Moments later, she met Him. Lucy was unsure of what to say to Him. When He spoke, He was formal with her, which seemed very appropriate to Lucy. It made her crazy…not being sure how to act. Should she make eye contact with him? Talk about herself? She chose to say very little. She knew she would feel so much better when she was taking direct orders from Him.

As they entered the room, He closed and locked the door…and she sat on the bed. She knew that she was supposed to kneel, and had fully intended to do so. Perhaps she was looking for exactly what she got. Her Master took her breath away as He swiftly grabbed hold of her hair and forced her to her knees…

“Why aren’t you kneeling? You were told to kneel, weren’t you?”

Lucy was transformed at that moment. The sound of His voice. His command. His will was all that mattered. She was immediately breathing hard. Her heart was racing. His power over her felt tangible. He ordered her to remain on her knees and chastised her for looking up at Him. He shared with Lucy His expectations for her. She listened to Him eagerly. Her only desire was to be His slave and His slut. She almost came when He forced her head down and told her to lick His boots. She eagerly did as she was told. She was told to strip. He again chastised her, this time for not being seductive enough. Lucy knew she could have done that better. She was spanked. The perfect pain/pleasure paradox. With every blow he delivered, she cried out. Not in resistance, but in ecstasy. He was rubbing her between her legs and slipping His fingers in and out of her sex. Lucy was overcome by desire for Him. As she let that feeling of desire sweep over her, He took out his cock and forced it into her willing mouth. He fucked her that way, deep in her throat, once making her gag.

He produced many objects for her to observe. Some of them frightened her but she did not admit this to Him. He asked her to choose and she deferred to Him. She was dizzy with anticipation. He placed a tight black leather collar around her neck, with a leash attached. She felt proud to wear His collar. As though it marked her. She belonged to Him. He probed her ass and penetrated her with one of the smaller devices. Lucy accepted it without very much resistance, but when He probed her with the larger device, she cried out. She had seen this one from her position on her knees, and she was afraid of it. This was the moment Lucy had dread so much. But her fears were quelled when He proved to be merciful. He asked her if it was too big. She pleaded yes and voiced her fear to Him. He spared her for the moment, but only from the painful device. He continued to probe her ass to prepare her for His penetration. When He entered her, she was not shown the same mercy. Now He was claiming her. He thrust himself in and out of her, and she cried out, but in a way that was not frantic or pleading. She was taking Him deep and when he thrust forcefully, it took her breath away. She ground her knees into the carpet, feeling the burn. She felt herself slip into a form of bliss….she was powerless to Him, yet she felt the power of overcoming her fear, and giving herself to Him. She felt the power of complete submission. He held her hips tightly and fucked her. When she felt His climax, she feared she would turn her hips inward to reduce the force of Him. She tried, but He would not allow it. Lucy felt intoxicated by her pleasure.

She knew that He was not finished with her. She remained on her hands and knees., face down, waiting. He came to her and led her by the leash to the bed. There she waited and stole glimpses of Him from her position. She longed to see Him…to gaze at her Master. She noticed His tattoo and thought it was very sexy. She hoped that He didn’t catch her looking at Him.

She felt empowered and completely submissive at the same time. Her fear was gone. He had used her so very well, and she was grateful to Him for showing her mercy. She was still breathless when He came to her from behind and seized her wrists. He tied them expertly. Lucy was once again, completely in awe of His power over her.

He bound her wrists behind her back and then brought the rope down through her buttocks and He made sure that it was pulled tight between her sex. The rope was somehow secured and He grabbed her by her hair and forced her over the edge of the bed. Because she did not have her hands, she was face down on the bed with her ass up in the air. He spanked and probed her ass that way. He told her to cum and she struggled with that. It was hard for her to let go. To do so meant that she might have lost her focus on Him. The interaction of their wills and the catharsis that came from just being in the same room with Him was enough to make her climax. She, therefore found it necessary to restrain herself at all times. When she did cum she held back, unable to harness the overwhelming stimulus, for fear of losing control.

Then her Master flipped her over with such strength and agility, she gasped and was stunned for a moment. She was now on her back, with her legs spread wide. It was difficult for her to maintain this position for He left her there for a time. He caught her crossing her legs, and He ordered them back apart. He returned to her, and one at a time, He placed clamping devices on her nipples. She wondered if He saw her eyes roll back as she endured this other wonderful pain/pleasure paradox. He clamped them down tight and Lucy cried out. Pain seared through her nipples and she sank deeper into that state of bliss. Then, He was towering over her, sending a chill down her spine. He fucked her mouth, thrusting deep into her throat. Lucy had always enjoyed this task, but she adored it this time. She had to request a drink of water from Him, for her panting had dried her mouth. He obliged but when she attempted to sit up, He told her to lay back down. He poured small drinks into her mouth. Lucy thought this was so sexy.

He then did another of His swift and violent moves and she found herself in her very favorite position. Lying across His lap. There was no way for Lucy to shift her weight or to use her hands to brace herself. She was supported entirely by His legs. The nipple clamps hung down, swinging and pulling on her nipples. She was still tied up and collared. Lucy imagined that if she could see herself, she would be very pleased. Her Master spanked her some more, and He made her moan with pleasure as he played with her lips between the rope. He slipped His fingers inside but not very deeply. Lucy wanted His fingers deep and forceful inside of her. Her head was spinning with desire. She had reached a place beyond bliss. She knew that he would penetrate her ass again. This time, she was looking forward to it. She wanted to prove to Him that she was no longer scared. He turned her over and put her on her knees once again, this time, on the bed. As she hoped, He slipped His cock back in her ass. Lucy was overwhelmed by the force with which He fucked her, and she believed that He was still holding back some. She opened her hands between the ropes and He grabbed hold of them, as she had hoped. He held onto her hands and fucked her ass and cried out Himself when He came inside of her.

Her Master then laid on top of her, breathing heavily in her ear. Lucy adored feeling Him on top of her. She didn’t move a muscle, for fear it would make Him leave her. Before He left her, He untied her and removed the collar. Then, He placed the larger of the devices, the one she cried over earlier, back in her ass. Lucy whimpered, but took it in without resisting. He had stretched her ass enough to make it bearable to take this device. He sat up and leaned back on the beds headboard. Lucy remained on her stomach, at His feet, facing away from Him. She laid like that for a time before she felt what she took to be an act of tenderness from Him. He placed his foot on her head. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling. After a moment, He got up and removed the plug from her ass. He then got dressed and spoke to her.

“Are you going to clean yourself up or just go home like that?”