'Someone' Special [ 13 / 15 ] 4K words
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Brenda woke with a start. She sensed there was something important going on, but she couldn't figure out just what. Then the events of the previous night hit her like a truck. Actually, it was more like a convoy of trucks rolling over her. Every time she thought she'd remembered the "worst," yet another humiliating but oh-so-arousing incident came back to her.
Damn! She sat up in bed, breathing heavily. Her flashback was so emotionally intense that she had to struggle for air.
She just sat there for a long time, absorbing the entire situation and not thinking about anything in particular. The emotions washing over her were almost more than she could deal with. The problem was that she was feeling euphoria and crushing sadness in almost equal measure.
Finally, she leaned her bare back against the headboard and sighed heavily. What have I done?! I got tamed! TAMED! Dammit, that's seriously fucked up!
I'm so completely and utterly screwed. No matter what happens now, I'm doomed! On the one hand, I can just walk away and never visit the Plummer house again. No, run! Run away, far away, as fast as I can! Then I might still have a chance at a normal life.
Or, I could accept my fate. My shameful fate of life as a submissive sex pet. An honest to God pet who lives to serve another. And let's face it, that's what's gonna happen. Thinking about that first option, I can't really take it seriously. After all, my master tamed me. When he spanked me... OOOH! I get the most wonderful chills, just thinking about it! There's no going back from that. Not unless he rejects me somehow, because my life is in his hands.
Plus, there's the fact that I just unthinkingly called Alan "my master." Because that's how I think of him. That's what he IS! He just doesn't know it yet, 'cos I'm too scared to tell him.
So I'm doomed. Nothing will ever be the same again. I might as well wear a big sign around my neck that says "SEX FREAK," because that's how I feel. Then again, I'm so messed up that I'd probably get off on that. I sure got off on the way Alan made me wear his dried cum on my face last night, which isn't much different.
She smiled blissfully and ran her fingers across her face, as if she could still feel the strands and gobs of cum there. So much cum, sweet spermy cum... I wish I could take a bath in it...
But then her body twitched with alarm, setting her huge melons shaking. Somehow, fantasizing about a cum bath make her think about Adrian taking his usual morning shower. Oh God! What am I going to do about Aidy?! And Anika, for that matter? How long will it be before my humiliating secret comes out? And then how will I be able to look either of them in the eyes? With Anika, I suppose it wouldn't be that terrible if she thinks bad of me, but I'm Aidy's mom. He looks up to me and respects me!
Speaking of which, what time is it?! She looked around in panic until her gaze settled on her alarm clock. SHIT! I slept in! She clutched painfully tightly at her bare chest, as if punishing herself a little bit could help. I totally missed feeding my son breakfast and getting him ready for school. I'm such a terrible mother. Thank God I have Anika, at least. I'm sure she took care of everything.
But that's part of the problem too. I have too much money, which means too many people helping me all the time. I've cut way back on the staff, but even so I must admit I'm too spoiled to do everything myself. I'm like a bird in a gilded cage. I could fly off at any time, but it's just too comfortable here.
Let's face it, my life has been in a rut for a long time. Until my master came along, the only bright spot really has been Aidy, but Anika is so damn efficient and insistent on doing everything that he hardly needs me, except as moral support. This morning is a good case in point. One could almost say I have no purpose in life, and when Aidy goes to college in a couple of years I really will have no purpose. Sit around and get old...
But now, everything's changed. For the first time in my life, I feel such a strong sense of purpose that it takes my breath away: to serve my master!
She sighed again, looking down at her naked body. She even kicked her sheets further down the bed so she could get a fuller view. You could say that Suzanne picked me out of the crowd because of my unusually curvy, sexy body, but I think there's a lot more to it than that. She's so smart; nothing gets past her. She can stare into my soul and see my profound unhappiness. Somehow, she knew. She could see everything that was happening to me, and she knew that serving a master is what I needed, deep down. Obviously, my body was my foot in the door, but there are countless other beautiful women she could have chosen and she picked me. I'm SURE she knew exactly what she was doing.
But the question is, what do I do now? I've been fucking tamed! Ironically, I bet that Master is clueless about what last night meant to me, but Susan must have a pretty good idea, and I'm sure Suzanne does too. I'm committed now. I'm not sure how it happened, but my future is all about serving and pleasuring Alan and his magnificent cock!
She searched her feelings. There it is! Ever since I've woken up, even with all these powerful emotions rocking me like a hurricane, demanding my full attention, I nonetheless feel this constant craving, this profound need, to do something for his cock. Put it in my mouth, or between my tits, or in my pussy, or even in my ass! Gaawwwd, even my ass! That's how far gone I am. At least hold it and stroke it, for crying out loud! I need it! I need to please it!
It's actually a really annoying sensation, because I crave it so badly and he's not here! In fact, at this very moment I'll bet he's sitting at his dining room table eating breakfast while Susan or Katherine are kneeling naked between his legs jacking him off. Or even sucking him off! Heck, he has such a powerful, insatiable cock that I'll bet both of them are endlessly licking it!
