The Truth

[Krazzie]

"Say it again, I want to hear you say it loud and clear"
For a moment everything stands still, I hold my breath, for the longest of time she holds out, and suddenly her resistance crumbles.
"I give my virginity to my master." Her words not only grants me power over her but at the same time grants freedom to herself.
I can feel her resistance melting away as her legs spread further apart. With a smile, I tighten my grip on her hands and push forward gently.
******
******
It is a hot and humid night, sitting alone in my dark room I am chatting with friends when I come across her profile.
Her name is Cheryl, a teacher working in an all-girls school. From the profile pictures she put up, she looks like a scrawny girl that is outgoing and likes to have fun. Since I am bored, I decide to reply to her message, after some exchange of messages, I have another new friend.
Most of our conversations are boring and stale, and since I am not really interested in her and her working late into the night, we didn’t really chat much.
Until one late night…
Me: Hello
Cheryl: Hi
Me: How is your day?
Cheryl: Not bad. How about you?
Me: Not bad too.
You see boring conversations all the way, but that night I was probably not my usual self plus I am curious about Cheryl, something just doesn’t add up and I decided to try and see if a girl next door is interested in something out of the norm.
Me: It is late, why aren't you asleep yet?
Cheryl: Don't feel sleepy yet, and doing some work.
Me: Must be tough being a teacher, having to work until so late.
Cheryl: Yea. It’s tiring but we have to spend a lot of personal time preparing for lessons.
Me: Aren’t you tired.
Cheryl: Tired also must do work right?
Me: Go for something to relax yourself. Holiday trip, spa, manicure.
Cheryl: No time no money.
Me: How about a massage by a guy?
Cheryl: NO!
Me: Why the big reaction?
Cheryl: I mean it's so...
Me: So?
Cheryl: So…
Me: Not right?
Cheryl: Ya!
Me: Just a massage, I do that all the time.
Cheryl: … Huh?
Me: I mean if It is just a normal massage, why the big reaction. I do it as my sideline.
Cheryl: Huh!!
Me: What?
Cheryl: It’s just not right.
Me: Ok… Ok conservative girl let’s change the topic.
With that I changed the topic and our conversation, seems like she is not interested in something different. Ah well no loss.
Cheryl: Hey.
Me: Yea? Thought you are going to bed.
Cheryl: Earlier you said you do massage as sideline?
Me: Yup.
Cheryl: …
Me: What?
After a couple of minutes.
Me: You are interested, aren’t you?
Cheryl: Is it scary?
Me: It’s a massage, not jumping off a plane or something.
Cheryl: I mean does it involve sex?
Me: Please. It is just a massage there are rules and by the way I am not a gigolo.
Cheryl: Then how much do you charge?
Now I am intrigued, so the girl next door is interested in something out of the norm.
Me: Here let me explain to you more about it…

[SammyNewbie]

Now I know why the guys here keep asking gals if they wan massage, must have alot of such erotica circulating on the net or in porn :D

[lorraina]

massage by a guy can be fun and wet. :P

[Krazzie]

I yawn again.

“This is taking forever.” I grumble to myself as I wait in my car for Cheryl.
Outside I can see the crowd from the nearby MRT station heading back to their homes.

“Well at least the view here is not bad.” As I watch a lady cross the car park, walking purposefully towards me. I am shocked when she opens the car door and let herself into my side passenger seat.

“Hi.” A radiant smile greets me as I look at her in shock.

“Who are you?” I know I sounded stupid but I just couldn’t stop myself from asking that.

She laughs gently. “It’s Cheryl.”

“What?” I manage to stammer out. “Your picture.”

“Those are pictures I took long ago when I was fifteen years old.”

My jaw literally dropped. This is the first time in my life I got trolled so badly by a girl. But I am not complaining, compared to the plain looking scrawny girl in the pictures, sitting beside me is like a goddess. Big round eyes, pointed nose, small lips, fair complexion and a nice black wavy shoulder length hair. Come to think of it I definitely prefer this look of hers.

“Hey!” Cheryl jolts me back to reality. “Don’t waste time, I am paying remember?” She teases me.

“Oh, alright.”

I started my car and drove out of the car park. The first five minutes has already gotten me all flustered up and that is not good, I will need to take the initiative back. I thought to myself as I drive towards my usual hotel.

******

"The room is 213" The friendly receptionist passed me the key card, recognizing me and giving me a wink in the process, I smiled at him and start leading Cheryl to the room.

Cheryl’s bubbly personality seems to become more subdued the closer we get to the room. I push the door open after hearing the familiar click of the door’s lock as it unlocks. Walking into the room, I act as the tour guide.

“Here is the toilet.” Pointing to the toilet. “Here is the bed.” Pointing to the bed. “And here is the TV, to watch TV.”

Cheryl answers with a simple nod. Something doesn’t match up. Was her bubbly state simply an act to cover her nervousness at coming to the room with me?

Deciding crap is not going to help anyone, I decides to give Cheryl instructions. “You can wash up in the toilet first if you want, while I prepare everything.”

She nods her head and enter the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
First, I off the TV. Then I setup my laptop playing some gentle music in the background. Next comes the pack I always bring along for my massage sessions, inside the pack is the various items and oils used to give a lady a good massage.

Then I waited and waited.

“Cheryl, are you okay?” I knock on the bathroom door and it opens up.

We are only standing inches apart, so close I can smell the nice smell emitting from her body. I am shock by what I am seeing, Cheryl is wrapped in only a single piece of towel. Now I get it. She was deciding whether to strip first or strip later.

My eyes grow bigger as I notice her body for the first time.

The thin fabric do nothing to hide the pearl white flawless skin, her arms are just the right size not too thin not too flabby, her legs are well toned with muscle, but the most amazing of all is her boobs. Her clothes did well to hide what must be a large B or even C cup.

I must have been staring because she looks up at me puzzled by my inaction.
Recovering quickly, I direct her to sit down on the bed. “Ok, before we start let me go through some rules with you first. What I am about to do to you is going to feel very intimate, very sexual and probably very arousing. There are rules to my massage, it will not turn into sex, and you will control the limits of the engagement. Understand?”

Cheryl nods her head, not daring to look at me.

“If at any point in time, you feel uncomfortable or wishes me to stop, simply speak out. Understand?”

Cheryl nods her head again, still not looking at me.

“Ok, then let us start by having you lie down in the middle of the bed."

Cheryl proceeds to lie down in the center of the bed as I pull the spare towels over her body.

As I kneel beside her and place my hand on her back, I couldn’t help but feel a jolt of electricity run through my body, something that has never happened before and I know Cheryl felt it. Unable to explain this feeling I proceed.

First, relaxation techniques. Kneeling beside Cheryl, I start by kneading her muscles gently at times using force when need to let them relax. Starting from her back, I work across her arms, her thighs and her legs, before coming back to her head as I gently massage the back of her head and I can feel her relaxing into the mattress, all the tension flowing out of her muscles.
Taking oil into my palm, I spread the warm oil onto her back. It must had been real good as it elicits a soft groan of pleasure that is cut off abruptly.

