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| "And the answer is Yes, I do know you," he told her. "I remember you when you were around 14 or 15...sweet little thing in school uniform. You must be around 27 or 28 now!" "27 Master," she told him. He ran his hand down her front, gently tweaking her nipples before moving his hand to the waistband of her thong. "Who are you Master?" she asked him as his fingers became entwined her pubic hair. "I am your Master!" he replied as his fingers slipped between her lips. She sighed heavily. "What is this?" he asked as he tugged on her pubic hair. "Pubic hair Master!" she responded. "Next time we meet you better have had this removed." "Next time Master?" "There will be many next times Slut," he told her as his fingers entered her. "You......you....you are not supposed to touch me there Master!" He laughed in her ear. "And who is going to stop me. Your husband is so naive and stupid to think I won't touch you." He started to tug her thong down over her thighs. "I am going to be fucking you as well Slut!" he told her before sinking to his knees to unlock the leg restraints. Moments later her thong was removed. Standing up once again and stroking her hair he patted her pubic mound. "What is this?" he asked. Sam was somewhat puzzled. "It's a...it's my pussy Master." He gave her bottom a hard slap. "Whose pussy?" "Your pussy Master!" He returned to stroking her hair again. "That's better," he told her, "Your cunt, your ass and your tits are mine. Remember that Slut!" The coldness in his voice sent a shiver through her body. This man meant business. "Yes Master, as you wish!" He lifted her top over her breasts and began to fondle her. "I bet you touch yourself a lot don't you Slut?" "Yes Master." "How often do you masturbate?" "Almost everyday Master," she replied as he held one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Suddenly she felt cold metal against her and then gasped as the nipple clamp was affixed. "That sore is it?" he asked. "Yes Master," she gasped, as he took her other nipple. Moments later tears filled her eyes as the clamps began to bite. "You will never masturbate again without my permission. Do you understand?" "Yes Master," she replied with voice trembling.
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| Comments to Story: A Master Calls |
| | #1 |
| Chat Moderators Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Dover , De Posts: 1,392
| I....wow ok well while this story isn't my cup of tea...it was amazing wonderful job |
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| Inspired Author Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: New England Posts: 939
| Read this several times it was so good. It was about as good as stories of this type can get. The writer can write too!! Loved it. |
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| Junior Member Join Date: Jan 2010 Posts: 1
| I really enjoyed the story, not long enough! Will there be a part 2? |
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