She grabbed her erect nipples and yanked on them. I could go crazy thinking about all the wonderful ways they're keeping it stiff and hot and pulsing with pleasure. Oh sweet Jesus! Have mercy!
She slid a hand between her hefty boobs and used her arms to press them tightly together.
If I were there, I'd want him to fuck my tits, for starters... I could see a special sparkle of delight in his eyes when he did that last night. Susan and Katherine would watch, burning with envy... Or maybe they'd help out and pull on my nipples, and even lick his cockhead clean when it peeks out the top! Wow! Or what if they both sucked on my nipples while I bent my head down and crammed all of his cockhead in my mouth, and then swirled my tongue all over and around it?! Good God! The possibilities are endless!
She found herself almost panting with anticipation, and forced herself to calm down.
Sadly, the Plummer house is so close, yet so far away. All I can do is sit here feeling lonely and horny. Chances are I won't get to see him AT ALL today! I can already tell that my new sex pet life is going to be divided into seemingly endless waiting and then brief bursts of pure joy when I get to be with him and serve him. Let the waiting begin. UGH!
My only tangible sign that last night really happened is this funny feeling tingling in my pussy. Well, that and a slightly sore jaw from sucking him so damn long. Boy, that really was a wonderful suck-fest! I'm really going to have to exercise my jaw muscles until I build up endurance like Susan has managed to do.
She reached down and gingerly fingered her slit. I can't believe I'm still sore there after a full night's sleep - when I didn't even get fucked. This ache is just from cumming and cumming and cumming over and over again. Damn!
An erotic memory from the fashion show hit her like a slap on the face, sending jolts of electric arousal throughout her body. Her thoughts rushed together as she tried to put them into words. Like when he had my naked body lying across his lap like a little girl's and he was wailing on my ass, and then I heard his zipper unzipping and I just knew he was going to fuck me to death once he was done putting me in my place, and I started cumming and cumming and it was all so much that I passed out! Phew!
She laughed out loud as she considered, And to think that just a few weeks ago I wasn't even that interested in sex! I mean, it was good, but not literally 'make me see stars' good. I guess it's the delicious submission that makes all the difference. Well, that and his huge cock, plus his endless stamina, and his handsome face, and how smart he is, or how kind yet firm. God, just everything about him!
But for now, let me bask in the joy of the submission! Mmmm... For instance, when I suck his cock, it's so much more than just a woman giving a man a blowjob. It's like he's this regal sultan and I'm just one of his many harem slaves. I have to put all my heart and soul into making his cock tower hum with arousal or I might not even get noticed. I'd have to dance, and crawl, and show my total devotion!
What a great fantasy, because that's exactly what I am: a harem slave! Just like in the days of old! She vividly imagined herself dressed in golden jewelry and bracelets and little else, as she was chosen to dance for her master while no less than four of his other slaves jointly licked his shaft. Those four others looked just like Susan, Suzanne, Katherine, and Amy.
Without consciously thinking about it, her inspection of her sore pussy was turning into a masturbation session. Mmmm. That reminds me of that wonderful "Sultan Alan" dream I told Susan about. To think that it's coming true for me already, here in modern suburbia! Of course, what happened to me last night for real is even better food for thought. Like the way he forced me to say "I am Alan's sex pet!" in front of everybody! WOW! One of the best and worst moments of my entire life, somehow at once!
But wait. I can't let myself replay those memories, or I'm gonna get too worked up. I'm getting far too thirsty for his spermy cream as it is. I have some serious thinking to do about my future. I can't stop to remember the way he spanked me so hard-
Oh God! He spanked me so damn hard! That was the BEST! She consciously realized what her fingers were doing, so she started pumping deeper in her juicy slit. I can't believe such a young man is so cheeky. So powerful! One forceful slap after another. UGH! I can almost feel it all over again. He really showed me my place!
She briefly kicked her legs up in the air as she felt another rush of arousal. Aaaah... It feels SO good! But I can't do this, not now! Aidy could still be downstairs, about to head for school. I should at least say goodbye. But it's just... too hot! I can't help myself! I'm such a bad, bad person. I'm turning into someone else, some kind of shameless slut, and the problem is that I like it!
Her fingers were pumping steady and deep now.
I have to... control my urges! It's a cop-out to say I can't decide my own fate just because Alan tamed me already. I DO have free will. I can stop playing with myself and think. I can!
She'd been rolling her clit between her fingers with one hand while digging into her slit with the other, but she forcibly withdrew her hands and pinned them behind her back.
There, that's better. Although... Dammit, this submissive position gets me way too horny too!
She arched her back, thrusting her big tits forward. She imagined herself in the middle of the Plummer living room with her arms crossed behind her just as they were at that moment. She was standing, but then she heard Alan say "Assume the position!" and she dropped to her knees. That set off another rush of arousal, even though she wasn't touching her privates in any way. Oh God! The three hottest words in the English language: "Assume the position!" No, "Suck my cock" is better. No, "Fuck me, slave!" is even better!
