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Meeting Her Master
by Slave Kimura (address withheld by master's decree)

***

A shy young college girl meets the unexpected Master of 
her dreams when she gathers her courage and meets the 
man behind the online name that has fueled her desires 
for BDSM. (Mdom/F, 1st, bd, dream)

***

Marilyn was a student at a local university and had 
long held her secret fantasies within herself. Months 
before she'd discovered a website where she could play 
out the life of her dreams a few hours at a time in the 
campus computer lab.

She often chose a corner table so others would not see 
over her shoulder. Only 20 at first, Marilyn still had 
the sweet baby face of a teenager which she sometimes 
saw as a curse. She dreaded the day she turned 21 and 
would be asked for ID and likely chased out of a bar or 
liquor store.

It was online that she met Master L. Master L seemed to 
be such a kind man, intelligent and well spoken. He 
informed her that he was older than she was, but 
Marilyn saw no reason to let this bother her. Their 
online games often left her wet and dying for release 
in her apartment afterwards. One day, Master L told her 
to go to a shop and purchase toys for her release. 

Marilyn was embarrassed, but motivated by Master L and 
did as he suggested. She purchased several things, an 8 
inch vibrator with a realistic shape, a 4 inch anal 
plug, and a lovely little device that would suction 
onto her clit and vibrate at different speeds with the 
click of a button.

Using these, she would often picture what she imagined 
Master L looked like, dreaming that she was bound by 
him while he used these things on her body. 

Her shame though was that she was no where near as 
beautiful as the woman she used for her avatar in the 
online chat room. She was short and a little plump. She 
wore glasses to read and thought that her hair, while a 
lovely shade of reddish brown and naturally wavy, was 
atrocious. Master L used only a picture of a mask and 
wrist shackles.

When he had asked for a real picture, she had been too 
shy to send him one and politely said no. He had kindly 
responded that he understood and that until he saw the 
real her, she would not see the real him.

Time passed and Marilyn found that the idea of normal 
sex just no longer appealed to her. She could barely 
get herself off anymore she longed to be bound for real 
so much. So when Master L asked to meet her in person 
in a private club, Marilyn was scared, but eagerly 
replied that she would.

Master L was delighted, soon he would see the girl he 
had been cultivating for months. He sent her detailed 
instructions on how to reach the club and warned her 
that it was unlike anywhere she'd ever been before. 
Master L also instructed her on what to wear. Marilyn 
was a little embarrassed but secretly thrilled when he 
instructed her to dress as a schoolgirl when she came 
to the club. 

"This way I will know you right away and not have to 
guess."

"But Master L, how will I know you?" Marilyn asked.

"You will know when I tell you what color panties you 
are wearing." he replied. "When you arrive, look around 
the place. Mind your manners, address everyone as Sir 
or Ma'am. When you are ready to meet Me, go to the bar 
and order a Shirley Temple. Others might order it, but 
you'll likely be the only schoolgirl there who orders 
it that night."

Marilyn agreed and began counting the days until 
Saturday night when she would finally meet the Master 
of her dreams...


Part 2-----

Master L, whose real name was Leonard, felt antsy. He 
was 32 years old and wondered if this 21 year old 
student was real at all. He hoped so and too began 
counting the days until she would come to the club.

Friday night, he sent her a message to make sure she 
was going to come. She replied of course, that she 
couldn't wait and he felt a sense of quiet triumph. The 
sad thing is that he would be working. Leonard called a 
co-worker and made arrangements. His fellow bartender, 
a lovely older woman named Margaret readily agreed to 
take up the slack on Saturday night in order for him to 
meet and hopefully acquire his first real pet.

Saturday afternoon approached and Leonard found himself 
feeling anxious. He dressed his best, in dark cargo 
pants, he did love the pockets for all the things he 
might need. A clean white t-shirt that framed his chest 
and shoulders well, the awkward bookworm's slight beer 
belly was covered with a black bowling style shirt with 
flames coming up from the hem and an image of his 
favorite pin up model Bettie Page on the back in a 
leopard print bathing suit. He carefully groomed his 
mustache and goatee into shape and shaved every other 
trace of hair from his face.

He had to wear glasses for his vision was poor without 
them and the thin black frames he worried made him look 
old. Not to mention the few gray hairs he was starting 
to get in his goatee and at his temples.

