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

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Subject: MRWADE.278 - Her Beginning - Chapter Five (D/s,ritual,M/f)

Date: 14 Oct 1995 08:08:55 GMT

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 MRWADE.278                                             By Master Wade








                              Her Beginning


   


                               Chapter Five


   


   


        "How much further now, Master?", Maria asked, as she 


   swallowed the remaining dregs of her Master's cum and tucked his 


   softening cock back into his pants.


        "Just a few more miles, actually. We're almost there. You are 


   a very good cock sucking girl."


        "Thank you Master. I love your cum."


   


        They drove the remaining miles in silence, and entering the 


   small town, he spoke to her of the buildings and streets, anxious 


   for her to know of them, but also anxious to finally have her in 


   his home.


        The house looked inviting as they turned up the hill into the 


   driveway from the street below.  Red brick with white trim and 


   shutters, it was not a fancy home, but the kind of home that 


   looked as if it would comfortably house a family and enjoy being a 


   refuge to them.


        The back yard was large and level, with green grass bordered 


   by large trees and flowering shrubs which afforded them privacy 


   from the neighbors.  Maria smiled at the basketball goal and 


   thought of her son shooting baskets there with his friends in the 


   afternoons after school.


        Master Wade took her on a quick tour of the house, showing 


   her it's rooms and sharing his plans for it with her.  It was 


   different from what she was accustomed to, but Maria could see 


   herself easily becoming at home there.


        "And this is our bedroom," he said, sitting on the side of 


   the bed and pulling her close to him as she stood in front of 


   him.  She smiled at his use of the word "our" and began to allow 


   it to mean the same thing to her. He slid both hands up her legs, 


   allowing his thumbs to catch the hem of her skirt and push it up 


   to her waist.  He gently kissed her thighs above the tops her her 


   stockings and pressed his nose against her crotch to smell her 


   through the panties.  Maria touched his head softly with one 


   hand, loving the feel of his lips on her legs.


        "You are a good man, Master," she said, lovingly.


        "Do you know what should be the first thing to happen to a 


   slavegirl who enters my home?", he asked, continuing to kiss her 


   bare thighs.


        "No, Master, but I think I'm going to like it," she replied 


   with just a trace of humor in her voice.


        "Well, a slavegirl with legs like these must immediately show 


   them, which you are doing very beautifully now."


        "Yes, my Master. They are your legs, and whore legs at that. 


   I will love showing my legs in your...our home."


        "Yes, and you will do that almost constantly, my little 


   tramp.  And I will want to see them spread apart, not only when 


   you are standing, as you are now, but with you on your back, or on 


   your knees with your ass up."


        "Yes, Master. I know. And I will do that for you whenever you 


   ask it."


        "Then do it now for your Master, on your back, on our bed, as 


   if you are ready to be fucked."


        "Yes, Master," she said, and as he released her, she crawled 


   onto the bed, sexily, assuming the position he had called for, 


   gathering her skirt around her waist and spreading her legs. Her 


   knees were bent and the tiny panties were pulled tightly against 


   her crotch.  "May I take my panties off for my Master?", she 


   asked, teasing the insides of both thighs with her fingertips as 


   he looked at her.


        "Yes, I would like that," he said, moving to the end of the 


   bed where he stood, watching her.


        "I will take it all off if you like, Master," she said, the 


   words unnecessary, but erotic just the same.  She tugged the 


   panties down her legs, removing them and dropping them in the 


   floor next to the bed.  Digging the tiny spikes of her red high 


   heels into the comforter, the slave spread her legs open once 


   again, her knees bent and wide apart, her crotch naked and open to 


   her Master.


        "You like showing your cunt, don't you, little whore?", 


   Master Wade asked. She looked so beautiful and so natural with her 


   legs spread and her sex exposed totally.


        "Yes, I do, Master!  I love feeling your eyes on me. I love 


   the way you look at me. I love to spread my legs, Master!"


        Master Wade unzipped the gray leather bag full of equipment 


   and took out his favorite cat of nine tails.


        "This whore cunt between your beautiful legs...does it belong 


   to Master Wade?", he asked, pulling the leather strands of the cat 


   through his partially closed hand.


        "Totally and in every way, Master," Maria replied, her 


   voice shaking a little.


        "I can see it, show it, finger it, screw it, use it, share 


   it...I can even hurt it, can't I, girl-who-is-my-slave?"


        "Anything, Master," she said, softly, her eyes focused on the 


   cat in her Master's hands.


        "Place your hands just on the insides of your knees and keep 


   them well-apart," he said.  She did as he asked, her red-polished 


   fingernails contrasting beautifully with the black stockings on 


   her legs. "Consider yourself bound, slavegirl...bound just as 


   surely as if you were trussed with rope and chains. Your legs may 


   not close, your hands may not move. No matter what happens you 


   must keep your sex exposed and vulnerable for as long as my 


   command binds you. Do you understand?"


        "I am afraid, Master," she said, her legs quivering slightly 


   as she spoke.


        "Fear, comfort, pain, pleasure...all these things are mine to 


   give you, precious fuck."


        "I know, Master...but my sex is tender, Master. You have used 


   me well since we first met.  Will you have mercy on your girl?"


        Master Wade swung the cat with terrific force, his arm coming 


   from behind him and overhead, slicing downward in a blur.  The 


   leather exploded against the comforter, just between her feet. He 


   watched her knees jerk inward, but only momentarily, her 


   instinctive reaction quickly and gratifyingly overcome by her 


   submission to him.


