Bound Helpless Angel

I did not hear anything move but I heard the garage door opening. I stood on my wobbly legs and felt the uneasiness as I began walking towards the garage door on the side of the house. I peered inside through the window to the garage. I saw my husband Michael and Tommie. Michael had a camera around his neck and he was handing Tommie a wad of cash.

I overheard him say, "Yes Tommie, you were right you broke her in three hours. I never thought I would hear her call you Master though. You did it though. I need a copy of the video too if you don't mind. I mean I have plenty of great pictures but I need the video to solidify it."

"No problem man, I can even back it up on disc if you want. Hey man and the pleasure was all mine trust me. You have excellent taste my man. Thanks for allowing me to break her proper like. I truly loved it man. Amanda is truly a great piece of ass dude." Tommie took the cash wad and shoved it into his pocket then drove off on his motorcycle.

I was beyond myself realizing that I was set up by my own husband and it was he who was snapping the pictures. Why? Why would Michael allow this to happen? Was I no longer satisfying his sexual needs? How could he let me be used like a common whore? I was furious as I heard them casually talking about me like I meant nothing to either one of them. I decided to pay Tommie a visit later on at night.

It was almost damp from the humidity as I ran the simple three hundred yards or so towards Tommie's house. I traversed a fence after feeding the dog a steak with some crushed sleeping pills mixed in. I hoped I didn't kill the beautiful doggie by giving it too much but oh well, shit happens. I now had to figure out which room was Tommie's and walked to each window when I saw a light on near the very last window near the bottom floor.

I went to it seeing Tommie watching a screen. He was stroking that magnificent cock. I wanted to have it again so badly but I was embarrassed and angry now. I wanted to hurt him because he and my stupid husband used me as a show pony. I had already left Michael sort of tied up back at the house with my vibrator shoved up his ass on high. When he wakes up to his sore asshole and raw feeling nerves he may understand why I decided to pay him back.

The only thing is I loved Tommie for real. He made me his and is deserving of me. My mind was betraying me as I watched Tommie methodically stroking his massive tool and then I saw it was me on the screen of his computer slowly swallowing his cock to his balls. I was amazed that I actually did that. It looked sexy as hell too. I didn't have a plan to this point and I wanted to tie Tommie up but I forgot He's a Dominant for real. He isn't a sometimes dominant and acts like a punk the rest of the time. My husband Michael comes to mind.

I thought fuck it I'm knocking on his window. I rapped on his window and he didn't startle as he merely rolled his head looking out the window and putting his tool in his PJ's. He smiled when he saw it was me. He said, "Go to the front door. I will let you in." I noticed it was an order not a please or formal I miss you greeting. It was direct, no motion wasted, and an order not any room for error.

I went to the front door and as I stepped onto the foray my nipples hardened and goose bumps with nervous butterflies fluttered in my stomach. My mind became apprehensive for the three seconds of doubt just before the front door opened. I started to turn when he opened the door. "No! Where do you think you're going?"

I made a mistake as I made eye contact with my Master. He dared me in his stare and I felt like a little girl not a full grown woman. I stammered, "I- I was going to go back home." I used my thumb to point the way and Tommie not saying anything stared quietly at me. I felt my body quake and my knees get weak just the way he stared at me. He looked at me as if he were a wolf looking at a little furry rabbit. The heat of my body sweat and the humidity clung to my braless breasts to my t-shirt, pink with a green John Deere tractor on it. I wore pink terrycloth shorts that were skin tight over my sexy ass and no panties. My pink tennis shoes were striped with white Nike checks as well. I was always a chic that matched her outfits. I even had a pink bow holding my hair in a ponytail.

Tommie took in every detail of me as if inspecting his prey. My stomach fluttered and I began having a physical reaction to run away when he pushed his front door open then said, "Take a left and go straight down the stairs. My room is the door at the end of the hallway on the right. Wait there." I just simply followed his orders without question or even a word. He was a dominant completely. I recognized every detail. Tommie wasn't a little uncertain boy he was a man giving his slave orders. I sat down on the bed and he had the screen on widescreen paused with me swallowing his cock. I turned a little embarrassed to say the least. I merely sat there for several minutes and then I remember thinking this is a truly poor idea. I had no plan for trying to overpower Tommie. I was angry yes but anger was not enough to get Tommie.

Four minutes passed and the wait was unbearable now. I stood up and was about to bound up those stairs when Tommie was standing at the door. His eyes piercing as he asked, "What did you give my dog? He appears that he is sleeping heavy but he better wake for your sake."

"I just gave him two sleeping pills crushed in a steak semi-cooked, very raw," I looked at the floor. I was shaking when Tommie reached out grabbing my shoulder.

"You need to sit. Your sweet ass isn't going anywhere," Tommie smiled licking his lips. I felt naked and nervous all of a sudden. Tommie laughed at me that little sarcastic giggle I was used to now.

