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The Wish

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The heat of the day had been abated by an early fall rain that afternoon and the air was heavy with moisture. Marie was sitting quietly at an outside table of the French quarter restaurant where Mistress Claire had directed her, drinking coffee, and watching the tourist walk by avoiding the puddles that had formed in the street. Her eyes were drawn to a tall heavyset man standing on the opposite corner staring at her. He was wearing a long black leather jacket like she had seen in old movies. His hair was starting to become gray, and his eyes were so large she could see the hazel color from across the street. He had a small bag at his feet and was simply leaning against a building watching her.

She wondered if this was the man that her Mistress had rented her to. Marie had been Mistress Claire's sub for nearly a year, and this was the first time anybody, but Claire would be in control of her since the night she pledged herself to Claire's will. If it were Claire's wish that she performs for another she would do so willingly. It had been so long since she had been with anyone else that the thought made her body buzz with nervous excitement and fear that she may not perform well. Just as she was about to get up and go to the restroom the man picked up the bag and crossed the street. He walked thru the front door of the restaurant and after a brief word with the hostess walked toward her table. Without a word he took off the jacket and sat down across from her. He examined the surrounding area and finally turned his gaze to Marie. He looked at her for a moment and Marie was frozen in place by his eyes. After the brief moment passed, he said "I have acquired a small room nearby. but before we leave, I want you to prove to me just how servile you are". Marie was so dumbfounded that he would ask her to perform anything here in public that her voice failed her, so she simply nodded.

He had a powerful presence that had frozen her in place, and she feared that she may ruin the evening and Claire's plan before it even started. "I want you to step into the ladies’ room and remove your bra and panties. Then bring them back and lay them in front of me on this table. Do you understand?". Marie simply nodded and stood up, she felt slightly shaky as she stepped into the building. In the restroom she pulled off her bra and panties. They were both small and thin and she did her best to cup her hand around them so nobody in the restaurant would notice her carrying them instead of wearing them. She walked back to the table and stuck her full hand out, waiting for him to take the garments from her.

With a small sigh he said "I did not instruct you to give me your underwear, did I? Please do as you were told". Marie's mind raced as she tried to remember what he had said exactly. She could not disappoint this man and embarrass her Mistress. Finally, she gave up and in a very low thin voice said, "I apologize but I don't understand". "I asked you to put them on the table in front of me" he said in a low even voice. She sat the silken undergarments on the table, the blood rushed to her face as a nearby waiter noticed and simply raised an eyebrow and walked off. He reached out and picked them up and slid them into his bag. "Now tell me truthfully. Is your heart racing and your pussy starting to get wet?" he asked. She muttered "I don't know" as he stood up, laid the jacket across his arm, and picked up the bag. "Then we need to find out don't you think?" He asked with a small smile on his lips. "I have room 212 at the hotel two blocks up the street on the left. Do you know the one?". She nodded as he instructed her to wait 5 minutes and then come to the room. She was bewildered by her first meeting with this man. She was now insanely curious as to how the evening would progress and sat back and checked her watch as the waiter that had watched her drop her bra and panties on the table laid her check down.

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When she arrived at the door, she knocked gently expecting him to open it and let her into the room. Instead, she heard his voice beckon her to enter. As she walked in, the room was dark and warm. The only illumination coming from the dimming light of the evening through the drawn blinds and curtains was cast across the bed and she could not see her temporary master’s face as he sat in a chair placed in the back corner of the room. "Wait there." he said. She stood in the entryway of the room and awaited his next wish as she had been so very well trained to do. "Before we begin, I want there to be no misunderstandings and I want you to know exactly what I expect." he said in a very clear even tone. "Firstly, do you wish to be here?" he asked. She nodded gently. She was normally a very outgoing and talkative person but for some unexplained reason her voice had left her while under this man's control and she found it difficult to even utter a simple yes. And yes, she did want to be here. She loved Claire and would do anything to please her but the promise of something different had excited her in a way she had not felt in some time.

