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The Seduction Master Part 2
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Part Two
by Ca.H.
The week just seemed to drag by. You were in agony all throughout it,
waiting for the next party. You had made several changes in your
wardrobe for the occasion. Going out and buying a hot pink, silk
dress. One that was almost see through. You also purchased the hot
pink garter belt and shear pink nylons to wear with the dress. Then
you went to purchase the shoes you would wear and even had to have them
dyed to match the dress. But it didn't matter! You were determined to
be the chosen one this weekend. Even if you had to cause a disturbance
as the woman did last weekend.
Your thoughts continued to focus on Nathaniel's eyes and the firmness
of his body. You were now even fantasizing about him while you sat at
your desk at work. You weren't terribly attentive to what you were
doing all week, except when it was in preparation for the coming party.
Finally Saturday came. You started to prepare for the party about four
and half hours ahead of time. You shower, wash your hair, shave your
legs and underarm, even douching and giving yourself an enema,
something you truly dislike. Finally it is time to put makeup on,
which you determine will be very scant, for Nathaniel appears to like
ladies without much makeup.
The door bell rings, you know it is Dana. You stop and give yourself
one last look in the mirror. The pink dress, dips low in the front and
back, reveals your firm 34B breasts somewhat, but that is the effect
you want. The color looks fantastic against your tanned skin and even
adds to the color of your eyes. You go and answer the door.
"My God, girl, you can't wear that.", is the manner in which Dana
greets you.
"This is what I'm wearing. I don't want to be just another face in the
crowd anymore.", you respond firmly and with conviction.
"Okay, but he isn't going to like it."
"You never know. It just might be the way to be chosen."
Dana glances at you and a slight grin comes to the corners of her
mouth. She nods her head then says, "Well, if that's what you want to
wear, okay, let's go. But if you do get chosen and he is displeased
with your clothing, don't blame me."
You aren't certain what she means by that, but you prefer to ignore her
statement and walk out the door to the waiting limo.
The party begins no differently than the last, with one exception.
When you enter the great room all heads turn towards you. You are the
only one not wearing black. The girl who was chosen last week is there
also, in a black gown. You note she is much more subdued from the last
party and almost sheepish in her behavior.
You are turned on by the waiting. You can't stand it that Nathaniel
has not entered the great room. The grandfather clock bongs out nine
bongs and Nathaniel still does not enter the room. The chatter
continues all around you. Finally you decide you can't wait and you
walked through the crowd of people and waltz right out the door and
start to make your way through the house. As you walk, you hear the
grandfather clock bong the half hour mark, indicating it was nine
thirty. Suddenly, as you are about to open the door to the library, a
hand grabs your arm. You whirl around to see a man dressed in formal
attire.
"You are not to be in the other parts of the house unless the Master
instructs it.", he says to you sternly. Before you get a chance to
respond, he is pulling you down the hall and back to the great room.
At the entry way of the great room, he releases his harsh grip on you
somewhat, but still holds your arm firmly. He marches you into the
room, stands and looks around for a moment, still holding you firmly
and then begins to pull you through the crowd. Finally he stops.
"Master Nathaniel, I beg your pardon sir, but I found her," he pulls
you closer to him, "roaming through the house."
"Thank you Daniel," Nathaniel said, "I will take care of this." As he
reaches out and grabs your other arm. Your struggle is no longer there
for you are now exactly where you want to be, in front of Nathaniel
with his full attentions on you.
He releases his grip on your arm, for he knows you will not move away
from him. His eyes are now fixed on yours and you feel as though you
are being pulled into his deep purple eyes. The noise around you is
suddenly gone and all you see and hear is him. He reaches down to the
hem of your skirt and slowly pulls it up to your waist. You want to
stop him, but you just feel as though you are unable to move. He holds
it up only briefly, exposing your uncovered pussy, framed by your pink
garter belt, then lets the dress fall from his hands and says,
"Upstairs, second bedroom on the right."
You leave him and move to the hallway and the man that had pulled you
into Nathaniel stands there waiting for you. He leads you up the
stairs to the second bedroom and tells you wait on the bed quietly.
