Kelly's Secret Ch. 01

Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.

-Ernest Hemingway



It was just after midnight when slightly panic stricken, Kelly bolted upright on the bed, fumbling for the still vibrating smart phone on the wooden night stand. The bright face of the screen lit the room dimly as she grappled with the button to silence the vibration. Sheepishly, she glanced at her still sleeping husband but he did not move or show any sign the disturbance had bothered him.

Once again her stomach knotted in anxiety and excitement upon seeing the number sending the text. She opened the phones messenger to read the new message, rolling onto her side, away from her husband, in order to hide the bright screen. Her heart beat started to race and she felt her breath beginning to catch as it had so often over the past two weeks. She noticed her nipples stiffen, with anticipation, against the silky material of her night gown, and she pushed a few stray hairs away from her pretty face as the words of the unexpected text came into focus.

'Get up. Go outside now,' she read the words, and slowly a feeling full of more anxiety than she had ever known began to envelope her. Her thumbs fumbled the phones keyboard in reply.

'I can't. My husband is here.'

The terse answer came back to her unbelievably quick.

'Get your ass up you fucking cunt. Come outside NOW!'

The panic began to build in her, as a rush of adrenaline began to flood her body. She was frozen momentarily. Her usually, quick witted, thirty three year old, brain suddenly became a blank slate. She could not move or think. She had never been a disappointment to her new Master so far, but she was truly unsure of what to do at that moment. She glanced at her husband wrapped in the blankets next to her. He was solidly asleep. She could hear the deep inhales and exhales of a large man at rest, and fear, real fear grabbed her small frame. She almost wanted to wake him to tell him everything, how she had met her Master, and the things he had made her do over the past half month, but she could not find the courage. Her will had long since become someone else's to command.

Soon she typed her reply.

"Yes sir."

Silently, she slipped from beneath the covers, and moved to the bed room door. Barefooted she moved quickly, but she felt as if every motion took so much more effort than it should. With a final look over her shoulder to assure herself that her husband had not heard anything, she moved to the staircase and headed downstairs.

She was breathing very heavy by the time she reached the first floor and stood at the front door. She hesitated there for a moment. Her thin night gown was no defense against the chilly night air, and she felt her skin begin to form goose bumps as she turned the knob and stepped out onto the front porch. The moon was full overhead and the street lights bathed everything in a sick yellow tinge. With as much stealth as she could muster, she pulled the door shut, leaving it unlocked for her eventual return, and turned to see the long limousine come to a stop at the curb in front of her house.

A tall, beautiful, brunette in a leather corset that displayed her full tits, stepped from the driver's side of the long black car and moved around to open the rear passenger side door. She wore stiletto heels over black thigh high stocking and a chauffeur's cap, and said nothing as she waved at Kelly authoritatively to take her place in the spacious back seat. The cell phone in her hand vibrated again with an incoming text.

'Get in.'

Obediently, she slowly made her way down the front walk and slid into the open door onto plush dark leather seats. The tall chauffeur shut the door solidly and Kelly looked around in wonder at the luxurious appointments inside the warm car. The interior was posh leather and wood trim through- out, and there was a small wet bar, and large flat screen television that drew her attention. On the big T.V. a beautiful blonde haired white girl was being gang banged by several black men, but the audio was not on. Kelly felt herself becoming moist as she watched the girl's ecstasy for a few moments, admiring the five or six, huge, dark cocks that surrounded the small actress. Growing embarrassed by her own reaction she looked away and noticed a large elegantly wrapped package lay on the seat beside her. She wondered if it was for her. The smells of high quality leather and rich men's cologne filled the space, but she was alone for the moment.

Her fear was slowly giving way to a growing excitement, but it was still there nagging at her, asking questions for which she had no answers yet. The compartment divider was closed so she only heard the tall chauffeur climb back in and put the car into gear, and pull away from the front her darkened, suburban Milwaukee, house. The tinted windows were far too dark for anyone to see in, but Kelly noticed they were mirrored on the inside as well. She had no idea where she was going, and now realized she would not be able to see any of the routes to where ever it was anyway. She found her phone and quickly texted the Master.

