"Meeting Master Dave" Part 3 Then the clamps back on, but rotated 90 degrees. I moan from the pressure as you tighten them again. And your hands now on me, squeezing my tits at the base and pulling them out. Squeezing and pulling them out, then all over again. Milking my tits while my nipples begin to ache. Your fingers wrapped around each tit…….they can’t fit around, but you continue to pull. Grab the clamps and twist them around a little bit. The clamps rotating my nipples around almost180 degrees. And finally you undo the clamps, hanging the chain around the back of my neck, clamps resting against my collarbone. You squeeze my tits from the front, mashing them into my body and jiggling up and down. I moan softly with pleasure and lean my head back against the bedpost, loving the breast play from your warm strong hands. “Are you enjoying yourself slave?” you ask. “Mmm Hmm” I moan through the gag and nodding my head. “Did you enjoy last night slave? Did you enjoy having me make love to you?” I nod, eyes half closed in pleasure. “You enjoyed your cum, didn’t you?” Nodding vigorously. “Well I hope you savored your cum last night slave, because you’re not going to get one tonight. You’re in training now, and you’ll cum when I decide. And I don’t believe I’m going to let you cum tonight.” I whimper in disappointment, trying to pout through the gag. You reach behind me and untie it. I open and close my jaws a few times, licking my dry lips. “We’ve just been playing, you know. I need you to be able to talk now, in case you need to say your safe word. And I love to hear you moan properly……….now turn around and spread your legs.” I turn - the rope around my wrists easily lets me spin around and hold on to the bedpost above me for support as I open my legs about 2 feet apart. I feel the air between my legs, against my wet pussy. You hands knead my ass cheeks under my skirt, thumbs dipping in between my cheeks. I feel something cool and wet running down my cheeks…….lube. Oh god you’re lubing my ass. I feel you push gently a finger in to my now-slick hole, testing my tightness. “ooooooo” I groan. “You’re ass is still tight, slave….haven’t you been using the plug as I instructed?” “Yes, Sir, every other day as you told me…..ooooooo” as you push your finger all the way in and wiggle it around. “I guess you just have a naturally tight ass, then” as you work your finger around inside me, pushing up against my walls. Then sliding in and out, working me. “All the better to sink my cock into.” You remove your finger, and I feel something else pushing up against my hole. I know it’s a plug, and I just hope its not a really big one. Going in, stretching my ring, making me groan, and POP its in. I lean my forehead up against the bedpost and take it, panting. “I want your hole well trained for me tomorrow. We’ll keep this in tonight to teach your slut ass.” You spank me a couple of times for fun and let my skirt down, then untie my hands. Massaging my shoulders for a moment. “Go downstairs and get us each a glass of water, slave.” I walk off, feeling the plug with every step, especially going up and down the stairs. My ass full, but not painful. In my absence you disrobe, and sit in an easy chair in the corner of the room. I return with the glasses of water and kneel at your feet, presenting them to you. We drink, and you reattach the nipple clamps before making me get down on my hands and knees again in the center of the floor. You kneel down behind me and run your hand in between my legs, feeling my wetness. Push a finger into my pussy, then another. Sliding in and out of me, finger fucking me, pushing up against the plug in my ass. As I moan slightly, you ask “Do you like having something in your cunt, slave?” “Yes, Sir…I love it” I whisper. Your remove your fingers and push them into my mouth so I can slurp on then, cleaning them off. You push me onto my back, then stroke my pussy lips, pinching here and there. Fingers running up and down my wet slit, stroking my clit on the upswing. You slide one of the large carrots up and down my pussy. “You like carrots, don’t you, slave? Love being a little cum bunny?” “Oh yes, Sir” I giggle. “What do you want me to do with this?” “Put it inside me, Sir.” “You want me to do what?” “Oh please, Sir, fuck my slutty cunt with the carrot, Sir……I want it up my hole.” “Good slave……..you may have the carrot, but I want to see you fuck yourself. I want to see what I’ve been hearing.” And you hand me the carrot. I position it