You go over to the bed and sit down to wait. You don't know if you
should remove your clothes or not or wait to be told. So you just sit
there taking in the decor of the room. You are becoming excited with
anticipation of what is happen tonight, the thought of making love with
Nathaniel has you really delirious.
Suddenly the door to the bedroom is opened wide and a woman enters.
She looks terribly stern, her stare on you makes you feel as you did in
Catholic school when Sister Teresa was angry with you. She walks over
to you and says, "Undress."
You look at her in disbelief. You start to say something, but before
you are given the chance, she reaches down, grabs your arm, pulls you
up to your feet harshly, then pulls your dress up over your head. You
automatically pull your arms up to cover your breasts and pussy.
"Put those hands down. Now!", she says sternly. When you do not
respond to her command, she grabs your arms and pulls them down from
your breasts and away from your pussy. After she has done this, you
immediately move them back up to cover yourself. She snaps her fingers
and suddenly from a side door in the room a young boy about nineteen
rushes in, hands her four leather straps and then rushes out of the
room without saying a word. She grabs your left arm and you begin to
fight and struggle. She pushes you down on the bed and then presses
her knee into your stomach region, wraps the leather straps and secures
it firmly to your left wrist, then does the same to the right wrist.
She lays the other two straps down on the bed. The straps she has
placed on your wrist have a hook and eye on them. She pulls you to
your feet and before you realize what is happening she maneuvers you so
your hands are behind you and she connects the hook through the eye of
the opposing hands. She then unsnaps the garter belt you have on and
lets it fall to the floor. The nylons attached to it go down to your
knees. She kneels down and tries to pick up your right foot, when you
put full weight down on it she stands back up and pushes you onto the
bed again and reaches down and pulls your shoes and then your nylons
off completely.
She drags you to the center of the room and tells you to stand there
perfectly still and wait for Master Nathaniel. You are reluctant, but
since she outweighs you by about sixty pounds you decide not to argue.
You wait for what seems like fifteen minutes when finally the same door
opens that the young boy came rushing through and in walks Nathaniel.
He moves over to you and doesn't even appear to look at your lovely
nude body. Once in front of you, he reaches out and touches your
nipples lightly. You glow and tingle from the coolness of his fingers.
He slides his fingers down your stomach and finally to your pubic
mound, then finally inside your pussy.
Holding his fingers there, his other hand moves back to your breasts
and he says, "Do you like your breasts touched gently like this?" He
moves his fingers lightly over each nipple, alternating between the
two. "Or do you prefer it like this?" His fingers encircle your nipple
then gripps the tip and pinches hard, a moan escapes your lips, then he
moves to the other nipple and does the same, and again you moan. He
withdraws his motionless fingers from your pussy and looks at them.
"She is wet from the pinching," Nathaniel turns to say to the matronly
woman.
He looks back at you and stares into your eyes for a moment then says,
"If you wish to be mine, then you shall be. But understand once you
have agreed, you become mine totally to do with as I please. I will be
your Master and you my slave. If you agree you shall spend the next
several weeks in training and learn how to please me. That training
will include pleasures you have never experienced before, plus
punishments for infractions of the rules."
You head is spinning as you listen to him. You are becoming more and
more excited by the prospect of what he is proposing. You can't turn
back now. You want him, more than you've wanted anything before in
your life.
"If you agree then your training shall begin
tonight. If you do not, then you shall be released and may leave.
Have you any questions?"
"Yes," you somehow manage to whisper. "If I am to be in training for
several weeks, what about my job?"
"You will no longer need a job. I will provide all that you need. Any
more questions?"
"Yes, just one, what type of punishments do you mean?"
"I will give you a perfect example, tonight you roamed about the house
when you knew you should not. That is an infraction of the rules and
you will be spanked soundly for having done so. There may be times
when your behavior warrants the strap, a paddle, a cane, a birch rod,
or even a whip. Or times I wish to punish you merely for my pleasure."
You listen closely to his words. You can't believe it, but you can
feel your pussy becoming excited at the prospect of what he is going to
do to you.
"There are many rules and those you will learn during your training.
Do you agree?"
You swallow hard and before you have even thought further about it you
hear yourself say, "Yes, I agree."
