From: walexand@hemisphere.neocomm.net (Wade Mondegam)

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Subject: MRWADE.275 - Her Beginning - Chapter Two (D/s,ritual,M/f)

Date: 14 Oct 1995 08:05:20 GMT

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   MRWADE.275                                         By Master Wade








                                   Her Beginning


   


                                    Chapter Two


   


   


        "Now you may assume the position of the slave for your 


   Master," he said, zipping his pants back up, and stepping back to 


   look at her.


        The girl did as he requested, sitting between her feet, her 


   legs bent back, her back straight.  She placed her hands on her 


   thighs, her palms up.


        "When you assume the position for me, you will clasp your 


   hands behind your back, so that your breasts will be more 


   pleasingly offered to me.  Do you understand?"


        "Yes, Master," she replied, and quickly moved her hands 


   behind her back.  The effect was as desired, and her breasts 


   pushed out toward him.


        "Your wrists may be more conveniently bound in this manner as 


   well, when it pleases me to bind them.  Now, raise your head 


   slightly, so that your eyes rest comfortably on your Master's 


   crotch.  Some of the things that I require of you may embarass 


   you, but you feel no embarassment at being my slave, do you?"


        "Of course not, Master," she said.  "When I was in training 


   before, to the..."  He interrupted her.


        "I require no explanations from you, only that you do as I 


   ask.  Your former training has prepared you only to be more easily 


   trained by me, and that is all.  It is a convenience only, and I 


   will modify it at will. Do you understand?"


        "Yes, Master," she said, blushing a little.


        "What is your name?", he asked, walking around behind her, to 


   look at her from all angles.


        "Maria Sanchez, Master."


        "And you are Cuban?"


        "Yes, Master.  Cuban and now American."


        "Yes.  That pleases me.  And what is my name, Maria Sanchez?"


        "You are Master Wade, Master," she said, and the words came 


   as if they pleased her.


       


        "Yes.  And do you, Maria Sanchez, Mariposa, Cuban girl who is 


   now American, daughter of your Mother and descended from the 


    Cuban's, do you now present yourself to me as my owned and 


   treasured slave?"


        "Yes, I do, Master."  Her voice was clear and strong.


        "And this ownership you give me is complete, is it not?"


        "Yes, Master.  Complete and total."


        "And is it your intent and purpose that this ownership by me 


   include the gift of your service to me?"


        "Yes, of course, Master," she said, her eyes rising to his.


        "Straighten your back," he said, taking another drink from 


   the glass.  She did so.  There was a tiny rivulet of prespiration 


   which ran through the valley between her breasts.  This was not a 


   game, and she knew it well.


        "This service you give me, Maria Sanchez, it is not only that 


   you will be my fucking girl, is it?"


        "No, Master.  I will be that, of course, but my gift is much 


   greater than that."


        "Yes, it is.  Your service to me sexually will be extensive, 


   will it not?  It will provide for all my needs and desires?"


        "Yes, Master.  We have talked, and you know the things I will 


   do for you."


        "Yes, we have talked.  And these services you give to me are 


   mine at my command, are they not?"


        "Always, Master."


        "And you know that I will demand them of you, and that I will 


   take what I wish from you when I wish it?"


        "Yes, Master.  It is as I wish."


        "And fantasies will become reality, will they not, Maria, 


   slave girl of Master Wade?"


        "As you wish them to, my Master."


        "Tell me now your limits as you know them, Maria."


        "You know them well, my Master.  I have no desire for 


   branding, tatooing, peircing, or other modifications to my body. I 


   wish no torture to be done to me, except that mild torture which 


   you know and believe I may accept within my limits, understanding 


   that you love me and would never want to hurt me.  I am fearful of 


   your punishments, Master, and beg that you would be kind in them 


   and slow to deliver them.  I implore my Master to take no other 


   slave, for it would damage my ability to serve him properly. I 


   seek no cruelty or public humiliation at your hands or the hands 


   of those you would allow to use me.  Beyond these things I know my 


   Master to be a kind, considerate, and loving Master, and I give 


   myself totally to him for his usage, in all the diverse and 


   exciting areas we have discussed together."


        "My promise to you is this, Maria, slavegirl of mine: These 


   limits and any others which may expose themselves as we explore 


   life together will always be honored with understanding and 


   respect.  While your training may certainly involve the expansion 


   of your limits, it will never push you past them. With respect to 


   those things which you give me freely, you understand, as do I, 


   that I will revel in them, knowing that they are a constant and 


   abiding gift, unaffected by the rise and fall of emotions, and as 


   much as possible, kept sacred from the interferences which life 


   too often brings.  I will have no hesitation to take that which 


   pleases me, and expect it to be freely given, even at those times 


   when mood or whim may not suit you. Your pleasure will always be 


   of interest to me, and will be considered at all times.  But your 


   gift to me is unconditional and non-situational, and I will not 


   despair of accepting it as such."