at my entrance and sliiide the thick end of it in……..its so long, and bottoms out with at least 4 inches to spare. I push it in and out with long strokes, fucking myself slow and deep with my Vitamin C-packed dildo. “Oh look at how slutty you are, fucking yourself for me on the floor. You really are so nasty. Come on, fuck yourself.” I ram the carrot inside me faster, feet digging in to the floor to spread my bent knees wide. The chain from the nipple clamps draped between my breasts. “Stop, slave.” You take the carrot away from me and push it in my mouth. “Take a bite.” I chomp off the end of the carrot, chew and swallow. “Have another bite of that nasty carrot, slave.” I do it again, loving the taste of my pussy on the vegetable. You take the carrot away from me and hand me a zucchini….“Now this.” Its not actually much wider than the carrot, but it looks a lot worse for some reason. I am nervous about taking this larger vegetable, and have a hard time getting in my cunt. You see me struggling. “What’s the problem, slave?” “Its so big, Sir. I’m trying.” “Big? That’s not big. You’re going to have much bigger things than that inside your slut cunt before you go home, slave.” And you reach down, cover my hand with yours, and press the zucchini into me. “ughhhhhhhh”…….I feel like its splitting me open, as you ram it inside me. “There you go…….I knew you could take it. Now fuck yourself again……I want to see you use that cunt.” I pull it almost fully out, then slide it back into me……I can’t believe my pussy is this full. Fucking myself again, grasping the end of the long squash. Digging my nails into the flesh to keep a good grip and not loose it. You lean back and watch me, stroking your cock into full hardness. Suddenly you reach forward and rip the nipple clamps off me, making me scream. ‘Thought I forgot about those, didn’t you, slave?” “Yes, Sir” I hiss as I fill my hole time and time again. ‘Slave I want you to kneel on the floor and fuck yourself. But keep the squash in you as you change positions. Do it now.” I try to get up slowly, bringing my legs together to try and keep the vegetable buried inside me. It is a challenge, but I manage to get into kneeling position and resume fucking myself. “Ooooooooo God” I moan, excited by the new position. “I see someone likes being on her knees when she gets fucked, don’t you slave?” “oooooooooo………yes, Sir”…ramming the squash in and out of me faster. “Are you going to cum, slave?” “No Sir” I pant in time with my strokes. You kneel in front of me, reaching down to stroke my clit with one hand, and your cock with the other. “Slave, look at me. If you feel like you’re going to cum, you had better tell me. Do you understand? I told you that you weren’t going to cum tonight, and I meant it.” “Oh god yes, Sir. I understand…….mmmmmmmmm” as your fingers run tight little circles around my clit. ‘Fuck yeah, you better understand, slave.” I feel so slutty down here on your floor, fucking myself with your groceries only because you told me to. Ramming myself so fast and quick, trying not to lose grip. My pussy feels so well used and your fingers working my clit, I can’t stand it any more. “Sirrrrr…..it’s happening…..I’m gonna cum, Sir.” “STOP, slave” and you take your hand away while I rip the zucchini from my open hole. You stand over me and I kneel there panting; you stroke your hard cock in front of me. Your hand moving faster and faster, I see your body become tense as you shoot your cum in my face and down over my tits. Pumping onto me with a groan, covering me. I reach out with my tongue, trying to lick the drops off my semen off my face. “No, leave it there. Rub it in you nasty bitch. That’s all your wearing to bed tonight.” I reach up and smooth the cum into my skin….my breasts and chest, face and neck. You undo the clasp of my collar as I stroke my skin, and hand it to me. “Go to bed, Sam. You can take out the plug I’ll see you tomorrow. .” you say before you kiss me good night and push me gently towards the door. I pad off to the guest bedroom alone – sticky, tired and wanting to cum. I crawl between the sheets smelling of you and fall to sleep. *** The note reads “Sam, Hope you slept well. I am off to work early this morning. Relax, enjoy yourself…….help yourself to whatever you need. I will be home at 7 pm. I will have eaten dinner already, so don’t wait for me. Please prepare yourself properly for my arrival home. --Dave” Well. Looks like I have some time to kill. I spend the day puttering around. Go