He stood up and walked toward her, "Do not move. I am not like other dominant people. I want your body to be sure, but I also want to take your will away. To make your pain and pleasure so intense that all your inhibitions fall away, and the true Marie is released to ask for the things she REALLY wants to have." He walked behind her and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. She had worn a simple patterned dress and knee-high leather boots with the thin black silk underwear now resting in the stranger’s bag. With a very experienced motion he slipped the sleeves of the dress over her arms and let it fall to her ankles. "Tonight, there are no safe words. There is no stopping. If you agree to proceed you will do my bidding completely. I will give you pain but I will not harm you. I will also give you pleasure but only when you have earned it." he whispered, his lips almost touching her ear. He walked in front of her and looking directly into her eyes said, "Do you give yourself to me completely until I release you from your bond?". She nodded with a very slight motion almost imperceptible as she was frozen by his gaze once again. "You must answer me, Marie. And when you do, call me Master unless of course you plan to leave". Her voice was small and thin, but she managed to mutter a "Yes Master".

"Excellent. From this time till I release you, you may not stand unless directed. On your knees now". His voice held no vehemence and was steady and strong while at the same time somehow soothing. She felt almost relieved that the bargain was done, and the evening could start. She stepped out of the dress and dropped to her knees in front of him. He reached down and from his pocket produced a collar like so many she had worn before except this one had multiple rings attached to it around the length of the collar. He snapped it into place and attached a chain leash.

"Now let’s answer the question about how wet your pussy is" He smiled. "I want you to lean back and show me". She complied while staying on her knees she leaned back and spread her thighs giving her new master a view of her freshly shaved cunt. "The view is nice, but it doesn't answer the question. Feel it". She complied and while balancing on one hand behind her back reached up with the other hand and slid her fingers between her now moistening lips. She always loved masturbating in front of others, even as a teen. Her fingers began to delve into the inner reaches of her womanhood and her breathing quickened. Then without warning a small whip with a black leather square two inches in size slapped across one of her nipples. She was shocked and surprised by the action to the point she all but fell backward. "I never told you to do that did I? I simply wanted to know if you were wet. And so, it seems you are". His voice was still even and calm. He didn't seem upset, but she had gone too far, and she knew it. "On the bed my pet" he ordered. She knew this trick from her experiences with Claire. If she laid on her back, she was wrong. If she laid on her front, she was wrong. Either way she would be punished. "Do you want me face down or on my back Sir?" Again, the whip arced through the air and stung her other nipple. She was confused but he said "I said you should call me master. Not Sir". She had made a mistake and paid the price. She would not make the same one again. However, he had not answered, and she was still in trouble. Again, she asked, "up or down Master?" "I want that pretty little ass of your in the air pet". She lay on the bed. This time she did listen carefully as her nipples stung delightfully and she moved her knees up and lifted her bottom into the air. "You learn quickly. Perhaps Claire has trained you too well and there isn't much work for me to do here. But we shall see".

He had prepared the bed before meeting her and had set up ropes and pullies. She hadn't noticed them earlier but as he strapped her knees to a pair of ropes running beneath the bed, she began to grow excited at the possibilities. He also produced a pair of handcuffs and cuffed her hands behind her back. She could no longer move as he tightened the ropes holding her knees in place. Her face was planted into the mattress, and she had to turn her head to breathe. "I will remove the restraints and increase your pleasure if you please me. If you do not you already know you will pay the price". She relished the helplessness of being tied. It allowed her to enjoy herself with no guilt. It allowed her inner slut to be free. No matter how much she enjoyed herself society could not judge her if it was against her will...could it?

The stranger slid his hands under her breasts and attached small clamps that were joined by a small chain. This chain was then tied to the antique wrought iron headboard. If she tried to slide backwards her tits would pay the price. After all his bonds were in place the only movement, she had was the ability to turn her head side to side. "Here is one of my favorite party favors". She turned her head to see three smooth polished stones. Each was roughly the shape of an egg but slightly smaller and all three were joined by small chrome chains with the last chain being a bit longer and having a leather loop attached to it.