'What now, sir?' she typed

'Open the package and put the dress on.' came the reply.

Kelly gingerly pulled the package's wrapping open, revealing a beautiful, silver shimmering, evening gown, a black garter belt and stockings, and a pair of expensive strappy heels. A small bottle of an expensive perfume lay beneath all of it. She held each item up, inspecting them, admiring them. She felt grungy as she stripped the night gown off and began to dress in the clothing the Master had provided. She wished she had showered and freshened up better before now. She could smell the fresh cum her husband had deposited in her earlier in the evening, and she felt the twinge of regret that no panties were provided to help mask the odor of her sex. She dabbed some of the perfume in her crotch and across her breasts and fastened the garters on the garter belt around her waist, to the silky feeling, dark stockings. Pulling the elegant gown over her head and then fastening the strappy heels to her pedicured feet, she adjusted her dark hair into an elegant bun on top of her head and then sat back in the seat. Finding her phone again she sent the Master a text to let him know she was dressed.

'Good girl,' the return text said, 'There is a make-up case in the cabinet, freshen up for me pet.'

Kelly found the cosmetics and did as she was told, freshening up the mascara and eyeliner around her dark eyes, just as fresh lipstick and lip liner enhanced the already red tint to her pouty lips. Looking into the mirror provided she sat back satisfied with what she saw in her reflection. She felt her confidence grow a little bit, but wondered if the Master would be happy with what he saw.

It slowly dawned on her that she had never seen the Master in person before, and she trembled at the idea she might actually find herself in his presence tonight. She thought of the first time she had contacted him and how an innocent compliment on a social media website had become something so much larger and enveloping than she ever imagined could be possible.

He had guided her so skillfully into everything, had coaxed her, had drawn her out of her shell in such a short time, that it had even surprised her at her willingness to follow him. He had led her, she felt, as a man should lead a woman. Demanding things of her and rewarding her submission, he had birthed a sexual hunger within her she had never known. She had willingly submitted to every demand, posing in the most humiliating ways for sexting pictures, sending instant messages for hours back and forth describing her darkest fantasies in detail. He had led her to these things, and she had followed, knowing all along how quickly it would end her new marriage were her husband to find out. She felt born of two worlds now, and was not completely sure which one she would end up embracing more. Her desire to be owned and dominated was new, and even though she had only very recently acknowledged it to be a part of herself, she felt it to be as normal as breathing. Now in the back of this stretch limo dressed as she was, with no idea where she was going, she let go of the last of her anxiety and relaxed into the comfort of the seats. Sighing contentedly, she watched the blonde girl swallow cum load after cum load from the large, black guy's cocks, on the big TV, and smiled.

They drove for almost an hour, with only a few turns. Kelly had no idea where the girl had been instructed to take her. Her frequent texts to the Master had suddenly gone unanswered for some time now, and she was noticing a gnawing return of her anxiety level. Soon, however, it wasn't long before she felt the car come to stop. The big door swung open and the brunette driver reached in a manicured, painted nailed hand to assist her out. Where ever they were it was dark with only an occasional dim exit sign glowing some distance away. It was an almost empty parking garage under a building somewhere in downtown Milwaukee. She knew they had not left the city, but where she was she had no idea.

"Hello pet," said the voice of the Master from the shadows near a small elevator a few feet away.

"Hello sir," she said trembling. She wasn't sure if it was the cold in the air or her desire to please him that made her shiver.

"You look absolutely stunning pet," his voice sounded gruff, almost a growl, the tone seeming even more menacing because she could not see him.

"Thank you sir," she said lowering her gaze to the dirty concrete floor.

"I'm so pleased by you, pet. You have been a most wonderful distraction lately. I have told so many of friends all about you, and they all agreed they had to meet you. That is why I've brought you here tonight pet," his voice had lightened some.

"Thank you sir," she said feeling a mix of excitement and dread.

"Well it's impolite to keep people waiting pet, so lets us be off ok," his tone had become menacing again. "Jodi, if you would please, show, our pet which way to go."

