Maledom
2010-08-28
Betty was scared, but not so scared that she wasn't actually there right now, in front of his door, ringing the bell. And how she came to be there, was quite surreal. And, why she was wearing the particular outfit she had on right now, unbelievable. It was all so incomprehensible to her, that she just blocked all of it out of her mind, and since it had been about 5 minutes since she'd rung that infernal bell, she decided it was time to ring it again. So she did!"Talk about BOLD," she thought to herself. She would never. . . .
Moments later, HE was standing in front of her, bidding her to step inside the palatial estate, and welcoming her back. Yes, BACK!Because, this was Betty's second trip to this mansion in the past 3 days. She wasn't a woman of great means herself, and just being here at all, was a shock to her system. But she took some deep breaths, composed herself nicely, and said, "Hello again, Mr. Fredericks. Thank you for. .
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. " But, he cut her off, "Just call me Sir. Alright, slave Betty?"That command, and make no mistake, it WAS a command, just like the other ones she was now in the process of 'obeying', made her melt. "Yes, Sir. ""That's good. " her new Master said, and ushered her to the stairs, just to the right of the kitchen entry she was so familiar with by now.
Her first visit to the Fredericks Compound, was simply to tag along with a girlfriend of hers, who'd been given an invitation to a company party here, last Saturday night. The invite stated that each guest could bring one other person, and so her friend invited her. She had a ball!Betty burned up the dance floor, she ate & drank a little too much, she just had a great time. At some point, while she was wandering around the main house, she heard someone in the kitchen as she passed by, and decided to investigate. That's where she met Mr. Fredericks for the first time. But, at that point, he had simply introduced himself, as Jim.
Jim was preparing something that Betty couldn't quite see from her vantage point, coming into the kitchen from behind him. But, upon further inspection, she found that he was doing something with a whole chicken.
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She enjoyed her drink, watching him. He took a long piece of string, and tied the legs of the bird together, and then around the thighs, to keep the legs drawn tight while it was cooking. He told her all this, as she inched in closer to Jim, 'for a better look'.
Jim quietly noticed her advances, and as most of his closer friends would have predicted, he took the opportunity to make an advance of his own. "This little recipe is the only thing I know how to make. But I think you'll like it, miss. It's called Thai Chicken. It's a little spicy, but. . . ""Oh I love spicy dishes!" Betty exclaimed.
Just the opening Jim was fishing for. . . "Well, I think you're quite the spicy dish too, Betty.
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What do you think? Can you see yourself, tied up nice and helpless, like this little chicken, and be at someone else's mercy, and control? Would you allow yourself the chance, and dare I say, the pleasure of experiencing such an interesting and exhilarating situation?"All Betty could do, was stand there in awe of this man, and nod her head, yes, yes, YES! How many years had she fantasized about just such a thing happening to her?And at 25, she figured she wasn't about to let this, perhaps once-in-a-lifetime opportunity go to waste. Jim stepped back, crossed his arms, and took a long thorough look at Betty. She was definitely well-built. Only about 5'2", Jim assumed, looking down from his 6'2" vantage point, she was remarkably well proportioned, in his opinion. Not BIG, but prominent tits, tapering to a very small waist, and an ass that wouldn't quit. Not to mention, Betty was a high school track star, and she had the firm legs to prove that it hadn't been THAT long ago. "Here's what you do Betty, Tuesday you. . . .
So, here she was, as ordered, right on time as ordered, and dressed as ordered, in a tiny black, backless, nylon mini-sundress that looked like it had been painted on, extremely high spike heels, and nothing, I repeat, NOTHING else. And when the word 'mini-sundress' was used, well, this little number gave it a new meaning. It almost didn't keep her legal in public. If she ever bent over to pick something up, she was sure she'd be arrested for indecent exposure. "If you're going to obey a guy, you might as well go all out.
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" she thought to herself.
Once up the stairs, Jim directed her to an open door, and she walked in.
She was startled by what she saw, and turned to run back out. But Jim blocked her path, and quickly shut and locked the door with a key he then quickly thrust into his trouser pocket. "There there, slave Betty. Don't be afraid. It's only some harmless bondage furnishings. You'll see. They make the whole experience a lot more fun. Relax. Let me pour you a drink. "Betty nodded nervously. She needed at least one stiff drink, to calm down. This 'room' was a f#@*^ing dungeon!. Every way she looked, there were thick wooden chairs bolted to the floor with hooks and metal rings riveted to every inch, there were bars hanging from the ceiling with what looked to her like leather handcuffs dangling from each end.
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And so much more, it was overwhelming to her.
"Just do as you're told, slave, and you won't have to worry about anything. Hesitate to obey instantly, and you'll be punished severely, I promise you. Understand, slave Betty with the nice boobs?"