He arrived at the club before it opened and cleared his 
throat when he saw Margaret. Margaret beamed from ear 
to ear when she saw him, "Oh Leonard, you look so 
handsome!" she said and gave him a brief hug.

"Margaret, c'mon. Don't lie." He narrowed his cool icy 
blue eyes at her from behind his glasses.

Margaret touched his hair lightly, she stool a cool 5' 
11" over his own 5' 8". "You look fine, and I know you 
Leo. I've seen you with the pets here, they trust you 
and admire you. I'm sure this girl will find herself 
very lucky."

Leonard rolled his eyes and shook his head, "this is 
going to be a disaster."

Margaret slapped him and frowned, she was a Domme from 
the old days and didn't take such things for answers, 
"Leo, dammit, if you're going to chicken out, I will 
see to it that you are bound in the dungeon next week 
and let all the bitchy Dommes take their turns whipping 
the shit out of you."

Leonard frowned at her, he knew she meant business. "I 
won't chicken out."

Margaret looked down at him and raised an eyebrow, 
"You've been playing Dom on that site for 2 years now, 
and finally hook a fish that's close enough to you to 
actually meet. I won't let you blow it."

Leonard managed a smile, true, he'd learned how to 
Dominate women here and online. He was trusted here and 
was often allowed to play with other Master's pets from 
time to time. They usually enjoyed his attentions, 
surely if this girl was truly ripe and ready, she would 
too.

"You're right Margaret. I'll be fine. When she comes, I 
want you to take care of her if you're not busy. Oh and 
ask her to wear this.." He hands Margaret a simple 
blind fold. "Then tell her someone will escort her to a 
private room where she will meet Master L."

Margaret tucked the blindfold in her apron and smiled. 
"As you wish, Master L. Now let's get ready for the 
doors to open."


part 3------------------------------

Marilyn dressed in a short plaid school girl style 
skirt with knee high white socks and black flat Mary 
Jane shoes. She styled her hair up into two thick 
ponytails, her freshly washed hair began to dry into 
thick doll like curls with the help of a smooth in 
conditioner. She had taken the time to shave 
everywhere. And slipped on a pair of lavender panties 
that would match the lavender bra she had purchased. A 
button down white shirt with a sharp collar wasn't 
quite thick enough to cover the color of the 
undergarment, it made a dark silhouette under the 
shirt. She added a prim soft gray sweater to cover up a 
little more. 

She looked at herself in the mirror and for a moment 
thought how utterly silly she looked, her soft tummy 
and too large ass looked horrible in the outfit, but 
with a sigh she made herself smile. This was what he 
wanted her to wear, and he'd said once that he disliked 
skinny women. Marilyn hoped that her curves would not 
be too much for him.

She hurried to her car in the parking garage, trying 
not to be seen by her neighbors in this outfit. She 
made it to her car and slipped her glasses on, checking 
her makeup in the mirror she let out a nervous sigh and 
drove to the club with the directions Master L had 
given her.

She entered the club, as a first timer, the doorman 
offered her a ribbon to loop around her wrist.

"It means its your first time here. You can wear it if 
you like, you will be welcome here of course, the 
ribbon will only make it easy to see at a glance that 
you are to be treated with care."

Marilyn shook her head, "No thank you Sir. I'm meeting 
someone tonight. I don't think I'll need it."

The doorman nodded with a gentle smile and ushered her 
thru the door, "Have a pleasant evening little one." he 
gave her a gentle pat on the ass that made her blush 
brightly and smile as she entered the first large room.

Music played at a nice volume, masking conversations 
going on into a low mumble. She saw couples, 
threesomes, groups of people all talking. She saw women 
dressed in evening gowns with long gloves, in black 
leather pants and bustiers, some in only their 
underwear and one or two in nothing at all. There were 
a couple of other school girls there and she flushed, 
what if Master L mistook one of them for her?

A Man approached her as she walked in, he was young, 
handsome, tall with rich brown eyes and an easy smile. 
"Hello there young lady, I'm Robert, could I buy you a 
drink?" he offered his hand.

Marilyn shook her head with a blush, "No thank you 
Sir... I'm meeting someone tonight." she didn't shake 
hands.

