Chapter 2

Jon woke me up a few hours later. "Wake up, baby." he murmured.

Sleepily, I opened my eyes, his handsome face coming into focus.

Smiling, I wrapped my arms around him. "Is it morning?"

Jon chuckled, "Nope." he said, and pushed his hips into my leg, so that I could feel his hard cock. "I'm not done with you."

My eyes widened. "Again?" I squeaked.

Jon smiled and lowered his head. "Again." he murmured against my lips, giving me a hard, possessive kiss. I kissed him back, feeling my pussy began to throb in desire. Jon pulled back his head, and rolled me to my stomach. While I lay there, missing the feel of his lips, he pushed two pillows under me, his hands brushing against my overly sensitive skin.

"Jon?" I whispered, uncertain. Instantly there was a sharp smack to my ass. I cried out in surprise and turned my head to look at him. He was scowling at me, looking stern.

"What... ?" I began.

"Who am I?" he asked, his hand held out warningly. When I didn't answer immediately he smacked my ass again, harder this time. "Who am I?" he repeated, his tone low and controlled.

"My... my master?" I answered uncertainly, my mind racing

Master put out his hand, and soothingly rub my sore ass. "Yes, I am, and you will address me as such, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?" I nodded uncertainly, and jumped when he smacked me again. "Answer me." he ordered.

"Yes, master, I understand." I said, meekly.

Master smiled approvingly. "Don't worry, you will come to know the rules soon enough. You're already doing very good." I glowed at his approval; glad he wasn't angry with me. Master bent and kissed my cheek, moving over to my shoulders, and down my back. I shivered, my nipples peaking. Master moved his body to in between my legs, his broad shoulders keeping my legs spread wide. I cried out when I felt his tongue gently probe my pussy, and pushed my hips backward. Master ran his tongue around the opening to my body a few times, and then moved up to gently probe my clit. I could feel my body tightening, as I began my climb. Master surged up my body, and I whimpered at the loss of his tongue. He pressed a hot kiss to my neck, and whispered in my ear. "Do you trust me, baby?"

I trembled at the question, but nodded. A sharp sting on my ass. "Yes, master, I trust you." I said hastily.

Master stood got off of me, and shivering, I turned my head to watch him. He walked over to a chest by his bedroom wall, and opened it. I couldn't see what was in the chest, but he pulled out four silk scarves, and walked back toward me, leaving the chest open. Master gently tied one of the scarves around my arm, and I trembled, not sure that I was comfortable with this. Master tied my arm firmly to the bedpost, and ran a hand down my back.

"Shh, it's ok, baby. You can trust me."

I relaxed, his words comforting. Quickly Jon tied my other arm, and both feet to the bedposts, so that I was laying in his bed, spread eagle. Master soothingly ran a hand down my back, and up, helping me relax. He ran his hand down till he was cupping the soft curves of my ass. He ran his finger between the crack, stopping at my asshole, and gently probed. I tensed, and he stopped moving his finger, but left it there. "Are you still a virgin in this hole?" he asked.

I nodded, and then remembered. "Yes, master."

Master ran his finger down to my clit, and he gently pinched it. "Baby?"

"Yes, master?" I moaned.

"I want you to do something for me. It might be a little uncomfortable, but it would make me very happy. Will you do that for me?"

I tensed, afraid, but then I remembered that I'd agreed to trust him, and I forced myself to relax, knowing that he wouldn't harm me. Master went and got some more things from his chest. I couldn't see what they were, because Master had put them out of my sight. "Our love play is about to get more intense than you are accustomed to, Baby, so you need to think of a safe word. This is a word for you to use if I go too far." he explained, his hand gently fondling the round globes of my ass.

I thought for a second, and then whispered. "Serenity, Master?"

"That'll work." Master said, putting something cold and wet on my ass. Master rubbed it in, his hand moving down to rub my already throbbing clit. I shuddered and moaned, but he moved his hand back up to my asshole. I tensed, suddenly knowing what he was going to do. "Relax, Baby." he murmured. "I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't relax it's going to." I took a couple deep breaths, and forced my butt muscles to unclench. "Good girl." he said, gently probing my asshole with his slick finger. Master pushed harder, and I cried out in pain, tears springing to my eyes, then his finger popped in and he stopped moving. My asshole screamed at me, telling me that this was wrong, but I refused to use my safe word. Master wanted this, and I wanted him to be happy.

After a few seconds the muscles relaxed and it ceased to hurt. I felt unbearable full, a feeling similar to the first time I'd had sex.

Master slowly pushed the butt plug into me, until it was seated to the hilt. Running a hand down to my dripping pussy, he pushed one finger, and then two into me. I whimpered, and pushed myself backward, enjoying the feel of his fingers in me. "There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked.

"No, Master."

