From: ShellNAL@ix.netcom.com (Susan Hall )

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Subject: Submissive Desires 5

Date: 16 Sep 1995 00:39:31 GMT

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Submissive Desires


Chapter 5


Written By:  Regina Michelle


Copyright 1995








Angel awoke to find herself alone in the large bed.  She had mixed 


feelings about her night with her temporary master.  She had explored 


the sensations of suspension and flogging finding that she enjoyed them 


immensely.  The knowledge of pleasing Markus was also very enjoyable to 


her.  The feelings of self-doubt began to flow through her at what she 


was doing though.  She was taught from early childhood to act like a 


lady, to control the desires that she had.  In less than a week she had 


went from a refined, successful young lady to Markus's slave.





She climbed out of the bed and took a quick shower.  When she came back 


in the room there was a white cotton dress lying on the bed with a pair 


of sandals.  She quickly put on the dress and sandals and walked 


downstairs.  She heard laughter coming from the parlor and walked to the 


room.  She gasped in shock at the sight of Markus sitting in an 


over-sized chair and a young brunette taking him deep into her mouth.  


Markus smiled and waved her over.  Angel turned and fled from the room.





Markus stood up and quickly rearranged his clothes.  He ran after Angel 


finally catching her at the front door.  "Angel, you will explain your 


behavior now", he demanded angrily.  She stopped and turned around to 


face him.  "I can't deal with this Markus," she screamed in anger.  


Markus looked at her sadly," What are you saying Angel", he questioned. 


 "I'm saying this thing is over", she said softly.  "Angel, you're just 


doubting your submissiveness", he stated soothingly.  "No, what I'm 


saying is I want to forget this ever happened", she stated losing 


control of her emotions.  "Angel, I really didn't want to do this", he 


sighed," you leave me no choice".





Markus pulled Angel to him firmly holding on to her in spite of her 


struggles.  He led her to his borrowed room and quickly cuffed her to 


the bed.  "Markus, stop this it isn't a game anymore", she cried loudly. 


 "Angel, you don't understand this now", he sighed, " someday you will". 


 "What are you talking about, "she demanded," Markus let me up Now!!"  


Markus smiled down on her sadly and then left the room.  A few minutes 


later Paul was standing above her looking down at her in sadness.





"Markus really cares for you Angel", he stated," sending you to the 


community was the last thing he wanted to do.  He looked into her eyes," 


You have to understand Angel, we have a very private community here," he 


paused," we can't allow anyone to disrupt it".  A heavy set female 


walked into the room", Sir are we ready", She questioned softly.  Paul 


looked at Angel," Once you have learned to accept this way of life 


Angel, we will bring you back with no hard feelings".  He moved back and 


Angel noticed the woman held a syringe.  Angel screamed as the woman 


advanced.  She quickly injected Angel with the sedative.  "I'm truly 


sorry Angel", Paul stated as Angel fell asleep.








Markus walked back in the room to stand by his friend.  Paul squeezed 


his shoulder," I'm truly sorry Markus", he stated sincerely.  "So am I 


my friend", Markus said as he lifted Angel's limp body. They walked to 


the awaiting plane and Markus arranged Angel in the seat.  He cuffed her 


wrists to the arm rests and her legs to the hooks in the floor.  "Sir, 


are there any conditions that I should make the Lord aware of", the 


young attendant questioned.  Markus looked down on Angel sadly," Please 


tell him she is very special to me", he said softly.  Markus handed her 


the keys to the cuffs and quickly walked off the plane before he changed 


his mind.  Paul walked with him back to the mansion as the craft took 


off.





Angel awoke to find herself in a soft bed, feeling as if she was 


floating.  She tried to stretch her arms but gasped when she found they 


were bound.  Her feet were also bound and her clothing had been removed. 


 She cried out, struggling against the bonds.  A tall serving girl 


walked into the room.  She was dark in complexion and she was nude as 


well.  Her wrist were encased in black cuffs attached by a chain to her 


leather collar.  She smiled down on Angel. " I am Cara", the serving 


girl said warmly," I am glad you have finally awakened.  "Where am I", 


Angel questioned fearfully.  "Please... ", the girl said fear lacing her 


voice," I cannot tell you".  She removed the cuffs from Angels wrists 


and ankles," There are guards outside who will take you to our Lord", 


she whispered.  