Robert took her hand gently and raised it to kiss the 
back of it. Marilyn was amazed, she never got attention 
like this from good looking men outside. "How do you 
know it's not me?" he asked with a wink.

She blushed again and laughed softly, "Because I just 
know, but thank you Robert, for making me feel 
welcome."

He nodded and released her hand, "Ah well, perhaps 
another time if you come back eh? Have a nice night, 
and good luck young lady." he walked away.

Leonard's breath caught as he sat a drink down on the 
bar. He saw her as Robert walked away, a terrible 
womanizer, of course Robert would descend like a bird 
of prey on anyone who looked young and new. Leonard 
fought not to frown as a sense of monstrous jealousy 
overtook him for a moment that was her. It had to be, 
the outfit was perfect, the ponytails, the glasses, the 
soft curves and pale legs in those cute as a button 
knee socks. His girl was here. He glanced at Margaret 
and nodded toward her with a little smile. Margaret 
raised her eyebrows, the girl might be considered a 
little plain outside, but here with such an adorable 
outfit and that pretty doll curled hair and the rosy 
blush on her cheeks even Margaret thought the girl was 
lovely.

Marilyn made her way thru the room, glancing here and 
there as she tried to pick Master L from the crowd. 
What if he hadn't come at all? She heard moans and the 
sound of something smacking flesh from a curtained room 
to her left and jumped, bumping into a scantily clad 
girl wearing a thick black collar who was carrying a 
glass of wine. The girl gasped and made sure not to 
spill a drop.

"Oh! I'm so sorry." Marilyn turned and steadied the 
girl. The girl slowly smiled and nodded.

"it is quite alright Ma'am." she then whispered and 
leaned in a little, "you're new to this aren't you?"

Marilyn nodded and the girl continued in a soft voice, 
"you'll be fine, everyone here knows that no means no, 
until you go in one of those."

She gestured at the many curtained doorways, "then it 
gets really fun." the girl in the collar winked and 
then continued on her way. Marilyn turned to watch the 
girl walk, she was so graceful as she delivered the 
glass to an older gentleman, getting on her knees when 
she reached the table. The older man patted her head 
gently and stroked her face and spoke quietly to her.

Marilyn was in awe, that girl was a slave or a pet by 
the looks of it. It made Marilyn feel a little more 
bold and she knew it was time. She made her way to the 
bar and found an empty seat near the lady bartender. 
the Man at the other end of the bar had been watching 
her, she'd seen him like many others there and it made 
her nervous to feel his eyes on her like that.

"I'd like a Shirley Temple please." Marilyn asked.

The bartender lady smiled and nodded, "Ah, I was 
wondering when you'd be here. I'm Miss Margaret, when 
you're ready, let me know. Master L is here waiting for 
you."

Marilyn felt a little thrill and smiled, "thank you 
Miss Margaret." she sipped at the drink and made a 
little face. She looked the crowd over again, wondering 
where he was, what he was doing...then she couldn't 
stand it anymore and looked to Margaret. "I'm ready.."

Margaret gestured for her to turn around on the stool 
and looped a blindfold over her eyes. "Someone will be 
here in a moment to take you to him."

Leonard saw Margaret put the blindfold on the girl and 
smiled. A couple of regulars saw this and grinned as 
Leonard ducked behind the bar. Quiet conversation had 
been going around that Leonard was finally going to get 
his own pet tonight and now a girl had come to the bar 
and been blindfolded!

Marilyn felt scared again as she waited. Leonard 
gestured to a friend with a nod and a wink, feeling 
more confident as he saw her squirm on the stool.

"Take her to room 10." Leonard whispered and ducked 
down the hall.

A man's hands gently touched her arms and eased her off 
the stool, "Welcome to the club young lady, you're 
wanted in room 10. Don't worry, I'll lead you."

Marilyn nodded, breathless and her mouth had gone dry. 
"okay Sir." she said as he lead her down the hall, she 
heard a door open.

"He's waiting inside." the man at her elbow said. It 
was the older gentleman who's pet she had bumped into, 
but Marilyn didn't know that, she only smelled his 
cologne as he ushered her inside and closed the door 
behind her.

Marilyn reached up for the blindfold and felt hands on 
hers.

"Master L?" she asked.

"Of course." Leonard said, his voice had a gravely 
touch to it and Marilyn could smell him.

