His Blackmail Ch. 05

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Sara meets her new Master.
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Part 5 of the 5 part series

Updated 10/30/2022
Created 02/17/2007
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Peter secured Sara to the bed. The restraints were not too tight, allowing her arms and knees to bend.

"Comfortable?" He asked, looking down at her naked, helpless body.

"Yes Master."

Peter trailed his fingers up and down her arm, watching her body shiver in anticipation.

"What would you like me to do to you, slut?"

"Whatever pleases you Master."

Peter swore under his breath. What pleased him at the moment was to keep her. Permanently. But he knew that wasn't possible. It hadn't been part of the deal he had made. He was asked to train her. And he did. Now it was time to hand her over to her new and permanent, Master.

But first he needed to have her mouth around him one more time. He unzipped his slacks and pulled his hard cock out. He knelt on the bed over her. He lifted her head and placed a pillow beneath it, raising her up to meet him.

"Suck my cock." He said, guiding it to her mouth.

Sara opened her mouth and took Peter deep inside. She pulled at her bonds as she lifted her head to get closer to him, to take all of him. He shifted and then he was on his hands and knees above her, his cock hanging above her waiting mouth. Sara took her time sucking his cock. She rubbed it with her tongue, nibbled the big head with her teeth. His heavy breathing told her he was getting close. She took him deep and tightened her lips around him, sucking hard on his thick cock.

"Swallow my cum Sara." Peter growled seconds before throwing his head back and shouting as he spewed cum down her waiting throat.

Sara continued to suck as Peter's cock convulsed in her mouth. She vaguely remembered how much she hated doing this when they had first started this.

Peter pulled his cock away and climbed off the bed. He kept his eyes on Sara as he tucked his now flacid cock back into his slacks and zipped them up. He pulled a black scarf from his pocket and knelt beside the bed. He trailed the scarf over her bare pussy, up her stomach, between her breasts and to her cheek. He removed the pillow and tied the scarf securely around her head.

"This is out last meeting, my little slut." Peter whispered at her ear.

"Master?"

"It's time for you to meet your new Master."

"But I don't want a new Master, Peter. I want you." And she meant it. Sara surprised herself at how true those words were.

Peter let his name pass. She was scared, he could see it in her tense body.

"You were only mine to train Sara."

"The money?"

"It's all taken care of. And you will be too. I promise."

Sara felt him lean closer and place a soft kiss against her parted lips. And then he was gone.

****

The room remained quiet for several minutes. Sara hated the feeling of helplessness that consumed her. She wanted to call out to Peter. But she knew better now. A few months ago, she had no idea what was expected of a submissive. She had no idea what it meant to give up control and receive the ultimate in pleasure. Now she did. And though she was nervous, she was also excited.

The bed dipped by her head and she realized that she had not been alone as she had feared. She turned her head and something warm and smooth traced over her lips. Opening her mouth, Sara took the thick cock in deep. A small hiss followed as Sara started to suck and lick it.

It wasn't long before her body started to tingle. Her pussy was soaked and her nipples and clit throbbed. She felt the cock in her mouth thicken and lengthen. She sucked greedily, waiting for him to cum. She wanted to prove that she was a good sub.

With a growl, he grabbed her face and held her still as he fucked her mouth and after three deep thrusts, spewed his cum down her throat.

Sara felt his hold loosen and her head fell back onto the bed. Her body was on fire and she needed to cum. More than that, she needed to hear his voice. But she knew better than to speak.

She listened as he moved around the room. Her fear returned. She knew nothing about her new Master. What kind of man was he? Would he beat her? She felt the bottom of the bed dip and her body tensed. His large hands trailed up the insides of her calves to her thighs. His hot breath on her heated flesh had her breath catching.

Sara's hips shot of the bed at the first touch of his tongue against her aching clit. His hand on her stomach pushed her back down and held her still while he licked and sucked the sensitive bit of flesh. Sara bit her lip to stifle the moans that threatened to escape. His tongue felt so good on her as he licked her bare outer lips, tugging on her swollen clit with his teeth. She felt his fingers spread her wide and then his tongue dipped inside her dripping hole.

"Edge!"

