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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: They Were Happy to Become His Willing Slaves! Frank and his wife Tami enjoyed living the alternative lifestyle of bondage and domination. He was dominant and she was submissive. Then Frank seduced two other women, Colleen and Zoe, and turned them into willing slaves. This was easy, despite the fact that both women were married. But their husbands wouldn't engage in oral sex or role playing--or anything but straight, missionary position sex. And that infrequently. So both women were more than eager to serve Frank in any way he demanded and were happy to tell him, "You own me!". But it had always been his goal to return Zoe and Colleen to their husbands--once the two men learned the necessity of fulfilling a woman's sexual needs and how to fulfill them. And Frank had a special plan, one that would turn the husbands into masters, and have their wives happy to tell their husbands, "You own me!"
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: April 2008

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Words: 42582
Reading time: 121-170 min.

CHAPTER ONE

Pastor Frank Richardson wasn't surprised when Pastor Steve LaFluer failed to pay the weekly fifty dollars he was obligated to pay him every Monday. Since Steve was such an arrogant bastard, Frank was surprised that it hadn't happened sooner. Smiling to himself, he would take care of the problem post-haste.

It all started about three months ago with a discussion about human sexuality. When Pastors Steve Richardson and Wayne Adamson started to pontificate about how to handle cohabitating couples, Frank had had enough of their ivory tower mentality and lack of understanding on how to apply theology to the crucible of the every day nitty-gritty of life that people faced. Being a retired police officer with lots of street smarts, he had a different perspective on the application of theology to the life. His perspective often had him bumping heads with other pastors. But he enjoyed a good confrontation since he missed doing so on the streets. He decided to teach them both a lesson that they would not soon forget. It was a lesson that was designed to bring these two arrogant men figuratively to their knees and to keep them humble.

During his career in law enforcement, Frank and his wife Tami had begun to explore the dominant/submissive lifestyle. They found that it dovetailed perfectly with their personalities and their needs. They embraced it and have never regretted their decision as they enjoy a full, satisfying and diverse sex life. And with Tami being obedient to him in all things as she promised in her wedding vows, it dovetailed perfectly into their belief system.

Discovering just how straight-laced and hung up Steve and Wayne were about sexuality and knowing that they only engaged in genital sex, Frank knew exactly the lesson he would teach them. To do so, he set out to prove the truth of the proverb that he had heard on the streets while a police officer: "Show me a man who won't orally satisfy his wife and I'll show you a wife I can steal."

With a little cajoling, he convinced Colleen Fredrickson and Zoe Adamson to at least try some oral sex. Colleen needed a lot of wine while Zoe only needed the opportunity to express some hidden needs. Once they were introduced to the joys of oral sex and more, there was no holding them back. With satisfaction, he knew that they were now addicted to him and all that he could offer them. By proving the truth of the proverb, he easily stole them away from their husbands. In fact, he not only stole them away, he collared them and made them submissive to him just like his own wife. He relished the power he held not only over them but over their husbands as well.

When he revealed to Steve and Wayne that he had proved the street proverb correct, he had brought them figuratively to their knees. When they threatened to take him to the church leaders, he made them clearly aware of the consequences--the shame, the humiliation, the loss of their reputation, the loss of their church and most likely the loss of their wives. He had them by the proverbial short hairs. And he would pull and twist those short hairs until Steve and Wayne had paid a sufficient penance for their arrogance. When he was satisfied they had, he would release their wives from their willing submission to him. For now, he would keep them humble by forcing each of them to pay him fifty dollars a week if they wanted to have sex with their wives. So when Steve failed to pay this week, it was clear that he needed to pay more penance and he would. He called Steve's wife, Colleen.

"Hello, Master," she replied when she heard his voice.

"I need to see you this afternoon, my pet. I'll be expecting you at my house at two sharp."

"I'll be there, Master," she said even though this was Steve's day off and he had made plans for them for the afternoon. When Frank had collared her, she had agreed to make sacrifices in order to serve him. And today, she would make the sacrifice her master required and Steve would just have to adjust. Hanging up, she found Steve in his study. "I have to go out this afternoon."

He looked up. "I've made plans."

"I know. But something has come up."

"What?"

"Frank wants to see me." She could see a flash of anger in his eyes. Although their relationship was no secret, she could understand his anger over having his plans ruined. After all, he only got one day off a week. The only thing that her husband didn't know or understand was just how addicted she was to what Frank could give her.

"It has to be today?"

"Yes. Let's plan something special for the evening instead." She gave him one of her killer smiles that made it clear that she wanted him. "I'll make sure it more than makes up for spoiling your plans."

"Okay," he said reluctantly and in a voice that indicated that he was still miffed by having his plans changed by Frank. "I'll find something to do," he added. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out why his wife allowed him to have such control over her--their--life. It was a major source of friction. But with the fear of losing his reputation, his church, his job and mostly like his wife if this scandal became public, he didn't think he had any choice but to go along with what Frank wanted. And he really resented that fact. Although he'd like nothing more than to get even with him for "stealing" his wife, he just didn't know how to go about doing it. He didn't pay the fifty dollars this week just to see what Frank would do. Maybe, after he had made his point about the power of oral sex, Frank would just drop his demands for a weekly tribute and let things return to normal, he reasoned--he hoped. Still bristling, he made plans to play golf instead.