"Then what color panties am I wearing?" she asked 
blushing.

Such a smart girl, Leonard chuckled, "If you followed 
my instructions they are lavender."

Marilyn relaxed and smiled, "I was worried, "

Leonard pulled her forward and gently sat her in a 
chair. "Nothing to be worried about little Mary, I am 
going to give you everything you wanted, but first, 
will you be My pet and wear a collar to show it?"

Marilyn swallowed hard an nodded, his voice was a 
little rough, but so soothing and his hands were 
gentle. "Yes."

Leonard walked behind the chair and took out the 
special collar he had picked for her, she'd said her 
favorite color was purple so he had found a sub collar 
that was suede on the inside to be soft on her skin and 
it was purple dyed leather. "Yes what?" he asked near 
her ear.

"Yes Master." she replied and felt the soft leather 
collar come around her neck, she tensed when she felt 
it buckled behind her head and squirmed. "Can I see you 
now? please? you've seen me.."

Leonard came around and stroked her face gently, "I 
have, and you are so beautiful Mary, tell me your real 
name and I will take off the blindfold."

"Marilyn..." she murmured and clasped her hands in her 
lap. She felt the blindfold untied and opened her eyes. 
She was in a dimly lit room, it was furnished with a 
soft red sofa, a large black wooden X frame stood in 
one corner, to one side was a wide bench with straps 
attached to it. flogs, paddles, whips, gags and other 
assorted things hung from hooks on the wall. She gasped 
and shivered at the sight and then heard the footsteps 
behind her. She touched the collar at her neck and 
whimpered, a little afraid again, then he came into 
view.

It was the male bartender, looking up at him from the 
chair where she sat, she took him in. He wasn't all 
that tall, and he had a rounded belly, a slightly 
bookish look to him with the glasses and touch of gray 
hair here and there. She felt so relieved in a way, no 
wonder he had been watching her since she'd come in the 
door.

Leonard just looked at her and saw her posture relax a 
little, oh she was lovely and young, so innocent it 
made his cock jump just to look at her and then she 
smiled at him. A soft shy little smile that made 
dimples crease her cheeks and her eyes shine behind the 
dark metal framed glasses that perched on her nose.

He stepped forward and took her hands, "come My pet, " 
he pulled her up from the chair and ran his hands over 
her shoulders, "My name is Leonard, but you will always 
call me Master or Sir. do you understand?"

She nodded, "Yes Master, I understand."

Leonard stood back then, "I have taught you many things 
online pet, now I want you to show me what you 
remember. It's just you and I here now, just like in 
our own little world on the computer. Take off the 
sweater pet and hang it on the chair, then come to me 
like you've been told."

He walked back and sat on the sofa to watch her. His 
new pet, shrugged off her sweater with a slight blush 
and hung it on the chair, then dropped to her knees and 
crawled to him across the floor. She rested her head 
against his knee for a moment, then knelt back on her 
heels and placed her hands on her knees, tilting her 
chin up toward him but lowering her eyes.

Leonard was immediately pleased but noticed a drop of 
moisture come from the corner of one of her eyes. The 
single little tear made him shiver and growl a little. 
He watched her shudder at the sound and remembered how 
sweet she had seemed online, how bashful and 
responsive. This was now real and her heart must be 
racing.

Marilyn didn't know why she had shed that tear, 
nervousness, she had said she was His before she'd even 
seen his face. She barely knew him, what if this had 
all been a trap and he was not as kind as he'd seemed? 
How foolish was she to now be obeying the commands of a 
stranger?

"You will not use I, or Me anymore. You are a pet and 
will refer to yourself as such when you are in my 
presence. You may walk when you are out in the club, 
but in here you will crawl unless I tell you 
differently. You will speak only after I speak. If 
anyone asks to play with you out there, you will 
politely direct them to Me. If you do not wish to play 
with them, a simple shake of your head will tell me no. 
If you wish to obey the request simply raise your eyes 
and smile at me and I will know you do not object. Do 
you understand these things pet?"

Marilyn nodded and replied in a shaky little voice, 
"Yes Master."

Leonard soothed his fingers thru her thick curls and 
rumbled, pleased with her and her posture. She must 
have been practicing at home alone all these months. 
"for now, we will keep our games in here until I 
determine you are ready to go outside. give me your 
hands."

