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CHAPTER 1

Lana closed the door behind her sliding the lock into place as she dropped her bag. It had been a
long day and she was glad to finally be home, her roommate was away on vacation and it was
nice to have the apartment to herself. She shed cloths as she walked towards her bedroom. She
was down to her thong and bra when she hit the "on" button on her laptop. The screen came to
life. A full-length mirror stood in the corner and Lana couldn’t help looking at herself as she passed
it, turning from side to side she admired her flat stomach and lean toned legs. She worked hard on
her body, awaking early every morning for her jog or trip to the gym. She wasn’t very tall and she
felt her breasts were too small at a c cup but her compact proportioned body generally pleased
her. The men seemed to like what they saw, her tight bottom and lean legs attracted a lot of
attention both at work and on the street.

Lana got all tingly thinking of the eyes that seem to follow her when she wore those tight short
skirts. She loved to tease, and have all the attention, not that she ever went farther. Men would
come on to her and she would push them away sometimes being a little cruel as she retreated. It
was actually out of fear, she wanted to go farther with men but was so unsure of herself. A victim
of an all girls’ school and an awkward teen, her overbearing father didn’t help. Every time a boy
got close enough he would be there to scare them off. God, why did she have to be so protected,
now she felt light-years behind everyone her age, at least when it came to sex and romance. She
thought she might be a virgin forever if she didn’t do something soon. The feelings were there, she
masturbated often a little afraid of her own fantasies but unable to stop the desire.

"You’ve got mail" the computer chirped, pulling Lana out of her trance. She had unconsciously
removed her bra and was gently rubbing her breasts, teasing the nipples feeling the warm rush
moving through her body.

She got up and went to the computer, letting down her raven black hair, pushing it out of her
face, feeling the softness caress her bare shoulders. She sat at the desk and clicked the mailbox
on the screen. The usual junk appeared, as she went down the list deleting, she saw one that
caught her attention, From: YOUR MASTER. Probably more junk but she was curious and clicked it
and the text filled the screen.

Lana hadn’t even read a sentence and she instantly recognized it, it was her own diary, the one
that she had kept while going to school. It was describing one of her more vivid rape fantasies she
had about a priest in the school. Her whole body tensed in complete shock, what the hell was this
were had it come from? She scrolled down through the familiar text, a little sickened reading her
own perverted thoughts knowing someone else had also read them and now wanted her to know
they had. At the end there was a short line

"I know what you are and everything about you. You now belong to me."

She began to involuntarily shake, she felt violated, afraid, in shock at the gall of this person. What
to do, what was there to do, she hit reply and began to pound at the keys writing a terse reply,
"how dare you" she began, spewing indignation and threats if he didn’t immediately return her
property. She hit send at sat there staring at the screen wondering what to do next. Not more
than two minutes went by before she Head the chime "You’ve got mail" she hit the new mail
thinking the return address had been wrong.

"LOL, don’t make me embarrass you at your work or with your parents, I think the priest even has
an e-mail I’m sure he’d enjoy the exerts from you diary. You will do exactly what I tell you to do
and you will never speak or write to me like that again or you will regret it for a very very long
time. Do you understand?"

Lana starred at the message, rereading it, tingles running through her body, the tone and words
were causing not just fear and anger but she felt strangely aroused, her tiny pink nipples standing
to attention despite the summer warmth. What next she thought, did she have any choice and
what was it that this maniac wanted. She knew deep down what he would want what she was so
afraid of and now she was being force to submit to his blackmail. She thought of the
embarrassment and shame she would have to go through if the wicked thoughts and fantasies
written in her diary were actually to become public. She knew she had no choice and deep down it
relieved her as she typed the simple message.

"Yes I understand" and she hit SEND.

Minutes later as she sat there almost naked the tingles still running down her spine the phone
startled her out of her daze.

"Hello" she said tentatively

"This is your Master" the voice was deep and strong. The voice of a man who knew who he was
and what he wanted, the voice permeated her very being, she knew she would do anything he
said. The thought frightened her but also it relived her to have him in control was this what she
had always wanted? What was he going to make her do? Why did she want to please him even
though he had violated her, she should hate him but found herself saying in the most deferential
voice she had "Yes sir".

