“I know, too, you will soon have school work to do. You must do it, of course. You must get your education, but all of your other free time will be spent with me, devoting yourself to me, worshipping the very ground I walk on. You are the object of of my pleasure and you will be at my beck and call at all times. And when we are in this house, you will always address me as ‘Mistress.’ Clear? I know what I am doing, Chris, you will love our times together. You’re not the first young man I have turned into my sex slave.”
Chris’s mouth went dry hearing those words, but he knew there could be only one answer. “I’m yours, Mistress.” Having tasted sex, Chris wanted it again and again and was prepared to do almost anything to get it.
“Yes, yes you are.” Bella then turned Chris over and climbed onto his chest. The conversation had turned Chris rock-hard again and she did not want to waste it. She pinned his wrists over his head, kissed him, put her large suculent breasts in his mouth, and then moved down to mount him again.
They woke the next morning and made love once more. This time, though, Bella was a bit rougher with the boy. Before they began she ordered him to stand and pulled out a black leather collar and metal leash and put it on Chris’s neck. Chris turned a bit red when she did so but did not say anything. She tied his hands together in front of him with one of the scarves. She had also put her boots back on, adding four more inches to her height. Bella now towered over Chris by 9 inches. She loved it!
Bella then grabbed Chris by hair, pulled his head back so that his face looked at the ceiling and she kissed him roughly. I like this, Bella, thought, I may have to hunt for shorter men more often the next time. Bella then sat on the bed and yanked Chris by the leash onto it and pulled him up to her breasts, ordering him to suck on them. He did this for 20 minutes.
Bella then pushed Chris down to her groin, slipping the leash between and underneath her legs. She then pulled Chris’s face to her pussy and ordered him to bring her to several orgasms as she laid back on the pillows and locked her legs around Chris’s back. His still-tied hands were up on her chest, which he was ordered to fondle.
After about another 20 minutes of that activity, Bella mounted her young slave for the third time in the last 24 hours and rather roughly rode him to an orgasm.
When they were done, Bella untied Chris and took off his leash. “Come, Chris, let’s shower and have breakfast.” Bella’s own bathroom had an oversize shower with multiple shower heads, clearly designed for more than one person.
“You will join me in the shower because it will often be your job to wash my body.” Chris simply answered “yes mistress,” but the look on his face clearly showed he was having the time of his life. In the shower, Chris used a thick cloth and lovingly ran over every inch of Bella’s body, something she very much enjoyed and she watched as Chris then cleaned himself.
Before leaving the shower, however, Bella pushed Chris to his knees and brought his mouth to her pussy once more as the warm water flowed over them both. Only after she came did Bella turn off the water, this time leaving Chris’s erection untouched.
And so the first full day of Chris’s life as Bella’s sex slave began.
The Playroom
For the next two weeks, Bella and Chris indulged themselves in each other. Bella could not get enough of sexually dominating the young man. And while Chris was a virgin no more, he felt as though he wanted to make up for lost time, although the frequency and pace was not in his control at all. Chris managed to get some research done, but it was in between late evenings in Bella’s firm, controlling grip.
True to her word she had started to increase the intensity over the second week. While he was in the house, Bella frequently required him to be naked, even if they were watching TV or eating their meals, while she always remained fully, if sexily, clothed. The spankings grew longer and harder, she started blindfolding him sometimes right before intercourse.
While tied to her bed, she started playing elaborate tease and denial games that went on for an hour or more in the middle of their love-making. Her favorite game was keeping Chris at the brink of an orgasm with a vibrator and a glove that inflicted pain on his penis when he came too close. Bella would shriek with delight over and over at this activity, never seeming to grow bored with it.
At the end of the third week, with a weekend ahead of them and one week left before classes started when Chris would have to spend more time out of the house, Bella announced after dinner: “I have a surprise for you.”
“What is it, Mistress?” Chris asked.
“Not so fast. Just wait.” Bella went to fetch a blindfold and handcuffs and the leash first. After she put them on, Chris could hear the tell-tale sound of a door being unlocked and opened.
“We are going down a set of carpeted stairs now, but don’t worry I’ll make sure your don’t fall.” Down into the basement they descended, with Bella in front, leading the blinded Chris by the leash and holding onto his arm. Once they reached the bottom, Bella took Chris a ways into the room. She put leather cuffs on his feet and separated them by by about 18 inches, attaching them to chains anchored to the floor, She did the same with his hands, and the same with his neck, attaching his wrist cuffs to chains coming from the floor joists over their heads.
“Here now is the surprise.” Bella took off the blindfold and Chris’s eyes quickly adjusted to a room with low lighting. What he saw frightened him.
As he looked around, he saw a torture chamber, a room apparently dedicated to the sexual torment of human beings. The walls were lined with all kinds of ropes, bondage gear, hoods, whips, and many devices Chris could not begin to recognize. Several large pieces of furniture designed to control and torture another human being, including a medieval-looking rack, an iron maiden without spikes, a padded table, some sort of padded bench-looking thing, a suspension device, a large black leather couch, a cage, and a Catherine’s wheel.
“Oh, God,” Chris whispered wondering for the first time in three weeks what he had gotten himself into. The look of fear was evident on Chris’s face. Bella found it cute. Inspiring genuine fear into her young lovers was one of the moments she absolutely lived for.
“Relax Christopher. I told you things would get more intense but I would not permanently hurt you. This is my playroom. We will spend lots of time here this week and after you start school. This room is truly home to me. It is where I am most comfortable and most creative. And while it may not seem so right now, you will eventually feel the most secure here than anywhere else. It is completely sound proof as well.” At that last fact, Bella broke into a wicked grin!
Chris’s mouth had gone completely dry. Fearful of what was to come, but wanting very much to please the woman he had grown to love in such a short time, all he could manage was a “yes, mistress.”