Betty forced a nod, and bowed her head in submission to her new Dom, who was becoming more and more forceful as things progressed. "Now. Slave. Go over to that 3 foot high beam to your right, and kneel in front of it. I'm going to handcuff your wrists behind your back, and fasten you to the beam. ""Oh sir!" Betty exclaimed, "Nothing like this has ever been done to me before! But, I am interested. Just be gentle, I beg of you, sir. ""Do as you're told then. NOW!!"
The command made Betty tremble, and she practically bounded toward the beam. She knelt down on her knees in front of it, and almost instinctively draped her arms over the beam, directly behind her now. It was almost like she knew what to do before she was told. Jim saw this, and laughed.
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"Why, you're already an expert slave, slave Betty. Should I even bother telling you what to do?You seem to know already. "Now, for a split second, they both laughed out loud. "I'm sorry, Master. I just figured this was how you. . . "
"Never mind, slave. Stay just like that. That's perfect. "Jim walked over to a large wooden dresser, opened a drawer and pulled out an impressive pair of well-padded leather cuffs, with padlocks hanging from each cuff, which Jim opened with another key he had in his pocket. He wasted no more time, and quickly fastened the seemingly enormous 'manacles' onto Betty's tiny wrists. Once secured, he fastened them to each other with another small padlock, and then performed the same ritual with her elbows, securingthem so tightly, they touched. Ankles were next, and another huge pair of leather cuffs were used. But when he had locked the ankle cuffs in place, he didn't fasten them together.
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Instead, he pulled one, and then the other ankle to the two posts that held the cross-beam up that the slave's arms were draped over. The posts were about 6 feet apart, and the Dom looped a strand of rope through eyes in each of his slave's cuffs, and then pulled her ankles toward the posts so that when he was done, her ankles were then held at least 4 feet apart.
This also meant that the slave could forget about having any notion of closing her thighs to protect her female region. She was splayed open like a. . .
"Thai chicken. You remind me of a nicely prepped Thai chicken, slave. But I'm not quite done. Dom Fredericks brought out some more strands of rope. He secured his new slave's wrists tightly to the floor (there were lots of metal loops everywhere), and then, he brought around a ball gag to let the helpless 'chicken' see what was in store for her. "Oh no. No! Please Master! I'll be a good girl, I promise. Please don't put that on me!"The Dom loved hearing a girl say those words. His Dominator's heart was touched.
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And he realized at that moment something about Betty that he knew she didn't even know about herself. She had ALWAYS wanted this. He was glad he could oblige.
Just before the red rubber sphere was stuffed into this slave's wide open mouth, so that all possibility of speech was cut off, and the only thing her mouth would be able to do, would be to drool, the slave shouted in desperation, "My friend Norma knows I came here!"Norma was the friend that had invited Betty to come to last Saturday's party. "Oh, I'm sure she does, Betty. She's my Thursday slave. In fact, last Thursday, she was kneeling in the same spot you are, now. Come to think of it, when she was leaving, she asked if I would do the same thing to her next week. I think I will. And so, now, you will be my new Tuesday slave, if you come back next week. But, if you don't show, don't EVER show up here again as long as you live. Understand?"
Betty, the Dom Fredericks' new Tuesday slave girl nodded in complete agreement, and then was gagged for what seemed to her like a whole day. Actually, it was for only an hour and a half. The Dom also took the liberty of removing the painted-on dress, and the heels. Then, he made sure she would be looking forward to his return.
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He put a pair of small nipple clamps on her hard little nips, and said, "I'll remove those when I return. I want your nipples staying hard while I'm gone. " At first, the clamps didn't hurt, but after a while the pinching began to have it's effect, and slave Betty was SO looking forward to Dom Jim's return, so they could be removed.
When Dom Jim returned from who-knows-where, he unfastened the gag from the slave girl's mouth, stood directly in front of her, removed the nipple clamps, to the slave's screams, because they didn't hurt while on her, nearly as much as when he took them off. He slipped off his trousers to reveal not only that he wore no underwear, but also that he was VERY well hung, with an enormous cock, which was quickly becoming fully erect. "Did you enjoy yourself, slave?"The slave-girl nodded, YES! "Good. Now, it's my turn. "
And with that, the helpless, naked slave was once again gagged, only this time, with the real thing, and it went deeper. The Dom helped himself to a handful of the slave's short brown hair, and used it as a handle to control the tempo of her head, bobbing and swaying up & down, back & forth, all over his gigantic pole, to his immense delight. When he came, her head SHOT BACK, like she'd been hit in the face with a fist. The thrust of his explosive orgasm often had this effect on his subjects. He enjoyed seeing the look in slave Betty's eyes when he erupted. And, he thoroughly enjoyed the show, as she hung there helplessly, exhausted and spent herself, oozing jism out of her mouth, because it was much more than she could ever swallow. And you know what? She left happy. And you know what else?
She returned every Tuesday, after that.
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