My house. 20:30. Wear nothing underneath your coat except corset, stockings and high heels. Be ready to suffer, and expect the unexpected. If you let me down tonight, you will be punished severely. Xxx
Emi read the text message carefully, several times. Expect the unexpected.
She was used to getting orders like this from Birch, there was nothing he
required that she hadn’t done before, but those few words filled her with a
sense of anxiety. That was probably what he wanted, he knew she hated not
knowing what was going to happen to her, and if she asked for more clarity, she
knew what the reply would be – “You don’t need to know.”
Just before 8 P.M. that night, Emi pulled on a pair of sheer black stockings,
checking to make sure the seams up the back were perfectly straight. Birch had
once punished her with 30 strokes of his belt for daring to be in his presence
with a crooked seam. Now every time she put her stockings on, she remembered
that night… She’d been ordered to drop to all fours. Birch had been silent,
inspecting her, nudging the inside of her leg with his foot to tell her to
spread her legs wider. The air was cool and delicious on her wet cunt as she
obeyed. Still, he said nothing. She heard the sound of his belt being unbuckled.
What would he do? She wished he’d speak. Unable to see, Emi had fully expected
to feel the head of his cock pushing into her waiting cunt. He straddled her,
but facing backwards, legs gripping her waist tight, standing upright. Emi
risked a quick glance to the side to try and work out what he was doing, then
her whole body jerked with pain and shock as the first blow from his belt stung
her arse and thighs. Immediately, she clenched her muscles to brace against the
pain, gasping as he continued methodically and silently thrashing her. He was
hitting downwards, not across, and he moved the belt from one arse cheek to the
other, making sure that her exposed cunt wasn’t left out. The leather cracked
across her most tender area, making Emi cry out, her fingers digging into the
carpet. Involuntarily, she humped up her back, and leant forward, anything to
escape those cruel blows. Birch spoke then, his voice even but firm.
“If you move like that again, you will get more. Back in your position.”
Obediently, Emi sank back down. She was crying now, quietly snivelling to
herself from fear and self pity. Birch took no notice. He simply carried on
methodically placing each blow until he was satisfied. Emi felt him step away
from her. She imagined him examining her marks carefully, head on one side, like
an artist looking for flaws in a masterpiece. She was afraid that, like the
artist, he might decide that he’d missed a bit, but instead of a paintbrush,
he’d take up his belt again and correct it.
Emi held her breath, not daring to move until he told her to. Apparently
satisfied, Birch moved round to stand in front of her. He bent down, putting one
finger under her chin and tilting her tear and mascara streaked face upwards.
His cock was hard, and Emi knew what he wanted her to do before he spoke.
“Suck,” he commanded, and Emi scrambled to her knees. She loved this part, loved
the taste of him, the feel of his cock in her mouth, the weight of his balls in
her hand. She loved the way he grabbed a fistful of her hair, holding her still,
pressing her forward til his cock choked her and she had to fight the gag reflex
as he thrust himself down her throat til her chin was pressed up against his
balls, her eyes watering, struggling to breathe as he fucked her face.
Abruptly, he withdrew his cock, leaving Emi gasping for breath, wanting it back
in her mouth, wanting to taste his cum.
“Stand in front of the fireplace,” he said, holding out one hand. Emi took it,
and he pulled her to her feet, steadying her as she stumbled a little. He took
both her hands and placed them wide apart on the mantelpiece. He nudged her legs
with his foot, signalling her to move them backwards and apart til she was
leaning forward, her weight on her arms, legs spread wide, cunt aching for his
cock in spite of the thrashing he’d just given her.
She felt him slip into her, whimpering slightly as his thighs pressed against
the burning, tender skin on her arse, bracing herself against his powerful
thrusts, then pressing herself backwards onto him as he fucked her hard. He
wrapped both hands round her throat, bending her neck and arching her backwards
until her spine screamed in agony and she struggled to breathe.
“Who do you belong to?” he demanded
“You,” Emi barely managed to gasp
“Who will you always belong to?”
“You!”
Birch pulled her back harder and held her there, quivering, impaled helplessly
on the end of his cock. Emi was, as always, aware of the sheer power that
emanated from him. She felt wetness fill her cunt as he emptied himself into
her, and shuddered with pleasure as she felt her own orgasm build. She kept it
to herself though, she knew Birch would punish her for daring to cum without
asking his permission first. Her limbs were trembling with effort by the time he
withdrew.