“Don’t hold back. Enjoy the pleasure and simply let yourself go with the flow of it.” I speak out in a soft voice so as not to break the mood.

After fifteen minutes of stroking techniques, Cheryl’s back is covered by a thin film of oil. Under the light I can see a faint blush in the skin, I am not sure this is due to the fact she is so white my massage is showing on her skin or is she blushing.

[Krazzie]

Pulling off the towels on her legs, I try to open them slightly to allow easier access for my hand when I work through her legs and thighs, but instead I can feel her resisting my attempts to open them wider. Fine, if she is shy about opening her legs to me so be it.

I start to knead the massage oil into thigh and leg which is stiff, but gradually as I massage them I can feel the muscles relaxing under my fingers. From kneading, I switch to long strokes. From her ankle all the way to her butt, opening up my hands and bring them back to her ankles. This time Cheryl definite feel the electric jolt that hit both of us at the same time, she opens her legs ever so slightly.

My next stroke went deeper than the previous stroke, this time I can feel her panties. Yes she is still wearing them… I lean forward slightly, holding the sides of her panties I pull them upwards before I start my third stroke.

The third stroke runs up her leg again following the tracks left by the previous strokes, it seems to take forever for the two of us as my fingers reach the edge where legs become butt, and my two hands separate one traveling down the outside of her thigh while the other hand travels down the inside of her thighs. I can hear Cheryl’s sharp intake of breath as my fingers brushes inches from her most sensitive spot and then my hands meet back at her ankles.

The fourth stroke travels up her leg again and I can feel the anticipation in the air as my fingers glide towards the anticipated destination. A small shift when my fingers reached the end allows me to get closer to Cheryl’s sensitive spot. With every stroke her legs parted ever so slightly and with every stroke her ability to hold back her moans of pleasure decreases.

Switching to her other leg, I parted her thighs and this time I am not resisted and Cheryl’s legs part willingly. Stroking down her other leg makes her moan and sometimes move trying to allow my fingers closer access to her sensitive spot, but my fingers always stay respectfully away from it as we had an agreement.

Cheryl’s frustration is evident from the sighs of disappointment whenever my fingers fail to fulfill the escalating need in her. Her voice is creating an audible tension in the room that rises and falls as it follows my fingers’ journey up and down her leg. The sexual tension is so strong, I am getting aroused without any sexual stimulus.

I stop and wipe away any excess oil on Cheryl’s body, before getting her to turn over and lie on her back.

I take a moment to enjoy the view I am seeing. Cheryl is lying on her back, her eyes covered with a spare towel. Her naked form covered by various towels that creates a form fitting fabric that accentuates her beautiful form. What is more arousing is seeing her blushed face that is grasping for breath from what is most certainly her arousal. There is no way to find out unless…
No. I promised.

I remove the towels covering Cheryl’s hands and proceed to massage them. Spread oil, kneading the tired muscles to release the tension and strokes to make them relax. The tension visibly reduces in the room and my arousal reduces to a semi harden state.

I notice I am aroused my body reacting to her arousal that has peaked once again as I am holding her hands down to wipe away the excess oil on them. That comes as a surprise even to me. Arousal from my massage is expected, but wiping oil? I am not touching any erogenous spots on her arms.

Cheryl starts to grasp for air as I move towards her legs, the anticipation must have been intoxicating to her which turns me on tremendously. I find my dick hard as rock, as I slip the towel off her legs. I remove the towels higher than necessary and her black panties come into view.

The straps are where I had left them pull all the way up to Cheryl’s waist, which causes the piece of cloth to stick close to her pussy giving me a nice view of its shape, and I can see that the whole thing is soaked through with her arousal. Seeing the ready state she is in almost break my willpower that is doing its best to hold me back from ripping her panties off and taking her there and then.

Images of Changi Prison appears in my mind as my subconscious try it’s best to save me and I find the calm needed to continue my massage.

Warming the oil in my hands, I spread them onto Cheryl’s right leg as I kneel between her legs. This time there is no resistance as I open her legs. After spending some time to knead her tired muscles, I start my strokes. The first stroke takes me closes to the line where her thigh joins her pelvis, when my fingers spread to the left and right, my right hand traces the line while my left hand traces the line to where I can almost touch her soaked panties. The moan that leaves her lips almost make me cum in my underwear.

Oh. My. God.

Changi Prison’s image again allows me to stay sane.

My fingers slide forward once again, and meets the line and starts to trace the line this time brushing slightly against the nylon fabric feeling the wetness on it and unleashing another moan from Cheryl.

Back to the starting position, my fingers went forward once again.

It seems as though nothing else matters anymore but the line that divides her thigh and pelvis, and the soaked piece of black nylon in front of me. Slide forward, separate and return to starting position. Both of us being sucked into a trance, as my fingers stop touching her accidentally, but instead openly brushing against the nylon fabric.

I break out of the trance when the massage sequence ends, Cheryl is lying in front of me with her legs spread open in front of me. The small soaked piece of nylon is unable to hide her arousal and unable to hide her pussy as I can see the shape of the inviting lips right in front of me. It won’t be difficult to take it off, take off my underwear and sink myself into its depths.

With every bit of my willpower, I close Cheryl’s legs and wipe away the excess oil. With her legs covered once again, I lie down beside her and look at the beautiful lady who is in the throngs of her lust and arousal. From what I can see this is probably the first time she has ever felt something like this.
Could it be, she is a virgin? I wonder to myself.

“Cheryl.” I whisper gently to her. “The massage has ended, as you did not grant me permission to proceed.” She continues to grasps for air with her fists grabbing the sheets as hard as they can, no indication of her hearing what I just said.

“Cheryl, I know you enjoyed the massage, but to continue more I will need your permission. You must grant me permission for a full body massage.” I explain gently to her which seems to catch her attention.

“Yes, you will need to give me permission to continue the massage so that you can enjoy more. I promise.” A gentle promise to Cheryl.

“I… I…” Cheryl stammers, unable to reach the decision.

“Just say, yes, and your pleasure will continue.” I suggest helpfully to her.
“I… Ye…” Cheryl is clearly warring within herself.

I wait patiently, placing my right hand gently on her stomach feeling her grasp from touch.

“…. Yes…” Cheryl confirms in a soft voice, so soft the only reason I can hear it is because I am only an inch away from her face.

“Ok.”

Slow and gentle, I pull down the towel that is until now covering Cheryl’s front. The fabric slides slowly off and reveals her beautiful boobs to me. Though flatten due her lying on her back she is definitely a C-cupper, with 50 cent sized nipples that is at this moment hard and standing tall and proud above the pair of beautiful boobs.