Marilyn lifted her hands and placed them in his lap, it 
occurred to her that she had never asked how big he 
was. He had specified she should buy an 8 inch long 
vibrator... she wondered and stole a glance up at him.

"I saw that pet, eyes down." he said sternly and placed 
black leather cuffs around each of her wrists. "Now 
stand and strip your upper body pet."

Marilyn stood and gulped, she removed her shirt and 
felt a sharp tinge of embarrassment when her soft tummy 
was exposed. She hung it on the chair and then removed 
her bra, her full C cup breasts now were free and her 
rosy brown nipples began to harden a little in the cool 
air and under his gaze. She was embarrassed and yet 
excited that he was looking at her like this.

Leonard rose from the couch and approached her. Marilyn 
wanted to cover herself, but knew better. She stood 
with her hands at her sides and kept her eyes lowered. 
Leonard's hands felt warm when he reached out and 
cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushed over her nipples 
and she let out a shaky sigh.

"My sweet little pet, how many times have you dreamed 
of Me doing this?"

"P-pet has lost count M-master," she stammered and 
squirmed on her feet.

"mmm... I love to hear that. Now, come with me." He 
took her hands and led her to the side, a hook hung 
down from the ceiling. "Stand here and raise your 
arms."

Marilyn looked up as she raised her arms and saw the 
hook, she shivered again and felt wetness start between 
her thighs. Leonard looped a chain over the hook and 
latched it to the cuffs on her hands, it kept her arms 
raised high over her head. He pulled her ponytails thru 
so he could see them from the front and stroked her 
face again. "Are you scared pet?"

"A l-little Master.." she nodded, afraid to look at his 
face again yet.

"You can look at me now, I want you to look at me once 
I speak to you. I want to see those lovely eyes of 
yours.."

Marilyn blushed and looked at him, his eyes were such a 
cold blue color and yet they twinkled with a warmth, 
"thank you Master." she said, feeling for the first 
time the same thrill in her heart that she'd often 
experienced sitting in her chair and reading his words 
on the screen.

Leonard circled her, as he put on a pair of soft black 
leather gloves, he trailed his leather clad fingers 
over her skin. "now, you must choose a safeword. A 
signal, so that if anything I do makes you feel too 
uncomfortable I will know when to stop."

Marilyn nodded and had been expecting this, "Brick."

Leonard smiled, "very good, and if you are gagged, I 
would like you to tap, clap or pat your foot 3 times. 
Understand?"

Marilyn nodded again, closing her eyes as his hands 
trailed around her waist and his fingers found the 
zipper of her skirt. Her breath caught as he unzipped 
her skirt and pushed it down to her ankles. He remained 
there crouched in front of her and looked up. "For now, 
no talking. You may make sounds, but do not speak 
unless it is to say your word. I want to give you what 
it is you desire little pet.."

Marilyn whimpered a bit and Leonard ran his hands over 
her legs, a little thick in the thighs but with 
beautiful calves. She shifted on her toes and he gave 
her a swift slap on the ass. "Don't move."

Marilyn let out a little cry of surprise but grew 
still. She shivered with anticipation as he slowly 
removed her panties and leaned in to brush his face 
against her shaved pussy. "oh pet, you have no idea how 
much you've pleased me so far." he murmured and she 
blushed brightly letting out a tiny moan.

Leonard loved hearing her for the first time and rose 
to walk to the wall where lengths of rope were stored 
in a chest behind the sofa. He admired her posture 
hanging there by her hands, her body was clean and 
unmarked. He had a moment where he wondered how she 
would react to his... Then he carried the soft red rope 
over and stood before her. "I'm going to bind your 
breasts pet, that is some thing we have discussed 
before."

Marilyn nodded and watched him with her innocent eyes 
as he began to wind the rope around her breasts and 
behind her neck. Each breast was carefully supported by 
his hands as he wound the rope around them until they 
jutted out beautifully. Now this he could not resist 
and leaned in to lick at her nipples, bringing a gasp 
from his pet. Her breasts would soon grow pink and then 
a shade of red in this style of bondage and Leonard 
couldn't wait to see. Her gasps and little sounds were 
so sweet though, he sucked one nipple into his mouth 
and rolled his tongue over it. Delighted at how she 
squirmed and moaned eagerly. He raised his head and 
gave each breast a light slap making them jiggle and 
his pet squirm.