“Lick me clean.”
Emi once again sank to her knees, licking the coating of cum mixed with her own
cunt juices off his cock. She stood again, feeling the spunk start to run down
her legs, but Birch pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her. She laid her
head on his shoulder, breathing the warm scent of his skin, trying to process
what had just happened.
“Your left stocking seam was crooked when you came in,” he said. “The thrashing
was a punishment. I’m sure you’ll be careful not to make the same mistake again.
Now go and clean yourself up.”
Property, she was just property, a slave who willingly served her owner in
whatever way he chose.
Emi shook herself out of her reverie. She must hurry now. She wrapped the black,
satiny corset around her body, lacing it as tight as she could. Standing in
front of the full length mirror in her bedroom, she couldn’t help but stare at
herself, transfixed. The corset moulded itself to her curves, accentuating them.
Her tits were free and proud above it, before it narrowed down in sleek lines to
her now dramatically small waist, then flowing out over the sensuous curves of
her hips. Her smooth shaven mound and cunt were framed by the straps of the
suspender belt, leading down to the lace tops of the stockings that encased her
long legs. She put on her black suede high heels, marvelling at how good she
looked – and felt. There was a wildness growing within her, an awareness of her
own unbridled sexuality. She was Salome, tempting John the Baptist, she was
Cleopatra driving Marc Antony wild, she was Theda Bara, vamping men in silent
movies. She was every woman from the dawn of history who knew how to draw on the
power of her sex to become a flesh and bone goddess.
As she put her long coat on over her outfit, she knew this amazing energy would
start to wither and die the moment she entered Birch’s presence. His own
personal power would subtly challenge hers, knowing just how to tame and harness
the wildness and defiance that lurked within her, enjoying the game until he had
quietly reduced her to the slave who was obedient to his command, who endured
the unendurable, and who’s cunt became wet for him at only a word or a glance.
He was leaning on his front gate, waiting, as Emi turned into his street. She
checked her watch. 8.29 P.M. – she was on time. He drew himself up to his full
height as she approached, opening the gate and holding his arms out to her. Her
steps quickened as she hurried to him, feeling as she always did the fierce
surge of pride that she belonged to him. He squeezed her tight for an endless
moment, kissing her face and hair, before taking her hand and leading her into
his front porch.
“You look beautiful,” he said. “My own special girl. Now listen carefully. You
will remove your coat here. In my living room are two people who would like to
meet you. You will go and introduce yourself to them as my slave. Understand so
far?”
Emi felt herself go hot, then cold, as the words sank in. Expect the unexpected.
Birch wanted her to expose herself to two strangers. She felt herself shrinking,
panic building. Was he bluffing her? He’d done something similar to this twice
before, and she’d been so relieved it wasn’t for real that she hadn’t even felt
angry with him for doing it to her.
“Understand?” he repeated, his voice sharper.
“I understand.”
“Good. Coat off.” As Emi unbuttoned her coat with clumsy fingers, he continued
talking. “You’ll go in, stand in front of them with your legs apart and your
cunt in full view, and introduce yourself as my slave. And you’ll look them in
the eyes as you say it.”
Yes, Emi thought, He’s bluffing. Still, she had to continue playing her part. He
took the coat from her and hung it up. Emi took a deep breath and prepared to
walk through to the empty living room.
“Keep your head up, your shoulders back, and make me proud.”
Birch opened the door to the house. Emi could hear the TV on loud in the living
room, as it usually was. She straightened her shoulders, pushed the door open,
and stopped dead.
There were two people sitting on Birch’s sofa.



I got in the elevator and headed for the
ground floor, I walked past the reception desk to the door and out into the
chill night air, I was more than slightly perturbed, I turned on my heel and
started to walk away when a voice called
"Mr Newman ?"
I turned to see the receptionist at the door,
"I've just
had a phone call from room 324, apparently you've left your wallet
upstairs and would you care to collect it ?"