Warming the oil in my hands, I place my hand on her Cheryl’s stomach. Pressing down gently and give her a stomach warming massage. Done, my strokes move upward and hold the beautiful mounds in my hands. For the next 5 minutes, my hands spread warm oil on her boobs, knead them and arouse them. Always just missing her nipples.

Cheryl’s legs are thrashing underneath the towels, while I use my legs to hold down her arms, taking away her control of her body. Then in one motion, I take the left nipple into my lips while my right fingers play with the right nipple.

Her reaction is immediate, her moans and thrashing reaches new heights.
I lean down beside Cheryl’s head as my fingers continue their massage on her breasts. “You can cum now. Cum for me!”

My words seem to trigger the flood gates, a scream and Cheryl’s body is lock in position for almost 10 seconds before I feel her climax fades away.

Lying down beside Cheryl exhausted, I remove the towel that is covering her eyes and smile at her as she recovers from her orgasm.

Looking at me for a moment like a lost sheep, I can see tears start to roll out of her eyes.

What the…

That is when Cheryl starts to cry.

This time not only did I see Changi Prison, I even see the newspaper headlines. “Man jailed after raping teacher in a hotel room.”

That is when Cheryl turns towards me and bury her face into my bare chest, I do the natural thing to do, gather her into a hug.

I had given hugs before to my other customers but this feels like something else. It feels as though Cheryl had just found something and it contains more intimacy and emotions than anything I had encountered before.

Lying on the bed in a state of shock, holding a beautiful lady that just had the orgasm of her life.

I am not sure what to make out of this.

[furritales]

Very nice there.... Plssss continue... :)

[Wintermelontea]

Nice story. Please carry on...:)

[Krazzie]

Thank you for all the support :)

Will be posting more to come..

[SammyNewbie]

As my friend william would say. You one funny guy lah!

*laughs at the prison joke*

I like the story now ^_^

[Krazzie]

As my friend william would say. You one funny guy lah!

*laughs at the prison joke*

I like the story now ^_^

LOL..

It's true.. when you are really tempted by something. Changi Prison can really help to kill off that temptation.

[Krazzie]

Lying on the bed in a state of shock, holding a beautiful lady that just had the orgasm of her life.

I am not sure what to make out of this.

******
******

Looking at the pedestrian traffic, I am not sure what the hell I am doing here again, that is when I spot Cheryl crossing the car park in my direction.

Today she is wearing a one piece red dress, with matching red heels. Wearing only light makeup her face lit up in a radiant smile as she gets into my car.

"Hello!" Cheryl greets me enthusiastically.

“Hi.” My reply is much more subdued.

“What. Don’t like seeing me?” Cheryl teases me.

Without replying to her, I started the car and drove to the same hotel again. From the corner of my eye I look at Cheryl, her relaxed attitude, her teasing all seems to be a front to me. Like she is either hiding something or trying to control something.

Remembering her tears from the last session really makes me worried.

Checking into the room is a breeze, being a regular and a tip helps. Similar to last session, Cheryl becomes quieter as we get closer to the room.

After lying her down in the same position, I can feel the tension in her whole body. She must be stressed out by what is coming next, for what reason I cannot fathom.

“Let us do something different today, Cheryl.” I whisper to her. “Let me teach you some breathing techniques along with your massage.”

“Ok.” Her voice is muffled as she is lying face down on the bed.

I start by giving her the relaxation rubbing. Even after 5 minutes of rubbing, I can still feel some tension in her muscles. I take out the tool from my pack.

“Okay Cheryl, I am going to blindfold you. This is not scary ok, this will help to focus yourself on the relaxation techniques and my massage.” I explain to her as I slip on the blindfold.

Strangely, there is no resistance, a tensing of the muscles is all I felt. The blindfold must have worked like a charm as I can feel all her stress and tension leaving her body.

Without a word, I start the massage.

Spreading warm oil onto Cheryl’s back, I start to rub away the tensions in her muscles, heightening her pleasure and arousal as my fingers touch her nubile body.

After an hour of massage, the sexual tension in the room is so thick it feels as though we are having sex with our mind at the moment.

Lying down beside Cheryl I am looking at her grasping for air as my fingers gently play with her nipples. At times I will pull them gently making them elongated, at times I will twist them gently between my fingers as I knead her breasts with the rest of my fingers and at times I will engulf them with my mouth and play with them with my tongue.

They are simply too tasty and beautiful, I am barely holding myself back but Cheryl seems to be unable to hit her climax. Pausing for a moment, I look down at the beautiful view. Cheryl is lying on her back, with her hands by her side, her legs are spread apart where I left them. Even though she is twisting one way or another her legs are staying spread out, with her pussy juicy visible on her pink nylon panties.

[eeemen]

Interesting , more plzzzz! Cheers, ....................

[Dino1]

Something new....keep going.

[lucian90]

nice story

keep going!

[Steventan]

TS Krazzie,
Hey your thread has a slow but surely hot build up.
M o r e.. . .
Thanks

[Krazzie]

Thanks for all the support.

Bro Steventan, yea it's kinda slow as I want to pace the story out and not release a huge wall of words.

Anyway another installment.. enjoy :)

[Krazzie]

They are simply too tasty and beautiful, I am barely holding myself back but Cheryl seems to be unable to hit her climax. Pausing for a moment, I look down at the beautiful view. Cheryl is lying on her back, with her hands by her side, her legs are spread apart where I left them. Even though she is twisting one way or another her legs are staying spread out, with her pussy juicy visible on her pink nylon panties.

******

A sudden realization dawns on me.

Shifting myself and I place my right knee in between Cheryl’s legs angled in such a way to touch her pussy and clitoris gently through her panties.

Then I lower myself beside her.

“I know you are feeling it. I know you want it. I know you can’t wait for it.” I whisper to Cheryl, each sentence sending a thrilling sensation through her body that even I can feel. “Just listen to me, and follow my instructions.

“Ugh…” Is all Cheryl can answer.

“Don’t think, don’t try to say anything, just listen to my voice as I guide you towards it.” I whisper in the same gentle unhurried voice.

“You can feel my leg between your legs right? You know you want to touch it. You know you want to feel it. You want to rub against it.” I gently lower my leg and connects to her sensitive spot.

“Argh…” Cheryl's screams out.

“That’s right. It’s good isn’t it? You want more?” I nudge forward slightly and back.

“Oh…”

“You want it?” I nudge forward again.

“Yes.” Cheryl moans out.

Smiling, I nudge forward again rocking gently effectively humping Cheryl with my right thigh, for a couple of minutes I allow Cheryl to enjoy this new sensation and experience.

“See. It is good, isn’t it? You want more of this right? Now you probably want more but is not able to think properly, but I can help you because I can see that you are frustrated without it.” Licking my lips. “Close your legs and hold my leg.” I order.

Cheryl obeys without question, her legs closing around my leg.

“Now push yourself against my leg and enjoy.”

Cheryl obeys without question, pulling and pushing herself against my leg. Looking at her fucking my leg is indescribable, but she is still unable to find the release, the climax. She is now openly frustrated.