He walked to the side of the bed and began rubbing the first stone against her now very wet pussy lips. The stone was cold, and it made her jump slightly which caused the clamps on her nipples to sting. The sensations ran through her like electric shocks, and she moaned slightly. The stranger slid the stone into her, filling her opening. The cold of the stone made her spasm and squeeze the stone back out. With a sudden 'Whack' her left ass cheek was stung by a hard slap. "You will take my toy do you understand bitch?" She moaned out a "Yes Master" as he slid the stone back into her. The second and third stone followed and the sensation of the cold stones and the small chains filling her insides sent waves of pleasure across her. "This is not for you to enjoy pet. I simply needed them lubricated" he teased as he pulled the stones out in a quick motion. "You see these are for your ass". She nearly panicked. In her time with Mistress Claire, she had never used her anally. Marie wasn't sure she could do this but did not want to disappoint the stranger and Claire.

The stones were now very wet with Marie's pussy juice and the stranger set the first stone against her tiny butthole. He started to push very slowly, and Marie started to feel fear as she hadn't in a very long time. "I'm not sure it will fit" she complained. Again, his open hands smacked against her ass cheeks, several times leaving her bottom stinging and sensitive. The wonderful pain made her body protest and heave pulling on the nipple clamps. She thought to herself that he had done an incredible job of restraining her in a way that made her cause herself pain. She whimpered as the spanking ended. "You will call me Master by habit before this night is over bitch" he growled with the first signs of irritation entering his voice.

Again, he started pushing the stone against her anus, it had now warmed and was still very wet. He pushed it slowly and its unrelenting march into her ass could not be stopped. With a sudden pop the stone finally went beyond her resistance and slid into her ass. Marie's abused butthole screamed in protest but there was no way to stop it. The second stone followed quickly and pushed the first deeper into her creating a feeling inside her she had not experienced before. The sensation was delightful and disturbing at the same time. Her body reacted by pouring even more juice from her pussy, now so wet it ran down her inner thigh. Marie was shocked at her reaction. She was not a prude, far from it, but her ass had always been more or less off limits. Her body screamed in confusion as her overstretched butthole burned and the feeling of a full ass gave her pleasure/pain she had never reached before.

Marie was so taken by her body's reaction that she had completely forgotten the third stone. When the stranger pushed the third stone into her, she almost blacked out from holding her breath. The stones she had been so unsure about were about to rip her apart. Her earlier fear started to creep back, and it made her whimper and whine. Still the stranger did not remove the stones. Instead, he walked to her head. Dropping his pants his stiff cock was shoved into her mouth. He grabbed her by her long honey colored hair and guided her mouth over him. "You had better suck this cock well bitch..." as he fucked her mouth, he pulled on the chain to the stones making them move inside her. She was doing all she could to concentrate on giving his cock her attention but her burning ass and the stones were a distraction not to be ignored. She realized that her distracted cock sucking was the strangers plan all along so that he could punish her for not giving his member her full attention. She welled up all her will and began to suckle his dick with all the passion she had in her. Her tongue lashed at the head of his manhood as her lips wrapped it and her mouth watered at the thought of the coming explosion.

He did not make a sound and stood looking down at her face as she now pumped her head up and down over his shaft. This motion caused the clamps on her nipples to strain and pull but the electric pain of her nipples just added to her building excitement at performing so well.

She could feel his cock start to jump as his orgasm raised up but just as she thought he would climax he pulled away. She was confused and just laid there breathing hard. Her nipples were beginning to get numb, and her ass was on fire, but her body pulsed with delicious pain. Just as she was beginning to concentrate on her body again, she felt a quick tug and the stones were pulled out in quick succession. The relief was exquisite, and she had a quick spasm that was close to but not quite an orgasm.

Her master walked to the end of the bed and released her legs. They were beginning to get stiff, and she relished the opportunity to stretch the muscles inside her thighs. He ordered her to roll over and she attempted to comply quickly now finding herself wanting to please this man and get her rewards. The only issue was he had not released her from the handcuffs or nipple clamps. "What are you waiting for pet? I said roll over!". He filled his hand with her hair and pulled her head back sharply as he grabbed her far knee and flipped her over in one swift motion. Her nipples had been becoming numb, but they screamed in exquisite pain as she was flipped over with her tits straining against the chains that held them in place.