"Put me on the speaker-phone, and go get yourself a glass of wine, bring the bottle back with you"

Lana didn’t hesitate, she pushed the speaker button on the phone and went into the kitchen and
poured a glass of wine, downing half the contents before refilling. She grabbed the bottle and
went back into her bedroom.

"Go over to the French doors and open them" the voice commanded when she returned.

The doors opened to a small balcony that overlooked the park. She had taken this apartment
because of the view of the park, which was now just a sea of blackness. She was on the second
floor so standing in front of the open doors would give someone on the ground a good view of her
nakedness. She was shy, not sure what to do, she hesitated and as if reading her mind the voice
came back.

"Do it slut, I want to see that tight little body you love to tease the boys with"

Who was he? How did he get the diary and how did he know she was such a tease?

"NOW!" The voice wasn’t louder but a chill ran through her body at the tone, she took a gulp of
the wine and moved to the door and opened them. The air was only marginally cooler outside but
the fresh air felt delicious on her skin. Could he see her, she peered out into the darkness trying to
find some movement or sign of him but only saw the dark outline of the oak trees against the sky.

"Yes I can see you, turn around show me that tight little round ass"

She turned on the ball of her feet as if a ballerina in a music-box.

"Finish the wine and put down the glass, I want to see you run your hands over your body, touch
you breasts feel the hard nipples, tease them pull on them. Do you feel the moisture between your
legs, are you getting aroused."

Lana obeyed feeling her body react to his voice, his instructions, she enjoyed the feeling of her
own hands, her eyes closed as she pulled at her sensitive nipples. She wanted to push them down
over her belly down to her aching pussy. She had forgotten about how exposed she was, only
feeling the desire for more. The wine making her a little dizzy, she reached out for the door jam to
steady herself.

"Turn the chair beside you and sit down before you fall."

The wingback chair stood facing the room beside the door but she easily turned it so it was in the
center of the open doors. It was like a small stage, and she felt like a puppet at his command.

"Sit down and spread your legs"

She complied feeling very exposed even though she still wore her thong, ladies didn’t sit like that
and she felt a little ashamed that she was so turned on by it. She had never thought of herself as
a slut but when he had called her one, it made her so excited.

"You’re a good little slut, you actually want this, need this, I know you better than you know
little slut you are. I’m going to make you my little sex toy, the bitch that does everything and
anything I tell her. Touch that wet spot on you panties, rub that hard little nub that’s pushing out
aching to be touched, but don’t cum, You can only cum when I tell you to." His voice was
hypnotic, soothing, in complete control.

She pushed her hand down over her mound feeling the hair through her panties, then the moisture
of her pussy soaking through. Leaning back, knowing she could cum right now but holding back for
him. The idea that she was doing this for him was intoxicating, she wanted to show him what a
slut she was, show him her willingness. The thin panties seem to disappear into her slit as she
rubbed. Pushing a finger beside the edge of the material it gently probed the tight tunnel.

"Take the panties off and slide your fingers deep inside, I want to watch you fuck yourself"

It was what she wanted and she wasted now time lifting her ass and sliding the soaked panties to
the floor.

Take you panties and smell them, taste your own juice."
God she had never tasted herself before why was he making her do this, making her taste her own
dirty panties. She grabbed them and pushed the wet material to her face the musky aroma filled
her nostril. She pushed them to her mouth, tasting herself.

"That’s right put them in your mouth, leave them there, suck on them while you fuck yourself with
you fingers."
Lana had pushed two fingers into her cunt and used her other hand to rub the hard little nub that
ached with desire, her fingers rubbed harder than she had ever done before, wanting to feel the
slight pain that was mixed with the pleasure. She felt completely overwhelmed by the sensations,
moans escaping from behind the panties stuffed into her mouth. She could cum anytime but
remembered his words and held back, wanting to let go but slowing her fingers, trying desperately
to control the growing climax building deep inside.

"Oh baby, you’re a real sight, who could have guessed you were such a slut, so willing to humiliate
yourself for a stranger."

She knew it wasn’t the blackmail that was driving her on, it was a deep need to be controlled,
used, to be the slut that she really did know she was.