“Do you want to cum? Do you want to climax? Do you want to feel it?” I ask Cheryl.

“Yes. I want it. Please.” Cheryl’s reply is filled with a desperate need, my power over her is intoxicating. I know I can do anything I want with her and she will go along with it. They say absolute power corrupts. I am now granted absolute power over this beautiful girl below me who is writhing in pleasure and agony.

Only I am able to help her.

“Let go." I whisper.

"Let it all go.” I whisper with more force.

“Let it all go and just keep my voice. Just let it all go." I repeat with more authority.

"This is a command." I order.

Cheryl visibly relaxes, I can feel myself harden.

“That’s right, just let it all go, there is nothing to worry about, it is not scary to be free. Just let it all go as I will be here holding you.”

Cheryl's humping has smeared my right leg with her wetness, leaning down I kiss Cheryl gently before taking away her breath with a more passionate one.

Cheryl raises her hands in confusion as if to stop or push me away, but seemingly unable to make up her mind. I take her hands and hold them down with my left hand above her head. “Stop it. Just let go. Go with the flow of it.” Pressing down with my right thigh, my right hand starts to play with Cheryl’s sensitive nipples once again and my mouth comes down on her lips her tongue answering mine.

“Now.” I lean towards her ear. “Cum. Cum for me. Cum hard for me!”

Cheryl came, this time her scream of ecstasy is so loud my ear actually hurts, her legs try their best to crush mine while her hands try to break free of my grasp.

What seems like hours have passed before Cheryl collapses spent and motionless on the bed, the rising and falling of her chest the only indication she is still alive.

“Let go of my leg.” Cheryl obeys and opens her legs which is now thoroughly soaked as her panties is not able to absorb anymore of her pussy juice. I flip the light switch and the whole room plunges into darkness, taking off the blindfold I pull Cheryl into my arms and cuddle her under the blankets.

The wetness on my chest announces its arrival, I hold Cheryl as she cry her heart out. I had spent the days between the session thinking about her tears from the previous session, now I finally figured the reason.

In the darkness, she grab me so hard it actually hurts, her tears wetting my chest.

“There, there. I know how you feel, I understand it now. You are crying because you have finally found me. Someone who is able to... set you free. Someone who is able to show you the way."

Hearing my words seems to make Cheryl cry even harder and at her hands is making me winch. There will surely be bruises in the morning from that. I let her cry until she cries herself dry.

In the following silence.

“Are you afraid?” I ask quietly.

“Yes.”

“Then I accept it.”

“Accept it?”

"Yes, you are different. What you are searching for is not the same as my other customers. It is something even you yourself is not sure of but... but I can show it to you. If you are willing."

After what seems like forever. “Yes.” Cheryl answers softly.

"Then I will show you something you would have never thought of yourself before."

"Yes." Her answer is filled with fear, but at the same time I can feel the anticipation and lust contained within the fear.

Smiling, my fingers traces her lines to reach her hard and aroused nipples, while my leg shifted slightly to gain access to her soaked panties.

[Krazzie]

Smiling, my fingers traces her lines to reach her hard and aroused nipples, while my leg shifted slightly to gain access to her soaked panties.

******
******


Cheryl’s moans fill the room. I can feel her soft skin beneath my palms as I gently stroke her back. I am doing it nice and slow, gliding forward with just enough strength to loosen her muscles and at the same time gentle enough to arouse her.

Inside the hotel room, Cheryl is lying on the king-sized bed, trying her best to not let her fear show, since our last session when I had accepted responsibility for her training she is in constant fear of being touched by me, but no matter how much fear she has, she is not able to go against a direct order from me.

Now I am taking it nice and slow, taking as much time as I can to ensure her fear, anticipation, arousal and confusion reach its peak. Until the point where her mind gives up and gives in to me.

The blindfold takes away her sight, the music takes away her hearing, what is left is only me, my mouth, my fingers and her own rising arousal.

She tries to feebly resist me. The first few attempts are met with a gentle but sharp, "Stop it." Each time she reluctantly obeys my order. That is until I am fed up with it and simply hold her hands down with my left hand. Cheryl tries to struggle but is not able to break free of my grip.

Cheryl's struggle increases, her blindfolded face shows her anguish and suffering, I can hear her whimpers as she tries her best to fight my grip and my right hand that is stoking her arousal.

It is not easy at all, like walking on a tightrope it is all about balance. Balancing both Cheryl and myself, while teaching her, guiding her and training her. She has to understand that I am someone to be obeyed and feared enough that I can break her natural resistance, so as to explore the other side of her true self. Yet at the same time, she is able to trust me absolutely. A very fine line instead.

A loud primal scream breaks my thoughts as Cheryl suddenly arch her body gripped in the throes of her climax.

"You understand my control over you right? Oh yes, you do understand. You enjoy my control over you right?" I lean closer to Cheryl. "Of course you enjoy it your climax shows as much."

I can feel Cheryl hands trying to break free again, enough to show resistance but never enough to break free of my grip. She wants it, yet she is afraid of it, the internal struggle that will never cease for my little slave.

******

Cheryl is still trying to catch her breath from her latest climax. I had finally relented to let her catch her breath after her 5th consecutive climax within the last 5 minutes. It is also to let me catch my breath and rest my tired fingers. Training her is hard work, training her while breaking her is hard work, training her while breaking her and NOT raping her is one hell of an accomplishment.

I can feel my sweat rolling down my body as I lie next to Cheryl. I can feel her stirring in the dark and before I can do anything I am surprised to find Cheryl stroking my hard dick through my underwear. I can tell from her hesitant touches that she is inexperienced in touching a man, but the fact that she proactively attempts to pleasure me arouses me more than anything else.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I want to... make you happy." Cheryl's answer makes me even harder.

Smiling in the dark, I take off my underwear and allow her soft hands to hold my dick, winching silently at her rough treatment.

"Be gentle. Always err on the side of being gentle." I command.

"Yes."

"Now gently stroke it." I command.

"Yes."

My dick finally gets his relief after staying aroused for almost 2 hours. After enjoying Cheryl's hands for a few moments, I gently turn her head towards me and kiss her.

The night of pleasure continues...

******

"Who am I?"

"Master."

"Who are you?"

Silence.

"Who are you?" I raise my voice a little.

Silence.

"Who. Are. You?" This time I emphasize each word at the same time my fingers stop and pull out of Cheryl’s pussy, she lets out a soft moan regretting the departure of my fingers

"Your slave."

Smiling, my fingers entered her pussy once again, bringing forth moans of pleasure.

******

I wake up to find a nice pleasant warmth beside me in the dark.

I can hear Cheryl's gentle breath as she sleeps, turning towards her I start to play with her nipples while my other hand hold her hands down above her head rendering her helpless.

I can hear her breath quickens and her nipples harden, ever so slowly I slide my right hand down towards her pussy. She knows where my hands are going and starts to struggle beneath me but my left hand's grip never relent.

