Creator: Martin L. Fletcher
Title: Becky’s Enslavement
Abstract: A girl’s introduction to consensual slavery
Key phrases: MF/F, bdsm, cons, inc, oral
ONE
Just a few days after my Sunday afternoon with MaryAnn, I used to be within the Sciences Constructing making ready for a late morning class. As I stood as much as start the lecture, I appeared out onto the classroom and noticed her sitting in an aisle seat, 5 rows again from the entrance of the room.
She was clearly role-playing a diligent pupil. A pocket book was open on the desk in entrance of her, and he or she held a pencil poised in her elegant fingers. She was dressed professionally in a modern grey jacket over a white shirt buttoned to the neck. Someplace she had managed to discover a pair of red-framed glasses, which she wore perched on the tip of her nostril.
She appeared up and caught my eye, peeping at me over the rim of her glasses, and gave me a secret smile.
There was no assist for it, so I started the lecture. I defined the rules I used to be going to display, and wheeled the gadget I might use onto the rostrum. I inserted an aluminum soda can, threw the switches that charged the high-voltage capacitors, and, after a dramatic countdown, activated the machine. There was a flash of sunshine, a loud bang, and the can was torn in two, ripped aside by the machine’s highly effective electromagnetic area.
This demonstration was all the time a crowd pleaser; even MaryAnn sat open-mouthed, a glance of shock on her face.
TWO
After the lecture I walked again to the place MaryAnn was seated and located her engaged in a one-sided dialog with the coed subsequent to her. She was leaning towards him, with one hand laid gently on his forearm, talking to him in low tones.
The coed, in the meantime, was staring fixedly in entrance of him, darting nervous sideways glances at MaryAnn. He appeared terrified to maneuver and was blushing furiously, his face coated with a advantageous sheen of sweat.
Once I approached MaryAnn’s desk, she turned away from the hapless pupil and gave me a sunny smile. “Darling!” she cried, loudly sufficient to be heard within the hallway.
“C’mon, you,” I growled.
“Sure, pricey,” she stated contritely, rising from her chair. As she stood I noticed that beneath her conservative jacket and shirt she was carrying a black leather-based miniskirt, sheer black hose, and purple pumps. I sighed inwardly.
As we walked out of the room MaryAnn fell in beside me and slipped her arm by way of mine. She clung to me tightly as we walked towards the constructing exit.
“What,” I requested in exasperation, “have been you doing again there?”
She appeared up at me and batted her eyes, the image of wounded innocence. “What?” she stated. “I used to be simply being pleasant.”
“Uh, huh,” I replied. I could not assist however grin. “In your info, that child is all of 19 years outdated and has in all probability by no means even kissed a lady. One other minute of you being ‘pleasant’ and he in all probability would’ve had a seizure. I do not thoughts for those who psychologically torture the freshmen, however please do not do it throughout my class. I do not wish to must name an ambulance in the course of lecture.”
“Celebration pooper,” she stated, protruding her tongue.
“Anyway, I am glad to see you,” I stated. She leaned her head in opposition to my shoulder and smiled fortunately. “However do not you see sufferers at the moment?”
“This afternoon is all employees conferences,” she stated. “However these are boring, so I am enjoying hooky. Moreover, I’ve all the time wished to see what it’s that you just do. I had no concept you had such enjoyable together with your bizarre science.”
“And,” she added with a smile, “I assumed perhaps I may get you to purchase me lunch.”
“Positive,” I laughed. “Why not? We are able to stroll downtown to the School Diner. The school eating room is nearer, however I attempt to keep away from that place. It is like town Senior Middle, solely with worse meals and never as full of life.”
THREE
After single-mindedly devouring her monumental lunch, MaryAnn sat primly throughout from me and sipped her beer with an air of satisfaction. She peered at me excessive of her glasses. “So Miss Priss is again from her convention,” she stated. “She’s been asking about you. I believe she needs to know when we will…get collectively…once more, however she’s too embarrassed to ask you herself.”
“I am a little bit shocked she nonetheless needs extra,” I replied, “contemplating what we put her by way of.”
“Are you kidding?” MaryAnn chuckled. “We dynamited the dam she’s been constructing round her actual emotions her complete life. Now her darker needs are working wild, and are at battle along with her innate prudishness. I believe I do know who’s profitable.”
“If that is true,” I stated, “I could have an concept about the place to go from right here.”
“Do inform.”
“Are you aware something about consensual slavery?” I requested.
“No,” MaryAnn giggled. “However I just like the sound of it.”
“If Becky agrees, she’ll grow to be our actual life, twenty-four-seven slave. She’ll don’t have any rights and no limits. Her physique might be ours to make use of nonetheless and each time we please.”
“Actually liking it now.”
“She’ll even be ours to make use of for home service: cooking, cleansing, laundry, and so forth.”
