with his cum and my juices. He
opened his eyes and saw the blood. His satisfied smile gave me a
sense of purpose and belonging that I couldn’t understand. Hadn’t I
always been an independent woman? Yet, here with Mr. Villanti, I
felt safe in his total possession of me. I was still struggling
with the realization that perhaps, I’d never known myself at all.
How had he known this about me when I hadn’t had a clue? I glanced
at him shyly, not sure of my place or how to act but wanting to
know that I’d done well. “Did I…please you?”
“You did. For now,” he answered with a smile
that I would come to crave almost as much as the slap of his hand
on my butt. He gently slipped a finger into my well-used pussy and
when he withdrew it, it glistened with our juices. He shocked me by
slipping it into his mouth as if savoring the combined flavor. Then
as I stared, oddly aroused by the repulsive act, he kissed me
deeply, sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. I could taste the
metallic flavor of my blood mixed with the saltiness of his cum and
I groaned against him.
“Now you are truly mine, no matter what
happens from this moment forward. No one can erase what I’ve done
to you tonight. My cock was your first and this is something you’ll
never forget,” he said, against my mouth, placing small nipping
kisses along the seam of my lips. “For one year, I will see to your
every need. You will want for nothing. But I will demand your
complete and utter obedience, no matter the request. I will push
you to your limits, I promise. Some nights you’ll cry yourself to
sleep but know this, each tear is a gift to me and I cherish each
salty drop so don’t hold back. I will own your body and from this
moment forward you will ask my permission to sleep, to eat, to
dress…to cum …or else.”
“What will you do if I disobey?” I dared to
ask.
His nostrils flared at my daring but I knew
it pleased him, too. He liked my fire, liked that I would need to
be taught to obey. “Then I will delight in punishing you as you
deserve.”
I shuddered and my eyelids shut for the
quickest of moments as I quivered in anticipation of what he would
do to me. I’d never felt so free, yet my freedom was tied to his
pleasure. For one year, I would exist solely for him. I would
surrender myself to his power and worship his cock as if it were my
lifeline to heaven. “One year,” I said solemnly, wondering how I
would be changed at the end yet fearing I would want to stay. The
flutter of panic caused me to push the thought away. I would cross
that bridge when it was time. For now…I would belong here…with him.
Peace followed the decision. I gazed upon him and asked, “What
shall I call you? Mr. Villanti seems so formal…”
His answer caused the breath to catch in my
throat and my toes to curl as he said with a devilish smile that I
would remember for the rest of my days as the moment I realized at
my core who I truly was and where I belonged.
“Master, my sweet pet. You shall call me,
Master.”
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