"Very good. From this moment forward you shall call me Master when we
are in the house, when out in public or at parties you shall call me
Master Nathaniel. You shall be nude at all times unless I tell you
otherwise. You shall speak when spoken to and ask permission to speak
beyond a yes or no answer. The remaining of the rules will be given to
you in written form and you shall study them thoroughly until you are
able to recite them to me from memory. Now, Mistress Katherine will
take you in hand for the beginning of your session tonight. One thing
more, you shall be called slave and your name will not be used during
your slave training." He finished his statement to you and turned and
walked out of the room.
Mistress Katherine walks over to you and grabs your arm, "Come slave,
we have many things to do." She pulls you to the door, opens it and
pushes you through it into the hallway and walks you down the hall to
another door. She fling the door open and you are led inside. There
in front of you is an examination table just like the one in the
doctor's office, Mistress Katherine orders you to get on top of it.
You did so. She unhooks your hands and pulls first your left over your
head and hooks a chain to the cuff, then the right. She instructs you
to slide down to the end of the table and place your legs in the
stirrups. You do so, with dread. Once your legs are in the stirrups
Mistress Katherine hooks leather cuffs around your ankles and secures
your feet to the stirrups. Next she places leather straps around your
legs just above your knees and secures them. She then spreads the
stirrups open as wide as she can, exposing you completely to her. She
goes back to the head of the table and tightens the chains so there is
no slack in them at all. She walks out of the room leaving you there
exposed and vulnerable.
You feel humiliated and degraded by this treatment. You are angry and
yet excited; all at the same time. You lay there waiting for what will
happen next. It seems like a long time before the door opens again.
When it does a man walks in dressed in a white jacket.
"Hello there, I'm Dr. Pulsar, I'm going to give you an examination for
your Master."
You start to say something to him, but when you lift your head you see
Mistress Katherine there in the doorway with her arms crossed, leaning
against the door jam waiting for some infraction. You lay your head
back down on the table and remain silent. The doctor goes to work and
examines your wet pussy. He takes his gloved hand and sticks a finger
into the vaseline and suddenly pushes it into your tiny, virgin ass.
You scream out at the suddenness of his action. "A virgin ass huh
slave?"
"Yes Doctor," you respond.
He turns his head and looks over his shoulder at the matron and nods.
You know this means something, but you are not totally aware of its
full meaning.
"Okay," he says," finished. I would be sure and give her an enema
tonight Mistress." he remarks as he pulls the glove off his hand and
throws it in a waste basket and walks out of the room.
You feel your face flush with embarrassment. It is bad enough to be
examined in such a highly excited state but to openly discuss enemas
with this strange woman is too much. You know your face is as red as
can be.
Now you are left with Mistress Katherine. She is still standing near
the door but has moved inside somewhat. She slowly pulls the door
closed. Your heart is beating faster for you know she is not as kind
and gentle as the doctor and you are quite frankly scared. She slowly
moves toward you and you can feel your pussy tingling again with
excitement. She walks to the cabinet on the other side of the table
and opens a drawer. She pulls out various items, little clips that
look like clothes pins, a bottle of baby oil, a razor, the end nozzle
of an enema tube, a small hand towel, a can of shaving cream and
finally a large butt plug. You shiver at the sight of the butt plug,
for you indeed have a virgin ass.
She walks back to you and reaches down to touch your nipples, when she
does they react immediately and become firm and erect. She reaches
back and grabs the clips that look like clothes pins and places first
one on one nipple then the other on the other nipple. When she places
the first one on you, you scream from the pain and pull against your
bonds. She reaches back and pulls out another drawer and retrieves a
soft, rubber ball. When she places the second clip on your other
nipple, she holds the ball over your mouth and as you open to scream
she pushes it into your mouth. Your scream comes out only as a sort of
moan.
Your nipples hurt from the clips, but you begin to realize the pain is
also causing a great deal of pleasure as you feel your juices dripping
from your pussy now.