Colleen arrived exactly at two as expected. After Frank escorted her into the living room, she stood with her legs spread, her hands behind her back and her eyes focused on his feet as she had been trained. She waited to find out why he wanted to see her today. She felt a flutter of anticipation as he stroked her hair.

"How did Steve like having his plans changed?"

"He didn't, Master."

He smiled. "I didn't think he would. But he brought it on himself." He moved his finger tips down the side of her neck and over her right breast. He appreciated how she jutted out her breasts as an acknowledgement of his ownership.

"What do you mean, Master?"

"I'll explain later, my pet."

"Yes, Master." She softly moaned when he gently cupped her breast.

"You may look at me."

"Thank you, Master." She looked into his blue eyes and smiled.

"You are a beautiful woman."

"Thank you, Master."

He pulled her close and kissed her. "Are you glad that you belong to me?"

"Yes, Master."

"No regrets?"

"None, Master. You've given me so much to be thankful for."

"Good." He kissed her again. "Take off your blouse and skirt."

"Yes, Master."

He watched as she slowly and provocatively removed her clothing. He was pleased to see that she had selected something sensual and exciting to wear underneath. He waited while she carefully folded up the blouse and skirt and placed them on the coffee table. "You look very sexy," he said as he moved his hands over the cups of her pink pushup bra with its sensuous looking lace.

"Thank you, Master. Mmmmm," she purred as his touches felt like small shocks of electricity.

He held her close and kissed her. He enjoyed the feel of her breasts against his chest. He moved his hand between her spread legs and caressed her pussy through the matching pink satin bikinis. He felt her yielding to him.

"Mmmmmm," she purred.

"Remove your bra."

"Yes, Master." Reaching behind herself, she unfastened the hooks. Looking into his eyes, she let the bra fall of away. She smiled when he saw his gaze fall to her naked breasts. She jutted them out. Thanks to him, she was proud on her assets. She was pleased that he enjoyed playing with her large pink areolae and short, thick nipples.

He touched her right nipple--the one he had pierced shortly after he introduced her to the joys or oral sex--and made her moan in appreciation. He toyed with the ring, the symbol of his ownership--her "collar". "I own you, don't I?" he asked as he twisted it ninety degrees to the left while pulling it out.

She winced. "You own all of me, Master,"

"Yes, I do." He released the nipple ring. He kissed her before kissing and then sucking on her pierced nipple.

"Mmmmmm. That feels so good, Master." She closed her eyes and enjoyed. A faint smile formed on her lips when he began to massage her slit as he kept sucking on her breast. "I'm yours, Master," she whispered as she yielded completely to his touch and offered her body to him to use for his pleasure.

When her nipple became hard, he let is slip from his lips. Taking two weighted nipple clamps, he clamped her nipples as he continued her education into the pain/pleasure connection.

"Mmmm," she groaned. She looked at her white nipples as the initial surge of pain started to go away. When he touched her pussy again and she felt how much more intense his touch felt, she was ready to accept the pain in view of the extra pleasure it would give her. At first, the pain had been difficult for her to accept. But now, she understood how it amplified her pleasure and she craved what the pain could offer her.

"Enjoy, my pet."

"I will, Master."

"It's going to be intense today," he promised.

"Yes, Master." She was filled with anticipation over his promise.

Then kneeling, he pulled her panties almost down her knees. He paused to inhale her scent and look at her treasure. He helped her step out of her panties and dropped them on top of her skirt and blouse. He moved his hand over her jet-black stockings which were attached to a light pink garter belt. "You look good enough to eat."

"I was hoping you would think so, Master." She wanted the intense pleasure of oral sex so much. She continued to give thanks that he had introduced her to that form of sex. She was still disappointed that her husband wouldn't do it. "Mmmmm," she moaned as he gently caressed her pudendum. Her focused returned to her master.

He loved how she was moving and moaning as he played with her. He sensed her complete submission to him as she sought to satisfy her growing addiction for intense sex and especially for more intense oral sex.

"Oh, Master," she purred when he kissed her and she felt his tongue lightly licking her slit. She spread her legs even wider. "More," she begged.

His tongue wiggled between the lips of her pussy. "Mmmmm." He enjoyed her sweet taste. He felt her jump when he found her clit. He looked up between her breasts and saw her looking at him and smiling. With his hand on her firm ass, he pulled her firmly against his mouth.

"Yes, eat me, Master," she moaned as he pushed his tongue deep into her hole. Holding his head, she moved against his mouth. "Mmmmmm."

He lapped up her juices. He swirled his tongue over her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and bathed it with his tongue. He felt every nuance of her increasing arousal. He knew the clamps were working their magic for her as he focused on keeping his promise. He deliberately--but slowly--guided her towards a climax.