"Yes sir," the tall driver said, as she grabbed Kelly from behind with a neck lock so quickly the smaller woman could not react. Suddenly a rag dipped in an ether solution was over her mouth and nose stifling the scream she had tried to let go of. Within a few seconds her eyes dimmed and the world became void and without form. When she had fully succumbed, two large men emerged from the shadows and grabbed Kelly's limp form between them, carrying her to the small dark elevator. As the doors closed the indicator light showed the car was going upstairs. Upstairs, several floors above, was where the rest of the audience was waiting.

The air seemed warm and humid; she felt it on her skin. It was the air of a room full of people. She strained her eyes to open, but soon realized the blindfold tied over them was far too tight to allow her the chance. In her mouth a ball-gag prevented her speaking aloud the questions that now flooded her foggy mind. Slowly, she soon became aware of her inability to move her wrists and legs. She struggled for a moment against the bonds but gave up quickly, as the leather of the restraints around her wrists and ankles began to bite into her soft skin.

She felt horrified, but strangely, it was a mix of despair and then perverse glee that grabbed her, in that order, when she became aware that her legs had been bound by the ankles in an up and open position, and that her shaven pussy was now completely unobstructed from view. Her only sensory devices left to obtain any information about her current situation were her hearing and her sense of smell, both of which she began to process from quickly. She could hear the murmuring of many voices all around her, both male and female, and knew that a crowd of people was probably looking at her exposed nude body at that very moment.

The smell of several different colognes and perfumes mixed with the musky odors of sweat and leather and what she knew to be marijuana gave her no comfort. A cold sweat formed on her skin. It did not take her long to conclude she was helpless and at the mercy of the unseen gathered around her.

She felt the saliva dripping from the edge of her gagged mouth, and lay back whimpering, on the hard surface to which she had been bound down. She could no longer contain herself and she convulsed with her sobs of shame and fearful anticipation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here she is, my current pet project that I have told so many of you about," the Masters voice boomed in the room over a loudspeaker. "I now officially open our evening's festivities; please indulge yourselves in the tasty treats before you."

The voices suddenly began to grow in intensity. Kelly lay still for a moment as she sensed a crowd gathering in around her. Soon multiple hands were stroking her body. Starting at her feet and working up her forcibly restrained open legs, her skin began to tingle from so many different sources of stimulation. She knew it was a mix of men and women touching her, she could feel the different degrees of tenderness and the varying levels of softness to the skin rubbing her breasts and neck and inner thighs. She moaned softly.

Suddenly a hard, warm cock was pushed against her face, and she heard a woman giggle as it aggressively worked its way over and around the gag in her mouth. She heard the man's voice as he groaned his pleasure.

"Ummmm; so nice. So very pretty."

"She is so pretty isn't she," she heard a woman say who seemed to be standing over her at the head of the platform. "How does her pussy taste?"

Kelly felt the stab of a hot moist tongue suddenly envelope her clit and she shuddered as the waves of pure pleasure began to form within her.

"She tastes so sweet," she heard a man say to the crowd, and soon he was licking her again. Her juices were beginning to flow now and she suddenly forgot the fear of earlier.

Soon she felt another presence between her legs another tongue lashing at her, but this one was licking her tight little asshole hungrily. With one tongue on her clit working furiously and now one on her asshole she felt her body lifting and churning in the air desperate for more pressure in those areas. Her hips bucked uncontrollably as her first orgasm exploded onto the two working on her. She lost control of her body as she loosed what felt like a bucketful of pussy cum onto their lust filled faces. She screamed against the gag and collapsed again onto the platform she was tied too as the pleasure overtook her.

"Good girl," she heard a woman say approvingly.

"I can't take this," she heard a deep male voice say. "Move, let me in here."

"Are you going to fuck her already," another man asked sounding puzzled.

"Yes, look at the pussy, I can't resist it, it's so wet."

"We're just getting started," another woman said as she began rubbing Kelly's breasts softly in her hands. "Take it easy and slow."