I obeyed sitting on the bed. He reached out grabbing my breasts but sweetly. I felt like I was being appraised as a racing horse as Tommie was giving me praise about each body part on me. One thing for sure Tommie never made me feel ugly or apprehensive over any body part or sexual act. He handled me perfectly with respect even though he made me satisfy his needs. Nothing ever felt rushed or unwarranted. It was as if a dance of perfect seduction. It is the way he made every touch matter. Not one move was wasted as he petted, stroked, and delighted in my entire body. Tommie is a wonderful lover. The feelings began traveling throughout my body to the important body parts needing blood engorged parts like my labia and clitoris and nipples.

Tommie silently continued his therapeutic massage without even stroking those important body parts. Tommie was watching my breathing, the way I licked my lips, and the fluttering of my eyelids. Tommie massaged still using his expert level hands to stroke my shoulders, neck, and arms. Sexually, I began closing my eyes giving into each stroke and losing myself with Tommie. My body began feeling heat as I felt Tommie reach between my legs while he was standing in front of me. This was not gentle but a firm straight grab which opened my eyes with awareness. He was pushing the terrycloth crotch into my pussy as he leaned over whispering to me, "Next time, when I tell you to do something you had better acknowledge me as Master or I will make you pay cunt. Do you understand me?"

I was breathing harder, my heart pounded as Tommie manipulated my sex, fingers rubbing my clitoris as I could barely answer but managed through a rasping breath, "Yes Master, Oh God!"

I felt my body giving into this cruel bastard but not quite an orgasm yet but I felt the building of a massive monster climax. Tommie stripped off my shorts and ordered me to remove my t-shirt. I went to kick off my tennis shoes and my tiny little ankle socks but Tommie stopped me. He wanted my tennis shoes with my white socks on. He turned me face down with my ass in the air and I felt his mouth lick my pussy from that angle. Sweet sexy man, he was amazing as the pulsing began in my pussy. It is unbelievable how wonderful you can feel without seeing. This was psychological because Tommie took my ass to the levels of pleasure and pain without a conscious effort.

First, Tommie ate my delectable pussy until I was so close to climax my clitoris throbbed and my sphincter tightened and loosened without being touched. I was so sensitive I felt it doing so. I even heard when the dog outside wined awake. I then felt Tommie shove that wonderful toy inside my asshole and plug it into the wall. The throbbing renewed once more but with more sensation to another region. Tommie then began swatting my pussy with his hand while he watched the reaction I had as I screamed out. He continued again and again as the pleasure began to surface after the twentieth or so swat on my clitoris and outer labia.

Tommie continued to apply the perfect pleasure when I felt the butt plug being removed. Tommie used another item but it did not vibrate it was a larger rubber cock. He then started fucking my pussy at the very same time with his cock. I felt fuller than a tick on a stray dog. The double penetration was amazing but then he fish hooked my mouth with his fingers and began pounding into my pussy with a merciless vengeance. I began screaming as he pounded me harder and harder with his huge cock. I began shaking as the orgasm finally took me to a wonderful place.

Tommie laughed his giggle of mischievous impish cruelty. I had yet another orgasm on this man's magical cock. I knew it would never be an end to this pleasure. Tommie removed the dildo out of my ass and let me suck his cock tasting my own pussy juices. I did a wonderful job cleaning his cock for him. It was almost too wonderful when he said, "Bitch swallow it." I started to panic not sure if the first time was real or not as I was in a daze.

I looked him in the eye and said, "Yes Master." I leaned forward opening wide letting him ease into my throat further until I felt it hit the very back of my throat and I swallowed hard. It pushed back even further until my chin rested on his balls. I was breathing through my nose without trouble as I sucked that massive cock into my chest. I felt awesome. I heard Tommie giving me praise as I felt the first squirt of cum from his massive cock. I swallowed his cum giving him such sweet pleasure. It was almost too perfect but after he emptied his load and began to relax he smiled at me.

Tommie then asked, "Amanda my beautiful slave. Tell me your true reason for drugging my dog and coming over here! It wasn't to suck my cock or rekindle the fantasy was it?"

I looked at Tommie scared, "I wanted revenge, Master." I said without thinking before he grinned already knowing. His sexy little brown curly hair and moustache drank me in.

Tommie said, "You think slave that you can exact revenge on me?"

I looked at him honestly then said, "No Master, I cannot. I fell in love with you Master."

Tommie smiled at the confirmation then said, "Good slave, you are worthy."

The next forty eight hours were a blur as I went home to untie my husband. I explained to him we were finished. I felt like he was a liar and a very evil man for allowing me to be filmed and used in front of him.

I had a great job and moved into my own little apartment. Tommie rides his motorcycle over to my apartment every chance he gets. Oops My Master. What can I say? I love being a perfect submissive for my Master. I cannot stop thinking about how he treats me. I love it truly. He loves me though, his little slave. I keep waiting to not be satisfied by him, yet he makes love to me still meticulous, steady, purposeful, and perfect. When he calls me on the phone to tell me he's on the way my body has a physical reaction. My nipples harden, between my thighs instant wetness, and my mouth waters literally. I want to ask my doctor girlfriend to see if it is merely my imagination or is it true facts.

I have to go Master's here to Master me. I swear I love how he is. It was sweetness to feel my pussy being spanked for eight minutes again. it would be my orgasmic bliss for certain.

THE END