Mistress Katherine takes the towel from the counter and takes it to the
sink and runs water over it, getting it soaking wet. She stands and
wrings it out and then walks to the end of the examining table and lays
it on your pubic mound. You react to the heat it sends through your
pussy and pull again, in vain, against your bonds. When the towel
becomes cool she removes it and then picks up the shaving cream and
slowly spread it on your pubic hair and down your pussy lips and into
your crack. You fight violently now against your bonds for you do not
want your pussy hair removed. You do not want to look like a little
girl again with puckered pussy lips. Your struggle is in futile and
your hips jerking upward is finally thwarted by Mistress Katherine's
firm hand.
"You best lay still slave, or the razor will cut you."
She had not trimmed the area first, for you didn't have that much hair
there anyway. She begins, with expert hand, to shave your hair from
your mound down to your anus. When she is finished she takes the towel
again and wipes all the remaining shaving cream from your private
parts. She then gets a mirror, holding it over your newly shaved mound
and orders you to look. Reluctantly you do so and are mortified at the
sight of a child like pussy.
Mistress Katherine then takes the baby oil and slowly pours some into
her hand. She moves her fingers to your pussy and slowly, methodically
moves her fingers over your newly shaved parts. She presses her
fingers into your pussy lips and spreads them open and slowly runs her
fingers into your slit but does not enter you. You move your hips
upward in an attempt to meet her fingers and have them move inside you.
As soon as you move your hips up she pulls her fingers back and begins
rubbing on your mound area again. She then slowly moves her fingers
down your slit until she finds your clit and lingers for several
moments on your now swollen clit. You feel as though you are ready to
explode with pleasure and as you get closer and closer to this point
her action picks up in speed. Just as you feel you are about to erupt
with orgasm she removes her hand. You shake your head back and forth
and try through your gag to beg her to bring you to a climax, but your
action goes unheeded.
Mistress Katherine reaches back to the counter for the baby oil again
and pours more on her hand. She moves back to your anticipating pussy
but you find instead you rubs her oiled fingers around your puckered
hole. It suddenly flashes through your mind that she is about to enter
your ass with her fingers. Before you can raise your head to protest
she has slipped one finger inside you. You feel pressure, but that is
all.
She now moves the finger around inside you and slowly withdraws all but
the tip of it, then pushes it back in only deeper this time. You winch
with the slight pain you feel from her sudden action. Then you realize
she does not have one finger in you but two. Slowly she pumps in and
out of your ass and the pain begins to subside and is replaced by
excitement. You can feel yourself lifting your hips to allow her
better access to your little hole and as she pumps in and out of your
ass, her other hand finds your clit again and begins to tease it. You
feel like you are going to explode and suddenly your hips leap upward
with the first orgasm and a moan escapes through your gagged mouth.
She does not stop and another orgasm comes and another and another.
Finally she withdraws her fingers from you and you lay back down fully
on the table, spent from your multiple orgasms and embarrassed by the
fact a woman brought you to the best orgasm you've ever had.
Mistress Katherine does not stop. She moves to the counter and takes
the enema tube, places vaseline over the end of it and walks back to
you. She holds the tube up so you can see it clearly then brings it
back down to your ass. Her fingers move into your ass and begin
rubbing vaseline around the area and slowly you feel her fingers
penetrate your tight hole. You moan and jump slightly from the
intrusion. She continues to move her finger in an out of you and your
hips move forward to meet her finger. She withdraws and replaces her
finger with the tube. The enema begins. She slowly releases the warm
water into your tight ass and your stomach begins to feel the pressure
it is causing. As she fills you with the first container you begin
experiencing some discomfort but not a lot. When the second container
is put into action the pressure increases greatly. The warm water
slowly moves into you and as it does Mistress Katherine's fingers begin
to play with your clit. You are so uncomfortable from the distention
of your stomach caused by the water you don't think you could be
sexually aroused, but much to your surprise you feel your pussy juices
beginning to flow. Just as you start to feel good about all of this
the water and the actions of your Mistress's fingers stop. The tube is
pulled out slowly and replaced with a rather large butt plug, which
causes you more discomfort.
Mistress Katherine reaches out and pats your extended stomach and says,
"I will be back, that must stay in for a few minutes to do the thorough
job." She turns and walks out of the room, leaving you bound and
helpless, in pain from the quantity of water taken and your pussy
burning for attention.
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