Kelly lay still a moment and savored her gentle touch. Her mind was racing. So far she had not heard the Masters voice among those around her. She hoped he was seeing her, seeing how much of a good girl she was being for him. She moaned softly again, as she felt the pressure of a fat cock in the folds of her pussy lips. It was slowly stroking up and down but not attempting to penetrate her. Every time it went over the tip of her clit she felt the electric buzz of pure pleasure, and she moved to ease his way into her wanting hole, but he refused to enter. Instead he would back away and then start stroking up and down again. She wondered what he looked like. She thought he smelled wonderful, and his teasing was pushing her towards another climax.

"You're a filthy little whore aren't you," the woman who had been rubbing her breasts said knowingly. She grabbed Kelly's left nipple hard and then softly bit down on it. The sensation caused Kelly to yelp reflexively, but the ball gag prevented anyone from hearing it. Kelly whimpered. The mix of wanting, and pain and increasing ecstasy, was becoming overwhelming, and she knew she would cum again soon.

She felt the woman's hands working the buckle of the ball gag behind her neck, and soon it was out of her mouth only to be replaced by two fat, warm, cocks. The men who owned them, rubbed them over her lips smearing her lipstick and saliva over her chin, and as they did so she occasionally flicked the tip of one or the other with the end of her tongue.

"Mmmmm, this one is no stranger to a cock," she heard one of them say, and she relished how slutty the comment made her feel.

"Well let's see what she knows about pussy," the woman said as she was suckling Kelly's left nipple again. Kelly felt her stand up over her, and actually smelled the fragrance of her pussy as the woman removed her panties almost directly over her face. She smelled like flowers and sex as she lowered her moist pussy down over Kelly's now un-gagged mouth. Kelly quickly lapped at her like a hungry puppy, taking in her scent and the sugary taste of the unseen woman's juices.

"Oh fuck, baby-girl, you are good," the woman said huskily.

Kelly moaned her approval.

Suddenly two different mouths were now sucking on her ample breasts, and another set of hands was rubbing her belly and thighs. The man who had teased her so relentlessly earlier, now slowed his pace and soon was pushing into her deeper and deeper, she was surprised at the size of his cock once he had entered her fully. It felt amazing to her, and she cried out in her pleasure. He took his cue once he felt her adjust to him and began thrusting slowly. Kelly knew he would have her cumming before too long. She moaned into the woman's pussy, and felt the woman clench down against her wildly flicking tongue.

"Yes, babygirl, right there, please don't stop, please don't stop," the woman begged her as Kelly felt her grab a handful of her hair and force her face deeper into her slimy pussy.

With the fat, unknown cock thrusting in and out of her, and the unseen woman's pussy dripping into her wanting mouth, Kelly could no longer hold her own overflowing climax back. Her body convulsed around the man's penis, squirting him over and over, as she screamed out her ecstasy against the soft clit bud between her lips.

"Ohhhh fuck," she heard the woman say as she too gave herself fully to her orgasm. She shuddered rubbing her cunt hard against Kelly's mouth then collapsed onto the floor, drained and satisfied.

Kelly struggled to catch her breath as the unknown man began the short strokes that indicated he too was about to dump his load. Within a few seconds he too convulsed and groaned, pumping his frothy cum into her gaping pussy over and over. Kelly felt momentary panic at the idea of becoming pregnant by this unseen stranger, but then the very idea of how wicked that was filled her with a wanton lust, and she clenched down on his cock to milk more cum from him.

"My god, you have good pussy little girl," he said after he stopped moving inside her.

"Do you approve sir," Kelly heard the Master ask the man who had just finished fucking her.

"I do my friend," the stranger said.

"Well then good, I would hate to have one of my pets be a disappointment," the Master said.

"Please Master, will you fuck me now," Kelly

whimpered her request.

She felt large hands begin to pull at the blindfold over her eyes, and shook her head to help assist in its being removed. Soon, her eyes began to adjust to the dimly lit room; it was still too dark to see definite features on anyone's face nearby, save one. A handsome, bearded, face hovered over hers, holding hers in his hands.

"Soon baby-girl," the Master said gently kissing her forehead. "Soon."