Straight Female / 37
I know that some people reading this will think I am a total pushover, but I am not.
I have given myself willingly to a guy, I will call him Steve. Steve was quite senior to me at work. One evening after work I was stayed late and before I let I went around to see who all was at the office. I ran into Steve in his office and we started to talk.
Out of the blue he asked me if I had a swollen pussy. I answered what the fuck and he walked over to me and grabbed me hard by the crotch, real hard and told me he was going to get my pussy so swollen that I would beg to get fucked.
He let go of my crotch and grabbed me in a head lock, with my face up to him and he drug me across the room and put his mouth on mine and started to kiss me. I couldn't break lose, he had me so hard that no matter what I did I couldn't get lose and he kept kissing my mouth and asking me why I had a pussy. The correct answer was to get on his dick, but it took a lot of time before I finally answered the way he wanted. By then my neck hurt and I told him so and he asked me if I had an asshole.
Again we went through the whole question and answer thing, with him repeatedly kissing my mouth and all over my face until I answered correctly that my ass hole was for him to fuck.
He wasn't going to let me go, and he told me he wanted a naked ass and for me to take off my shoes pants and underwear and kick them away, he wanted naked pussy. When I was without my pants on he drug me around some more, my neck was really hurting and I was whining and he asked me if I was going to get on his dick and I said yes, but to please let me go, I would get on his dick, but to please let me go.
He let me go and sat down and pulled out his dick, which was rocket hard and told me to sit on him and run his dick into my pussy and to describe to him what it felt like to have his dick going into me. When I had it all the way in, he made me repeat to him several times that this was his pussy and this was his asshole. He then went ahead and just fucked me and came inside of me.
The only way I can describe what happened after that is that I became his sex slave, my job was to have his dick in me every day, pussy or ass, but inside of me until he came inside. I also had other duties, household duties like cleaning his bathroom and making his food. I did it all, every day just like I was told. I signed myself as his servant with a five year commitment. Along the way, one Friday night he had me tattooed between my legs with "Steve's" on one thigh and the word pussy on the front of the other thigh and asshole on the back of the same thigh. He had arrows tattooed pointing to my vagina and my asshole.
I can't wear bikini bottoms any more because of the tattoos, I am a professional at my company but I am his sex slave. I served my five years of my servitude to him. When I was finally released from my bondage to him the only thing available to me was to remain his servant anyway. I never left him, I keep myself for him and still do all his housework and other menial jobs just like when I was his slave.
In all other aspects of my life I am totally free and independent. Some people know about my relationship with him, they know I am his girlfriend of sorts, they just do not know about who I really am to him and that he is my true master. Papers or no papers I don't dispute who he is and I will serve him for the rest of my life if he will let me.
I have given myself willingly to a guy, I will call him Steve. Steve was quite senior to me at work. One evening after work I was stayed late and before I let I went around to see who all was at the office. I ran into Steve in his office and we started to talk.
Out of the blue he asked me if I had a swollen pussy. I answered what the fuck and he walked over to me and grabbed me hard by the crotch, real hard and told me he was going to get my pussy so swollen that I would beg to get fucked.
He let go of my crotch and grabbed me in a head lock, with my face up to him and he drug me across the room and put his mouth on mine and started to kiss me. I couldn't break lose, he had me so hard that no matter what I did I couldn't get lose and he kept kissing my mouth and asking me why I had a pussy. The correct answer was to get on his dick, but it took a lot of time before I finally answered the way he wanted. By then my neck hurt and I told him so and he asked me if I had an asshole.
Again we went through the whole question and answer thing, with him repeatedly kissing my mouth and all over my face until I answered correctly that my ass hole was for him to fuck.
He wasn't going to let me go, and he told me he wanted a naked ass and for me to take off my shoes pants and underwear and kick them away, he wanted naked pussy. When I was without my pants on he drug me around some more, my neck was really hurting and I was whining and he asked me if I was going to get on his dick and I said yes, but to please let me go, I would get on his dick, but to please let me go.
He let me go and sat down and pulled out his dick, which was rocket hard and told me to sit on him and run his dick into my pussy and to describe to him what it felt like to have his dick going into me. When I had it all the way in, he made me repeat to him several times that this was his pussy and this was his asshole. He then went ahead and just fucked me and came inside of me.
The only way I can describe what happened after that is that I became his sex slave, my job was to have his dick in me every day, pussy or ass, but inside of me until he came inside. I also had other duties, household duties like cleaning his bathroom and making his food. I did it all, every day just like I was told. I signed myself as his servant with a five year commitment. Along the way, one Friday night he had me tattooed between my legs with "Steve's" on one thigh and the word pussy on the front of the other thigh and asshole on the back of the same thigh. He had arrows tattooed pointing to my vagina and my asshole.
I can't wear bikini bottoms any more because of the tattoos, I am a professional at my company but I am his sex slave. I served my five years of my servitude to him. When I was finally released from my bondage to him the only thing available to me was to remain his servant anyway. I never left him, I keep myself for him and still do all his housework and other menial jobs just like when I was his slave.
In all other aspects of my life I am totally free and independent. Some people know about my relationship with him, they know I am his girlfriend of sorts, they just do not know about who I really am to him and that he is my true master. Papers or no papers I don't dispute who he is and I will serve him for the rest of my life if he will let me.