        "Master! I am afraid!!", she called out, her eyes wild, her 


   head raised up to look at him.


        "You were safe online, weren't you, my little prick teaser?"


        "No, Master! I have never been safe from you...I feared you 


   even there! I knew you could do this...I knew you would do 


   this...I knew I would come here and give myself to you. Don't 


   frighten me, Master!"


        "Have you ever felt a cat such as this one burn hotly against 


   your naked inner thighs? Have you ever felt a cat such as this one 


   firing it's thin strands into the soft inner folds of your swollen 


   sex, and felt your hips jump up in the air in response?  Have you 


   known the feeling of your hands continuing to hold your legs apart 


   in the face of such terror...of offering yourself fully in spite 


   of your strong natural urges to defend yourself from such an 


   attack?"


        "But Master...I.."


        "No, I know that you have not! And the menu of choices is 


   open to me, is it not, my quivering little slut? To hurt you, or 


   pleasure you.  To give you ease, or terror. These are the choices 


   you give your Master in his home, on his bed, with your legs 


   apart. Aren't they!"  He swung yet again, the cat flying through 


   the air again, landing this time closer to her exposed cunt, but 


   avoiding contact, mercifully, yet another time.


        "Yes! It IS, Master!!  Oh God! Do it!  Do anything! Fuck...oh 


   god...do it, do it, do it, Massster!"  Her head was raised, her 


   neck strained, as she now begged him to go ahead and do this thing 


   to her, to visit his usage upon her in whatever manner it pleased 


   him.  She pushed her legs further apart, making her cunt even more 


   exposed and available to him.


        Swinging the multi-thonged cat one more time, Maria's 


   Master stepped forward slightly, careful in his aim and in the 


   force of his swing, this time allowing the tips of the cat's 


   thongs to land directly on the exposed wet sex of the half-naked 


   Cuban slavegirl who spread her legs in front of him.


        "OhhhhhhGoddddddd!!!", she screamed, her head flying back, 


   her legs closing quickly and then splaying themselves again at her 


   urging. Her body twisted to one side jerkily and then righted 


   itself, as her head raised once more.  "Again!! Quick, Master! Do 


   it again!!"


        The arm rose and swung and the cat landed hard, this time 


   coming short yet another time, missing the wet cunt, failing to 


   lick it's tender lightning against the soft folds of girl sex.


        "Oh, Master! Don't tease! Do it..oh god..do it..do it..hurt 


   the pussy, Master...here it is...do it to me...do it..please oh 


   please, Master!!"  The girl's hips were pumping slightly now and 


   her legs moving in and out slightly as she hotly begged for him to 


   strike her naked sex with the thin leather strands.  She was 


   almost beside herself, still fearing what was to come, but knowing 


   her place in it all and wanting to take whatever her Master gave 


   her.  Her Master stood quietly, watching her.  "See it, Master?," 


   she teased through her tears, "see your girl's pretty pussy?  Do 


   what you want with it, Master! C'mon, Master...do it to me...do 


   anything...hurt it, Masssster!!  Please...oh god...do it..do 


   it..do it..make me take it, Master!!!"


        Master Wade flung the cat down and fell between the Cuban 


   whore girl's legs, pressing his mouth to her sex and french 


   kissing her cunt. His cock was hard and stiff against the mattress 


   beneath him, and he worked his hips, masturbating himself against 


   the bed, smelling and tasting and eating his slavegirl, his only 


   slavegirl, the only woman in the world who could make him feel the 


   incredible passions this woman could make him feel.


        "Unnnghhhh, Oh yes!! Ohhh, Master!!! YES!!", she cried as she 


   moved her hands from her knees and placed both of them on the back 


   of her Master's head, pulling his face more tightly to her 


   spasming cunt.  She felt his lips clamp down on her clitoris and 


   maul it, then his teeth scraping and biting at it. Up came her 


   hips as she fucked up at her Master's cruel mouth, openly 


   displaying her hungry passion for his usage of her in whatever way 


   he chose to provide it.  She fucked against his face, holding his 


   head tightly, screwing her Master's mouth, hunching her hips like 


   a tramp, wanting the sensations to last forever, loving the feel 


   of his stubbled chin and cheeks against her tender flesh.


        Master Wade felt himself growing closer and closer to orgasm 


   as the incredibly passionate woman who held his head continued 


   fucking her hips up at him, grinding her pubic bone into his nose 


   and mashing it, her grip on him tight and feverish, her slit 


   drenched with juice and saliva and sliding hotly against his mouth 


   and cheeks and chin.  Finally, he could stand it no longer and 


   pushed back against her hands, rising to his knees between her 


   opened legs.  Her hands moved hotly to her sex and began rubbing 


   it rapidly as she watched him unzip his slacks and pull his 


   throbbing member out into the open.


        "Unnnghhhhh Yessss!!!  Fuck your girl, Master!", she cried 


   out, rubbing her clit faster and faster.


        Master Wade fell on top of her, his hand guiding his cock to 


   the wet slit between the beautiful legs.  The head found it's way 


   easily and slid effortlessly into the deep hole of her. Supporting 


   himself by his arms on either side of her, he slammed his cock 


   deep into the girl, fucking her with true abandon, driving his 


   hips forward with all his might to shove his cock into her as 


   deeply as it would possibly go, making her body scoot backwards on 


   the bed, rattling the big mirrors above the headboard, trying to 


   make the head of his cock come out her throat.





   The Beginning