More of the red rope crossed her stomach and went 
around her waist. He crouched  again, slipping off her 
shoes and wrapping another pair of leather cuffs around 
her ankles. She whimpered again, and he patted her leg, 
"shhh," Marilyn didn't know what he was doing and it 
scared her a little, but she didn't want him to stop 
yet, she could feel the warmth between her legs 
starting to grow.

He lifted her legs then and put them over his 
shoulders, pulling her pussy toward his face. She 
smelled young and clean and ripe, his tongue probed 
between her bare lips and she jerked with a surprised 
sound like a scream bitten in half. Music, sweet music, 
Leonard thought as he probed deeper with his tongue, 
tasting her, that thrill of power came with knowing 
that he could do anything he wanted with her until she 
spoke the safeword.

Marilyn squirmed and panted for breath as his tongue 
worked on her pussy, god it felt so good, she felt 
helpless bound and hanging like this and it only added 
to her pleasure. Never had oral sex felt so good! She 
moaned softly and quivered above him. Leonard stopped 
and eased her legs down again, then stood to watch her 
whimper and twist toward him, her eyes, that lovely 
young body wanted more from him and now was the time to 
see how much.

He removed his outer shirt and circled behind her, 
stripping to his boxers. His own body bore the scars of 
an abusive trainer. A woman who had taken far too much 
delight in his pain, she had told him to be a proper 
Master he had to know what it was to be a slave. Long 
ago he had vowed never to do such things to any pet or 
slave of his own. Whip marks, small burns, old cuts had 
all healed to pinkish white marks on his back, upper 
arms and chest. Some women found him scary because of 
them, now he would see what his pet thought.

Marilyn heard the rustling behind her and wanted to 
turn to see, but was afraid to do so. Then he came to 
stand in front of her again and her eyes went wide at 
the sight of him. Those scars, where had they come 
from?...would he want to mark her like that as well? 
she had never asked and she panted, scared, but kept 
her mouth shut.

Leonard saw her reaction and frowned at first, but then 
realized that she hadn't spoken a word. No safeword, no 
revulsion, only panting and a touch of fear in her 
eyes. God she was perfect. He reached out and grasped 
her now pink breasts, fondling them as he spoke to her. 
"a little bit of fear is a good thing, pet. it means 
you will behave."

Marilyn moaned at his touch, she couldn't help it, her 
breasts felt tight and each touch made them feel alive, 
made them ache. She did not speak, but only watched 
him. He ran his hands up her arms and brought the chain 
down from the hook. He led her to the sofa and stopped 
her in front of it. He unfastened the chain from her 
wrists but left the slip hooks attached to the cuffs. 
"You are not built for arm-binders pet, so this will 
have to do.." He clicked the cuffs to the rope that 
criss-crossed her body behind her back.

She tugged at her wrists a little and turned her head 
to try to look at him with a little whimper. "I love it 
when you whimper pet.." he rumbled next to her ear and 
pushed her down gently to her knees in front of the 
couch, then came to stand in front of her and sat down 
caressing her face and parting her lips with his 
thumbs.

"Let's see how well that mouth of yours can do other 
things..."

She squirmed and watched as he raised his hips and 
removed his boxers, a thick 8 inch cock jutted up 
before her eyes and she gasped out a little moan. She 
looked up at him and licked her lips nervously. Leonard 
put a hand to the back of her head and pulled her 
forward, she rose on her knees a bit more and took the 
head of his cock in her mouth without a word or sound 
of protest.

It was just like the one she had bought, almost, except 
it was warm and throbbed in her mouth as she wrapped 
her tongue around the underside and started to suck, 
gentle and slow at first, bobbing her head along the 
length with his hand to guide her. Leonard groaned with 
pleasure and after a few minutes started to lift his 
hips under her, pushing his cock farther into her 
mouth. She twisted a little and murmured a moan around 
a mouthful of his cock, but there were no taps, no 
claps of her hands. He pulled her head down more, 
guiding her to go faster. She began to suck harder. 
Marilyn had never felt such a thrill like this before, 
she knew she couldn't get away unless she tapped and 
didn't want to. So her Master was not the best looking 
man she'd ever seen, his touch was gentle and he 
thought she was beautiful!

