Rebecca D - Bound to please

After all, she was very young, and she might tire of him by the time she was in her mid twenties. He planned to keep fit so that he could maintain the vigor of his body, but one never knew what might happen to one's health. He knew that she gave him the best sex of his entire life, and he had already decided that if it took an implant to allow him to meet her needs, he would do that or anything else he could to enjoy the pleasure her body gave him for as many years as possible.

"Pamela, show me exactly where and how you like to be touched," he said in a low, husky voice. "It is a little embarrassing for me, but I think that is because this is all so new to me. I have gone from having no sexual thoughts at all to having all my needs met instantly. I haven't had the time to lie in bed, alone and horny to dream or fantasize. All I can do is let you play with my body in the ways you can imagine, and then guide you to the center of the target if your first touch is on the outside edge. We can explore my body together and find out what makes me respond in ways that are most pleasing to you, Master, and give your slave girl the most satisfaction. If that will suit my master's purposes, I can show you how I would like you to start working me over."

Pam shivered a little inside, thinking about how careful she should be when she talked to Mr. Stone, but he seemed happy with her answer, and quietly he told her, "Dear, you do not have to observe proper forms of address for a little while. I want to learn more about you, how you think, what arouses you, and what feels best to you. Do not worry about making an error that will get you punished. Your master has commanded you to reveal things about yourself. As long as you are following those instructions completely and honestly, you will not be punished for some minor slip of the tongue. If you truly feel the need to call me 'Master', you may do so because I never want to prevent your true nature and deepest feelings from being expressed, but it is not required at this time. I will let you know very clearly when I expect you to start using the proper forms again," Pam sighed and said, "Thank you for being so kind Master. Your girl loves you for your caring and concern."

"Since I am only a slave girl in nature and in reality, I think it is important for me to try to remember the fact that I am owned at all times. I can not easily adjust to changes in my status and I really need you to clearly set your expectations for me because I truly desire to please you at all times. I know this is supposed to be a reward for perfect service Master, but your slave will be sufficiently rewarded in knowing her master cares for her enough to want to learn everything about her body and her thoughts. Knowing my master cares for me enough to want to use me fully to the very limit of my capabilities to respond and feel pleasure is a rich reward indeed. Indeed, the fact that bringing total pleasure to my body is something that pleases and satisfies my master is very exciting and arousing to your sex slave." Peter began to rub against her bottom a little more and he brought his hands around in front of her and he began to cup her breasts.

"That's just right," she said. "It feels best when you start working me over very slowly and gently. My body seems to need a little time to adjust before I start to respond."

The feel of Mr. Stone's strong hands gently cupping her breasts began to bring on all the feelings Pam had come to expect and love every time he touched her. She felt her heart start beating faster, and she felt hot all over. She could already feel the moisture starting to form on the lining of her vagina as her body prepared itself to be filled with hard cock. Pam felt a little dizzy, and she knew her mind was not working the way it usually did. She felt warm and dreamy and weak. Her response grew stronger now, and she began to feel like her legs would not hold her and her knees would turn to Jello if she tried to stand up.

Deep inside Pam knew that she was experiencing a biological reaction that was part of the species survival adaptations. She was under the influence of the human female's instinctive mating response to the presence of a strong, dominant male.

To ensure the propagation of the species, the female would lose all ability to run or resist when in the presence of a dominant male. This response prevented desirable females from refusing to mate with the dominant males. Today, this response is usually suppressed because females are encased in a shell of attitudes and beliefs that prevent the woman from responding at the biological or instinctive level. Pam knew that one of the results of her enslavement had been the destruction of that burdensome cocoon of inhibitions. Because she had learned that her pleasure, comfort, and even survival depended on pleasing her master, she knew she could not afford to respond in the ways dictated by traditional cultural expectations.

When she learned to behave in "survival mode" concentrating all of her intelligence, skill, and physical ability on pleasing her master, her mind was freed from the mountain of garbage that had been piled on her by the media and her "friends" during her lifetime. Although on an intellectual level, she felt no one would choose to be a slave and owned by another person, Pam knew she was much happier and was having her needs taken care of much better as a slave girl than she ever had as a free woman.

Pam knew that Mr. Stone wanted to measure the depth and power of her responses to him and so she completely eliminated all restraining thoughts so that her body would be totally free to feel and respond on a biological and instinctive level. Pam also knew that her master enjoyed making her feel pleasure at a level that was so intense her mind often told her she could not possibly stand another second without going insane. Now Pam fought to drive all the fears from her mind and give her master total control of her body. She knew that to really please him she must be able to respond to him so completely that her every moan of pleasure and every uncontrolled squirming of her hips would show her master and herself how totally owned she was.

Pam put her hands over Mr. Stone's and encouraged him to squeeze her breasts more firmly. As the nipples hardened from his touch, she felt like they were so swollen and full of blood that they would explode, but she also felt she could not stand it if he didn't start rolling the hard little buds between his thumb and finger that very second. She guided his left hand to her aching nipple and showed him just how to pinch it and play with the throbbing tip. He began to play with her left nipple as she had showed him, while he kept squeezing her right breast with a firm pressure and a slow rhythm that matched that of her writhing hips. Pam guided his right hand so that he was pinching and playing with both nipples at the same time. Now she knew she had to feel his hands touching her most sensitive places, so she guided his left hand back to the slow kneading of the softness of her breast.

When she had shown him the right pressure and rhythm, she guided his right hand down her squirming body. She showed him how she like to have his touch move slowly, but irresistibly toward the center of her sexuality. Her clit was already hard and itching and throbbing, but she wanted him to work toward it slowly so that she would explode with a very hard cum almost as soon as he touched her pleasure bud. She wanted to cum so hard that her orgasm would completely shut down her mind so that she could be a female animal in her mating frenzy. She wanted to abandon herself to him totally and cum and cum and cum until they both were physically exhausted. She wanted him to fill her empty cunt with the hardness of his cock and fuck her over and over and over again until they both were simply rutting animals. She thought people only joked about screwing each other's brains out, but Pam knew somehow this was a milestone she must pass in order to be her master's perfect slave and her lover's perfect mate.