"Have I ? I'll pop back up
then." I smiled, and stepped back into the hotel lobby, I could feel my wallet
in my trouser pocket but accepted the appearance of having a genuine reason for
returning, I got back into the lift and a couple of moments later tapped lightly
on the door, it opened and Liz ushered me in.
"What made you
change your mind ?"
"I really enjoyed tonight it's been a long
time since I went out with my husband if I wasn't married I'd probably have
asked you to stay tonight, I realise that us kissing in the club was wrong but I
enjoyed it, so
"So am I staying the night or not ?"
"I've never been unfaithful."
"You won't be now, I forced you
into it - no guilt for you, we just spend a couple of nights together doing
things I want to."
"And the lease ?"
"Well I'll promise this, if we get to do all I want to do you'll have
the contract faxed through to your office before you get back there. But I get
to call the shots, you are if you want to think of it like this; you're my
slave, you do what I tell you to do."
"I'm not sure about this, I'm only
thinking about agreeing to it doing this because I want that house."
"That's fine with me, I want you with no strings attached." We sat in silence,
she fiddled with her fingers obviously nervous about our agreement.
"When do you want to start. ?" she looked even more
apprehensive, I slid back in the chair making myself more comfortable,
"You can start by removing your clothes." she didn't move, I
did detect a slight flush in her cheeks so I decided to clear the first obstacle
and added
"Now Slave !"
she kept her
head bowed, eventually she stood up and started to unbutton her dress,
beginning to expose her cleavage, she hesitantly pushed the material from her
shoulders and let it drop to the floor, she wore pale blue underwear with black
grip-top stockings, the bra was lacy and not really supportive just feminine and
pretty, the panties were high cut over her hips and stretched tight over her
body the dark area of her bush highlighted by the pale material which
disappearing down between the top of her thighs, a picture of loveliness.
"Do you ever masturbate Liz ?" she didn't answer
"I
think you must traveling around so often, do you have any toys with you ?" again
no answer but she lifted her head was about to speak, but lowered it again, I
stood up walked to the bedside table and started opening the drawers,
"That's private !" I didn't say you could speak or move, now
lie on the bed and don't talk." I found her washbag and opened it up she was
looking at me angrily, inside I found two vibrators, some KY and something I
recognised but had never seen in use,
"What's this ?"
"It's called a butterfly, it fits under my panties and vibrates."
"Remove your bra." she did, trying her hardest not to look
at me or to look seductive, her breasts were firm, smaller than I imagined and
had small nipples, which I noticed were erect.
"Let me tell you
what we are going to do together, but while I am I want you to play
with yourself, I want to see you suck your juices from your fingers and I want
you to make yourself come." Her hands didn't move she kept them at her sides,
her body was beautiful and I wanted to fuck her but I'd had a fantasy about
controlling a woman and I didn't want to spoil my plans.
"Now ! start by
pinching your nipples," she reluctantly moved both arms and held her nipples
between finger and thumb squeezing the bud softly,
"Harder."
she squeezed harder biting her lip
"Stroke your body and
continue to touch yourself, make yourself wet." as her hands started
roaming over her body I started to explain what we were going to do, her hand
entered the top of her panties and settled over her lips, I could see movement
through the thin material so I knew she was doing as I'd told her
"Firstly after you've come you're going to suck me until I am hard and ready to
come in your mouth," she made a sound I choose to interpret as anticipation for
tasting my spunk.