Reaching her navel I find her legs clamped together denying me access to her pussy. Leaning down beside her ears I whisper.

"Open your legs. Slave."

Silence

“I said open your legs!"

Silence

Cheryl's struggle increases and my left hand is almost at its limits. My right hand reaches for her nipples again, while my mouth engulfs her mouth.

After 5 minutes of play, Cheryl's struggles has all but ceased, she is now twisting one way and another in bed in another kind of struggle. She is now struggling against herself, one side wishes to let go and enjoy my touch while the other side is denying it.

Once again I lower my right hand towards Cheryl’s pussy again, this time I find the legs open. Instead of her previous resistance I found a horny girl waiting for my touch, but my hand stops inches from her pussy. I can hear the moans of frustration and a desperate Cheryl lifting her hips off the bed in an attempt to get closer to my hand.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Moans of pleasure and frustration answered me.

"It feels so good, doesn't it? All you have to do is surrender, let go and whisper me the words." More moans of frustration, as Cheryl tries in vain to move her hips closer to my hand.

"Here" I slip a couple of fingers across her pussy lips, I can feel her body stiffens as the pleasure runs through her body before she collapses back into bed.

"Who am I?"

"Master."

My fingers touch her pussy lips again and staying there long enough to send more jolts of pleasure into her system.

"Who are you?"
"Your slave."

A light flick of my finger on Cheryl’s clitoris draws out a loud moan.

"Good girl. Now I want you to repeat after me. You are my master."

"You.... are." Cheryl's struggles start once again, much fiercer than the previous one, this time it is a struggle of willpower between the two of us where eventually Cheryl loses. “You are my... master."

My touch resumes this time inserting the first segment of my middle finger gently into Cheryl’s virgin pussy, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her.

"Good. Now, I am your slave."

Silence.

"I. Am. Your. Slave!" I emphasize each word, and at the same time my hand paused.

After a few moments. "I am your slave."

“Repeat them.”

"You are my master. I am your slave." Cheryl answers obediently.

Using my forefinger, I touch her clitoris as I start to finger fuck her.

"Again."

"You are my master. I am your slave."

I increase the rhythm.

"You are my master. I am your slave."

Without any further prompt from me, Cheryl repeats the words as I continue to finger fuck her until...

“Cum my little slave. Cum for your master.” I order in a soft gentle voice directly into her ears.

Cheryl’s climax hits in a mix of screams and moans.

Holding Cheryl close to me I kiss her forehead. “You are a good slave." I tuck her in as we both drifted off to sleep in exhaustion.

[Krazzie]

******

Lying in my own bed I being to think back on everything that has happened the previous night. A night of lust and domination. It almost seem to be too real to be true.

A message arrived.

Cheryl: I am going to bed now master.

I can't hold back my smile as I reply.

Me: That is a good slave.

[GoldRabbit]

Really enjoy reading your story. Do keep them coming.

[2335 Man]

TQ TS for the story. I got something like this from a Prc lady years back. Very shiok. Hope u enjoyed your works. Here some points for U.

Good day Everyday

[Krazzie]

Thanks to all the support and points :)

Was a little busy over the weekends... here is another installment.

[Krazzie]

Lying in my own bed I being to think back on everything that has happened the previous night. A night of lust and domination. It almost seem to be too real to be true.

A message arrived.

Cheryl: I am going to bed now master.

I can't hold back my smile as I reply.

Me: That is a good slave.


******
******


Putting down the book I was trying to read for the past hour, I look up at my distraction.

Lying naked on the king sized bed, blindfolds on, hands bind above her with her legs spread open in a 'M', Cheryl had stayed in the same position for the last 20 minutes. She had fought me when I had blindfolded her, she had struggled when I bind her hands and had almost kicked me off the bed when I was forcing her legs apart. Now all she is doing is laying still in bed. Waiting. Waiting for me.

With the gentle music in the background and the carpeted floor, Cheryl is not able to hear me as I walk up to her, bending down I can clearly see liquid flowing out of her pussy.

Now that I am closer I can see small twitches where Cheryl's leg will close slightly before opening up again. Each time more liquid will flow out of the beautiful pink lips.

Cheryl must have felt it as I climb onto the bed. I look down at her from on top of her, her nice C- cups were flattened into gentle mounds with her hands bind above her head, her nipples are hard and erect. She is ready. I gently straddle her stomach, and start to play with her nipples drawing sharp intake of breath from Cheryl as she bite her lips to prevent her moans from leaking out.

"Don't hide it, let it out. I want to hear your moans."

At first Cheryl's moans are soft but as I play with her nipples before finally leaning down to breast fuck her, the moans grow in volume. She tries to move but a sharp "Stop it!" order is enough to stop her from moving.

“Good girl.” I praise her.

I shift forward again, this time straddling her breasts, leaving my dick mere inches from Cheryl's mouth. She is not a stranger to my dick, during the last session together she had learnt to pleasure me whenever possible, and when she had learnt that I like to be touched in certain ways she had actually proactively tried to satisfy me even more.

"Open your mouth and accept your master's dick." I order.

Cheryl opens her mouth hesitantly and I push forward slightly to place the head into the small hole formed by her mouth. Ah... This is heavenly.
"Use your tongue to stimulate the head." Cheryl’s tongue starts to flick across my dickhead sending waves of pleasure through my body. “Ah...”

"Press your lips onto my dick and apply pressure." Her lips pressed firmly onto my dick.

"No! Not your teeth too." I shouted as I pull out fast to prevent permanent injury.

"Sorry." Cheryl apologies.

"Sorry who?" I ask.

"Sorry master." Cheryl answers without hesitation.

"Don't do it again. Just press your lips on my dick and play with it with your tongue." Instead of answering me, Cheryl opens her lips. I can see her tongue inside her mouth waiting for me. Smiling I oblige by pushing forward into the warmth of her mouth.

Guessing this to be her first blowjob, I do not want to push her, but the pleasure from her treatment makes me forget to control my thrust and for one thrust I hit the back of her throat making her choke.

Pulling out, I let her catch her breath before asking her. "Are you alright?" She nods her head and opens her mouth again, her need to satisfy me is making me harder by the second.

Smiling I insert my dick into Cheryl’s waiting mouth again, this time without instruction she closes her lips to create a firm pressure on my dick and at the same time her tongue is flicking back and forth inside her mouth creating wonderful feelings of pleasure for me.

Cheryl's first blowjob is making me really hard, even though it is her first time she is doing better than most women I have had if not the best. I guess enthusiasm and a willingness to pleasure is the key here.

"Give me your hands." I order.

Cheryl raises her hand, holding them with my left hand, I use my right to hold her head and start to fuck her mouth gently.

"That's right take in more of master." I encourage.

Cheryl tries to open her mouth bigger.

"Yes, this is very good you are doing a good job my slave."

