, helping me out. Hitching my arm into his, he escorted me through the massive front door. Once inside I was handed the mask and instructed to put it on. Not wanting to disappoint, I did as I was told. The mask was beautiful shiny satin, fuscia colored with well-placed feathers and jewels. I was then handed a studded leather collar that matched the mask. Rolling it around in my hands, studying it, I asked nervously, “What’s this for?” “It is the matching collar. The Master has requested that you also wear it.” “A bit odd, but ok.” My escort wrapped the collar around my neck, locking it securely. Where is everyone?” I asked sheepishly noticing a conspicuous silence in the old place. “I’m not at liberty to say, Alexi. The Master will answer your questions. This way please.” As he reached out for my arm, suddenly sensing that things weren’t quite right, I jerked away. Backtracking blindly, I bumped into the door. “I…I…think I’d better go now.” Reaching behind him, my escort pulled a long, ornate chord and a bell sounded. “Sorry, Alexi, you are not allowed to leave.” “What? Not allowed to leave? Watch me.” Spinning around I tried to force the door open, but it wouldn’t budge. I pulled frantically, cursing myself under my breath for allowing myself to be sucker punched. “Don’t fight it, Alexi,” my escort responded in a voice dank with resignation. Turning to face him, I glared at him. “I’m no one’s prisoner. I will leave if I want to.” He gave me that I-wouldn’t-try-that-if-I-were-you glare. “I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Still straining madly to open the door, I felt a hand come to rest firmly on my shoulder. A velvety voice breathed in my ear, “Alexi, you will listen to me now. This is not suggestion.” Turning to face the voice I spat, “And just who the hell are you?” I couldn’t see the upper half of his face, but his eyes…wow. They were most beautiful shade of blue. A girl could get lost in those. Gripping me firmly by the shoulders he asserted, “That is no way to talk to your Master, now is it?” Snapping to, my eyes searched his for a sign that this was all just a practical joke. “Okay, the jig is up. The joke is over.” “It is no joke, I promise you. You answered the invitation,” He admonished, glaring resolutely into my eyes with an arresting stare that was quite unnerving. Oh, shit! Just what the hell kind of trouble have I gotten myself into now? Writhing nervously beneath his bestial grip, my voice shaking, I blurted, “What the hell kind of party is this?” Without hesitation he countered, “This is the Master’s Ball. Tonight I reveal my new Pet.” Swallowing hard, I choked, “Your new Pet?” Hooking the ring of the collar with his index finger he hissed, “You, My Dear are my new Pet,” giving it a sharp tug. “No fucking way. That shit is not happening!” I spat defiantly. “Too late, it is a done deal.” he growled. Jerking desperately against his grip, I tried to escape his grasp. He held me steadfastly, one hand clawing my shoulder as he wrenched me in closer to his strong body. Tugging forcefully on the ring of the collar he drew my face closer to his. Gathering up all my strength, I shot back, “It didn’t say anything about this on the invitation. Just who do you think you are?” “Oh, I’m sorry,” he cooed as a devilish grin touched his lips. “I neglected to send instructions with the invitation. I guess I’ll have to punish you for that little oversight huh?” Producing the RSVP form from his pocket he handed it to me. “You signed the Slave Contract. I just neglected to tell you that it was written with invisible ink. To answer your question concerning my identity, I am your Master, that’s who.” My hands now trembling noticeably, I took the paper from his hand and opened it. Gazing down at the letter in my hands, its intent was made all too clear. “Oh, shit! This can not be real.” His eyes narrowed, blazing with erotic desire. “It is very real. It’s all right there in black and white. The contract is clear as crystal, My Dear. I am your Master and you are my slave.” Still staring in unbelief at the contract, my stomach knotted and my knees became weak. Click. Without warning he hooked a chain to the collar. Jerking fearfully, I tried to escape. “What the fuck is this for? Take this thing off of me!” Pulling forcefully on the chain, “I can see I have a lot of work to do. Come along,” he demanded in a voice dripping with carnal self-satisfaction. Whispering under my breath, “Sadistic, son of a …” “Thank you, so nice of you to notice,” he purred. Not expecting him to hear my accusation, his straight forward declaration made me tremble in terror. My mind spun out of control. I cursed loudly, pulling sharply against the chain. “Let me go! This is kidnapping!” “I was hoping to not have to do