Jennifer Campbell sighed and layed her head down on her book.
This was the third night in a row she'd had to stay late studying at the library
and she was very bored with it. With a groan, she raised up and closed her book
and put it in her bag then looked at her watch and goaned again. "2:15, ugh!",
she thought. She decided to call it a night, or morning, rather. She fingered
the buttons on her blouse and wished she was far away in one of her many fantasy
lands not realizing that she was about to enter one. She stood up and smoothed
her long, flowing skirt. For some reason, she had decided to dress up this
morning. She'd pulled out a long sleeve, semi-sheer, button down shirt and
flowing skirt with black nylons and flats to match. She hadn't been out with
anyone in a long time and maybe was looking to catch someone's eye. "Hmph.",
she thought, "no one will ever notice me anyway. I wonder why I bother trying?"
She gathered up her bag and headed downstairs.
It was bit chilly outside and she shivered as her nipples became
erect while walking to her car across the parking lot. She reached it
and began searching for the keys in her purse. "Dammit!", she cursed...and
then froze as she felt two hands firmly grip her shoulders and hold her in
"Don't even think about screaming or running", a voice whispered in
"I want you to do exactly as I say. Now keep digging for your keys
and open the door."
Jen shakily dug around in her purse finally coming up with the keys and
unlocked the door.
"Unlock the back door, too." Jen obeyed. "Very good. Now give me the
keys and get in the back and lay down."
Jen handed the man her keys and climbed in. He got in the front and
started her car while another man climbed in the back with her.
Jen caught a wiff of Drakkar on his clothes and his voice was deep with
an edge of excitement or anticipation. He lifted her head and tied a
dark, black blindfold around her eyes. The material was soft and
covered them completely cutting off her vision.
"Give me your hands."
Jen slowly held out her hands in front of her and the man begin
to wrap a thin cord around her wrists.
"Oh, God, no, not this. Please, don't..."
"Shut up and don't say another word", the man commanded.
He finished tying her wrists together. Jen tried to pull them
apart but he had done a professional job. The man laughed
"Now, lie down accross my lap."
Jen slowly streched out face down across the back seat with her
feet at one end and her ample chest pressing against the man's legs.
She shifted uncomfortably trying to keep her breasts from touching
him. He laughed and pushed her down hard crushing her large breasts
against his thighs. "You're very...soft", he said in an admiring tone.
Jen blushed, embarassed, and tried to wiggle loose but he held her
"Bend your knees so I can reach your ankles."
She bent her knees and felt another cord tying her ankles together.
She pulled experimentally on them but they were tied as tightly
as her wrists. She had been so frightened at first that she hadn't
noticed her car was moving but now realized that she was being
"Wher...where are you taking me?", she asked.
"I said no more talking!". He slapped her lightly on the ass.
She felt the man's hand on her stockinged calf slowly slide down
toward her knee. His fingers caught the hem of her skirt and begin
to pull it up. Jen fidgeted nervously as her skirt rose higher.
"Hey, Mike", he said, "you should see the legs on this one."
His hand caressed the backs of her nyloned thighs for several more
seconds then slipped in between them and began to massage gently
working higher and higher up Jen's nyloned legs. She felt helpless
as his hand stroked her legs and wished that he would just take her
now rather than prolong her misery any further.
"Please," she thought to herself, "just do it quickly and get
it over with." Her thoughts were interrupted by the man in the
"You know, he's not going to be too pleased if he finds out you
were fondling his latest purchase.", Mike replied.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." He quit massaging Jen's thighs
and pulled her skirt back down.
"What do you mean by purchase?", Jen asked in a small voice.
They both laughed.
"Exactly what you think we mean.", the man in front said.
"We've been following you for several days. It seems a very
important and powerful individual saw you and decided that
he'd like you for his very own. We're the delivery boys."
Jen layed in the back and prayed that it was a mistake. Or a dream.
That's it, a dream. I'll wake up soon, scared, and this will all
just be a dream, she thought.
The car slowed to a stop and the man in front got out and opened
the back door. He helped her out and Jen stood dazedly trying to regain
her balance without the aid of sight. Just as she was becoming steady,
he picked her up and began to carry her somewhere.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To your new home, Jennifer."
He laughed. After a few seconds he stopped and she could hear the
other man nearby fumbling with keys. She heard the soft click of a lock
then the sound of a door opening and felt herself being carried through
it. He crossed a long floor then began climbing stairs. He stopped and
she heard the other man open another door for him and she was carried
through this one as well. He set her down just after entering the room
and she felt his hands on her wrists as he untied them. Jen's sigh of
relief was cut off as he raised her left arm and tied it to something
then did the same with her right. He knelt and untied her ankles next
then retied them as well. Jen tried to move but it appeared that she
had been tied spread eagled in a standing position. He stood and
removed her blindfold. Jen blinked rapidly as the bright light hurt
her eyes. They adjusted quickly, though, and she saw that room she was
in was lit entirely by candlelight. She looked around dazedly. She was
tied between two floor to ceiling columms. In front of her on the wall
was full length mirror in which she could see herself and a large brass
bed with railings behind her. A large maple cabinet with several doors
stood next to the mirror. To her left was an open glass door with a
balcony beyond which was, unfortunetly, above ground. A cool breeze
floated in making her shiver and raising goosebumbs on her pale skin.
