Sweet Slave Marie
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by David Jewell
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: She Loved Her Master Not Her Husband. Marie has a submissive side and her husband seems to have no interest in dominating her. So she finds a Master. Her life and her husband's life are about to change forever. Master Erik Saunders has a penchant for slaves who are married. He likes taking full control of them and indirectly of their husbands in regards to their sex life. Marie, his favorite, had been gone on vacation to Mexico for two weeks, and he was eager to continue her training. For the last six months, he had not allowed her husband to cum in her pussy. Only he could. And that would continue to be a part of what he expected. In addition after her return, he gives her a new nightie that she is to wear every time she has sex with her husband with the instructions that she is to think of him while she does. The purpose in doing so was to keep her mindful of his ownership and of her commitment to serve him. Marie is eager to use her master's gift. Her nipples become rock hard when she puts it on that night and her husband immediately notices that fact. She enjoys a fantastic climax as she thinks about her master. And that's only the beginning! Only David Jewell author of more than three dozen bestsellers of bondage and domination could have written this sensational saga of sweet slave Marie.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: January 2009
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [190 KB]
Reading time: 120-168 min.
It was a typical early fall day in Minnesota. The air was crisp and the leaves were just starting to change. It would not be peak colors for over three weeks. Erik Saunders enjoyed this time of the year. He loved having a chill in the morning air. His walk around the lake had been invigorating and mind clearing. And he needed to be sharp and focused for what he had planned later in the morning. Coming into the warmth of his house, he poured himself another cup of coffee.
Five miles away, Marie Evans had just finished showering. With a towel wrapped around her, she dried her hair and put it into a ponytail. Then she used just enough makeup to draw attention to her medium blue eyes and to accentuate her cheek bones. She felt a chill of excitement as the red lipstick made her lips appear wet and luscious. Walking into the bedroom, she selected what she would wear. She fastened the pastel yellow garter belt around her waist and attached black and very silky stockings to it before slipping into a pair of soft yellow panties. Then she picked up the matching racer-back bra. After fastening the front closure, she adjusted her breasts in its C cups. She paused to admire and lightly caress her cleavage. She wandered out to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Looking out the patio window, she contemplated the rest of her morning. She felt a marvelous tingle of anticipation as she did.
Erik Saunders checked the time. He had enough time for one more cup of coffee before he would get ready for his guest. He closed his eyes and considered what he wanted to accomplish. He smiled as he did. He had been looking forward to today ever since Marie had left on vacation two weeks ago. He had missed her dearly.
Wearing a medium yellow top that was cut low enough to display most of her cleavage along with a yellow, black and white rayon skirt, Marie stepped into her black high heels. The skirt was pleated with the hem just above her knees. It flowed sensuously as she moved. She liked the sensation of the material against her skin. She went through her checklist to make sure she hadn't missed a single detail in her preparations.
Erik made sure that he was smooth shaven. He splashed on his favorite aftershave. He looked at his moderately developed chest in the mirror. He enjoyed working out at least three times a week at the health club. Going commando, he slipped into a pair of black jeans. After pulling the black T-shirt over his head, he styled his hair. Putting on a pair of black boots, he was ready for Marie to arrive. He had quite a day planned for her. He looked at the clock. It was five minutes to ten. She would be here in five minutes. He went into the family room and went over his checklist. He smiled when the doorbell rang. He went to answer it. "Good morning, Marie," he greeted her.
"Good morning, Master." As instructed, she kept her eyes lowered and focused on his boots.
He opened the screen door. "Come in, my pet."
"Thank you, Master." She stood in the foyer as taught with her hands behind her back, her legs spread and her head slightly tilted downward. Her heart was beating a little faster as it always did when she came into the presence of her master. She lightly bit her lip when he closed and locked the door.
"I have missed you so much."
"I have missed you more, Master."
"Perhaps." Standing behind her, he touched her shoulder. He softly kissed the nape of her neck. He moved his hands down the side of her ribcage to her waist. He paused. Then he moved them over her hips. He lightly caressed her ass. He could feel her quivering to his touch. It brought a smile to his face. He moved in front of her. "You look great."
"Thank you, Master. I really enjoyed dressing for you."
"I knew you would, my pet." He gently cupped her breasts.
He tilted her chin up and looked into eyes. He saw nothing but submission and devotion. It warmed his heart. "I have a cup of coffee waiting for you in the living room."
"That sounds good, Master." She lowered her eyes and followed him. She knelt at his feet when he sat in his favorite overstuffed chair.
"You may look at me," he said.
"Yes, Master." She smiled at him. "Thank you, Master," she said taking her cup of coffee when he handed it to her.
"Did you have a good vacation," he asked as he picked up his coffee.
"It was great, Master. I only wish that you could have come along."
"So do I. But your husband probably wouldn't have appreciated it."
"True, Master." It wasn't that she was unhappily married. She wasn't. But she needed the excitement and intensity that her master could give her. She enjoyed being dominated, trained to meet his needs, bound for his pleasure and disciplined. There was something in being fully submissive that touched needs hidden so deep inside of her. And as much as she had tried, she just couldn't get her husband to understand much less give her what she needed. But she had found someone who could, Master Erik. And she had no regrets. A little guilt? Yes. But no regrets.
"Tell me about Mexico."