Master reached up and untied my hands, and then down to untie my feet. He gently rolled me over, and bent to give me a kiss. "Thank you, baby." I arched my back, pressing my breasts into his chest, and my hand reached down to gently fondle his cock. Master groaned, and pushed his hips into my hand. I pumped my hand on it several times, and then reached down to fondle his balls. Master rolled us over, so that he was on his back, and I was on top. "69 me." he ordered. I quickly scrambled around so that my pussy was in his face. Eagerly I sucked his cock into my mouth, pumping my mouth up and down. I slowly took more and more of his cock in my mouth until I could deep throat it. I ran my tongue around the smooth top, and worked the muscles of my throat, caressing his shaft, working him toward an orgasm. I ran my hand down and caressed his balls.

Meanwhile Master had been busy licking and sucking me toward orgasm. His hands had me spread wide, open to his gaze, and every now and then he'd give my butt plug a gentle tug, reminding me of it's presence, and sending waves of a pleasure, and a little pain, through my body. I urgently pushed my pussy into his face, needing satisfaction. "Uh, uh, uh!" he said. "You don't get to cum till you make me cum." I increased my effort on his cock, sucking furiously. "Swallow, baby." he ordered thickly, then groaned, his back arching of the bed, as he came in and endless torrent. I sucking down his hot cum, finding it delicious. When I was done, I licked his cock clean, making an 'mmm' sound.

"Good girl." he praised, and I glowed. Master pushed two fingers in my ass, and pulled them out, fucking me with his fingers. Then his talented tongue started flicking my clit, driving me to my peak and over. I gave a small screech, and then convulsed in his arms, wave after wave of pleasure erupting in me, consuming me. When I'd returned to earth, I found myself snuggled next to Master. He was gently stroking my back, soothing me.

I turned shining eyes on him, and smiled. "Thank you, Master."

Master bent over and gave me a gentle kiss. "You're welcome, baby." Master gently patted my ass, then got up and went back to the chest. Too tired to move, I watched him pull out another, larger, butt plug. He walked back over, and rolled me over on my stomach. I felt him pull out my butt plug, and then slowly, carefully, insert the new one, stretching my asshole even more. When it was all the way in, he gave my bottom a pat. "Leave that in till morning, baby." he murmured, climbing back in bed with me, and wrapping a strong arm around me. I fell asleep, secure in his arms.

That morning I woke up as the bright hues of the sun came in the windows. I lay there for a few seconds, enjoying the feel of my body pressed tight to Master's, but eventually my bladder made itself known, and I had to get up and use the toilet. When I stood up my butt plug rubbed my sensitive insides, reminding me of its presence. I considered taking it out, but decided against it. I wanted to have Master remove it, just as he'd put it in. When I was done peeing, I climbed back in bed with him, and wrapped my arms around him, dozing back off. A few hours later I woke to the twisting and tugging my butt plug. I opened my eyes and found Masters hot blue gaze on me. "Good morning, Baby."

I groaned, and arched myself into him. "Good morning, Master."

Master ceased his manipulations of my butt plug and got up. He strolled over to the chest, and pulled out an even larger butt plug, this one nearly as large as his cock. When he approached the bed I rolled over to give him access to my ass, this time without being told. Master patted my ass, and praised me. "But this time," he said, "I want you to pull your knees up under your chest, and put your ass in the air." Blushing, I did as he requested, wantonly pushing my ass in the air. I knew that he'd seen all there was of me, but that had been at night, and it was broad day.

Master pulled out the medium sized butt plug, and squirted some more KY Jelly on my ass, his finger rubbing it in. He inserted his finger in me, then two, distributing KY Jelly everywhere. I felt so full, my pussy growing wet at the rubbing. Master pulled his fingers out, and put the larger butt plug at my entrance. It was harder to get in, and I whimpered out at the pain, trying to pull away. Master put a firm hand on the small of my back, keeping me still, and maneuvered it till it was all the way in, ignoring my protests. I considered my safe word, but chose not to use it. If this pleased Master, then I'd submit. I lay there for a second, panting, waiting for the pain to abate, before I carefully rose.

I reached behind me to fidget with it, hoping to find a way to reduce the discomfort, but quickly put my hands back in front of me when Master smacked them. "Leave it alone."

"Yes, master."

I crouched down to pick up my clothes, but dropped them at Master's command. "You are to never wear clothing in this house. You are mine, and I want to see you." I felt a blush spread over my body, heating my face, neck and breasts.

"But..." I protested.

Master reached out and gave me a small slap on my face. "Don't argue with me, Baby," he said sternly. Confused I lowered my eyes to my feet. Another sharp slap, this time to my ass.

"Yes, master." I said, quickly. "I'm sorry, master."

Master nodded, "It's okay, Baby. You're still new to this, I expect the occasional mistake." I stood there, head down, wondering what he was talking about.

"Go make some breakfast," he instructed, "and I'll answer your questions then." Obediently I walked out of his room, and down the hall to the kitchen. My stomach rumbled, and I realized that I was starved. I quickly prepared two ham and cheese omelets, and put them on the table. Master was already sitting there, looking at some papers. I put down my plate, and he gave it a small frown, but didn't say anything. I sat down, and began to eat.