"Ok bitch cum for me, I want to see you explode, lose complete control let the feeling take over
your body"

On cue her body began to shake uncontrollably, the climax wracked her body, her hips pushing
forward fucking the whole hand that was buried deep inside her pussy. Her back arched and she
yelled out from behind the soiled panties. It seemed like it wouldn’t end, never had she felt
anything like it, completely overwhelmed by the powerful tremors that pulsed through her tiny
body.

She pulled the panties from her mouth, gulping in air, her chest rising and falling as if she’d run a
marathon. She smelt the liquid that leaked out from around her hand still buried deep inside her.
Trying to tell herself that she had no choice but knowing that from now on she didn’t want to
have a choice, she wanted him to control her, own her, tell her what to do and do as he pleased
with her.

The voice was calm, still in complete control, "have a little sip of wine from the bottle"

Picking up the bottle of wine from beside her she lifted it pouring the cool liquid down her throat,
then it was empty and she started to put it back down to the floor beside her.

"No take the bottle and push it into you gaping cunt"

The words were crude, and the idea of pushing a bottle into her virgin pussy would have seemed
disgusting to her earlier but now she slid the bottle down her body sliding forward in the chair she
slipped the mouth of the bottle into her waiting pussy. She had broken her hymen years ago with
her own fingers so there was no impediment as she pushed the bottle deeper in.

"That’s it fuck the bottle push it in stretch that little fuck hole, use that bottle to fill you little body"

His words started the climb to another orgasm, the bottle was so too thick, pushing it back and
forth she worked it deeper trying to take more and more of the cool glass into her. The entire
neck was buried when without warning her body lost control, the pleasure washed over her body
again. She collapsed back into the chair feeling completely spent.

"I never told you to cum" The voice was harsh, she could detect the anger, it was frightening, she
knew she would pay.

"Tomorrow you’ll get your punishment, I think you need a day to think about how you have
displeased me. When you get home tomorrow strip off all you clothes and check your e-mail."

The phones clicked and he was gone before she could respond. Panic replaced the warmth of
satisfaction that had overwhelmed her. The bottle still sticking out of her naked body, God she
couldn’t believe what she had just done. What now, was she going to have to wait a whole day
before she could be his slut again? What kind of punishment would he have in store for her? Pulling
the bottle from her body she got up. She slid between the cool cotton sheets of her bed. Even
with all these things on her mind her body quickly fell into a deep satisfied sleep.

CHAPTER 2

The sun seemed to blast into the bedroom, waking Lana early. A dull throbbing between her legs
reminded her of the previous evening. It seemed like a dream but when she looked over at the
French doors she saw the chair standing in front of the open doors, the empty wine bottle lying on
the floor. She closed her eyes disorientated with the memory, unsure as to what to do next.
"Tomorrow you’ll get your punishment" he had said, she never even knew the name of the monster
that seemed to be tormenting her. Truth was, the more she thought about it the less she wanted
to know. That he was in complete control was all that she needed to know.

She dressed and headed out to the gym like any other morning, yet her mind was obsessed with
him, what was next, she craved his dominance and suddenly felt a little lost without his
instruction. Everything felt different this morning, she had discovered something about herself last
night and now it was as if the whole world was different. She went about her work, chatting as if
everything was the same but she knew it wasn’t the same for her.

The afternoon dragged on, it seemed to be the longest afternoon of her life. Finally the clock told
her it was time to quite and a tingle ran through her body. With a mixture of fear and anticipation
she opened the door to her apartment. What would he have in store for her tonight, she dreaded
the thought of his punishment, but the thought that he might not come tonight was even worse.

She shed her cloths while her computer booted, standing in front of the screen she urgently
pushed the buttons to bring up her e-mail. It was there, she hesitated afraid to open it, a warmth
ran through her body as she read the subject "YOUR MASTER". She clicked the mouse and the
words filled the screen.

"You will wait for me, put on the collar and bracelets that are on the bed and wait."

On the bed?, she spun around, in her excitement to check her e-mail she hadn’t noticed the
leather collar and bracelets on the bed. She went over to them and examined the wide bracelets,
she had heard of things like this but never actually seen them. Each bracelet had a medal ring
fastened to them, the collar matched with metal rings placed both in the front and back. A shiver
ran through her body as she picked them up. Lana went over to the full-length mirror to fasten
the collar around her neck, her fingers shook as she tried to buckle the leather around her wrists.
She loved the look of the sight of black leather on her naked body. The leather seemed to
symbolize his ownership, it felt strangely satisfying, she wanted to please him. What next, she
waited afraid to do anything, she lay on the bed waiting wanting to touch her body but afraid to,
he would know. He never told her she could touch herself, so she lay there waiting. Hours passed
and she started to fear he wouldn’t come, wouldn’t call. It frightened her to think he might not
want her.