She started to reach for her clit, but then forcibly replaced her hand behind her back. NO! I don't care how arousing that is, I have to think with a clear head. This is important. The fact is, Alan is not all powerful. I know I exaggerate him in my mind. I CAN decide my own fate.
She sat still for a moment, just to make sure she wasn't going to resume masturbating. Let's get to the big question. What's the point of this life? What do I want? That's easy. I want to be happy and I want to be loved. Somehow, I wound up very rich, but that hasn't made me happy at all. And I've tried living a normal life in not one but two marriages, and that hasn't fulfilled me either or made me feel loved. True, raising Aidy has been my one great joy and my one true success, but let's be honest, that doesn't take up much of my time anymore, now that he's getting older. Between his school and homework and spending time on the computer and whatnot, I'm at loose ends most of the day.
With the money I have, it's pointless to look for a job. I've tried doing charity work, but that hasn't fulfilled me. Besides, Aidy will be going to college before you know it... Someone as wealthy as I am should be deliriously happy, right? And what would make me happier than pleasuring Alan's cock and keeping him happy? Nothing, that's what!
I know people would say that's not right, but frankly I don't give a flying fuck!
She removed her hands from behind her back. Within seconds, one was back gently twisting her clit. When I think how he treated me last night, the way he made me service his great cock with my big tits, and then suck and lick him for so very long... THAT'S what I want!
I want to visit the Plummer house every day. I want Susan to be my new best friend, and learn from her how to be a better sex pet. I want to learn from Mistress Suzanne too - she's a living goddess! It seems so right when she tells me what to do. I'd like more of that. Everyone there is great. Katherine and Amy are wonderful. But mostly, I want to be the best fuck pet I can be for my man, my master. Alan! God, I want to churn my hips on his stiff snake so damn bad! I can't wait for him to blast a hot cummy load deep in my TWAT! Yes, slutty women like me have twats, not vaginas. I want him to tie me up and then spank me, HARD! And then fuck the living shit out of me!
She was working her clit aggressively, with her massive globes heaving all over the place. I want to spend hours and hours kneeling next to Susan, together working magic on his fuck stick with our combined tongue attack. And then do the same with Mistress Suzanne, and the girls, and even other totally strange women who qualify as "Alan-worthy." I want to dance naked for him, and crawl to him on my hands and knees, and humiliate myself in public for him in a thousand different ways. I want his cock to LIVE between my tits! I want my jaw to feel constantly sore from too much sucking, and I want the smell of his cum always on my breath and in my cleavage. I even want to eventually give him my anal virginity, after he's spanked the hell out of my butt again!
She sensuously ran her free hand over her immense breasts. I certainly have the body for it. I have the right mentality for it too. This is my natural calling, to serve a superior cock! I'm not doomed after all. In fact, there's hope! And so much promise!
Sure, I know it's going to cause me lots of hardship, dealing with the fallout. The situation with Aidy is going to be especially tricky. But I'm confident that once he sees how happy and fulfilled I am, he'll support me. Anika will roll with the punches, as always. As for everyone else, they can all fuck off! Any of those fuddy-duddies would sell their souls for one night of endless, extreme pleasure like I had last night. You can keep your societal norms; I'd rather have a face splattered with sweet cum!
Her body writhed as she fondled her tits and pussy without restraint. Mmmm. And then I want him to cum again... all the way inside me! Drill my cunt hard! Hard and deep! And then pull out and cum on my tits! HNGGG! Yes! To match my pearly facial... Mmmm, AH! Master... Squirt it, squirt it! Paint me! Keep me naked and covered in cum, like you did last night... always! Always naked and cummy! UGH! UH! So good!
She sighed happily, even as she was working herself up to a monstrous climax. Yes, I've been tamed. I'm a full-grown "perfect ten" woman, and a multimillionaire no less, yet I find myself effectively owned by an eighteen-year-old high school student. And I'm okay with that. In fact, I've never felt better! If I was alone in this, I'd probably be worrying that I'm going crazy, but I'm not alone.
Who says that submissive sex isn't fulfilling? The more I give, the more I receive. Susan is my shining example, and things are working out beautifully for her. Besides, everyone in that house is so supportive. It's not just the hot, sweaty sex there that's got me hooked; it's all the love. I feel like I can do anything, and find true happiness, if I just hitch myself to their cart.
She resolved to put her worries to rest. She knew she still had problems galore, most especially her concern that Alan might not even want her to be around very much. That was such an awful prospect that she refused to even contemplate it, at least for the moment.
Besides, she'd worked herself up into a lather. This was a time to celebrate her taming. She knew she wasn't going to get out of bed until she'd had at least a number of great orgasms as she fantasized about getting fucked by her would-be master, eventually in every hole.