"Yes, Master. We stayed at this really nice all-inclusive about an hour south of Cancun," she began. She went on to talk about snorkeling on the reef, visiting the Mayan ruins and the nightly entertainment at the resort.
"It was too bad that I couldn't have come along."
"It was, Master."
"Show me your breasts."
"Yes, Master." She set her nearly empty cup of coffee down. With an eagerness to serve, she removed her top. She folded it up and placed it on the coffee table.
"You are a beautiful woman," he said as he lustfully gazed at her ample cleavage. "You did get a little sun," he added.
"I did, Master. I'm going to miss it up here this winter."
"That'll make two of us."
She unfastened the front closure. Looking at him, she parted the cups of the racer-back bra. She was pleased when his eyes lit up when he saw her breasts with their large dark pink areola and larger-than-average nipples. She thought her breasts were one of her best physical assets. And she loved having them played with. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and seemingly hardwired right to her clit. She could already feel a delightful tingle between her legs just from him looking at them.
He leaned forward and caressed them. "I've missed these."
"I've missed your touches, Master. Oh, have I ever missed your touches," she breathed when he lightly moved his fingertips around her areolae. Her nipples immediately transformed themselves into hard pebbles.
"It seems that you have," he concurred. He kneaded her nipples and knew that her pussy was beginning to lubricate. He took pride in his control over her body and how he could make it react.
"Oh, Master," she breathed as she enjoyed the joys of her submission that she had missed for the last two weeks. She was so glad that her vacation was over so she could serve him again.
"Lay back on the carpet, my pet." He gave her nipples a little tweak.
"Yes, Master." She spread her legs slightly. She placed her hands and arms out to the side and slightly over her head as she offered her breasts to him as a love offering. And with the perfume she had dabbed between them, it was a fragrant offering.
"I have missed you," he said as he knelt on the floor next to her. "And I have really missed these," he added as he cupped her breasts. He gently squeezed and made her areolae expand slightly.
"It feels good to have you touch them again, Master," she sincerely replied. She felt like putty in his hands. She was eager to have him further mold her into his special submissive.
He felt her submission to him. He saw it her eyes. He heard it in her soft moans. He leaned down and kissed her nipples. "You're wearing my favorite perfume."
"Of course, Master. Mmmmmmm." She watched as he gently teased her nipple by sucking it into his mouth and lightly moving his tongue over it.
He cupped her breast as he began to more energetically suck on the other one. He had so looked forward to doing this while she was gone. He enjoyed how she was responding so quickly to him. He felt his penis stirring as she simply offered her breasts to him.
Marie felt her desire and need increasing. She needed her master so much. "Oh, yeah," she moaned when he switched to the other one. Softly touching his head, she encouraged him to take more. Her breath became rapid as she arched up her chest. "That feels so good, Master," she cooed.
He sensed her arousal as he used her breasts to orchestrate a symphony of pleasurable sensations. He knew they were flowing directly to her clit and then to her pleasure center of her brain. He moved his hand over her abdomen as he switched back to the other breast. Feeling her nipple, he knew it was hard enough to etch glass.
"Oh, Master, I need you so much."
"I know, my pet." Moving up, he softly kissed her lips before returning to her breast.
"Mmmmmmm." She spread her legs a little wider as his hand moved over her pubic bone and then over her thigh.
He was curious. He slowly moved his hand under her skirt and up towards her pussy.
"Oh, Master," she purred when he touched the crotch of her panties. She lifted her hips up slightly.
After discovering that the crotch of her panties was saturated with her juices, he withdrew his hand. He cupped her breast while he enthusiastically sucked on the other one. He felt her increasing need.
"Oh, Master. May I cum for you?" she asked. With her sensitive nipples, she had the uncanny ability to cum with someone just sucking on them. She felt her clit pulsating with need.
"Yes, I want you to cum for me," he said. He switched to the other breast and gave her the stimulation she needed and craved.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Master!" She tensed. "Yes!" she exclaimed just as she climaxed. She held his head while she churned on the carpet.
He appreciated the evidence of her submission to him. He continued to suck on her breast until she finally relaxed against the carpeting. "That always amazes me," he shared.
"It is amazing," she agreed. She had discovered this ability in college when she was dating a very oral classmate, who was really into breasts. "And it feels so good. Wow! Did I ever miss you."
"I could tell." He kissed her long, deep and passionately on the lips.
She quivered when he gently toyed with her hard, wet nipple. "Thank you, Master."
"I love making you cum like that."
"I know. And I'm glad that you do, Master. My husband just doesn't take the time to appreciate my breasts like you do," she comfortably shared with him.
"That's a pity. You have such magnificent breasts. And I love giving them a lot of attention."
She beamed. "I appreciate it so much, Master."
"They belong to you, Master," she added as he fondled them.
He smiled. He looked into her eyes. "You belong to me."
She beamed again. "Thank you, Master. That is so important to me."
"I can tell." He touched her collar. "Yes, you are my property."
"You own my heart and my mind."
He smiled. "I truly appreciate your gift of submission." He kissed her possessively. "I have more things planned for you."
"Yes, Master. I'm eager to serve you."
"I would expect nothing less." He kissed her again and held her tight. "Let's go into the family room."
"Yes, Master." She accepted his help in getting to her feet. She was filled with anticipation as he guided her out of the living room.