“Liking it extra by the second.”
“And, in fact, every thing that she owns–bank accounts, automobile, paycheck–will belong to us. We’ll pay for her care and feeding, however she will not personal property. She’ll be property. Our property.”
By now MaryAnn was blushing hotly, and he or she squirmed in her seat, apparently engaged in some type of internal battle. “Oh, sure,” she stated, her voice husky. “We’ve got to do it. We simply must.”
“I will write up a slave contract,” I stated. “You get the monetary paperwork collectively. I will come over on Friday night and we’ll put the concept to Becky, and see if she’s agreeable.”
“In her present way of thinking I do not suppose she’ll be capable of refuse.” MaryAnn smirked. “Moreover, I am fairly good at getting little Miss Priss to do what I need. By Friday she’ll be greater than able to go alongside.”
FOUR
It was Friday night time at seven after I rang the doorbell on the home MaryAnn and Becky rented collectively. MaryAnn answered the door. She was barefoot, carrying her light denims and a good white tank high, and apparently no bra–something I suspected was for my profit. She smiled mischieviously, and as I stepped in she wrapped her slender arms round my neck. Her eyes have been shining with pleasure, and he or she leaned in and kissed me ardently. I ran my fingers up and down her slender waist, and tweaked considered one of her nipples by way of the ribbed cloth of her shirt. She squealed with pleasure and bit me gently on the decrease lip, then pulled away a number of inches in order that I used to be wanting deep into her monumental darkish eyes. “C’mon, then, lover,” she stated in a throaty voice.
She took my hand and led me into the lounge. We sat down on the sofa, throughout the espresso desk from Becky. I put an arm round MaryAnn’s waist.
Becky glanced at me briefly earlier than reducing her eyes nervously.
“I do not know the way a lot MaryAnn has defined to you,” I started, “however what we’re proposing is a…change in our relationship. One that can have an effect on all three of us.”
Becky appeared up at me, her blue eyes vast.
“You will comply with grow to be our slave. Your physique might be ours to make use of as we want, you will obey all of our orders, and all your belongings–as nicely as your salary–will belong to us. In return we’ll present on your meals and maintenance. We’ll prepare you to serve us, and you will exist purely for our use and pleasure.”
“The main points are right here; learn by way of it so that you just perceive, after which signal it.”
Becky was blushing furiously as I slid the slave contract throughout the desk. She started studying, gasping sometimes as she learn the varied clauses.
Lastly she raised her head and checked out each of us in flip. “Do I actually must signal this?” she requested.
“You do not ‘must’ do something,” I stated mockingly. “However for those who anticipate to get any consideration in any respect from me sooner or later, you will signal it.”
MaryAnn leaned over and nuzzled my neck, whereas wanting tauntingly at Becky. She actually was good at pushing her sister’s buttons.
After an extended second, Becky picked up the pen I had laid on the desk and, with a trembling hand, signed her title on the road marked “slave.”
I pulled the paper again throughout the desk, and signed my title on the road marked “Grasp.” I then handed the paper to MaryAnn who, with a devilish grin, put her signature on the road labeled “Mistress.”
“Good woman,” I informed Becky. “Now, MaryAnn has only a few extra issues so that you can signal.”
MaryAnn handed Becky a number of paperwork referring to Becky’s accounts and automobile title. At MaryAnn’s instruction, Becky, after hesitating a second, signed all of them.
As MaryAnn gathered up the papers, she squeezed my hand and gave me a sidelong look, the corners of her mouth quirking right into a half-smile.
“Now,” I smiled at Becky. “We’ll be beginning your coaching in earnest tomorrow morning, however for now let’s set up a number of floor guidelines. You can begin by standing up and taking your garments off.”
“Now?” Becky squeaked.
“Now. All your garments. Off.” I grated.
Becky slowly acquired to her ft and started to strip. She started along with her denims, sliding them over her ass and right down to her ankles, the place she stepped out of them. She then slowly unbuttoned her shirt and allowed it to fall on the bottom. She hesitated for an extended second and checked out me plaintively.
“‘All your garments,'” I informed her, “contains your underwear.”
Becky swallowed and slowly undid her bra, permitting it to fall to the ground as her pert breasts sprang free. She then bent down and shakily stepped out of her panties in order that she was now fully bare.
“The primary rule you are to be taught,” I informed her, “is that whilst you’re on this home, the one merchandise of clothes you are permitted to put on is that this.”
I took a pair of thong panties from my shoulder bag and tossed them on the ground in entrance of her. She picked them up and checked out them apprehensively.
“Put them on,” I stated.
She bent over and slipped them on, squirming because the again of the thong slipped into her ass crack.
“Flip round,” I informed her.
Becky turned in order that she was going through away from us. The strains of the thong accentuated the curves of her bare ass cheeks, and the sight of the slim strip of cloth pulled tight into her ass crack was deeply erotic.