It was dark already when he finally called, she jumped to the phone, her whole body tense with
anticipation. She heard his voice and stood very still as if she may not hear him if she moved,
listening to the low measured voice.

"Are you my slut?" he began

"Yes, oh yes" she shot back.

"Tell me I want to hear you say it bitch"

"I’m you slut, I’ll do anything for you, I’m your slut" she repeated, desperate for his approval. The
hours of waiting had made her a little manic. The scene from last night running through her mind
exciting her, keeping her in a constant state of excitement. Now he pussy dripped down her leg at
the sound of his voice and her own degradation.

"That’s a good little girl, I want you to put your raincoat and go into the park. In the northwest
corner there is a larger Oak tree with a bench under it, when you get there sit in the middle of the
bench and spread your arms over the back of the bench."

The phone clicked and went dead. She stood for a moment with the receiver still in her hand as if
in a daze, finally setting the phone down and going over to the closet.

As she walked through the dark park she pulled the coat tight around her body, she couldn’t
believe she would be outside completely naked under her coat. It seemed to sharpen all her
senses as she moved through the deserted park. She had jogged through the park many times and
knew the bench to go to. She looked around as she approached it, trying to see him knowing he
would be watching, desperate to see him. She had completely surrendered herself to someone she
hadn’t even seen, or had she. All day she had been keenly aware that this man knew her and she
would know him.

She sat on the bench with her arms outstretched, the cool leather felt comforting in this exposed
position. The warm air tickling her legs as her coat fell open.

The voice was right next to her head, she hadn’t heard him approach, he was just there.

"Don’t move, don’t turn around or I’ll be forced to hurt you"

She had no doubt he meant it and kept her head still. Then the sound of chains, her arms forced
behind the back of the bench, he had fastened the leather cuffs to the bench. Then everything
went black, the blindfold was a soft silky material. If she felt exposed before, now she also felt
completely helpless. It was reliving to have him in control, she wanted him to use her body, have
his way with her. The coat was pulled open, her naked body at his disposal. His hands moved over
her body touching the soft skin feeling her trembles as he carefully avoided her pussy and nipples.
Then he stopped, she twisted against her bonds needing to feel him again pushing up trying to
find his hand.

"My little slut wants more, doesn’t she? Beg for it,"

"Please, fuck me rape me, I’m you slut, please use my body, touch me I’ll do anything for you"

She couldn’t believe she was pleading for him to rape her, she wanted to be used. His hand
reached down and grabbed her hard little aching nipple, at first he was gentle teasing both of
them then she felt him pinch down, the pain shot through her body but it only excited her more.
The large rough hands pulled and twisted her breasts. They ached, as much from desire as his
rough touch. Her pussy dripped onto the wooden bench, she could feel the liquid against the back
of her thigh. Then his hands were on her thighs and she felt him rubbing something over her thighs
and pussy.

"You have such a nice little pussy, such soft hair", his finger pushed some more of the substance
deep into her. Then he stood back admiring the young slut waiting for him.

"Come here boy, come on Duke"

She realized there was a dog standing next to her, she could hear the panting, what was he going
to do, she had never imagined this.

She felt Duke’s cold nose against her thigh and then his tongue as he licked at her, he panted
while he licked her inner thighs, his tongue grazing her outer lips. The feeling was exquisite, she
withered as the German shepherd actually pushed his large wet tongue into her body. She had
never felt anything like it and it was driving her crazy, she wanted to cum.

"Can I cum, I need to cum" she panted between moans.

"Not yet my sweet I want to cum with you"
He grabbed her hair and she felt the smooth skin on the head of his cock, it was pushing against
her mouth and she automatically open her mouth. It stretched her jaw, the head pushing against
the back of her mouth. She tried to pull back, she was gagging but his strength was too much he
pushed farther and it slipped into her throat.