Master broke a piece of toast and bit into it thoughtfully. "Baby?" he asked.

"Yes, master?"

"Have you ever her of D/s relationships?"

"Yes, master." I answered. "I've heard things here and there, but I don't know really know much about them."

Master smiled, softly. "I am a Dominant, Baby, and you are a Submissive." I lifted my head in surprise. Master held up a hand, holding back my exclamations. "Tell me this, Baby. In your relationship with Matthew, did you feel... unfulfilled, like you weren't getting something that you needed?"

I thought about that. I had always felt a definite... lack in my relationships, like something was missing. I nodded my head, knowing that Master was right. "Yes, master, I've never felt as... cherished as I so with you."

Master gave me a pleased smile. "That's because you were meant to be mine, baby. I have a contract here that outlines the rules of this kind of relationship." he nodded to the papers next to his plate. "I want you to look over them, and be sure before you sign them, because once they're signed I will own you, all of you." Master handed me the papers and I scanned them. I noticed that as the Dom he was required to see to my health and happiness, that he was not allowed to put either in jeopardy. He was allowed to punish me, but he had to have a reason, and he was not allowed to punish me in anger. But I, as the sub, was required to take care of him, his physical and emotional needs. I was also required to do anything he required. Thinking this through, I realized that the relationship was fair, just balanced differently.

I raised shy, confused eyes to him. "What if I don't like what you're doing?"

"Then you use your safe word, baby. Otherwise you have no control." Master said sternly. "But remember! You must be careful with that safe word, because if you use it whenever things aren't going your way, I won't know when you're truly in distress, and I'll start to ignore it."

I nodded, that sounded fair. "Like The Boy Who Called Wolf?" I asked.

Master smiled. "Yes, exactly like that."

"Could we do something?" I asked "Can we have a verbal contract for today? That would give me an idea what I'd be letting myself in for."

"Yes, I think that's a good idea." Master said approvingly. "This is not something to be taken lightly. Once you sign that contract I will own you to the end of the contract period."

I nodded, and put down the contract to finish my food.

"Stop, baby." Master said.

I looked up, wonderingly. "Yes, Master?"

"Bring your plate down here, and kneel beside to me." he ordered.

I hesitated, startled, and then hurried to comply. While I was busy kneeling, Master dumped my food on his plate, and stacked it under his. "Turn around and bend over."

I got up from my position and bent over, not sure what was going on. "When I tell you something, I expect you to do it immediately, and without hesitation." Master said sternly. SMACK! His hand hit my ass before I could prepare myself for it. I jerked and cried out, but forced myself to stand there. He smacked my ass two more times, and then soothingly rubbed his hand over the bright red marks. "Ok, baby. It's over, you can resume your position."

I quickly kneeling next to him, not wanting to earn another punishment. Master took a bite of his food, and then fed me a bite. I chewed slowly, my eyes fixed lovingly on his face. Master glanced down at me, and scowled. "You will not make eye contact without permission, baby."

Shocked, I lowered my eyes, fixing them on his knees. "Why, Master?" I whispered.

"It's a sign of respect, Baby, an acknowledgement of who you belong to." I didn't understand this; I could respect someone, and make eye contact. But once again, I realized that if it pleased Master, that I was willing to submit.

We finished our meal in the same manner, and then Master stood up. I went to stand, too, but Master stopped me with a firm hand on my shoulder. "You don't rise until given permission," he instructed me.

"Yes, master." I said, staying there, waiting for his permission. Master stood there for a second, making sure that he'd made his point, before ordering me to clear off the table.

When I'd returned to the dining room, finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher, he wasn't there. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do, so I stood there uncertainly, waiting for him to return. After a few minutes he returned, with some tiny clamps and the KY Jelly in his hand. "When I am not in the room, baby, I want you to go kneel facing the wall until I return. "

I nodded my understanding. "Yes, master."

"For now, I want you to come here." Unhesitently I walked over to Master, my hips swaying seductively, my large breast bouncing lightly with each step I took. Master watched me, approvingly. When I got to him, he picked up a clamp, and rubbed it suggestively on my nipple, making it harden.

"Master?" I said uncertainly.

"They are nipple clamps, baby. These are ones for beginners, they will only hurt a bit, but you'll find the pain adds to the experience." I wasn't so sure, but reluctantly agreed.

"Yes, Master." I whispered, a little scared. Master pulled one of my nipples out, and attached the nipple clamp. Pain shot up from the sensitive tip, and I cried out. Then he put the other on my other nipple. I whimpered, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, and I pressed my head to his chest.

"Good girl, they look so beautiful on you." I stayed in his embrace, enjoying the loving way he was stroking my back. After a few seconds, the pain began to abate, leaving only a dull ache. Master realized this by the relaxing of my body.