MaryAnn grinned with satisfaction and leaned over to nuzzle my neck once more. I may inform from the warmth of her breath that she was already aroused.
I ordered Becky to face us, after which walked over to the place she was standing. I held the pink leather-based slave collar I had bought for the event in entrance of her face.
“You are to put on this always in the home,” I informed her. “It’s going to assist you bear in mind your new standing. Learn the tag.”
I held the collar in order that she may learn the heart-shaped tag dangling from the entrance.
“Slave Becky,” she learn aloud.
“Now the opposite aspect.”
“Property of,” Becky gulped, and skim off my and MaryAnn’s names.
“Now maintain nonetheless.”
As Becky stood silently, I buckled the collar snugly round her slender neck.
“Now thank me and your Mistress for taking you as our slave.”
Becky hesitated, however, blushing, managed to get the phrases out:
“Thanks, Grasp, for taking me as your slave.”
“Now your sister.”
“Thanks, Mistress, for taking me as your slave.”
“Good woman,” I informed her. “We’ll begin your actual coaching tomorrow.”
“At eight o’clock tomorrow morning, carry sizzling towels to me and your sister in our bed room, and we’ll go from there. Knock earlier than you enter.”
Becky stared at me.
“What do you say in response to an order, slave?” I snapped.
“Sure…Grasp.”
“Now go to your room. Your Mistress and I are going to speak. Bow your head and say ‘Thanks’ earlier than you permit us.”
“Thanks…Grasp,” Becky replied, reducing her head. She turned and walked slowly from the room.
FIVE
After Becky had left the room, MaryAnn let loose a giggle. “Oh my God,” she stated. “That is going to be a lot enjoyable. What are we going to do to little Miss Priss tomorrow morning?”
“Simply what I informed her,” I replied. “We will begin her coaching. I believe you will get pleasure from it,” I smiled.
SIX
The subsequent morning MaryAnn and I have been nonetheless in mattress when there was a smooth knock on the door. MaryAnn stifled a giggle. I winked at her and swung my legs over the aspect of the mattress.
“Enter!”
The door swung open and Becky stood within the doorway, carrying a plate holding a pair of sizzling washcloths. As instructed, she was wearing a thong and carrying her pink slave collar, with the heart-shaped tag studying ‘Slave Becky’ hanging at her throat. She appeared uncertainly from me to MaryAnn, and opened her mouth to talk.
I held up my hand to silence her.
“Ah-ah. The primary phrases out of your mouth ought to be ‘Good Morning Grasp’ and ‘Good Morning Mistress.'”
Becky swallowed. “Good…”
“Bow your head, slave!” I snapped.
Becky shortly lowered her head and started once more. “Good morning, Grasp. Good morning, Mistress.”
“Higher,” I informed her. “Now come right here and get in your knees.”
Becky walked ahead, and sank to her knees in entrance of me.
“Sit again together with your ass in your heels,” I ordered.
As she settled again, I appeared down at her, admiring her perky tits and erect nipples–and the pink slave collar fixed snugly round her pale throat.
“Do not forget that place, slave,” I stated, “while you’re ordered to ‘kneel.'”
“Now,” I continued, “Bow your head, maintain the plate up, and beg me to simply accept the reward you are bringing me.”
Becky lowered her head and lifted the plate. “Please, Grasp, settle for this reward.”
I picked up a sizzling washcloth from the plate and wiped my face, then tossed it on the ground.
“Now your sister,” I ordered.
Becky turned barely to supply the plate to MaryAnn. “Please…Mistress…settle for this reward.”
MaryAnn checked out me mischieviously. She picked up a washcloth and langorously wiped her face, neck, and breasts.
“Simply toss it on the ground,” I informed her. “Our slavegirl will decide it up on her manner out.”
MaryAnn grinned and tossed the towel on the ground in entrance of Becky.
SEVEN
“Now, slave,” I informed Becky. “bend from the waist in order that your chin is on the ground and your arms are stretched out in entrance of you, and stick your ass all the way in which up within the air.”
Becky slowly bent over, rested her chin on the ground, and stretched her arms out in entrance.
I appeared her over. “Arch your again, slave. Stick that ass all the way in which up.”
Becky complied, arching her again in order that her ass was completely angled for what was coming subsequent.
I retrieved a ping-pong paddle from the highest of the nightstand, returned to the place Becky was kneeling, and squatted subsequent to her head.
“The second a part of your new morning routine is a few self-discipline to assist put you in a correctly submissive state of mind, and to remind you of your standing as a slave. First, I need you to kiss the paddle.”
I held the paddle in entrance of Becky’s face. She paused briefly, then closed her eyes and kissed it.
“Now lick it,” I commanded.
She appeared up at me, after which hesitantly caught out her tongue and ran it up the graceful floor.