"I intend to fuck your mouth, your pussy and
your arse." I couldn't tell if was her fingers or my words but she
bucked her hips and gasped holding her breath I watched her fingers rub
furiously inside her panties and could see her eyes begin to go misty,
"Stop." she didn't and I had to pull her arm away from her
crotch, she moaned struggling to continue her ministrations,
"Remove your panties." she lifted her hips and slid them down, she had
a neatly trimmed very dark bush standing out against the pale skin that
surrounded it. I handed her the butterfly and told her to put it on, she clipped
the straps around her legs and hips and positioned it over her clit, taking the
control she turned it on to a low speed, I took the control from her and turned
it off,
"If you're good I'll let you come. Now I want
you to suck my prick." I pushed off my shoes and socks, stood removed my shirt,
stepped out of my trousers and sat on the edge of the chair. She knelt down
between my legs put her hands on my thighs and kissed them slowly licking up
higher until her mouth was level with my groin. Kissing the outside of my briefs
pushing her lips against the stiffness of my penis felt pleasant, she eased the
material down and kissed my shaft flicking her tongue across it until she
reached the head, she put her hand around my shaft and squeezing ran it up the
length whilst licking the tip, I was hard and not that far from coming but I
didn't want to come too quickly we had plenty of time, I pushed her away, stood
up and pulled the belt from my trousers,
"Put your arms behind
your back." she did as she was told and I bound her wrists, tightly
enough to stop her removing them,
"Now make me come using just
your mouth." she started sucking again, trying to ignore the sensations
coming from my penis I watched her head bob up and down, her cheeks concave as
she sucked and her eyes as they looked up to me, I turned the butterfly on
accidentally pushing it up to full speed, she gasped, and I turned it lower she
continued to work her tongue and lips over my prick but I could see her hips
rotating slowly as the vibrations worked on her clit,
"Take it
all in." she slid her mouth down further over the entire length of my
penis, I placed my hands on the back of the head and held her there, she
continued to flick her tongue over the base of my throbbing shaft which felt
devine, for a reluctant participant she was not being at all reserved. I
increased the speed of the vibrator, the pressure of her tongue on my shaft
increased, I turned it up again and wrapped her my fingers in her hair, I was
getting closer to coming, I lifted her head, bent down to kiss her and told her
to lie on the bed, I knelt between her legs and licked her thighs she was very
wet, I pushed my tongue inside her, I could feel the vibrations against my nose,
the combination of my tongue and the butterfly had her hips swaying. I picked up
the small vibrator licked the tip and eased it inside her tuned it on and
watched her face, she was struggling against the belt that bound her hands, she
looked angelic her face the indicator of her body's state of arousal I held her
hips down
"Don't fight it, let yourself come." I pushed
the butterfly control up to nearly full, her face contorted, she bit her lip and
stifled a cry as her body went rigid, I bent down to taste the slight increase
in acidity that orgasm brings, I pushed my tongue inside her vagina next to the
vibrator and there it was, a subtle flavour that is best savoured, it pushed her
over the edge again, she cried out, and I had to increase my pressure to keep
her hips on the bed, she emitted a deep groaning from the back of her throat and
suddenly a small jet of liquid hit my nose and mouth, it tasted divine, her head
tossed from side to side as her orgasm shook her, I pushed the butterfly to
full, saw her tense and arch her back, I realised I was bringing myself close to
orgasm, I knelt on the bed turned her head towards me and slide my penis into
her mouth, I leaned over and began sliding the vibrator in and out of her
soaking pussy, her body jerked and she tried to cry out her words lost around my
throbbing prick. I thrust hard into her mouth as she licked me, I swung my leg
over her and started to fuck her mouth, short quick strokes mixed with long deep
thrusts ignoring her attempts to move her head, I felt her body tense again, I
was so close to coming even in the obvious throws of an orgasm she was
continuing to lick and suck whatever part of my penis she could, I felt the
tingle deep in my groin and new it wouldn't be long, I pulled out leaving just
the head inside her mouth she sucked and ran her tongue underneath she was
trying to make me come
"I'm coming...."
"Swallow it...."
"I'm...." I thrust hard and deep into her mouth as I felt my
seed shoot from my prick I pulled back slightly and felt another squirt enter
her mouth, my head swooned, as her body jerked and she sucked me even harder, I
slid my prick out a little as her lips held me, a push forward and I pumped more
sperm into her mouth, I fell forward my hands landing on the bed driving my
prick into her mouth again, I tensed my groin muscle as another load was sent
into her mouth, the whole time she seemed to be trying to increase my pleasure,
her hips were still bucking and as I withdrew from her mouth she cried,
"Pleeaassee,......enough......" I turned the butterfly off and
watched as her body went limp she had a film of sweat coating her body, I bent
down kissed her and tasted my sperm as our tongues met, her breathing slowed as
we both calmed down from our orgasms.
I rolled her over undid
the belt and let her hands loose. She rolled sideways kissed my thigh
and lay on her back, I lay down with my head on her stomach, hooked one arm
around her upper thigh and felt the moistness there, found then held her hand
with the other, reveling in the closeness of shared intense sexual relief.
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