Immediately he was gone. She felt the bonds on her arms and legs loosen and then she was turned over. His hands were on her body, arranging her on her hands and knees. Sara wished he would say something. Not being able to hear his voice, his commands, started to worry her. His fingers pulled and stretched her nipples and she gasped as she felt the cold, sharp sting of nipple clamps. She took a couple of deep breaths and let her body get used to the feeling.

He moved away and she heard him around the room. She couldn't take the silence any longer and was about to speak when she felt his hands on her ass. He had large hands, she noticed. They massaged and spread her ass cheeks. One hand dipped down and delved into her soaked slit.

"You are soaked, my slut." His voice was deep and hoarse.

Startled by his voice, Sara raised her head and looked over her shoulder.

SMACK!

"Head down!"

Sara realized her mistake and quickly assumed her former position.

"You need to be punished."

Sara started to get nervous. What exactly did he mean by punished? Peter she knew and trusted. She didn't know this man. She didn't like this man.

"You are familiar with the crop." It wasn't a question and Sara knew he wasn't looking for an answer.

"You will count them and thank me for them. I want to make this ass of yours nice and red."

Sara knew what to expect. Peter had used the crop of her at their last meeting. She could do this, she told herself.

She heard the sound of it swishing through the air a moment before it connected with her bare ass.

SMACK!

Sara screamed with the first stinging blow.

"Another sound and it will be the cane."

Sara closed her eyes beneath the blindfold and waited for the pain to lessen.

"Are you forgetting something?"

"One. Thank you Master."

SMACK!

"Two. Thank you Master."

Sara couldn't help the tears that clogged her throat as her new Master beat her with the crop. She counted to ten, thanking him for each one. She heard the crop hit the floor and then his hand was between her thighs, stroking her soaked pussy. And she was soaked. Sara couldn't believe her body was so turned on by a beating. Her ass was stinging and yet she was on the verge of cumming.

His fingers slid easily inside her. With his thumb he rubbed her clit while he finger fucked her.

"Edge!" Sara cried, her body a mass of nerves.

"Come for me." He ordered, his thumb working frantically over her swollen clit.

Sara threw her head back and cried out as her body tightened and shook with the force of her orgasm. His fingers continued to rub and pull at her clit as her body convulsed.

"That's a good slut." He whispered, his hands moving to rub her sore ass.

His hands were like magic and soon the pain turned to a dull ache. Sara held back her sigh of pleasure. Her head hung between her shoulders as he continued to massage her ass.

"Do you like that slut?" He asked, teasing her opening.

"Yes Master."

"You took that quite well."

Sara didn't say anything. She was quiet and waited for what he would do next to her. She tense a bit when his hand slipped between the crack of her ass and began to rub her asshole.

"Relax."

Sara took a deep breath and tried to relax. She wasn't a virgin back there anymore. She knew what to expect. She didn't even flinch when she felt the cool gel squirt onto her ass. His fingers smeared the gel around her asshole, one thick finger pressed in, lubricating her tight hole.

She felt the bed shift and he spread her legs wider. His large hands pulled apart her ass cheeks and she felt the rounded head of his cock against her. She took a deep breath as she felt him start to slowly enter her. It took him a while to slowly work his thick cock inside her. She was sweating and panting by the time she felt his balls on her ass. She had never felt his full, not even with Peter and Michael.

He set up a nice rhythm. Slowly pulling almost all the way out before sliding back into her. She felt his hands on her back, rubbing her as he slowly fucked her ass. Her body started to throb with each thrust.

Sara was so close. She was sweating. Every muscle coiled tight with the strength to control her reactions. Her arms started to shake as he increased his tempo. Her tits bounced and jiggled, the clamps pulling on her overly sensitive nipples.

"Master...please"

"Please what, slut?"

"Please...I need to cum."

"Not yet. You're not ready yet."

She felt his hand slide around her stomach and down to her pussy. Suddenly her body jerked as he milked her clit. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as hot sensations shot through her body.

"Edge!" She cried after only a few minutes.

Again she felt him reach around, this time the clamps were removed. The sudden rush of blood to her nipples had her crying out.

"Now slut, come NOW!"

Sara's body started to convulse. She arched her back and through back her head as her body shook and shuddered with it's release.