“Extra!” I snapped.
Becky caught her tongue out once more, and ran it over the paddle as I moved it backwards and forwards in entrance of her mouth. After a number of lengthy minutes I took the paddle away and stood up.
I walked round to Becky’s ass and knelt subsequent to her. Becky started trembling with worry and anticipation after I yanked her panties down round her knees. The crotch of her panties was already moist along with her juices.
I raised the paddle and introduced it down on her naked ass, very exhausting. She yelped and bucked because the paddle smacked into her ass.
“What are you!” I demanded loudly.
Becky gasped. “I…I…”
I introduced the paddle down once more.
“You are my slave! Say it!”
“I am your slave, Grasp!” she cried.
“Once more!” I informed her, bringing the paddle down onto her ass once more.
“I am your slave, Grasp!”
“Once more!”
“I am your slave, Grasp!”
I continued with Becky’s spanking, bringing the paddle down time and again on her naked ass. By the point I completed, her ass was glowing purple and he or she was bucking wildly with each stroke.
I stood and appeared down at her. Her slender again was coated with sweat and her ass was cherry purple. I left her panties round her knees and turned towards MaryAnn.
“It is your flip, honey,” I grinned at her.
EIGHT
MaryAnn had been watching me spank Becky’s ass with a rapt expression, and her flushed face and tits confirmed her arousal. Smiling wickedly, she slid away from bed and took the paddle as I handed it to her.
“Thanks, Darling,” she stated.
She knelt subsequent to Becky’s head, grabbed her curls, and pulled her head up.
“Now it is my flip, Miss Priss. And I’ll make you scream. Now inform me once more what you might be.”
“I am your slave, Mistress,” Becky quavered.
“That is proper,” MaryAnn laughed. “And to ensure you bear in mind, I wish to hear you say it after each single stroke.”
She moved right down to the place Becky’s ass was nonetheless sticking up within the air. She appeared considerate for a second, after which grinned and pulled up Becky’s panties. She then put her hand by way of the waistband on the small of Becky’s again and gave it a twist.
Becky squealed because the again of the thong was pulled tightly into her crack. Her ass cheeks have been now totally uncovered, and he or she was held firmly in place by MaryAnn’s grip on her panties.
MaryAnn immediately drew the paddle again and introduced it down in a whistling arc on Becky’s already tender ass.
Becky screamed and writhed on the affect, however simply managed to gasp out “I am your slave, Mistress” earlier than the paddle got here down on her ass once more.
After that the strokes got here so shortly that Becky may barely reply earlier than the subsequent stroke. By the tip Becky may solely handle to shriek helplessly as MaryAnn punished her ass time and again.
MaryAnn lastly completed with Becky’s torment, acquired to her ft, and gave a sigh of satisfaction.
“That was exhilarating, lover,” she stated to me. “I’m so turned on now. What’s subsequent?”
“Sit down and watch,” I informed her. “Our little slavegirl is not practically completed but.”
NINE
I bent over and grabbed Becky by the again of the her slave collar, and jerked her upright. “In your knees, slave,” I growled at her. “We’re able to get into the subsequent a part of your morning ritual.”
Becky appeared up at me fearfully, her blue eyes vast.
“Every part else was only a warm-up, slave. Now you actually get to earn your maintain. You are going to suck me off. However not straight away. First you may take my balls in your mouth.”
Becky appeared up at me apprehensively, however leaned ahead and took my furry balls in her mouth. She gently swirled them in her tongue as I rested my fingers on the highest of her head and groaned with pleasure. After a couple of minutes I pulled her head away.
“Now lick the shaft, whore.”
Becky caught out her tongue, and started to lick the underside of my shaft from base to tip.
‘That is it,” I informed her. “Identical to a popsicle. Preserve going, you little slut. I will inform you when to cease.”
I let her proceed to lick my shaft for a number of minutes earlier than pulling her head away as soon as extra.
“Now, slave, I need you to pay attention rigorously. You are going to suck my cock till I come down your throat. However do not you dare cease sucking after I come; swallow it and maintain sucking till I offer you permission to cease. I need you to suck each final drop of cum out of my cock. Perceive?”
Becky appeared up at me and nodded.
“What was that, slave?” I growled.
“Sure, Grasp,” Becky stated in a small voice.
“Higher. Now get to work.”
Becky slowly opened her mouth and took in my cock. Her lips closed round it and I may really feel her tongue on the underside of my shaft. She started to suck.
“Eyes up right here, slave. I wish to see your eyes whilst you’re sucking me off.”
Becky gazed up at me, and I appeared into her blue eyes as she moved her head backwards and forwards.
“Oh, sure, that is good. Now take it deeper, you little whore.”
Becky squeaked as she bobbed her head and her lips moved additional down my shaft. She was nonetheless wanting up at me, desperation in her eyes.