This short story was a gift to my master. He wanted me to post it here, and so I have. I hope you enjoy it as much as he did.


I have a picture in my head. I'm on a crowded dance floor, dancing alone but no one notices because there are so many bodies here. Suddenly, I feel your hands slide around my waist, from behind me. As I begin to turn my head toward you, you lean forward and whisper in my ear, "No, my pet, don't look at me, just close your eyes and let me lead you." I close my eyes, and continue to sway with the music. Your body is pressed up against and I can feel your lips light on my neck. "Have you followed my instructions?" you ask. "Yes master" I swallow my fear as I feel your hands move to the buttons on my blouse. As you deliberately unleash each tiny button from its hole, my nipples begin to harden. I know what is coming, you warned me that you couldn't wait to show me off. The last button is freed from its confines and I hold my breath, hoping no one will notice. Your hands begin to brush soft circles on my stomach, reaching a little higher each time. My eyes are still tightly closed (you've not given me permission to open them), but I swear I can FEEL eyes on me. "Please master" I beg softly, not sure what it is I want. Suddenly I feel a small, soft hand molding my breast. It is not your hand, it is a woman's hand. I feel the heat of a horrible blush covering my entire body, and a soft whimper leaves my throat. "Tonight slave, you will know that I am your master. Once there is no doubt as to my control and your loyalty, I will reward you with my cock." You turn me slowly in your arms, completely removing my blouse as you do so. I lean into your chest, head down trying to cover my naked chest. You hold me close to your body, and I think I am safe, but then I feel your strong hands sliding over my hips and underneath my ass. Only when I feel the airconditioned breeze over my bare cheeks do I realize that you've lifted my skirt. Your hands massage my ass, rubbing, pulling, showing. More hands, fingers, touch my body. I am becoming more aroused as I become more embarrassed. I want to hide in your arms, be saved by you, but I know that would embarrass you, and I would never do that. So, I continue this dance as if total strangers were not touching me, watching me, wanting me. I know you will not let them hurt me, nor have me. This is not to humiliate me, but merely to show the world how completely I belong to you. It seems like hours that we move together on that crowded dance floor. I feel your erection growing with each new pair of hands on my body. My own body is humming in arousal. "Master, may I please have my reward soon?" "Come with me slut." You lead me to a darkened corner at the back of the dance floor. Half naked, with my back against the rough panelling on the walls, I can barely believe what I am about to do. You move in front of me and whisper, "Open your eyes slave. Now tell me what you want." You know this is the most difficult part for me, to verbalize my need, my desire. Shakily I ask, "Will you please fuck me master?" "Not enough, angel. When, where, how? You know I love details, and I know you are a nasty slut, even though you don't like to admit it." "Master, I think I'd like it if you fucked me right here, right now, ...in my ass" the last few words are nearly inaudible, as my embarrassment peaks and I quickly lose my nerve. Roughly, you grab my arms and twist me away from you. You hold both of my hands in one of yours, above my head, and against the wall. With your free hand you gently remove the butt plug you instructed me to insert prior to going out. As I feel your hard cock slide into my now empty asshole, I begin to cum. You can feel the contractions in my anal ring. Slowly, so slowly, you begin to slide in and out of my ass, not wanting this to end too quickly. I am past caring who is watching, lost in the sensation of pleasing you. When I finally feel the first jets of your cum in my ass, I am pushed over the edge again. You quickly remove your cock, reinsert the butt plug, and straighten your clothes. Tossing my blouse at me you turn and walk away. I am left hurt and confused by your departure. I quickly dress amid stares and snickers from our audience. Crying softly I leave. Once outside, in the silence of my car, I hear a tiny chime from my cell phone. Through teary eyes I read your text "Well done, pet. I am proud." I drive home smiling. As I climb in bed next to my husband, he asks sleepily, "Did you have a good time?" "Yes love, go back to sleep."
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Excellent Story, whoever he is, Damm lucky Son of a bitch.....

 

**Whispers softly, so He can't hear** "He doesn't even know how lucky yet. I'm hoping he will though." **Looks over her shoulder at her master**

 

Wow Amazing sexy as hell makes me wet =(

 

Very sexy story. Made me hard, and I could picture you being there, in the story, exactly as you portrayed yourself - a willing slut for a hard master! The story rings true!

 

Thank you, sir.

 

Lovely story baby. Like the others, I was aroused too.

 

you are a really good writer....here is a rose for you....:rose:

 

That was a really good story. Learn to use paragraphing with double spaces between them. It will be much easier on the reader. Well done. I hope you'll continue.

 

nice story

 

ejls and sully,

Your comments made my day. Thank you. As for the paragraphs, when drafting a story, there are paragraphs, and spacing, but when I copy them to the site, all my spaces are gone. Of course, this story was originally written in a PM so that would make a difference as well.

Again, thank you for your kind words,

d

 

Short story

A very well written tale that captures the pride and passion that a devoted sub should feel concerning her obedience to her Master or Mistress. I know how I take pleasure in showing off my possession and encouraging her to revel in her licentious nature and I enjoyed seeing those sensual feelings expressed so vividly in this short story...continue writing it.

 

*blushing*

Thank you.

 

nice thank you!!!

 

Very nice for your first story here. Can't wait to read your other stories DMP

 

This story would be a nice PM to receive, and to imagine you in that sexy way you described i would be over the top...an instant hard-on while reading this story and imagining you...well done

 

Great story, I could see it in my minds eye :-E .. very well done.
I am looking forward to reading more of your stories.

 

moreeee please

 

Good girl. I am a slave owner and know the intoxicating thrill of power play. I always appreciate hearing stories from the other side of the equation. In fact, I learned a great deal about D/s by asking questions of submissives and slaves and seeing how they tended to think and feel about different things. The technical skills of a scene are the easy part. Crawling into the mind of slave and making them feel vulnerable and fully owned is far harder. Thank you for sharing.