"That’s it bitch take the whole thing feel it in your throat, just give up and let it slide down"

She tried but it was too much, she thought she would die, the whole time the dog continued
lapping at her pussy, he was licking her clit and her body felt overwhelmed. The cock in her mouth
the dog between her legs, she knew she couldn’t last much longer.

He pulled his hard shaft out and drove it back in, over and over he fucked her mouth finally she
felt his heavy warm balls against her chin. Her throat had stretched out as he fucked her mouth.

"Ok slut you can cum"

And she felt the cock in her mouth swell and pulsate before he shot his load into her throat. That
was too much, her own body exploded as the cum dripped from around the huge cock imbedded in
her throat. Her body shook uncontrolably, he pulled out and watched the cum drip down her chin
falling onto her small breasts. He pinched the tiny pink nipples, the dog continued lapping at her
pussy. The pain from her breast seemed to push her over the edge again. This time she screamed
out pulling against her bonds.

It felt like she had passed out, when she became aware of her surroundings the chains were
released and she lay on the grass. She sat up looking around but he was gone. She pulled the
coat around her aching body, slowly walking back to her apartment. If that had been her
punishment she would have to be bad more often she thought.

Chapter 3

Lana made it into her house and dropped the raincoat on the floor. The bracelets and collar she
took off and lovingly placed on her pillow. She looked at herself in the mirror as she walked into
the bathroom. Cum was still on her breasts. Her legs had wet grass stuck to them. Her hair was
more than mussed. She ran her hands through it, remembering the way it felt to have his hands
twisted in it. His cock down her throat. She turned the shower on and got in closing the door
behind her. Letting the water cascade over her. It tickled her breasts. She caressed them,
pinched the nipples, but couldn’t make them feel the same as he did. Her hands moved down to
her pussy. It was sticky with…honey? She smelled it on her fingers. Yes, honey. She pulled the
shower attachment off its hook and moved it over her. Spraying directly on her clit made her back
arch. Her legs felt wobbly so she lay down in the tub. Both legs on the edge of the tub spread
wide. The sprayer had a massager in it, a steady stream of hard water or a pulsar. She started
with the steady stream and sprayed it directly into her pussy, pulling open the lips, cleaning
everything. She felt full and wondered how she looked, her pussy wide open. She moved the
massager over to her clit and began playing with it. She felt the spray hitting her, teasing her.
She switched to the pulsar and bucked her hips off the tub as she exploded over and over. The
hot water melting with her own juices as her body spasmed and bucked. The sprayer fell out of
her hand; she lay limp on the tub floor. Her hand moved down to feel her clit and found it too
sensitive too even touch. Lana got up slowly and started to wash herself. Exhausted, standing
became hard. Try as she might, she couldn’t get all the honey out of her pubic hair. Lying down
once again, with the sprayer within reach, she began to shave off her hair. Wondering what
Master would think. She shuddered every time the sprayer or her own fingers touched her clit or
her lips. When she was finally down, she was completely bare. She stood up and jumped as the
water trickled over her mound, so sensitive. Playing over every nerve. She finally got out of the
shower and dried off. Barely able to keep her eyes open, she walked into her room and over to the
bed. She lifted each bracelet in turn and reattached it to her wrist, then lifted the collar. She
wrapped it around her neck and secured it tightly. Only then did she allow herself to fall into bed
and into dreams filled with a faceless Master and the most wonderful dream sex imaginable.

Ring…Ring…

Lana reached out and hit the button on the alarm. Ring..What the? The phone.

"’Lo?"

"Good morning pet."

"Master?"

"Yes, I see you liked my gift. You’re still wearing them."

Lana looked at the bracelets on her wrists.

"Yes, I…"

"Shh. You will talk only to answer me. Understood?"

"Yes, Master."

"Good. I laid out your clothes for today, over on your vanity. There are accessories too. Hurry or
you’ll be late for work. Same deal as yesterday. When you come home, strip and wait for me."

"Yes Master."

"Have a good day Pet."

Click.

Lana got up and went to the vanity. She felt a shiver knowing he had been here, with her while
she slept.

How?