Cheryl chokes at that, but after letting her rest a few seconds I continue my thrusting. After almost 5 minutes of thrusting I can feel the urge to cum.
"You are making master very happy my little slave. Master is going to cum." I can feel Cheryl panicking upon hearing that. "Stop it and accept master's cum!"

I can feel her fighting within herself, as she slackens off on the licking tongue.

"Lick master, slave."

At that order, Cheryl resumes her enthusiastic licking sending wave after wave of pleasure which I responded with groans of pleasure, hearing my groans seem to spur her on as she tries to increase my stimulation. The urge to cum builds up steadily, looking down at this beautiful virgin blowing my dick enthusiastically nudges me off the edge and I came. Holding her head gently, I release spurt after spurt of cum into Cheryl's mouth. Being a first timer she does not know what to do and I can feel it filling up her mouth until some leak out of her mouth.

"Now swallow them." I order.

I can tell it is difficult to swallow lying down, having my dick in her mouth did not make it any easier, but after a while she manages to swallow all of them. I shouldn't have bothered to hold her head as she did not try to avoid it.

I climb off Cheryl and pull her into a cuddle.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Yes who?"

"Yes master."

I kiss her.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes..... Master."

I kiss her gently on her lips again tasting myself on her lips.

"Master is pleased, you have pleasured master much just now. Let us wash up."

I unbind Cheryl, took off her blindfold and lead her into the showers.

Turning on the rain shower, I let Cheryl clean me up before watching her wash herself clean. All the while my hands are touching her, stimulating her, keeping her nipples hard and no doubt keeping her wet at all time. My dick starts to stiffen again, the first time I have recovered in such a short time.

I pull Cheryl into a hug from behind, my hands grabbing her breasts while my dick slide between her legs feeling her pussy lips pressing on it.

Cheryl's reaction is immediate. She stiffens and starts to shout. "No! No master! No!"

I was caught off-guard by her sudden reaction. "Stop it!"

That stops her immediate struggles but she continues to beg with me. "Please master, please don't enter me."

Even though I am allowed to do anything I want with her body, the one thing I am not allowed to do is to enter her.

"Quiet. Master never said he is going to enter you. Master made a promise."

That softens her resistance.

"Who am I?"

"My master."

"Who are you?"

"Your slave."

No hesitation.

I turn Cheryl around and gives her a deep passionate kiss as I pull her gently into my embrace. Under the constant stream of water, our tongues fight as I can feel her melting into my arms. My dick continue to harden as the constant rubbing by Cheryl's pussy is making me very hard.

I break the kiss and whisper into her ear.

"Kneel down and pleasure master."

Cheryl kneels down immediately, shifting into a comfortable position she pulls me into her warm mouth her lips squeezing tightly, her tongue flicking across my dick head one moment, caressing the rest of my dick the next. I am in heaven. Knowing she is pleasuring me, Cheryl went all out trying her best to deep throat me and at the same time raises her hands.

Obligingly, I hold her arms with my left hand and gently guide her head with my right. I can see her struggling to take me in deeper, take her master in deeper.

"Relax your throat, fight the gag, this is to pleasure master." I instruct.

Each thrust goes deeper into her mouth, bit by little bit, until her nose is almost within my hair when she suddenly pulls herself off and coughs. Before I can ask if she is alright, she resumes her kneeling position, raises her hands and take me into her mouth without hesitation.

All the way to the end.

I can feel my dick hitting the back of her throat as she fights to not choke on it. Using my right hand, I start to pace her. Thrust in and pull out, gently in, gently out. Every thrust is met with the kind of tightness usually reserved to our hands, every pull out I can feel her enthusiastic tongue dancing all over my dick giving me a treatment I had never experienced before. As my thrusts grow in speed, I find that Cheryl is getting used to deep throat. Doing her best to pleasure me, Cheryl drives me off the edge within minutes and once again I cum into her mouth again, where Cheryl dutifully swallows it all up.
I help her up from the floor, once again pulling her into a tight embrace and asks.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes master."

"But I never touched you at all."

"I like to pleasure master. When I feel master is aroused I am ... aroused too."

"CUM! Cum for master!" My order and finger caught Cheryl off guard, I can feel her body spasm in my hug while her pussy grip my finger until it hurts. Her legs suddenly loses strength and she falls into my arms.

"Good girl, master is very pleased with you." I whisper after Cheryl has regained her breath, smiling Cheryl hugs me tightly.

I turn off the shower and dry we dry each other, after exiting the showers. I notice that it is only 8:30 pm, the night is still young and there is plenty more to play.

Smiling to myself, I lower the blindfold over Cheryl's eyes and guide her to the bed once more.

[eeemen]

Man, it's so intense the emotions involved!! Well done!! More plz!! Cheers, ....................

[pleasurehobby]

Great story Ts. Looking forward to more to come.

[Krazzie]

Thanks for all the kind words and support :)

Here's another installment...

[Krazzie]

******
******

The room is dark, the only light comes from the ambient light seeping in from around the curtains bathing the whole room in a soft glow, allowing me to see the tenderness Cheryl is showing to my dick.

Cheryl is doing her best to pleasure me. My dick is showing its appreciation by standing rock hard at its full 6 inches.

I stay silent.

Cheryl shifts herself in the bed placing her head above my dick she makes her mouth into an O-shape before plunging straight down onto my six inches. The pleasure is immense especially when her tongue is twirling around my dick as she sinks.

I stay silent.

Cheryl’s hands went to work, caressing my balls as she begins to deep throat me. After weeks of training she is able to deep throat me easily, allowing me to insert fully into her warm mouth.

I stay silent.

Cheryl curls up beside me whimpering like a lost dog. “Master please. Master please.”

I stay silent.

Grabbing my hand, Cheryl leads them to her hardened nipples and to her overflowing pussy. She is horny and ready even without my touch.

But I stay silent.

More whimpering from Cheryl and what sounded like sobbing.

“Don’t cry.” My order is simple breaking the silence. “Come to master.”
Like a lost puppy finding her master again, Cheryl literally leaps into my arms while her hand automatically moves towards my dick touching it in the right way to keep me hard.

My left hand gently caress Cheryl’s body as I marveled at her soft skin, her full breasts, her tight stomach and her toned thighs. So much had happened over the last few sessions now everything is going to change.

Beep. Beep. A soft chime announces the start of a new day.

"Happy birthday, my slave." I whisper gently into Cheryl's ear, her breathing quickens and I can feel her heartbeat speeds up.

I gently flips Cheryl onto her back, and she takes up the posture I had train into her automatically. Hands above her heads, eyes closed and her legs spread apart. She is slightly slower than usual in spreading her legs apart this time. I climb between her legs, and is met with resistance, her legs refuse to open up further.

A silent battle of will happened, neither of us say anything and slowly her legs spread apart.

My left hand holding both of her arms down, my right hand to her side, I lower myself over Cheryl and feel my dick come into contact with her pussy. This requires skill as my purpose is not to penetrate and enter her, not yet. Her pussy is warm, slippery and wet from the hours of play we had earlier.