for a jog, read a book, watch a little television. I poke around your house, not wanting to be rude and get too nosy. Take a nap. All lazy vacation sorts of things. I eat dinner and shower, preparing myself for your return. At 6:45 pm I am downstairs kneeling in the front hall, wearing only my collar - early just to be sure. Five minutes later you arrive. “Well good evening slave. I was afraid I was too early, but I see you anticipated that, didn’t you?” “Yes, Sir. How was your day?” “Difficult. I kept thinking of you here all alone, and wondered what sort of trouble you were getting yourself into.” I laugh……“I had a very relaxing day, Sir” and I described my activities. “Well I’m glad you took a nap, slave, Because I don’t think you’re going to get much sleep tonight. I took tomorrow and the next day off. I would have taken today off, but I had a meeting and couldn’t change it. “ “Not a problem, Sir. I enjoyed relaxing around the house.” “Did you have fun nosing around?” you smile. “That would be rude, Sir. I kept to the public areas like a proper guest” I replied. “Good girl. So you didn’t go downstairs?” “Aren’t we already downstairs, Sir?” I ask. “No, I mean the basement, slave.” “I didn’t even know there was one.” You go into the kitchen and return with a leash, affixing it to the D-ring in the front of my collar. “Get up, lets take a walk.” You guide me through a door which I had assumed was closet, but actually leads down to the basement. You look behind to make sure I don’t trip on the stairs, and lead me down into what looks like your average basement family room – overstuffed sofas and big screen TV in one half, and……….oh. Now I understand. The other half contains a variety of things I’ve only seen on the internet. The big armoire is the only thing I know about for sure. The rest of it looks……..daunting. “What do you think, slave?” “I think that carrots are only the tip of the iceberg, Sir.” You laugh…..”You might be right about that, slave.” You lean me up against the back of the sofa and wrap your arms around me, kissing me deeply. Running your hands up and down my bare back, tongue gliding around my mouth. “I missed you today, slave. Do you know how difficult it was to run that meeting and not get hard?” you whisper…...“All I could think about was the fun we were going to have the next few days. All the ways I would use you and continue your training.”……..kissing my neck and earlobes……”trying to find out how truly nasty you are, slave….” I moan involuntarily and feel the blood immediately run to the area between my legs. You pull away from me….“Are you ready, my dear?” “Yes, Sir,” my eyes wide open in anticipation and not a little fear. You pull my leash over to what appears to be a padded gymnastics pommel horse, but positioned much lower. You spread my legs and push me down over it. “Stay there” you command. You rummage through the armoire and return, immediately dripping lube down my ass. “I think its time to play with your ass, don’t you, slave?” you tease. “Oh yes, please Sir. Please play with my slutty ass” I beg, breathlessly. I’m so nervous…..what will you do to me? SPANK goes your hand hard on one cheek, then SPANK on the other. “That was just to wake you up.” “Thank you, Sir.” You push a small plug into me…..it slides in smoothly, settling comfortably between my cheeks. I feel a little full, but nicely so. “Mmmmmm…..thank you, Sir.” “You’re welcome, slave.” SPANK, SPANK, SPANK………your hand smacking into me again, making my flesh sting. “Stand up” You flick my nipples, making them hard, and apply clamps. Flick them a couple times, just to see my pleasure. I have grown so fond of nipple clamps because of you. You remove your clothes, and push me down in front of you to suck your cock. Yay!!! I tackle you with enthusiasm, bring your cock to life quickly. Wrapping my lips around you, burying you in my mouth…..riding up and down. God I love how you taste. It must be all the cum I slept in last night. Pushing my nose up against your abdomen as you push down my throat. “God you are a good little cocksucking whore, aren’t you?” you moan through gritted teeth. “So greedy for it, too.” You run your fingers through my hair. “That’s enough for now, slave. I just wanted you to get me excited for our time together”……….you push me back to the floor, where I land on my ass with an “Oomph” as I feel the plug push a little deeper from the jolt. You laugh………”Feel that, did you?” “Yes, Sir, I certainly did.” “Let’s try something