Angel stood up slowly and glanced around the room.  It was elegantly 


furnished she noticed.  The carpet was plush white, as was the 


chest-of-drawers and leather sitting couch.  The bed she was in was 


canopied and the white curtains that surrounded the bed had been pulled 


back.  She looked down and noticed that the serving girls ankles were 


also enclosed in black leather with a small silver chain that only 


allowed her to move at a slow pace.  The shock must have shown on Angels 


face for the girl smiled soothingly at her.  "Cara, I'm ready to meet 


your Lord," she stated sounding braver than she felt.  "He is your Lord 


now as well", the girl whispered opening the door.





The two guards grasped both of her arms as she walked out and Angel 


gasped.  She struggled until she realized that it was futile.  The led 


her down a huge hallway stopping in front of two huge golden doors.  One 


of the men knocked and then they escorted her inside.  The room was a 


bedroom in striking contrasts of Black and chrome.  There was a circular 


bed covered with a black silken comforter.  There were all kinds of 


different whips and crops hanging on the walls and other objects that 


Angel had never seen.  The carpet was a plush black, as were the leather 


couch and chairs.  Then she noticed the tall warrior like man waiting by 


the window.  His back turned to Angel.





The two guards held Angel immobile keeping silent.  "You may leave her", 


the man stated with authority.  Still he did not turn to face her.  


Angel stood there in indecision and finally decided to speak," Who are 


you", she demanded.  His shoulders tensed and he turned toward her.  He 


was Satan, she guessed.  His strong features looked as if they were 


carved of stone.  His black hair hung to his waist, his deep blue eyes 


were cold and unfeeling.  





"You will not question me, Girl", he stated calmly," if there is 


something I wish to tell you then I will do so."  He looked her over 


critically and pulled down a leather slapper crop from the wall.  He 


walked over to her," Do you not know how to stand Girl", he questioned. 


 Fearfully Angel stood in the position Markus had taught her.  He walked 


in front of her pulling her hair back harshly.  Angel cried out in pain 


and he slapped her with the crop.  He let go of her hair and cupped her 


full breast roughly, she tensed and tried to pull away.  He held grasped 


a nipple tugging her back, she screamed at the burning pain.  





His hand slid down to her sex and pulled on the hair there.  "This will 


be removed", he stated, "and should you ever pull away from me again you 


will know my wrath".  He grabbed her arm and led her into a huge 


bathroom.  There was a chair there like the one in her gynecologists 


office and she gasped.  He forced her into the chair and strapped her 


arms down to the arm rests.  He spread her legs and strapped them into 


the stirrups.  Then he knelt in between her legs to gaze intimately upon 


her sex.  She squirmed to no avail then began to cry softly.





He stood up and opened the medicine chest.  He pulled out shaving cream, 


electric razor, and also a disposable razor. He knelt back between her 


legs grabbing the electric shaving shears and began removing what he 


could of her pubic hair.  Then  he turned on the water and pulled out a 


rag soaking it under the warm stream.  He moved the rag to her sex and 


let the moisture drip between her legs.  He removed the rag and then 


placed shaving cream lavishly on her hair covered sex.  Then with slow 


precision he began shaving her until she was completely smooth.  He wet 


the rag again and began removing all the traces of hair and shaving 


cream.





When he was finished Angel was shaking in embarrassment.  He smiled 


then, the first smile she had seen from him.  He reached into the 


medicine chest pulling out a small vial of breath drops.  Angel looked 


at him in confusion and his smile broadened. He opened the vial and 


placed a few drops inside her sex.  After a few seconds Angel cried out 


at the deep burning sensation. He watched her face carefully loving the 


expression of pain that crossed her face.  He lowered his head and began 


to taste her sex.  She arched up into his mouth wanting only the relief 


from the burning sensation.  Soon she was writhing in pain and pleasure. 


 He continued his assault until she came forcefully.





Angel sat in the chair gasping from the sensation, then she looked at 


him in confusion.  He walked out of the room and came back with a large 


anal butt plug from the end of it hung strands of white ribbon. " You 


will wear this until I decide otherwise", he stated.  He inserted it 


into her sex for lubrication then slowly worked it into her tight 


orifice.  It was very large and uncomfortable, she could feel her 


muscles stretching against it.  He unstrapped her from the chair and 


pulled her up roughly and led her back into the room.  





He sat down in the huge leather chair," Kneel", he demanded.  She 


kneeled in front of the chair quickly.  " You were brought here because 


you couldn't accept what you were", he began.  " I will train you to be 


Markus's slave", he stated," you will be broken of will".  "You are 


fortunate that he has not chosen to leave you here indefinitely", he 


paused," Once you are sure of what you are I will return you to him".  


"Obey me and you will only feel pain for my pleasure," he taunted," 


disobey and you will feel pain for pains sake".  He looked at her 


deeply," The choice is yours".