"Who am I?"

"My master."

"Who are you?"

"Your slave."

No hesitation.

I start to move, sliding my dick up and down along her pussy lips. I can feel her fear growing.

“No master. Please.” Her voice sounds frightened but she does not stop me.

I continue to slide up and down along her pussy.

“Please master.”

Though her pleas are desperate, Cheryl’s body starts to respond without her control. It starts to move in time with my thrusts making sure that her clitoris is hit by my dick.

“That’s right, you see there is nothing to be afraid of it is just me.”

Moans answer me as my dick hits Cheryl’s clitoris.

“You belong to me now, you are no longer in control of your own body, what you like or dislike is no longer something you control. Because I control everything of you.”

More moans answer me as my dick hits Cheryl’s clitoris.

Minutes pass and after two climaxes Cheryl is in a daze her body is running on automation. “What do you want now slave?” Instead of an answer I feel Cheryl tilting her pelvis timing it perfectly so that my next thrust enters her, I paused immediately taken aback by what she did.

"Cum for your master. Now!" And Cheryl came. Long and hard. I can feel her pussy squeezing my dick head as if it is milking me while trying to pull my dick into her pussy. Her hands grip my left hand so hard it hurts. The wave of climax threatens to make me cum from the pleasure her pussy is giving to me.

Just as Cheryl is coming down from her climax, I withdraw my dick and push in gently again drawing moans of pleasure from her.

She is so tight.

Each thrust is like breaking new ground as I slowly opens Cheryl up. Each thrust brings pleasure to both of us as my dick sinks ever deeper into her.

Previously we had only been having sex in the mind, but that pales in comparison to this, now that we are linked in both mind and body the pleasure it brings is simply indescribable. The deeper I go the harder my dick actually gets.

Until I hit the wall and I stop, Cheryl opens her eyes and look at me wondering what is stopping me.

The time is right, I whisper the words she has been dreading and hoping to hear for the last few weeks. "Master, will be claiming you now."

"…Yes …master." Cheryl answer after a long pause.

"Once I go forward I will take it. I will claim you forever."

"... Yes master...

"Do you understand what it means once I take it?"

"...... Yes ... Master."

"Once I take it, you belong to me, you surrender yourself to me fully.”

"Yes master."

No hesitation, she has been ready for this moment for a very long time.

"Now say it. I give my virginity to my master."

"I give my virginity to my master." A whisper escapes Cheryl’s lips.

"Say it again, I want to hear you say it loud and clear"

For a moment everything stands still, I hold my breath, for the longest of time she holds out, and suddenly her resistance crumbles.

"I give my virginity to my master." Cheryl’s words are loud and clear, her words not only grants me power over her but at the same time grants freedom to herself.

I can feel her resistance melting away as her legs spread further apart. I tighten my grip on her hands and push forward gently.

[whatdoido]

awesome story bro, just upped you my humble point

[eeemen]

Total and absolute control , master you have! :D:D cheers, ....................

[Krazzie]

"I give my virginity to my master." Cheryl’s words are loud and clear, her words not only grants me power over her but at the same time grants freedom to herself.

I can feel her resistance melting away as her legs spread further apart. I tighten my grip on her hands and push forward gently.

******
******

Pushing forward I can feel the pressure focused in front of my dick. I actually feel pain from the resistance Cheryl’s body is giving me. I can see her face contoured in pain, this is her final defense, her final defiance to me, and her body is trying to stop me even though her mind has given in.

To completely take her will require me to not only take her mind but also her body, but how do I do it…

Unless…

I pull out feeling Cheryl’s reluctance as her pussy tries its best to suck me back in. I pause at the lips of pussy marveling at the huge amount of suction her pussy is exerting on my dick trying to pull me back in.

I let go and sink in as Cheryl’s pussy guides me in, both of us moan together. I stop just before hitting the barrier and start to pull out again.

Even though I have train Cheryl’s body into being able to pleasure me and able to become wet from just a touch or word of command, there is something I have left out.

I let go and once again I felt every fold of her pussy as my dick sinks in two inches before stopping. Just before I hit the barrier I can feel the slight tensing of her muscles as her body subconsciously brace itself for me. I start the slow process of pulling out… against her pussy.

Now that Cheryl’s mind has given in to me her body is trying to protect her, why I have no idea, but if I am to be her real master this is one of the many things to overcome.

I let go and sink into Cheryl again, once again feeling the slight tensing of her muscles. Smiling, if this is a test of endurance then it shall be. For 10 minutes I repeatedly sink in and pull out, always short of hitting her barrier. By now Cheryl is like going, alternating between begging me to fuck her and trying to do it herself. she is almost becoming impossible to control.

This is it… For the last few thrusts I had not feel the tensing of muscle. I slowly take off the blindfold and let Cheryl’s eyes adjust to the light.

“Look at me, slave.” Cheryl looks up at me and lets out a huge moan as I sink deep into her pussy up till the barrier.

“Look at me.” Cheryl’s eyes have closed by instinct from the intense pleasure. “I want you to look at me as I take you. Understand?”

“Yes master.”

I push forward slowly, and can see Cheryl’s face contour in pain.

“Relax. Don’t fight me. Just give in to master and you will understand.” I whisper gently to Cheryl.

Suddenly the pressure is gone and my dick break the barrier that was holding me back, now that the barrier is broken in the center the barrier is acting like a condom that encompass my dick as I sink ever slowly into Cheryl’s pussy.

Cheryl scream out loud as I break her hymen and take her virginity. “Look at me.” I remind her as she tries as best as she can to maintain eye contact with me. Even I am feeling the intensity of the moment and is finding it hard to stay focus, all I want to do is pick up my pace and fuck the hell out of her.

But I fight to maintain focus, our eyes maintaining eye contact only centimeters apart as we both feel my dick slowly entering Cheryl bit by bit, until it can go no more.

“You are now mine.”

“Yes master. I belong to you.” Is her simple reply.

I begin to move, slowly, gently. Each time I pull out our eyes told each other the amount of need we felt. Each time I thrust in our eyes convey the pleasure we felt as virgin pussy grips my dick so hard I am literally fighting back the urge to cum.

In and out we continue forever until I see the tears in her eyes, and she begins to cry.

I hesitate.

"Don't stop master. Please don't stop." Cheryl manages to stammer out as she sobs.

"But." I am feeling myself soften seeing Cheryl crying underneath me.

"Please master. I give myself to you."

Her voice and words of devotion hardens me again.

"I give myself to master."

Pulling out gently I thrust in once again.

"I give myself to master."

Pulling out I thrust into Cheryl again.

Though Cheryl’s sudden tears have caught me off guard and almost ended the session prematurely, her words of devotion has bring back the intensity we shared and the build up to the end continues.

"I give myself to master."

I understand why Cheryl cried. She must have felt the liberation. She has totally let go.