else, slave. I haven’t really properly tied you up, have I?” Gulp. “Um, if you say so, Sir.” You have me get up on a large padded table with metal rings at the four corners and chains overhead. My arms are spread out to the sides, fur-lined cuffs attached and affixed to the two top corners. My ankles also receive comfortable cuffs, which are hooked into chains hanging from above the bottom two corners of the table. You raise my spread legs up, higher and higher until my waist comes off the table and hangs in the air from my ankle chains. At least it relieves the pressure off the plug. You stand back and ponder your work. Running your hands up and down my legs. “I’m thirsty” you simply say, as you walk off the small bar in the corner by the TV, leaving me hanging there. You come back with a small bottle of Jack Daniels, take a sip, and set it on the table. Running your hands up and down my slit…..oh I love when you touch me. And then you spread me with your fingers, licking up and down. “I do love the taste of a good slave.” You grab the bottle and pour a few drops of JD onto my slit, then lick it up……”And I love the taste of fine old Kentucky sipping whiskey”……another splash on me, another dip into my pussy to lick it up. You bring the bottle to my lips and give me a small sip, just to get the taste in my mouth. You offer me more, and I drink cautiously, feeling the burn as it works down my throat. You return between my legs, and dip the head of the bottle into my hole quickly, filling it with the liquor. Then dive in with your tongue, drinking and slurping it out of my cunt. I writhe on the table moaning as you attack me, drinking me and the JD, licking me out and getting every last drop. Standing at the end of the table with your head between my legs, hungrily eating me…….your mouth so wild on my sensitive skin…..oh god can you eat pussy. Finally you pull up after cleaning me off and put the bottle away, wiping your wet face, covered in my pussy juice. You lower me and release my wrists and ankles. I am guided to a low, wide coffee table and I climb on top, on hands and knees. My lower body at the edge of the table, so that my feet just hang off the ends, pointing to the floor. You push my head down so my ass is in the air, and pull the plug out of me carefully. “Time to make you into an ass slave, sweetie” you say. I can’t see your face, but I just know that you have a devilish grin on your face. You pour a little more lube on my ass and work it around, making me so nice and slick, I feel I could take anything back there. And I want to……I want nothing more right now than to be filled and used…….for you to make me your ass whore. “Look at this, slave.” I turn, and see this amazing thing………..a long line of beads connected together with rigid plastic……..holy fucking mother of god! The smallest bead is about ½-inch, and the largest about 1-1/2 inches, and the whole thing about a foot long. My eyes go wide in delight! It is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen! And I can’t wait. “What do you think, slave?” “I think I need some ass training, Sir.” ‘You need what?” “I need you to fill my ass with those beads, Sir. Oh please, please, please use it, Sir. Fill my slut ass….pleeeeeeease!!!” ‘Well, you’ve been such a good little slut - one or two can’t hurt.” You line up the smallest ball against my tight little hole and tell me to relax. Pushing in……I’m so slick and it pops right into me. “Oh fuck…..thank you, Sir” I moan, resting my head on the table. Pop…..goes the second………..”Thank you, Sir.” In goes two more for a total of four – and I don’t think I can take any more. You stop, and leave the wand sticking out of my ass. “That is amazing, slut. You took four balls on your first try. Good slave!” “Oooooooooo…..thank you Sir.” I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations of having a very nicely stuff ass. I hear you fiddling around behind me, but don’t really pay attention – my focus is elsewhere right now. “Slave I want you to rise up on your knees, slowly.” I follow your command. You sit on the table in front of me and flick the nipple clamps around a bit. Then release them, and I gasp as the blood rushes back in. You squeeze my breasts together, then reapply the clamps lightly. “Don’t let me forget about these, slave. It’s your job to remind me when they hurt too much.” “Yes, Sir.” “How does your ass feel?” “Oooooo….very nice, Sir.” “Very nice? Is that it?” “Sir, my slut ass feels so amazing right now with the