To her right was a marble bathtub that was almost the size of a
swimming pool. Her inspection was interrupted by the sound of laughing.
She strained to see the men but they were standing just out of sight
in the mirror.
"Bye, Jen.", they said together.
"No, please, don't leave me here. I promise not to tell anyone if
you let me go. Please.", she begged. Her only response was the sound
of the door closing and then silence. Jen hung by her arms in despair.
Her wrists ached from being tied so long and her mind was spinning
with all that had happened to her in the last couple of hours.
Why?, she thought. Why me? Please let this be a dream. Let me wake
up in my bed in my own home with no one there. She was so lost in her
own world that she didn't hear the door open and close again.
"Hello, Jen.", a soft voice said.
Startled, she tried to turn and see who spoke but the cords held
her tightly in place. She watched in the mirror as a man approached
and stopped directly behind her. He was about 5'6" with light
red-blonde hair and amber eyes that caught the light and seemed to
"Who are you?", Jen whispered knowing the answer already.
"My name is Jay and I am your new master."
Jen's breath caught as he reached up and touched her wrists then
slowly slid his hands down her arms. His fingers were soft and skilled
and his touch terrified and thrilled her. He continued sliding his hands
down with his fingertips gently touching the sides of her breasts then
over her hips and down her legs. He stood and walked around in front of
her looking her in the eyes. Slowly, holding her gaze, he kissed her
on the lips. His lips were full and soft but firm in their desire. His
tongue was warm and wet and Jen felt her resistence begin to melt a
little. She parted her lips slightly and his tongue moved over them
slowly and gently then moved into her mouth in search of her tongue.
She shivered as his tongue moved over hers delicately. His mouth was
sweet and he smelled declicious. Finally, he broke the kiss and stood
back to look at her.
"Do you like the prospects of being a slave?", he asked.
Jen didn't answer. He sighed.
"I guess we should set some ground rules, Jen. First, no one in
this house has any authority over you except me. No one will try
to keep you from doing anything unless I order them to. Second,
you will not want for anything. The world is yours just
ask for it. Third, and most important, you are longer a free
woman. You are my slave and I am your master. When I give you
an order, I expect you to obey it. Do you understnad?"
Jen's eyes blazed at his last sentence. "Fuck you, asshole," she
Jay sighed again. "I guess you should have your first lesson now,"
he said. He walked to the cabinet and opened one of the drawers and
pulled out a thin, black riding crop . He turned and walked back behind
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I promise I'll be good.
I'll do whatever you say, " she said fearfully.
"I know you will." He bent down and grasped the hem of her skirt
and slowly pulled it up, his fingers caressing her long, black
stocking-clad legs, revealing her rear. With one hand he held her
skirt up while the other swung the crop . Jen squealed as the first
"No...please...I'll be good," she pleaded remebering her last spanking
as a little girl. She was sure this one was going to be worse.
The crop landed again with a loud slap. Jen turned and twisted
to avoid it but she was bound too tightly to move much. After
five blows, she was sobbing from the pain and humilitation. Jay
stopped. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled
her head back looking into her exquistly beautiful blue eyes. His mouth
covered hers as he forced her to kiss him. She tried to resist but he
was much too strong for her. After holding the kiss long enough for her
to realize how helpless she was, he released it.
"Are you ready to begin your life as my slave, Jen?"
"The hell with you!", Jen shrieked. "Let me go, bastard!"
He began again with crop . Jen squealed and shrieked as it
landed again and again on the soft flesh of her ass. Finally, Jen
hung by her arms, sobbing, too weak to try and avoid anymore blows. Jay
stopped after ten more licks. His fingers again wound into the
hair at the back of her head and he pulled hard forcing her to look
"Are you ready to begin your life as my slave, Jen?"
"What was that, Jen?"
He turned and walked to the cabinet replacing the crop and retrieving
something else. With a smile, he faced Jen.
"I have a present for you. Lift your head."
Jen raised her head and looked him in the eyes. He held a silver
and diamond studded collar before her.
"This will be the mark of your slavery. You will wear it at all
times. It will mark you as my slave to everyone you meet for the rest
of your life."
Jay placed the collar around her neck and locked the tiny padlock
that accompinied it.
"Now that you've learned a little discipline, Jen, I want to
become more familiar with your body."
He bent down and untied her ankles. She sighed as the pressure on her
wrists eased a little. Standing up, he ran his hands through her
beautiful, blonde hair. Pulling her head slightly toward him, he
kissed her and held it as his hands slid down from her neck to caress
and cup her breasts. Jen tried to pull away but his hands slid around
to her ass and crushed her body to his. Jay ended the kiss by gently
nipping her lower lip with his teeth. He stood back and breathed deeply.