"Cum for me. Cum for your master."

The intensity becomes so high I let it go. Our combined climax reaches a crescendo and everything seems to white out.

******

“Cheryl, when you had gotten into my car that first time, did you ever thought it is possible for you to become my devoted slave?”

“No master.”

“And now here you are my devoted slave.”

“Yes master.”

[eeemen]

Still trying to figure the direction of the story, pls carry onz bro, thx. Cheers, ....................

[Krazzie]

Still trying to figure the direction of the story, pls carry onz bro, thx. Cheers, ....................

After reading it from the first post to the last post I agree the story is quite disjointed as I left out many chapters from the story as the idea was to slowly build up to a climax. Guess it failed :D

Will write a proper story next time and keep the same writing style throughout a story.

Thanks for the support :)

[Table Tennis]

Good start. Please continue

[Nanom]

Story no more already ? Or will there be more ?

[Noydb]

Holy fucking shit, are you a professional writer?

Love the flash forwards. Gives the story good fore shadowing.

I love this story. ANOTHER! *smashes mouse to the ground*

[JulianLuther]

Please do continue with your story.

[AmeShin]

sm stories ^_^
finally

nice write up:D

too bad not many gals into this

[Krazzie]

@Nanom - I'm writing the finishing chapter for the story so there will be one more chapter.

@Noydb - Nope not a professional like some of the bros here, not good enough. Just someone who likes to write a story or two once in a while. :D

@AmeShin - Actually many girls are into this or will be interested if you show it to them in the correct approach, you must understand it takes a lot of trust for a girl to attempt SM with another guy.

[AmeShin]

I once have a submissive gf. Too bad broke up liao

[fkdishit]

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[Krazzie]

You can barely feel the goosebumps anymore.
You can barely feel the floor.
You can barely feel your own hands behind your back if you are not thinking about it.

At first it is discomforting.
Then it feels strange.
And now it feels as if the whole world is gone.

You cannot feel.
You cannot see.
You cannot hear.
Master has taken them all away.

You cannot remember why.
Even the memories of the fight and struggle is fading away.

You can feel a thrill run through you as the memory of, master stripping you naked, master forcing you to your knees, master tying you up, master placing the blindfold over you and master putting in the ear plugs.
His firm hands as they reduce your struggles to nothing, his domination making you submit and his mastery of you that literally takes away your breath.
And the thrill is gone, along with the memory of it.

You find yourself alone with your own thoughts.
You want to struggle but that would had made him angry.
You want to cry for him but that would had made him angry.
You want to beg for forgiveness but you know that would not help.

What seems like forever gone by.

You can feel yourself getting wet, getting ready.
You try as hard as you can to open your legs more to show master that you are wet for him, but your numbed legs is making it difficult to open up.

You can feel master even though nothing has changed.
You open your mouth and feel him pushing into your mouth.
You try to open your mouth bigger and feel him filling up your mouth.
You know there is more of him but before he is fully inside he is withdrawing.

You can feel master pushing in again.
You relax your throat muscle and fights the gag reflex.
You stick your tongue upwards to stroke him as he enters you.
You feel his pleasure and a thrill runs through you.

He pulls out.
You suck gently while pressing your lips against him.
Your tongue follows it out and proceed to twirl the dick head.

Master’s gentle hands hold your head and start to thrust.
You can feel his pleasure.
You can taste his cum.
You love the taste.
You love the texture.
You love the feel.
And most important... you love fulfilling master's pleasure

You can feel the binds loosening and master is gently holding you in his arms. He lays you down in bed within the warm blankets.
Your numbed limbs are on fire and with your reality now back you find yourself soaking the mattress, with your full focus on pleasuring master, you did not notice your own arousal.

In pain, you place your arms above your head.
Forcing your protesting legs, you open yourself.
You know master likes it when you are ready for him.

You can feel the bed shake as master climbs in after you.
He moves slowly before kneeling down between your legs.
You can feel his weight as he settles down on top of you, his hands holding your arms down.
You can feel his hardness accidentally touching you as he shifts into a comfortable position.

You can feel yourself tremble.
"Why are you trembling, Cheryl?" Master asks.

"I am scared..."
"I am scared that I cannot fulfill master's desire."
You hear master's gentle laugh.

"Remember what I said about the truth, Cheryl?"
You can feel master move as his dick head slides along your pussy.
You let out a moan at the simple touch from master.

Master is saying something, but you can't hear him.
It seems to be important, but his dick is driving you crazy.
Up and down it strokes along your pussy lips, it is making you even wetter than before.
You want to move your hips so that you can let master enter you, but you didn't you have to wait for master.
Master is going on and on, even though you can't hear his words, but your attention is all on his dick as it pauses outside you.
Slowly gently, you can feel master penetrating you, opening you up.
Fucking you the slow sensual way you love him to.
Slowly in and gently out, bit by bit deeper and deeper into you, while your pussy is trying its best to milk him, sucking him whenever he tries to withdraw.

"You belong to me." The only words you can understand before you feel master pushing into you in one stroke and hitting the end of your pussy.

You scream out in pleasure as your whole world seems to be exploding yet you didn’t cum.
You cannot cum because master has not ordered you to.
You can feel him withdraw before pounding into you again.
You can feel his lips and tongue roaming on your swollen aroused breasts.
You can feel him biting your hardened nipples.
You try your best to hold on to his hand as waves of pleasure rocks you but you simply cannot cum.

You might have begged.
You might have prayed.
And you hear it "Cum for your master."

Your body reacts before your mind can and a rushing sound blanks out everything as a tremendous pleasure floods you from top to bottom and you feel the world drops away.
You hold onto master. Your hands, your legs and your pussy.
Holding on to him as hard as you can.

When you can feel master thrusting in and out of you again, you manage to take a deep breath before hearing the words. "Cum for me. Cum for master."

Your body reacts to the command again, you feel the climax hitting you as the world disappears into a rush of pleasure that runs through you over and over again.

You lose track of how many times you had climaxed, every time you came back from your climax, a gentle command will send you into the pleasure tsunami once again.

When you finally come out of it, you realize your blindfold is off, your hands are holding master around his shoulders. He is looking into your eyes, looking at you directly.
He smiles at you and you smile back, you know what is about to happen.
With a groan, you can feel his hot cum rushing into you like a hot wave triggering another climax.
This time you had your eyes on master as both of you cum together.

I understand the truth now. The truth is, I belong to my master.

[Krazzie]

That's it. The epilogue for the story or at least this arch as there are still more adventures and pleasure between Cheryl and her master.

Spent quite some time writing the end as I was planning to rewrite it into master's perspective, but ended up still writing it the same way I had written it before from Cheryl's perspective.

I had planned to make the story a slow escalation that peaks at the epilogue so I removed all the unnecessary chapters in between. Though it ended up feeling very inconsistent, but it was fun writing it.

Hope everyone enjoyed this short story. :D