"I need you so much, Master," she breathed as her body responded to the orchestration of her climax. "More. Please make me cum."

He made her wait. He wanted her need to build to the bursting point.

"I need to cum, Master. Please."

He gave his permission with a slight nod as he kept eating her. He felt her tense.

"Yes!" She shuddered as she came and ejaculated into his mouth. "Oh, oh, oh." She kept working her pussy on his mouth and that fabulous tongue.

He knew he had increased her addiction. He enjoyed her extra fluids as he greedily lapped them up.

She kept jerking and moaning as he continued to perform cunnilingus. "Thank you, Master." She felt weak in her knees as he gave her an intense climax just as he had promised.

Finally, he pulled his head back and licked his lips. "You were delicious, my pet. I enjoy eating you so much."

"I enjoy it more, Master." She smiled at him.

He stood up, turned her around and cupped her breasts. He kissed her neck as he felt her melting into his embrace. "You are mine," he said as he toyed with her nipple ring--his collar.

"I'm all yours, Master." She touched his penis through his pants as he held her. "How else can I serve you?"

"In many ways, my pet. And yes, you will be feeling me deep inside of you shortly."

"Yes, Master." She felt him responding to her touch.

"Steve didn't pay the fifty dollars this week. He needs to be taught a lesson."

"What, Master?" she asked but already knew the answer.

"No sex until he does." He squeezed her breasts. "Understand?"

"Yes, Master." She thought about her promise to take really good care of him tonight. She knew there was going to be a confrontation. But she also wanted--needed--what her master could give her. Considering the options and her addiction, she would obey her master.

"Good." He kissed her neck. "Kneel with your head on the sofa."

"Yes, Master." She assumed the position and made sure her clamped nipples were hanging down just in front of the cushion. She heard him taking off his clothes. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that he was now hard.

He stroked his penis as he admired the shape of her ass. He particularly liked how the garter belt and stockings framed both her ass and her pussy. "You are a beautiful and desirable woman."

"Thank you, Master." She expectantly waited to serve him when he knelt between her legs. "Oh," she moaned as he moved the tip of his penis back and forth over her slit. "Take me, Master."

"I am," he said as the tip of penis split her open and began its journey into the velvet smoothness of her wet pussy.

"Oh, yeah," she purred. She closed her eyes and enjoyed how he filled her up. "Mmmmmm." She moved back against him to make sure that she had all of him inside of her. "That feels so good."

"And this is going to feel even better." He began the motion of sexual intercourse.

"It does, Master." She moved back against each one of his thrusts. "Oh, yeah." She was thankful that he had taught her how to be multi-orgasmic.

"You are mine," he whispered as he took with deep and increasingly faster strokes.

"All yours, Master. Mmmmmm."

He felt her need. He spanked the right cheek of her ass a few times to help her become even more aroused.

She flinched as he spanked her. But the she felt the results between her legs. Reaching down with one hand, she played with herself. Then she touched his balls.

He jumped slightly. He pumped her faster as his fingernails dug into her hips.

"I'm going to cum, Master. May I?"

"Yes, cum for me."

She located her clit. "YES!" She bucked as she came. "Yes, yes, yes."

When she quieted down, he pushed deep inside of her. Leaning over, her located the nipple clamps and released them.

"Ow," she softly moaned as the blood flowed back into the tips. "Thank you, Master." She felt him moving back in forth with small strokes. "Are you going to cum?"

"Yes." He withdrew and stroked just the opening of pussy with the tip of his penis. "Mmmmmm. That feels so good."

"It does, Master."

"I'm going to cum in your mouth."

"Yes, Master." When he withdrew, she quickly turned around, knelt on the floor and took his hard, wet cock into her mouth. "Mmmmm."

"Oh, yeah," he moaned as her full red lips surrounded him.

Again thanks to him, she had learned to not only fellate him but to enjoy her taste on his penis. She bobbed up and down while she cupped his balls. She knew he enjoyed that so much.

"Yeah, yeah. Yes!" he exclaimed.

"Mmmmm," she purred as she felt him ejaculate and then tasted his rich semen. She kept sucking as he kept cumming. Since oral sex had never been a part of her sex life with her husband, she was surprised but pleased that she had acquired a taste for semen. She swallowed and then licked her lips when he withdrew. "Thank you, Master."

"You are welcome, my pet. I have trained you well."

"You have, Master." She took him back into her mouth to remove a small amount of semen that emerged from the tip.

"Oh." He quivered as she moved her tongue over tip and then over his glans. He helped her to feet and hugged her. He held her close. "Remember no sex with Steve."

"I know, Master."

"And I'll make sure you don't go without until he comes to his senses."

"I was hoping, Master."

"I own you. And I will take good care of you."

"I know, Master." She kissed him before getting dressed. Driving home, she wasn't looking forward to the evening that lay ahead of her. She thought about the afternoon of great sex. Come hell or high water, she would obey her master.