this, but…” Immediately he forced me to the ground. “Now, My Dear you will listen and do exactly as I say.” He clamped a chain around my waist that was fitted with wrist and ankle shackles and locked them securely in place. “Come with me.” Again tugging very assertively, he directed me down the long, ornate hallway. “Where are you taking me?” I enquired timidly. “The Training room. Now be quiet.” Stunned by his abruptness and not knowing exactly how to respond, I fell silent as he directed me to a room on the lower level of the Manor. As we entered the room, he demanded, “Sit,” pointing to a straight back chair against the wall. Bewildered from the events of the evening so far, I fell into the chair. Trying desperately to appeal to him to release the restraints, I held up the cuffs. “Are these really necessary?” “Yes, they are. Now, it’s time to go over the rules.” His voice was stern and uncompromising. “Rules, what? Let me go!” I screeched. “You’re in no position to argue. Now be quiet and listen.” Pacing back and forth across the floor he slanted me a commanding stare. “One, when I ask you a question, you will respond Yes, Master or No, Master. Do you understand?” “I do understand, but I won’t do it!” I exclaimed loudly. “My, my we have a ways to go yet, don’t we? Second, when I tell you to do something, you will do it immediately or suffer the consequences. Understood?” “Fuck you!” “What a nasty mouth you have on you. Time to wash your mouth out.” Pulling me up from the chair by the wrists he picked me up and turned me to face him as he turned and seated himself in the chair. “Kneel, now!” Standing in front of him with my knees locked, my arms crossed, and a determination to defeat him, I refused his command. Without saying a word, he rose up from the chair. Glaring into my eyes, he tugged sharply on the chain, forcing me off balance. Pushing savagely on my upper back he ordered, “Now, on all fours – hands and knees.” He seated himself back into the chair and demanded, “Crawl to me. Do not try to get up.” Astounded by his forcefulness, obediently, I crawled to where he was seated. I stopped a few feet from him, staring frightfully into his eyes. Jerking on the chain he commanded, “Closer. I want you right here between my legs.” Following his command, I crawled to the chair right between his legs and stopped. Grabbing me by the face, he raised me to my knees. Lifting my chin up, he demanded, “Look into my eyes. Do you know why you are being punished?” Still unsure about the predicament I found myself in, I stammered, “N-n-o.” “You are being punished for your disobedience and for talking back to me.” “W-w-hat are you going to do to me? Unzipping his pants, he pulled out his throbbing cock. “I am going to wash your mouth out. I will take great pleasure in cuming in that hot throat.” Forcefully grabbing the back of my head, he pushed it downward, “Open your mouth.” Quickly jerking back, I begged, “But please…How can you do this?” “Very easily, bad girls with vulgar mouths need to be taught a lesson. You are my slave and you will do as you are told. Now open.” As his lips curled into a sinister smile, I gasped in horror, as his fangs flashed “Oh, my you are a v…” “Yes, Dear, I am a vampire.” Narrowing his eyes, he hissed, “Now, stick your tongue out and lick it.” Fearing the repercussions if I didn’t obey, I did as he commanded. Opening my mouth, I ran my warm, wet tongue from the base of his dick to his pulsing head. Rimming the underside, I skimmed my tongue over the opening, licking teasingly, as I took his engorged head into my mouth. The tingling in my own body now reaching a fever pitch, I did my best to service him as commanded. Grasping my shackled wrists, he commanded me to use my hands and make it good or else. Carefully, I caressed his hardened sack with my hands. I gently encircled my long, black fingernails around it. Finding my way to a most sensitive spot, I stopped to push gently with my fingertips, feeling him expand in my mouth. Fisting my hair, forcing my mouth further onto his hard cock, he paused momentarily. “Listen and do exactly what I tell you. Understood? If you understand, moan for me.” Knowing that I had no choice, I moaned, humming softly, feeling the throb of desire pooling in my hot pussy. Mmmm-aster? “Relax and take it deep into your throat,” he commanded as he pushed my head farther onto his hard dick. Feeling the pressure of his throbbing cock on the back of my throat, fearfully, I tried to pull back. Twisting my fisted hair, holding my head in place, he demanded, “Do not try to pull away. I will not allow it. Just do what I tell you.” Erotic desire spread like wildfire throughout my body. Yearning longingly and knowing that he meant business, I did as I was told. “As you do me, I want you