"That's it Sara!"

Sara was lost as sensation after sensations washed through her body. She was panting, her arms barely able to support her when she felt his fingers delve into her pussy.

"Come on baby." He encouraged.

Hard hands grabbed her ass as he fucked her wildly. Sara felt drained and exhausted, her body tired and used. She wasn't sure she had anything left. Then she felt his cock harden even more and thicken.

"Oh God!" She cried out as a third and final orgasm coursed through her. Her head fell to the bed and she cried out into the pillow.

Behind her she heard his muffled roar as he emptied his hot load into her spasming ass. Totally drained, she fell to the bed, her body weak and shaking. Sara didn't have the strength to move. She felt him shift and come to lay beside her. She said nothing as he took her into his arms and held her against his chest.

****

"Master?"

He removed her blindfold. Sara took a few minutes to adjust her eyes to the light. She looked over her shoulder at the man who was now her new Master.

"I...don't understand." She whispered, her eyes wide.

"I couldn't train you Sara. When I realized you took the money, it was like an answered prayer."

"This was all planned?" Shock filled her voice as she sat up and hugged her knees to her chest.

"Not exactly." Martin sat up too but didn't touch her. "And just so you know, you can always come to me Sara. I would have given you the money. You should have known that."

"I was afraid. I know how you feel about my brother."

"I can't stand the son-of-a-bitch. But he is your brother. You should have told me."

"I know. I'm sorry Martin." She said lowering her eyes.

Martin reached out and touched her shoulder. She flinched and moved a little more away from him. He sighed. He knew explaining this wasn't going to be easy. So he just started talking and hoped it would make sense.

"From t he moment we met Sara, I knew you were born to serve. There was something about you that called to me. The few times after our marriage I tried to introduce you to it, you ran like a scared rabbit. I knew you would never accept it. At least not from me. Not if you had a choice."

"So you set this whole thing up with Peter?" She accused looking back at him over her shoulder.

"He's a Dominant Sara. He has trained before."

Sara moved to the edge of the bed. She couldn't believe what Martin was saying. Did he know all the things Peter had done to her? Everything she had done to him? And Michael...

"Oh...God." She groaned and dropped her head into her hands.

"Don't Sara." Martin said, coming up beside her and wrapping his arms around her shaking body.

"Martin....." She began but he stopped her.

"I know everything Sara. It's okay. It wasn't personal. Peter trained you. That's all. I know everything that took place."

She turned to look at him.

"And Michael?"

"Yes."

Sara knew she should be pissed. She agonized for months over cheating on him and he had known all along. But strangely, she wasn't. And she realized he was right, she would never had accepted this with him.

"Now what?"

"Now." Martin reached in the bedside table drawer and pulled out a black velvet box and handed it to her.

Sara opened it and stared at the gold choker inside. It was about an inch thick with a little hoop in front.

"It's a collar Sara. Yours, if you want it. If you want me and my lifestyle."

"And if I don't?" She asked, knowing what the answer would be but needing to hear Martin say it.

"I love you Sara. But I need this. I need it with you. But you will always have my heart, no matter what you decide."

Sara took a deep breath. Could she do this? Could she live her life like this?

"Will you share me Martin?"

"Only if you want it."

"I want you, Martin."

Martin smiled and lifted the choker from it's bed of black satin. He fastened it gently around her neck.

"You look beautiful."

"Thank you Master."

Martin smiled and kissed her deeply.

"Come here slut, your Master wants you."

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near1111near1111over 8 years ago
Great story.

I never reead SM Stories but this one is damnd well written and highly erotic. 5 stars for the hot slave sara.

AnonymousAnonymousover 11 years ago
Amazing!

This series was amazing! Very well done!

AnonymousAnonymousover 13 years ago
nice

a really good story .... keep it up :D

AnonymousAnonymousover 13 years ago
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The most romantically erotic story about bdsm I've ever read. Good job!

AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
Hmmmm

I agree with the previous poster, that I had a hard time believing the outcome. I guess it's the lack of real emotion involved. Does the woman not care who she is with? Will any master do? Did she or did she not develop feelings for her trainer? And agreed that she went from one extreme to the other too easily.

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