        "That is all as it should be, my Master," she said, smiling 


   softly at him.


        "These things I will mention specifically, my slavegirl, for 


   they are out of the realm of normality for many. They are taboo, 


   and yet we wish them to be a real part of our life.  Else you must 


   deny it now, or qualify it as need be.  You will drink daily and 


   upon command from the fountain of your Master's release, accepting 


   his urine as nourishment for the slave, the act itself a beautiful 


   offering of your submission.  You will, as best you can now 


   determine your ability to do so, perform sexual acts with dogs 


   when and if your Master allows it, those acts most specifically to 


   include the sucking of dog cocks, the ingestion of dog sperm, and 


   the fucking of dogs.  You will, without question or complaint, 


   make love to other women for your Master's pleasure, sharing in 


   his enjoyment of the act itself, and desiring his pleasure in 


   observing it all closely and well.  This love-making will, of 


   course, include the eating of other women's pussies, as your 


   Master requires it.  You will, at and only at his command, service 


   other men sexually in all ways as required by your Master, both 


   singly, and in groups of reasonable size, this service to include 


   all the normal sexual acts which men desire of women, health and 


   cleanliness concerns always paramount.  And you will exhibit 


   yourself, or allow your Master to exhibit you, when it is his 


   judgement that such exhibitionism is prudent and permissable, to 


   what ever extent he desires, such exhibitionism to include he 


   performance of routines centered around stripping, masturbation, 


   and the performance of a variety of sex acts while being observed  


   by others.  Are these acts those which we have discussed and are 


   they those which you now offer your Master?"


        The girl trembled slightly and another rivulet of 


   prespiration ran betwen her breasts.  Her vulva was swollen and 


   pouty between her opened legs.


        "Yes, Master.  My gift to you includes the performance of all 


   those things.  I want to do them, Master."


        "And there are no qualifications or exceptions?"


        "None, Master.  And my trust is in you, always."


        He had grown hard again, speaking to her in this manner and 


   the desire for her was beyond expression.  But his desire was to 


   collar her before further usage.  So he continued.


        "Your service to me will include the care-taking of our home 


   together, will it not?  You will perform the duties of a home-


   maker, as they are commonly understood and accepted?  You will 


   give yourself fully to the maintenance of a way of life which 


   provides great comfort and satisfaction to your Master?  Is this 


   your desire?"


        "Yes, it is, my Master."


        "And your service includes the care-taking of your Master's 


   slavegirl, does it not, Maria?  You will feed his treasure 


   carefully and judiciously both intellectually and emotionally, 


   growing with him into individuals who never lose their ability to 


   be interesting and exciting to each other?  You will endeavor to 


   conduct yourself in all things in a manner which reflects credit 


   on yourself and your Master, and you accept his domination of 


   these matters, understanding that his love for you is boundless?"


        "Yes, Master.  This is also as I wish it."


        "And is it your wish to care for your Master in all ways?  To 


   be his companion, confidant, supporter, as he promises in return 


   to you?  Will you nurture him, always seeking the best for him in 


   all things, being slow to condemn and quick to forgive?  Will you 


   endeavor to avoid at all costs those things which would come 


   between you and your Master, or otherwise damage your relationship 


   to him?  As he promises the same to you?"


        "Yes, my wonderful Master.  These are also my desires."


        "And it is, then, your wish, that these promises both given 


   and taken by you and this Master, represent vows which are 


   considered sacred between the two of you, and to which you now 


   give your total and unwavering allegiance for now and all time?"


        "Yes, Master, it is."


        "Then I accept your vows, Maria  Sanchez , and 


   offer my own in return, that I will take no other slave, that I 


   will love, nuture, and care for you, that I will make our 


   relationship the most important thing in my life, avoiding any and 


   all things which might come between us.  I further vow that I 


   accept my role as your one and only Master, and that I will live 


   the life of your Master with complete and total dedication to it's 


   delightful and wonderful tasks, your delight in serving me, and my 


   joy in accepting your service, the keystones to our happiness 


   together.   These things do I vow."


        Master Wade took a thin leather collar from the drawer, and 


   placed it around the girl's neck, fastening it securely.


        "You now, and for all time, are the slave of Master Wade. May 


   all your dreams, and those of your Master, come true."


        Master Wade helped his girl up and laid her gently on the 


   cool white sheets.  With tenderness and emotion borne out of love 


   and the excitement of the moment, the Master/slave relationship 


   was consumated, as only it could be.





   Continued in MRWADE.276....