to look into my eyes. Do not try to look away.” He twisted my hair even tighter, pulling back on it. Trying to ease the pull, I raised my head slightly, gazing up into his blazing blue eyes, my lips still wrapped firmly around pulsing cock. Releasing the grip slightly on my hair he hissed seductively, “Now, time for my bad girl to get her mouth washed out. Suck me now.” Obediently, I slowly and deliberately slid my hot mouth up and down the length of his throbbing shaft, staring submissively into his eyes. Feeling his throbbing vein on my tongue, my desire became even stronger. He locked his eyes to mine, erotic pleasure radiating from them. Withdrawing his rod slowly, he let it slide to just in front of my lips. Releasing one hand from my hair, he presented his engorged head to my lips, “Take only the head,” he breathed raggedly. Forgetting momentarily, I looked down. With his free hand he again twisted my hair, pulling back. “I told you not to try to look away,” He panted. Obediently, I opened my mouth taking in only his pulsing head, continuing to gaze into his eyes. Sliding his hand back slowly, he pushed my head down further, little by little, feeding me more of his swollen cock. His commanding stare burned into me and a wicked smile spread across his face. Trembling with carnal desire, my pussy throbbed, feeling the strength of his swelling cock in my mouth preparing to pump my mouth full. “Take it, now.” Forcefully pulling my head back about an inch he shoved his cock further down my throat. Suddenly I felt my throat fill with a thick, hot liquid. I twisted, trying to pull back, but his grip was firm. “Swallow. Do not fight me,” he commanded in a domineering tone. Still struggling, obediently, I swallowed as his hot cum filled my throat. “Good girl!” He gasped as he released my head, pulling his cock from my mouth. His cum was hot and sticky in my mouth, causing me to swallow again. ******** “Stand up.” He ordered rising from his chair. Weak-kneed, I pulled myself up onto my violently trembling legs, my juices pooling between my trembling thighs. Reaching down he unlocked the restraints on my wrists and from my waist. Pulling me into his voracious body, his strong arms surrounded me, clamping me firmly. Grabbing the back of my neck, he pulled my lips to his smothering them with a hedonistic kiss that made my body blaze with desire. Sliding his free hand up my back, he grasped the zipper, pulling it down in one smooth tug. Trying to pull back, forcefully he jerked me closer. “Do not resist me. I will not tell you again.” The tone in his voice caused me to freeze in my tracks. Once unzipped, he slid the thin fuscia straps from my shoulders pulling the dress over my heaving breasts, down my waist, dropping it into a silken puddle at my feet. “Step out of the dress.” The command was stern and demanding, leaving little doubt of his full control. Bracing myself on his shoulders, I did as I was told. Quivering with lustful fear, I stood before him. With sadistic pleasure, his eyes traced my quivering body from top to bottom. “Nice...Strip.” In a quiet, trembling voice, I questioned, “W-w-hy?” His response was quick and firm, “Now.” My hands now shook uncontrollably. Slowly, I released the front closure of my lilac, floral design bra, releasing my plump breasts and hardened nipples. Still trembling, I reached down, unclasping each garter, pushing the belt over my hips and down to the floor. Knowing now that he had the upper hand, I stood there waiting for his next command. “The panties too, Dear.” Reaching down, fearfully I grasped the elastic on the matching panties. I rolled them down over my hips, dropping them to the floor. “Stop now,” he commanded. “Leave the stockings and the heels on.” Tightly grasping my hands he led me to what looked like a table with a black velvet cloth draped over it. “Up on the altar, now.” I blanched. Twisting my arms behind me he forced my shoulders onto the altar, delivering a series of stinging slaps to my vulnerable flesh. I writhed under his beast-like strength, trying to move out of his reach, but his grip was like steel. Holding me in place, I felt him press himself against me. Leaning in close, he admonished, “Do we understand each other now?” Stunned by the quick, sharp discipline, I choked, “Y-yes, Master.” “That’ssss it. Don’t you feel better now?” he hissed in sadistic pleasure. Sensing that it was merely a rhetorical question, I answered in the affirmative, so as to avoid any further ‘misunderstanding’ to my already stinging flesh. Thrusting suggestively against my ass, he released my wrists and backed away. Shaking, I turned to face him. Immediately, he picked me up and placed me on the altar. Squirming from the spanking I’d just received, I placed my arms on either side