The outfit would be all right for work, a short blue skirt that came to mid-thigh, it rode up a lot
more when she sat down, she’d have to be careful. A see through white blouse, oh no, but a vest
that matched the skirt. A white silk demi bra that would support her breasts but not cover her
nipples. She looked for panties, but found none, only black stockings and a white garter belt. She
put the outfit on and found that the shirt and vest did nothing to conceal her cleavage. It
enhanced it even. Oh boy. It was definitely a power suit. Black patent leather "fuck me" heels
finished the outfit.

The mirror showed an image that would make most men drool. The heels made her legs look
incredible. Her cleavage was not to be ignored. She walked a couple of steps to the bathroom and
felt her legs slide together, the moisture already dripping. Oh… The phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"You’re forgetting something Pet."

"Master?"

"On the table."

She stretched the phone over and picked up a small box. Quickly she opened it.

"A butt plug?"

"You’ll be punished for that. Yes, a butt plug. Wear it all day. Take it out only when you need to. I
will allow its removal when I deem fit. Understand?"

"Yes Master."

Click.

Lana stared at the rubber plug. Shaking her head she walked into the bathroom. She did her
morning business and then pulled out the Vaseline from the medicine cabinet. Her skirt was quickly
pushed up and bunched around her waist. She lubed it and her bottom and slowly pressed the plug
into her bud. She stopped as she encountered pain.

"Ok, Lana, relax, breathe."

She pressed again and her bottom opened to accept it. The plug slid in, opening her bud more,
and more until her sphincter finally grabbed onto the ring that would hold the plug in. She let out
the breath she was holding.

Carefully applying her make-up and fixing her hair, she felt every move, every shift of her body.
She started to walk to the door to go to work and nearly cried at the feelings in her most
sensitive regions. Today would be a long day.

Chapter 4

The bus was crowded, It jostled her back and forth as it rumbled into the downtown core. Lana
was glad to be standing she had no idea how she would be able to sit all day at her desk with the
invasion in her ass. Her mind seemed fixated with her ass and his instructions, nothing else seemed
to matter. The man brushed against her as he went by, touching her cheeks, feeling her back,
what was the smell he was wearing, it sent chills through her body to have him standing next to
her.

What was she thinking, her body seemed to be in heat, all she could think of was how she wanted
to be taken, used and abused.

Her master had said he would punish her, it seemed the fullness she felt up her ass should be
enough. The thought of more scared her, what was she doing and why did she crave that rough
looking construction worker that kept bumping into her. Her pussy dripped and her nipples were
hard. He was pushing against her now, his whole body touching hers, the strong shoulders in her
face, the smell invading her.

He turned, "Its kinda tight in here today."

Was he coming on to her, why did she want him so much, feel the need to touch him? She
stepped forward almost as if on autopilot. " It’s OK I don’t mind"

What was she thinking, was she so turned on her body had taken over, what would this total
stranger think of her. She knew she was a slut, but that was her secret, no one should know. Now
not only her master knew but also this large strong sexy thug was getting the idea. Her slender
body was pushed right against him. She could feel her breast pushed against his chest, her legs
spreading and fitting around his. The hardness in his jeans very obvious to her, it was pressed
against her belly, his size and bulk seemed to absorb her. She looked up moving ever so gently
against his strength, "Where are you getting off" she whispered. She said it without thinking,
without knowing what she was actually doing, her body was in control and the sensations where
overpowering her reasoning.

"Come on" and she was off the bus on the sidewalk, he had her arm and seemed to be propelling
her into the ally what the hell was she doing, why did she go along was she that much of a slut.
Her body was pushed up against the brick wall, his mouth on hers, his very being invading her. The
tongue seemed to be driving into her, his hands over her body feeling the hardness of her nipples.
Why was she enjoying this so much and what would her master think.

He reached down, his rough bearded face against her neck as she felt him lift her up by the
cheeks of her bottom. She was pinned against the wall her whole body at his mercy.

"Fuck me, God fuck me hard " she whispered in his ear.

She was beyond any control, her body craved and needed to feel him driving into her, the muscles
in her ass grabbed at the plug and she craved the feeling of the strangers cock buried deep inside
her.

"You’re a nasty little bitch aren’t you?"

His voice drove her on and she reached down trying to find his zipper trying to release the hard
shaft she craved.