"I want to see the rest of you," he said.
He began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, his fingers gently
touching her breasts occasionally. He undid the last button
and held her shirt open to admire her ample figure.
Jen blushed crimson.
His hands moved to her skirt and unhooked it letting it slide to
the floor with a quiet rustle. He bent and slid his hands along her
nyloned legs. She felt helpless against his touch and the feeling
exhilarated her. She had never been so scared and turned on at the same
time. He stood and faced her again.
"Great legs, too."
She blushed again.
Jay reached around behind her back and began unhooking her bra.
Jen breathed rapidly as her bra slowly fell away from her
chest. He pulled it up, over, and behind her head to get an unencumbered
view of her luscious breasts. He admired her for several seconds then
knelt and began to peel her hose off with her panties following
shortly. She stood in front of him wearing only her unbuttoned shirt
with her bra pulled behind her head. Jay knelt and started gently
massaging her toes. He moved up to her ankles, then calves, then her
thighs. He slowly stood and pressed his body against hers kissing
her lightly again. His hands cupped her breasts and he delicatly
fingered her pale nipples. Jen moaned a little her long dormant
passion beginning to get the best of her. Jay bent his head and
licked her right nipple lightly then her left.
"Please, Master, please, don't tease me...."
"You may call me, Jay. Would you like me to suck them?"
Jay took her left nipple into his mouth and began to circle
it with his tongue. Faster and faster til Jen was moaning audibly
then he pressed her nipple between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
"Ummmmmmmmm....", Jen breathed. "That's wonderfulllll....."
He began to bite lightly at first then harder as Jen's moans became
louder. She pressed her breast into his face as his teeth clamped
tightly on her nipple. She twisted and moaned long and loud. Jay
released her nipple and reached up to her wrists.
"No, don't stop, please don't stop..."
He smiled and sucked gently again for several seconds then, with quick
motions, he untied her. Jen stood rubbing her wrists. Jay smiled
and glanced at the bed. She bowed her head in submission and walked to
it laying on her back and streching herself out spread eagled
with her hands and feet each near a railing. She winced a little as
her ass began to sting again. Jay followed her and retied her, hand
and foot, to the bed. Jen smiled shyly up at him blushing again.
"Do I please you, Jay?"
"Oh yes...", he said.
He beagn kissing her left ankle working higher up her leg slowly. He
switched to her right leg and continued his meticulous attentions
inching inexorably upwards. After an eternity, he reached her hips
and began to lick gently between her legs. His tongue licked her
lips slowly and delicately. Jen sighed softly and gasped as his tongue
probed further inside her licking, sucking, and massaging gently.
She began to have a difficult time holding still as he probed around
but not quite touching her clitoris. Finally, she felt his tongue
slide softly over it.
Jay slid his tongue around and over her clit then began to
suck it softly between his lips. Jen groaned and pressed her
crotch into his face. He slowed his pace, drawing her pleasure
out. His tongue danced around and on her clit eliciting soft moans
from her. With an evil glint in his eye, he beagn to spell her name
with his tongue just above it. Unable to control herself,
Jen twisted forcefully agasinst her restraints. A series of low gasps
escaped her lips as he pressed his tongue harder against her. Her wrists
strained at the cords that held her and she tried to wrap her thighs
around his head. His tongue worked fast, hard, and furious while
Jen's breath came in ragged, half forgotten gulps. She felt her body
tense and jerk uncontrollably and she was unable to keep quiet as the
incredible combination of emotions and sensations bombarded her. The
feelings of helplessness, desire, pain, and pleasure finally coupled
to push her over the edge.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....", she gasped as she began to come. Jay continued
with his attentions as she turned and twisted. With a
final gasp, she lay sweating on the bed.
"Ah...", she gasped. "Mmmm, that was lovely. I've never felt anything
like that. Thank you, Master."
"You're very welcome, slave. I see you're becoming used to life
Jen sighed. "I guess I don't have much choice. The crop is very
painful and humiliating. I'd rather not be at its mercy very often.
So," she said staring into his eyes, "I guess I have no choice but to
please you. Master."
Jay stood and smiled unbuttoning his shirt. Jen watched with
anticipation as he shed his clothes revealing a large erection.
He moved over her and began kissing her face. He kissed her eyelids
as he slowly entered her. They groaned together in mutal pleasure
as their bodies and souls joined one another. Jay passionately made
love to her and Jen responded with equal fervor. Their lips touched
as their tongues gently caressed each others. Jen ground her hips
against his as she felt another orgasm growing within her. With
lips locked, they made love until, finally, they climaxed together
and collapsed into a heap on the bed. Jay kissed her face and neck
and then proceeded to the rest of her body covering every inch. Jen
shivered with the pleasure of his soft kisses. When he was finshed,
Jay untied her and rubbed the circulation back into her wrists and
ankles. He streched out on the bed and Jen layed down in his arms.
Together, they fell into a long sleep....