beads buried in it….I love this feeling.” You pat me on the head and move around behind me again, and tug on the toy. “I’m going to pull one out…..relax, slave.” You pull slow and firm, and one pops out of me, stretching my ring as it moves. You pull another, and another, and finally the last one out. I cry out with each one, the feeling of being stretched so intense. “You’re ass is nice, slave, but I think you need something in your cunt too. A true ass slave takes it in all holes, doesn’t she?” “Oh yes, Sir. I would love something for my cunt, Sir.” “Look down beneath your legs.” So that’s what you were doing back there. I look down, and see this large dildo sticking up from the table, fastened by a suction cup with a wire sticking out of the base leading to a control in your hand. “Why don’t you ride this for me for a while, slave?” “Oh thank you Sir.” I reach down and feel that you have lubed this up for me as well. Thank goodness, because this thing feels huge in my hand. I place myself over it, and push down, feeling it spread my slutty cunt hole. ‘Ohhh fuckkkkkk” I groan……”Its so thick, Sir.” “Keep going – it is barely inside you, slave.” I keep bearing down, feeling all the ripples on the fake cock. Trying to take it all, I finally am able to sit on it after working it in and out. “That’s right – get it all in there. Good girl….now fuck yourself with it.” I move up and down slowly, riding it…….it fills me sooooooo well. I gasp with every downbeat. I pull up and you motion for me to stop….the head is just inside my cunt. You reach behind me and push the smallest bead into my ass……..then another, and another, taking your time, going slowly. Four are in me when you turn the vibrator of the dildo on low and tell me to start down again. My whole cunt shuddering from the vibrations and spilling over to the adjacent balls in my ass…….ohhhhhhhh. “How’s that working out for you, slave?” you ask. Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god………I can’t even get words out. You turn the vibe up a notch and I ride faster……wanting nothing more than to have both of my holes filled completely right now……..working the pulsing dildo, I reach down and rub my clit without even thinking. “Oh fuck, look at you………you fucking whore……….do you see how nasty you are? Riding that dildo with beads stuffed up your ass? You are so amazing” and you suddenly push another bead into my ass. “OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!” I scream upon the invasion. I see you stroking your cock out of the corner of my eye, and I know what I want. “please” I moan. “Please what, you nasty cunt?” “Please fuck me with your cock……..I want you inside me….inside my ass, Sir….please fuck my ass” I plead. You pull each of the five beads out of me, sending me beyond myself and leaving me empty……….you slide into my slick asshole carefully but firmly, letting out your own bestial groan. I pull up off the dildo, wanting only you inside me, using me. I kneel on the table and you wrap your arms around me, stroking your cock with my ass……..I pull off the clamps so you can squeeze my tits properly. You bury your cock in my ass and hold it there…….both of us in crazed heat, panting……leaning my head back on your shoulder, I turn my head to kiss you and you cover my mouth….cover all of me…….your hands everywhere…..your long heat filling me. I push my ass back against you and it sets you off again into long, deep strokes…in and out of my tight ass…..my well trained slut ass now. I can feel you get harder inside me, and I reach down to rub my clit furiously. Your hands holding my hips, guiding yourself. I feel my cum arrive suddenly, without warning…….clenching around you so tightly that you scream and ram into me, emptying your balls into my ass…….hot cum seeping around you inside my tunnel. A few more quiet thrusts, and you fill me. You release me and stagger back as I collapse onto the table, utterly bewildered and unable to comprehend absolutely anything. You plunk down on the floor and lay back, completely spent yourself. I think I pass out for a while, because before I know it, I hear you unfolding the couch into a sofa bed. You return to me, picking me up in your arms and place me gingerly on the bed, crawling up next to me……laying beside me and covering us with a blanket for warmth. I open my eyes….“Did I please you, Master?” “Oh slave……” You take unclasp my collar for me and place it on the end table next to the sofabed. Kissing my neck where the leather once was.