"Yes just fuck me, god I need to feel a cock inside me"

Lana felt it pushing against her smooth wet pussy, he had managed to push the tiny panties
aside, the head of his cock pushing against her tightness. His hands held her ass, her body pinned
between the wall and his body. She pushed out her hips and felt him enter her, the thick cock
spreading her wet lips open.

"AHH…oh my god, yes deeper push it deeper" she was grabbed his shoulders, her whole body
tensing at the fullness she felt. He drove into her, his balls slapping against her, his whole body
tense as he held her, pulling out and driving into her again and again.

"That’s it you little slut, take it take my whole cock, I’m going to fuck you good and hard"

He pistoned into her, his whole body slamming her tight against the wall, the pressure inside both
of them building.

"Yess oh god YESSSS " Lana screamed as the explosion wracked her body. The feeling of the plug
up her ass and the body slamming into her was too much. Her nails dug into the large shoulder
muscles that supported her. The sound of her voice and grip of her pussy sent him driving even
harder into her, his thick cock buried deep inside her when it exploded, emptying it’s load into her
tight belly.

He held her there, in that deserted ally, against that dirty brick wall, feeling the cum dripping out
around his softening cock.

"You master said you were a naughty little slut, I guess he was right"

Lana’s mind reeled at the implication, was even this decadence his doing was he always in control,
the thought comforted her. The stranger let her down slowly, pulling out of her, leaving her
leaning against the dirty wall.

Lana staggered into the office 30 minutes late. Her assistant was waiting with her coffee and a
look that spelled trouble. This was the 3rd assistant in 3 weeks. The first had been completely
useless, it had only taken Lana 2 days to fire her. The second had been a man, Lana had never
had a man before so the novelty was intoxicating. He had been very good, never in the way and
always doing what she needed to be done before she even knew it needed to be done. She
wished he was here now but she had screwed that whole thing up.

Lana grabbed her coffee and withdrew into the privacy of her office; her mind recalled her male
assistant, his tight ass, the way he seemed to know what she thought. His name was Adam, he
had come on to her, asked her out, and she had freaked, not because he was unattractive to her
but because he intoxicated her. Two weeks he had worked with her and she had never been
happier but that was frightening for her. He was tall strong and so beautiful to look at, she had
wanted him so bad, her pussy seemed to start leaking at the very thought of him.

Ring

The sound startled her out of her daze, she shifted in her chair feeling the pressure of the but
plug digging into her, reminding her of her master.

"Miss" it was her assistant "there is your supervisor here for you"

"That fine, send them in"

Lana tried to adjust herself in the chair tried to present a reasonably decent appearance.

"I’m here with some bad news"

The little bald prick couldn’t even look her in the eyes, his gaze shifting to the window behind her.
Was that the security guard behind him, d at what she did just wasn’t much of a team player.
That’s what the bald little weasel was saying.

Her assistant stood in the door with a box.

"It would be best if you took you personal things with you now, Sally can help you and Bill will
escort you out of the building, and he was gone. It seemed surreal, her things were dumped in a
box and she was walking through the office towards the door.

The cab ride home was just a blur, the stairs to her apartment seemed longer than normal as she
struggled with the lock. Lana pushed the door open and used her foot to slide the box of junk into
her apartment. What now? What was she going to do, the whole world had collapsed on her. She
felt the plug buried deep inside her reminding her of her master, her mind went to him, wanted him
needed him now.

Ring

The phone, she grabbed it "Hello"

" Put on your collar slut, I’m on my way over be ready for me, be naked for me put on you cuffs I
want to see your naked body ready for anything I want".

Her heart jumped, her body shivered at the sound of his voice, how did he know she would be
here, how did he know she would need him so much.

Lana jumped up stripping off her cloths, lovingly buckling the collar and cuffs on, she looked at her
tight lean body in the mirror, hoping he would be pleased her whole existence focused on pleasing
him.

The image behind her seem to appear out of nowhere as she looked at herself, he was tall, wide
strong shoulders, a rough grizzly beard hiding what she knew was a strong handsome face.

It was Adam, he seemed even bigger and harder than she remembered, it was him, she knew it all
made sense now, it was what she had wanted and now it was in his hands. She turned and looked
into his steely grey eyes and dropped her head in submission. She belonged only to him now, her
life was in his hands, and anything he wanted or needed was his for the taking.