WARNING: THIS IS A BDSM STORY SO DON'T READ IT IF YOU DISLIKE DOMINATION, SPANKING ETC.
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"I need another demonstration," she told him.
"I'll go get Sam and Janet," Clark replied.
"No, I want you and I to do it again," Brittany insisted.
"That isn't a good idea. That's my wife over there." He looked over at Pam, who was busy with a customer.
"I see," she took out a notepad and marked something down and handed it to Clark. "Here's my name and address. I'll expect you at 7pm tonight. Bring some unopened stuff from the store with you. Don't worry, I'll buy whatever we end up using."
Clark could feel that same twinge in his prick like he did the first time. "Ok, I'll be there. Shave off the hair on your mound, slave," he whispered. She nodded.
At about 6pm, Clark glanced over some stock and picked some objects he felt would be suitable. He made an excuse to Pam and left. As he drove up to the address that Brittany gave him, he saw an enormous estate with a gate. The security guard asked for the name of the person he was coming to see and thankfully he knew her name from the note.
"I'm here to see, Brittany," he told the guard.
"She told me to expect someone at this time asking for her. Strange, she didn't give me your name. Anyhow, it's the house at the left." He let Clark through. Clark parked in front of the smaller but still large home and got out of his car. He walked to the porch and rang the bell. Brittany answered.
"Nice to see you, Master," Brittany grinned and let him in.
"You could call me C..," Clark began but Brittany interrupted him.
"You're Master to me. I don't want to know your name," she said.
"Master, this is my home. My father and stepmother live at the main estate but I have here all to myself. What have you brought for us?"
They sat down in the kitchen for a short while so Brittany could consent to what the boundaries were between them. Clark thought it would be wise so he wouldn't go past those limits. After they were done, Clark suddenly got up from his chair.
"Get naked and be quiet, slut," Clark ordered. "From here on in, you'll talk only when I allow it. Understand?" Brittany moved her head to show she understood and got completely undressed.
"Get on the floor," Clark dictated.
Clark opened the bag he had brought with him. He wanted a full view of the cunt he enjoyed last time so he took out a sex stirrup. It had a padded neckpiece and thigh cuffs that attached using a strap and quick clip that could be adjusted. There were also chains that were connected to ankle cuffs also made of leather. After he placed it on Brittany, he looked at those luscious tits and perky nipples he admired. He glanced at her puffy pussy lips and remembered how it felt penetrating them to gain entrance to her hole. Pam didn't shave her cunt but Brittany's was now smooth like a baby's.
Returning to the bag, Clark pulled out a red riding crop. He walked over to where Brittany sat tied up and flogged her pussy with it. The sound of the lashing was louder than Clark had expected. Brittany screamed out.
�Ouch," she yelled.
"Not a word slave," Clark reminded her. Brittany bit her lip to keep from crying out as he continued whipping her vulnerable smooth cunt. He decided he wanted his prick inside her so he stopped and released her from her leather entrapment.
"I want to fuck you doggy style," he informed her. "You have my permission to speak." Brittany got into position, hands and head down, ass up. He spanked her rear with the crop. The swift thrashes rang out.
"Master, please, please stop. You're hurting me," Brittany begged. Her sobs of pain didn't affect him. He was her Master and he called the shots. Clark ignored her and he didn't stop flogging her behind until he saw her buttocks were crimson. Spreading her open until her pussy was exposed, he unzipped his pants and took out his semi-erect prick. He energized it with some swift strokes until it was firm.
Clark inserted his stiff dick with one deep thrust and pounded her helpless cunt mercilessly, spanking her ass with his bare hands intermittently. He grabbed her long hair and pulled her elongated nipples while fucking her, calling her whore, cunt, bitch, slave or whatever word came into his mind. He emptied his hot cream into her sex hole and despite her pleading, she came with a shudder and had an intense climax. They both collapsed on the floor.
"Oh that was fun, Master. I've always been curious about being submissive and thanks to you, I've had a chance to live out my fantasy. You must come again. How about this Friday at 8pm?" Brittany asked. Clark wasn't sure how he would do it but Brittany was an addiction he wasn't yet ready to conquer.
"Next time, I'll be bringing some friends," Clark began. "I want everyone to get a sample of my new whore. I think it's best we go to a hotel given all the men. I'll call you with the details once I make the reservation," Clark advised her. The gleam in her eyes told him that the thought turned her on. He knew it would.
To be continued...
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