Chapter 3

My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent.

She was so fluent that she had started writing in English. She was posting some of her poems and stories online. And she read all of the time while I was working. That's how she came to read about Dominance and Submission. Some of her stories were erotic, and the sites she posted them on had many different kinds of stories to choose from. She often got ideas for sex play from the stories. We always had to put them into practice.

This is how I became her Master and she became my sub. It started out as just role playing, but soon turned into something much more.

"Welcome home Steve! Did you have a perfect day? I did. I had a good day. I wrote two stories and both were accepted. Now it is time to feed you and make you relax for the evening. I have dinner ready now, Master."

"Hi, buttercup. I'm tired. Ready to eat. Let me wash up. What's this about a master?"

"It is about a game we shall play tonight. Okay? Let us eat and we shall talk about it."

So I went in and washed up and then we dined. She was learning to cook American food, but she still liked to prepare something familiar from her youth. I learned to like Mediterranean and North African style cooking. I had always enjoyed Italian and Greek. This was just a little different with new spices and flavors. It was good.

"So Steve, there is something I want to try. May we? It would be playing that you are my Master and I am your submissive little slave. Would that please you? I would have fun with it. Let us try it tonight, okay? I will be a good little pet to you my Master."

"Okay, you little scamp. We'll play your game. Let's finish eating and we can play later."

It was a Friday so I would not have to work again until Monday. This was lucky, as it turned out. The weekend became more intense than I have ever expected. I think even Annie was surprised. She had thought to have some role playing fun. It turned into a life changing experience.

While Annie was washing dishes and cleaning up the kitchen I spent some time on the computer. I had never actually been part of the BDSM scene. It was rather new to me. I had ideas, of course. But it never hurts to do some research into a subject. I would discover that it was an intricate lifestyle with many nuances that I found interesting. But for now I was planning to keep it simple. I would be the Master, of course. I didn't have a submissive personality. But Annie had already shown that she liked to be used in sex. I would be glad to use her again, as I had done many times before. This time, it would carry different undertones.

Some of the things that Masters or Mistresses used to please themselves and their subs were not to be found in our home. I would make do. I had belts, of course. And candles. I would find other things to make the experience new and exciting. I went in to shower as I was feeling sweaty from the heat of a California summer.

I heard the bathroom door opening as I was washing my hair. I had shampoo on my head and I didn't want to open my eyes. The shower door opened. I felt hands on my chest, and roaming down to my cock. It was becoming engorged as my buttercup began to stroke it. I thought it was time to start the role playing.

"Get on your knees slave! Now. I want you to submit. Hear me, little slut? On your knees, now."

I finished washing the shampoo out of my eyes and glanced down to see Annie looking up with water pouring down over her as she knelt in submission. She was smiling and she was reaching up to take my prick again.

"Little slut, you will wait for orders. Why do you smile? Do not smile or touch me until I allow it. Is that understood, my bitch?"

Her eyes were now lowered and she was trembling. Perhaps with fear, perhaps with a tiny bit of laughter. We would see. But she was following orders. That was good. I was still hard. I was enjoying this. I finished showering and told her to get out.

"Dry me first little sub. I don't want to get a chill. When you have finished you may dry yourself off and come into the bedroom. Understood?"

She nodded, and began using the large towel to dry me, making sure that she fondled my balls and dick. I remained hard. I could see her inverted nipples were hardened. Her long black hair was wet, but she would dry it before coming to me, and she would be lovely, as always.

When she came into our bedroom I was prepared. I had found some of her scarves in a dresser drawer. I also had found some candles in the sideboard in the dining room. We would see if she enjoyed being a submissive slave or not. A little pain might change her mind. I would enjoy finding out.

"Get on the bed. Stretch out and spread your arms and legs. I'm going to tie you to the bed with these scarves. Did you have something to say, slave? No? I thought not. Hurry. I'm getting horny and I want to use you now."

She scrambled onto the bed and spread out with her wide eyes glistening in the light from the candles I had scattered around the room. Her arms stretched toward the bedposts as I tied them tightly. I moved to do the same with her legs. When she was as I wanted her I smiled at her.

"Are you ready to be used my little slut? You will be used. You will submit. You are my sex pet now and you'll do as I wish. Understood, little cunt?"

"Yes Master. I want only to serve you. Use me Master. Please use me."

With that, still smiling, I took one of the candles from the dresser and approached the bed. I carefully crawled up to her side and then I tilted the candle. It began dripping onto her nipple. She cried out as I dripped more hot wax onto the other breast.

"Is that good, pet? Do you want more? You are not to come yet. Understood?"

"It is so good Master. It hurts, but it is so good. I have to come, please, Master. My pussy is so hot now."

"No. You won't come. Hear me? Not until you are told to do so. I'm going to have some more fun now."

I was allowing the candle to drip down her chest onto her tummy. I filled her navel and then dripped directly onto her cunt. She cried out again, and I could see tears in her eyes. But her pussy was thrusting up and I could see she wanted badly to come for me.

"When I drip this candle wax onto your clit you may come. Do you hear me, slut. I am letting you come now."

I dripped onto her clit and she writhed as the pain made her have an intense orgasm. Her whole body was straining against the tethers as she came and came. I could see her tingling as I leaned over and began sucking on her tits. Each inverted nipple popped out for me as I sucked and bit her tits. Some wax came off as I sucked but most stuck. She was crying out with joy as she continued coming. It was my turn now.

I placed the candle on the side table. Then I lowered my ass down onto her face, with my nuts hanging on her chin. I pressed down and her tongue began licking my ass. I leaned down and peeled the wax off of her breasts and the rest of her body, down to the pussy. She was used to wax being used to bare her cunt. Now we had used it to make her come. I felt her tongue entering my ass hole. My prick became harder still. I moved back and she took each ball into her mouth to suck on it. I was pleased.

Now I wanted to come. I had allowed her to come and it was time for the Master to give her his seed. I rose up and turned around with my knees beside her chest and tits. I took my cock and pressed her tits together around it and began to fuck her cleavage. She stretched her tongue out trying to lick my prick as it came out with each thrust. I was groaning and telling her she was my pet.

"Yes Master. I am your pet. Use me Master. Come for me Master."

"I will come when I wish, slut. Ah, shit, you're a good piece of ass my little one."

I continued fucking her tits until I felt my come approaching. I started hand jerking then, getting ready to spray her face with spunk. Her mouth was wide and she was moaning and straining at the scarves, wanting to stroke my cock and get all of my milk, there and then. I jacked and yelled out to her that I was coming.

"Take it. Open your mouth. Oh, fuck. Take it baby girl. Shit, I'm coming!"

It spurted out onto her face. Some hit her tongue and she gobbled it up, but I kept squirting on her face and she was begging to eat my come. I crammed my cock into her mouth and she sucked it as if her life depended upon getting every drop of sperm into her throat.