An Evening Out

"Yes Mistress."

"She's pretty, isn't she?" She walked back toward me, with a set of wrist cuffs, which she began attaching and subsequently used to restrain me to the eye hooks.

"Not as pretty as you," I replied.

"That's sweet of you to say." She reached up underneath my skirt, pulled down my panties and had me step out of them. Then she reached underneath me, and released my cock from the harness which had restrained it back underneath me. It sprang out, stiff, erect, and dripping. I let out a sigh of relief. She sat back down on the bed in front of me, and leaned back on her arms, crossing her legs.

"So, are you ready to be owned, bitch?"

"Yes, Mistress, " I replied, breathlessly.

"You will be mine, David. Everything you have will be mine. You'll serve Master John, and others I approve of and tell you to, but...You. Will. Be. Mine." She paused for a moment, her eyes boring into mine. "Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Mistress. Please. I want to be yours. I want you to have everything."

She smiled then, warm, inviting. "You'll be here every weekend...for now. After a while, you'll move in here. You'll keep working, but when you're done, you'll come right here." I nodded eagerly. Mistress Kayla got up from where she was, and placed a blindfold on me. "Don't go anywhere," she giggled.

I could hear her moving around, doing things, opening and closing the drawers and the closet door. After a few moments, she took my arms down, and then removed the blindfold. She stood before me, having shed most of her clothes. She was left in thigh high stockings and a pair of black leather knee high boots. A strap-on dildo, 8 inches long and about 2 ½ inches around protruded from her crotch. She pushed me down to my knees. "Suck me like you sucked James."

I quickly went to work on her cock, taking it deep into my throat. "You look so fuckable. You think you know what it means to be owned, but you really have no idea." The dildo was so much different from the real thing. It was smooth, not as soft and yielding, and certainly nowhere near as warm. "John got to fuck you last time, and you wore me out, so I never did." She pulled me off her cock, and pushed me onto the bed on my stomach, my legs hanging over the edge. She spread my legs apart. "I wonder if you made it wet enough, bitch," she said, as she lifted my miniskirt up around my waist. "Have you been good? Should I give you some lube or fuck you dry?"

"Please..." I whimpered.

"Please, what? Please may I have some lube? Or please just ram it in my ass?" she said as she slapped my ass.

"Please, Mistress, please, some lube."

"Oh, okay, I'll lube up your pussy." One hand continued to caress my ass, then I felt the fingers from her other hand, cold and slippery. I let out a slight moan as they entered me and she began to finger fuck me. She leaned down next to me and whispered in my ear "I'm going to violate you. You're my bitch now." Her fingers slid out and I felt the dildo at my ass.

"Please, Mistress, I need to be fucked," I breathed as I pushed back, impaling myself.

"You slutty little bitch. You want it so fucking badly, don't you?" She slowly buried the entire cock in my ass and I felt her hips pressing against me. "That's so good, isn't it, bitch? You like that, don't you?" I couldn't do anything but moan. I was full, and falling down the abyss of sub space, as she began to thrust in and out of me, slowly at first, then faster, harder and deeper. "You're my bitch, aren't you? I fucking own you, bitch. Is that good? Are you going to cum? Is it that good?"

"Oh fuck, oh, that's feels so good! Oh, fuck me!" I was moaning and fucking her back as she pounded into me.

"Don't you dare fucking cum, bitch. I own you...all of you, including your cum. You don't cum without asking permission."

"Yes, Mistress," I was moaning continuously now. "Oh, fuck! I'm so close." I let out an almost whining moan, as she stopped, and slowly withdrew from me. She then had me turn over, and slide up on the bed, as she sat into between my legs, draping my legs over hers. She slowly inserted two fingers in my ass, and slowly began moving them around.

"I want you to understand this David. I. Own. You. All of you. From now on, you don't cum without permission. That's mine, just like every other part of you. If you jerk off, you ask me for permission to cum. If I allow you to have a vanilla relationship, and the two of you decide to fuck, or she wants to give you a blow job, you need my permission to cum. Do you understand?"

She had found my prostate and was massaging it. The pleasurable sensation was moving from my ass to my cock. "Yes, Mistress."

She began pressing even harder on my prostate. "If you cum without my permission, even if I'm not there, I'll know. Don't try to fool me. I want all of you." The feeling was becoming unbearable, I felt very close to cumming. "You think you're going to cum now, bitch? No way. Tonight you learn how I'm going to control you. It's called milking. I'm milking you, just like a slutty little cow." I had this feeling of being on the edge of an orgasm, but couldn't get over the edge. As I looked down though, I saw a stream of cum coming from my cock. "That's right, slut. No orgasm, but I get all your cum. When I'm done milking you, you'll need a day or two to refill. I'm going to drain your balls, " she said with a sadistic chuckle. Cum just continued to pour from my cock as she massaged my prostate. It wasn't that the feeling wasn't pleasurable, but I needed to cum!

"Please, Mistress, please, I need to cum!"

"No you don't," she corrected me. "You want to cum. You don't need to. Besides, I just explained to you, it's not your decision anymore. It's mine. You wanted me to own you, you wanted to be mine, and this is part of it. I decide. And tonight, I don't want you to cum."

I moaned and whined for the next couple of minutes, until, after the flow of fluid had slowed and then stopped, she removed her fingers from inside of me. She moved from between my legs, and lay alongside me. "This is what he means to be owned," she said, as she caressed my cheek, and kissed me. "Once Master John is finished with Gail, I'll bring you into the guest bedroom. I'll tie you to the bed, on one side, and John's going to tie Gail to the other. Then we'll be in to get you in the morning, and start the next part of your training."