of me, lifting myself slightly to try to relieve some of the sting. Picking my legs up, he placed them on the altar and pushed me onto my back. Without warning he positioned himself over my now naked, trembling body straddling across my waist. His hard, demanding body pressed against me as he brought my arms up over my head, strapping my wrists into place. I could feel his erection pressing hard into my body. Looking up, I noticed the mirror on the ceiling directly above the altar. Oh my… Pressing even harder into me, he brushed his fevered lips from my neck down to my hardened nipple, capturing it in his warm mouth. Though terrified, my body responded to his lustful assault. His other hand lightly traced the he length of my body to my throbbing clit, stroking it quickly. I undulated toward him, trembling in terror mixed with overpowering lust. Sensing my escalating excitement, he climbed down from the altar and quickly strapped my legs in place, bent at the knees. Suddenly, out of nowhere, or so it seemed, appeared a very beautiful, naked, shapely, well-built female. Her breasts were perky and round, with erect, pink nipples. My eyes traveling downward, I noticed her narrow waist, and long, shapely legs that met invitingly at her furry pussy. “This is Simone. She is going to prime you for me while I watch.” “She’s going to what?” I squeaked. Sauntering over to where I was, she stood just between my shackled legs. “I’m going to take you for a trial run,” she purred as she licked her lips, running her hands up the sides of my thighs. “What?” “I’m going to eat you, of course,” she responded flicking her tongue at me. Moving her hands to my inner thighs she slid a finger into my slick opening. Slowly withdrawing it, she brought her finger to her mouth sucking my juices seductively from her finger. “Simone, do not let her cum. She must learn to wait for my command. You get her ready and I will finish her.” Neither one speaking another word Master Drayton motioned for her to begin. She knelt down at the end of the altar, peering at me from between my outstretched legs. As she slowly raised her body, I tried to close my thighs. “No, you don’t,” he hissed as he reached over my body, prying them back open. Kissing the inside of my trembling thighs, she brushed her warm mouth over my fur, sliding her hot tongue in between my wet lips and lightly over my hardened clit. With her long, slender fingers she separated my slick lips. Taking my swollen nub between her long fingernails, she pinched it lightly, rolling it around in her fingertips. She inserted her fingers into my hot cunt continuing her passionate assault. She fucked me rhythmically with her fingers as she slid her tongue lightly over my swollen lips, capturing my clit lightly between her teeth, thrashing it with her tongue. As she continued her relentless torture, sensing I was getting close, she gave my clit a quick lick. Removing her fingers, she gave my wet pussy a sharp slap. I groaned with licentious desire, yearning for more. Crawling up further on top of me, she kissed and licked her way up to my painfully erect nipples. Taking one nipple into her mouth, she sucked it and circled it slowly with her tongue as she took the fingers of her other hand and lightly rolled and pinched the other one. The fiery tingle from the pinch shot straight down to my aching pussy. Unable to control my responses, I moaned for more. I trembled lustfully as I watched her from the mirror overhead, mercilessly teasing my shackled body. Making her way further up, she pressed her lips against mine giving me a deep, passionate kiss that left me breathless. I could taste my essence as she kissed me long and hard. She then brought her breast to my mouth, pushing her firm nipple to my lips. Lost in the heat of passion, I sucked her nipple into my mouth. Teasing it with a fast, furious flicking motion she undulated toward me. Sensing her arousal, I moaned longingly in response. I could feel her tremble with excitement. “That’s it girl. Suck me,” she commanded, reaching down between her legs as she rubbed her clit. Removing her nipple from my mouth, she straddled over my face, lowering herself to just above my mouth. “Do me girl.” Reaching down, she opened herself to me. I could smell her arousal and see her engorged clit. I ran my tongue around the inside edge of her swollen lips, dancing a figure eight around her swollen clit. “Eat me now girl. Do not hold back,” she demanded breathlessly. Lowering her body further, I plunged my tongue into her, darting in and out in rapid motion. As I tongued her, she rocked her hips back and forth, her full breasts bouncing in cadence with her thrusts. “Do not stop, now. More, girl…I am going to cum,” she moaned her as I fucked her with my tongue. Sliding