With no hesitation he lashed her ankles to the footboard of the bed and placed a pillow under her ass. The pillow lifted her so her wrists were not injured and it stuck her soaking pussy in the air. He walked to the head of the bed and placed his cock in front of her face. As she opened her mouth to suck it, he smacked her cheek lightly and asked, "Did I ask you to do that wench?". She replied, "No Master" and he laid the hard flesh across her cheek. Rubbing her face with the velvety head and smearing pre-cum across her. The small whip he had used on her earlier now reappeared and he began lightly whipping her swollen pussy. The stings were a revelation and a familiar pain as Claire had whipped her pussy many times. She writhed in delightful agony as the small leather square popped when it made contact with her. "You're doing very well pet" he said as the whipping came faster. "So well in fact, I think it’s time for a break". He released her hands and removed the nipple clamps but left her ankles bound. He sat in the chair and slowly stroked his dick while she watched. She craved that cock. She had earned it and wanted it. She needed release. But he just sat there, stroking enough to keep himself hard and not talking. The silence was unnerving. Had she disappointed him? Was he going to just jack off and make her leave? The thought was horrible to her, but she didn't know what she could do now except wait.

After a bit he said "My imagination runs wild with you. You are so very well trained already. Your body reacts as it should". He stood up, removed something small from the bag that she could not see and walked over to the bed. He tied her wrists to the headboard leaving her spread across the bed with the pillow under her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached over and ever so slightly ran his fingertip up her swollen pussy. The tickling sensation on her swollen and sensitive labia made her entire body clench. He continued to tease her body in various places by lightly running his fingertips over her. Her hips bucked up into the air as the teasing made her convulse with pleasure to the point of driving her wild. Whenever his fingers lingered over her pussy, she raised to get more he would smack the inside of her thighs sharply. "You can beg for my cock if you wish" he said, and she writhed on the bed.

And she did want to beg....she wanted to whatever it took to have it inside her. Her entire body and soul screamed for the release of orgasm. "Please Master....I need it...badly." He answered, "What do you need?" he demanded. "I need your cock....I need to be fucked like a good little slut...please make me cum Master!" He had been dressed the entire evening but now he removed his clothes while she squirmed on the bed. He released her legs and with no hesitation or teasing laid on the bed and rammed his hard cock into her. She nearly fainted from the long-promised pleasure and her hips jumped into the air to meet him.

As Marie bucked her hips into the air he caught them and slid his hands around behind her ass. He lifted her, spread her ass, and deftly slipped a small butt plug into her ass. The sensation was far different than that of the stones. This was small and teased her ass while his cock slammed into her deeply. As he fucked her, he slipped his hands around her throat and gently squeezed not enough to cut off her breathing but enough to make her struggle. She was surprised how the danger of it made her completely lose herself in the moment...his cock...the butt plug...her stinging ass cheeks and sore nipples all multiplying and adding to her orgasm. When she came it was like nothing before. He sensed her orgasm and released her throat. He rammed his cock as deeply and with as much force as he could.

She came. Not like she came while masturbating or having one of the Mistresses pets lick her but an orgasm like she had never had. Her entire body convulsed, and she was insane with pleasure. The orgasm rolled over her time and time gain until her entire being could take no more.

As she lay spent beneath the stranger he said, "You have one small task to perform my pet" and he pulled his dick from her inflamed cunt and moved to her face. His cum sprayed onto her. It was hot and sticky and beautiful. He came for a very long time spurting multiple streams of beautifully hot sticky semen over her from her face to her heaving breasts. Finally, they both lay on the bed spent. "You are everything Claire said you would be and more" he said rising from the bed. "This has been a very interesting evening. You should come to my place sometime where my more...umm...interesting furniture gives us many more options for adventure. He dressed quietly and walked over, kissed her forehead, and left. Marie laid for a few minutes before she realized he was not coming back. At first, she almost panicked at the thought that she was still tied naked to the bed covered in cum with a butt plug up her ass. But then she realized even maids need their pussies licked and there is no better way to ensure someone will never talk of what they find in that room the next morning. So, she laid back and slept like a baby.