Leonard could take no more of this, after months of 
dreaming of sinking his cock into a fresh pet's pussy, 
he growled and pulled her head away from his cock by 
her thick ponytails. "enough pet, Master wants to sink 
his cock straight into that pretty bald pussy.." he 
leaned down and finally kissed her suck swollen lips. 
Marilyn moaned and kissed him back hungrily, parting 
her lips eagerly under his.

Her tight breasts brushed against his legs and she 
squirmed.

Leonard pulled her lips away from his and stood, 
pulling her up by her hair and her shoulder. He was 
filled with desire and lust for his fresh pet, the way 
she only whimpered and moaned, following his 
instructions not to speak so well. He led her to the 
low wide table and helped her up onto it. She knelt 
there watching him as he pulled a wedge pillow from 
under the sofa. He placed it in front of her, then 
turned her and laid her back on the table. "good pet, " 
he rumbled with a smile as he hooked her ankles to the 
table. Her arms still locked behind her back and the 
wedge pillow lifting her hips up toward him, Marilyn 
watched over her tight swollen breasts as he came to 
her, she saw with relief that he wore a condom.

Leonard guided the head of his cock to the sweet hot 
bald pussy waiting for him, watching her face as he 
pushed into her with a swift firm stroke. He is 
rewarded as her eyes slide shut for a moment, her mouth 
open in a gasp, then she moans and opens her eyes again 
to look up at him. God, she was tight and wet as he 
could have wished, holding her hips he started to find 
a rhythm that soon had her moaning like an accomplished 
slave.

Marilyn felt she could die happy, bound and fucked like 
she'd dreamed and his cock felt so right and so oh god! 
Her tight breasts bounced with each stroke and she 
began to writhe, panting and moaning for breath, he'd 
told her to ask for permission to cum online, but here 
would she be allowed to talk? She whimpered loudly and 
Leonard growled back. She sounded so gorgeous when she 
did that, then he smiled. slowing just a little.

"You have my permission to cum pet, this time without 
asking." He said and pulled almost entirely out of her, 
then plunged in hard and swift, fucking her harder and 
faster until she suddenly screamed, bucking her hips up 
against him, he could feel her pussy clench around him 
as she came. Just a little more, god she was milking at 
him, so tight and the sound of her scream had just 
revved his heart up to the point it felt like it would 
explode. He dug his fingers into her hips and slammed 
his cock into her, again, again, again until he burst 
with a groan, spurting the condom full of seed.

Marilyn lay there, gasping for breath, sighing, feeling 
more relaxed than she had in days. She smiles up at 
him. Leonard pulls away slowly and down from the table.

He walks around to kiss her again, pulling the pillow 
from beneath her, he sits her up without ever breaking 
the kiss. Marilyn twists and whimpers, kissing him 
back.

He breaks the kiss and frees her ankles.

Leonard frees her hands and pulls her hands up around 
his neck and scoops her up off of the table. "You can 
speak freely now pet." he said.

"That was even better than I had ever dreamed, you're 
wonderful Master." she replied with a soft smile.

"So are you my sweet pet." Leonard smiled and set her 
down on the couch, then started to remove the red rope 
bindings. He kissed at her tight swollen breasts and 
sucked at each of her nipples again. "Stay right here." 
he instructed as he walked to the chest and put the 
rope away. It had left such perfect markings on her 
skin. Marilyn remained there patiently, perfectly 
still, watching him when he was in view, she found 
herself feeling warm and safe here. Sure that her 
Master would take care of her.

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Some time after they had vanished together, Margaret 
heard the door open down the hall. Leonard and his 
blushing new pet emerged. She was flushed and still in 
her stockings, but shoeless. Her skirt and shirt were 
on again, but her shirt was unbuttoned. She wore a 
collar and Margaret beamed. Leonard was dressed to work 
at the bar again, though his shirt was unbuttoned too.

"Congratulations Leonard." she smiled at him.

"Margaret, this is my pet Marilyn." Leonard ushered 
Marilyn up onto a stool at the bar.

"and congratulations to you too Marilyn, lucky girl to 
have our Leonard for a Master." Margaret said.

Marilyn looked at Leonard and blushed with a big smile, 
"oh yes, a very lucky girl indeed."

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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