my tongue back, I rammed it into her hot pussy. Writhing and moaning, her body danced on my tongue. Now fully engulfed in the moment, I slid my tongue back to her engorged clit, taking it playfully between my teeth, sucking lustfully. Rocking harder onto my tongue she trembled, her juices covering my lips. “Ram it, girl…Now. Use that tongue.” As commanded, I rammed my tongue into her. “Ohhh, that’s it...” She writhed and rocked harder as her body exploded, her cum now flowing onto my tongue and over my face... Backing down my body, she traced her long, slender fingers down the length of my quivering body, “Good girl. You have done well.” Sliding off the end of the altar, she kissed and licked my aching lips. Standing up, she licked her lips as she spun around, leaving the room. ****** Writhing in painfully erotic expectation, I pulled against the restraints. The feeling of the leather straps holding me down only added to the lustful pleasure I was experiencing. Slanting me a feral glare, he circled the altar. Gazing hungrily at my struggling body, he purred, “Hmmm…what shall I do to you now? Answer me.” “Master, please…whatever you desire.” “Good choice, My Pet.” Producing a black candle, he lit it. As it started to drip, he held it over my trembling body. Still circling my naked, struggling form, he watched as I writhed and moaned, completely under his control. “What a beautiful sight, my naked slave writhing for me. What do you have to say for yourself?” “Master, I am yours. Please…” I moaned breathlessly. His eyes smoldered with desire as he traced his tongue seductively over his lips. “That’s it. You understand now don’t you?” Blazing with brutal desire I panted, “Yes, Master. I understand.” Seeing him about to drip the hot wax on my body, I struggled fearfully against the restraints. “Mmmm…Relax. I will not burn you.” Holding the candle over my body, he drizzled the hot wax over my struggling body. The warmth of the wax and the feeling of the restraints holding me firmly in place nearly sent me over the edge. Sensing my escalating excitement he admonished in a heated tone, “No, no. Not yet, My Pet. You can only cum when I tell you.” Reaching behind him he placed the candle on a nearby table. “But Master, please…” I pleaded. “You must listen to me,” He whispered in a voice laced with carnal intent. Now on fire with lust I breathed, “Yes, Master.” Sliding his strong hands along the inside of my thighs, he forced my legs farther apart, exposing my swollen lips. “You can not cum until I tell you, understand?” “Yes, Master. I understand…but…” I trembled, fearing the consequences, not knowing if I could hold back. “I will punish you if you cum before I tell you, do I make myself clear?” “Yes, Master. But…” “No. You will listen to me now.” The forceful tone in his voice excited me even further. “Yes, Master.” “Good girl.” Teasing me with his skillful fingers, he traced them lightly over my wet folds, lightly grazing my throbbing nub. Tracing lightly the path downward, he thrusted his fingers into my slickness, sliding them slowly in and out of my overheated body. My muscles squeezed hard around his thrusting fingers as I arched in response. “Very nice…” His voice dripped with seductive approval. The raw, burning tension coiled so tightly within me, I knew it was not going to take much more to make me cum. I closed my eyes tightly, biting back my full response as best I as I could. “Master, please…I can not hold back much longer.” Quickly withdrawing his fingers, he commanded, “No. Not yet.” Walking slowly around to one side of me, he brushed his fingers across my lips and down the side of my neck. Pausing to feel my pulsing vein, he leaned in close. “I can smell your blood. But you’re not quite ready yet…” My heart pounded and my eyes rolled back into my head. I was terrified, but so aroused, wondering what it would feel like when he did plunge his fangs into me. Returning to the end of the altar, I felt his hands slide down to open me to him. He slid his tongue quickly up my waiting lips. “Now,I amgoing to eat you, My Dear. But you must not cum until I tell you.” My breathing now quite ragged I breathed, “Y-y-yes, M-m-aster.” As he tongued my aching clit, I struggled harder to hold back pulling hard against the straps. Opening my eyes, I watched helplessly in the mirror overhead. Teasing me expertly with his tongue, he circled slowly around my tingling clit. Grasping it teasingly between his teeth he flicked it quickly. Twisting my hips, trying still to hold back I pleaded, “Master, please…Let me cum for you.” Pulling back just enough to let me feel his hot breath on my slick entrance, “Not just yet,” he purred. Now overcome with erotic desire, my whole body twisted and writhed. I moaned longingly for release. Trying to squeeze my thighs together to provide some friction, he reached out with his strong hands preventing me from closing them. “Bad girl, don’t try that again,” he asserted. “Yes, Master,” I moaned. Realizing fully that in no uncertain terms, I had better do it his way I breathed in deep, closing my eyes trying to divert my focus. Feeling his hot breath getting closer, the fire spread from my ravenous pussy outward, across my hips and down my backside. His tongue plunged into my hardened clit. Sensing that I was now precariously close, “Now, you may cum for me,” he ordered as he continued to give me the tongue lashing of my life. “Yes, Master,” I moaned. Unable to control it any longer, the command sent my body into an earth-shattering orgasm as my eyes fluttered closed. Still in the throws of the moment I cried out, “Master, please fuck me hard.” “That I will…” Impaling me with his rock hard cock, I felt my flesh spread, stretching around his huge head. A gasping moan escaped my lips. Desiring to feel all of him, I clamped around his large, hard rod as he plunged harder and deeper. Quickening the pace, I felt him position himself directly over me. Pausing briefly, he ordered, “Look at me when I fuck you.” “Yes, Master.” Obediently, I opened my eyes and looked into his. Never before had I seen such intensity and erotic pleasure. My legs shook uncontrollably as he stared directly into my eyes, fucking me harder and harder. As he stared intently into my eyes still slamming me hard, I felt the tension building again in my body. Panting and moaning, I writhed in painful pleasure under his powerful body. He pressed his warm mouth to my ear. “Cum now.” Arching up and thrusting toward him, wave after wave of savage pleasure racked my body. I screamed as he bit down on my neck, the orgasmic pleasure intensifying. “Don’t stop, Master. Please don’t stop!” Grinding up into me, his cock trembled within me pumping his hot cum into me. I felt his mouth release and the weight of his body pressing against mine. Laying there for a short while, he pulled himself from my body and gathered himself. Reaching down he loosened the straps from my ankles. Walking around to the side of me he loosened the others as well. Pulling me up by the wrists, he commanded, “Now listen carefully. I have other clothes for you to wear. You will put them on. Understood?” “Yes, Master.” “Stay here.” He turned around, walking across the room to a small armoire. Opening it up, he pulled out black satin bustier mini dress with a matching leather collar already attached. Walking back across the room, he handed it to me. “Get up and put it on.” Still weak-kneed, I did as I was told. Putting the dress on, he reached around and snapped the collar into place. I adjusted my stockings and bent down to reach for my panties. “No, dear, you can not wear those. But you can put the garter back on,” he said, handing it to me. Obediently I put it on. “The party is about to begin My Pet.” Pointing me in the direction of a small vanity he said, “Go straighten yourself up a bit. I want you to look fresh for your presentation.” I walked over and seated myself at the vanity. Releasing my hair from the updo I had come with, I let my long, raven hair spill down over my shoulders. Carefully, I brushed it, bringing out the sheen. With the make-up that was on the vanity, I freshened up a bit. “Get up and come over here to me.” Getting up from the chair I responded, “Yes, Master,” as I walked back over and stood in front of him. Clasping a leash to the collar he said, “When I take you out and introduce you, you will do exactly as I command. Understood?” “Yes, Master. I understand.” Pulling on the leash, “Alright, Let’s go. Just remember that any disobedience will be met with swift discipline.” Leading me back down the hall and up the stairs, we made our way to the Grand Ballroom. It was wonderfully decorated. Fog machines bellowed thick smoke that rolled gently over the floor. The music wafting through the air was haunting and quite enchanting. Pulling me to the center of the room, I gazed out at a sea of people. I began to shake. A bell sounded and the crowd fell silent. “Glad you could all make it here this evening. This party promises to be one of the best ever,” He announced as he scanned the audience. “Now it’s my pleasure to introduce you to my new Pet. Alexi.” Tugging sharply he commanded, “Kneel.” I dropped to my knees as ordered and the crowd went wild. Their enthusiastic smiles all flashed glistening white canines. It was then that I realized they weren’t people at all, but they were all vampires… Word of warning - Becareful what you sign.  Master, thanks again for your help with the oral exam...Just let me know... |
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