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DING DONG! I heard my doorbell. It was 12:30 midnight. Who would it be? My mind was gushing with all the thoughts as I approached to answer the door. DING DONG! The bell rang again. As I opened the door, I was shocked to see the person standing at my doorstep.
Sarah Sanders, of all people! Holy crap! What was my ex doing at my doorstep at 12:30 am midnight. I scanned her from top to bottom as she stared at me without saying a single word. There was dead silence between us as we just looked at each other for the next few minutes.
“Hi Alex, how are you doing?” were the first words that came out of her mouth.
As I came back to reality, my eyes started fuming with anger. All the hatred that was buried inside of me was coming out now. I gave her a dead stare and was about to shut the door on her face. But she stepped inside my house.
“Just hear me out,” Sarah said in a soft voice.
Sarah and I met on a dating app 2 years ago. We both were quite the opposite of each other. I was the adventurous kind of person, and she was this shy, studious girl. I loved exploring new places and doing fun things in my spare time. Whereas she just spent most of her time in the library.
After getting matched, we spoke with each other for the next few weeks before asking her out on a date. Everything was going well, and we were getting involved with each other. We dated for about 9 months which were one of the best 9 months of our lives.
We went to new places, tried new stuff, explored each other physically, spent time with each other, and many more things. We did some pretty adventurous stuff, too, like having sex in the basement, in the parking lot, making out with each other in the washroom of a bar and many more.
I had opened her up, and she was sexually satisfied. But only if I knew this would fuck up my relationship with her I would’ve never opened her up so much. After dating for 9 months, Sarah took me out to a cafe one day. She told me the most horrifying thing a guy could hear.
“I need a break,” she said
This came as a shock to me as it was the most unexpected thing for me. Everything was going so well between us. When I asked her the reason, she gave me the most bullshit reason. Like an asshole, I believed it at that time. I was blinded by my love for her.
“I am going through depression due to personal reasons and problems at my home. I need some time from our relationship so that I can focus on myself,” she explained.
“But what went wrong? Why all of a sudden are you saying all these things to me?” I tried asking for some justification.
“I am not good for you. You deserve a better person. I am sure that you will find her someday. All I know now is that I need to break up with you,” she said as she stood up and left me all alone to my thoughts in that cafe.
The next few weeks were the slowest days of my life. I tried so hard to get in touch with her, but all I got was zilch. No replies, no answers, no callback. It was radio silence. She had even blocked me from all of her social accounts.
Just a month later, when I was surfing through my social media, I bumped into an account of a guy, Adam. The display picture looked familiar to me as I had seen it somewhere before. When I opened the profile, I realised where I knew this guy.
He was a colleague of Sarah. She had mentioned him a few times when we were dating. This guy had proposed to her on his first day at the office and hit on her every alternate day.
As his was a ‘public’ profile, all his posts were visible for a non-follower. As I scrolled through a few of his posts, I landed on a post that shook my entire world.
There was a picture of him and Sarah hugging each other. The caption read, ‘Happy 3 months of togetherness, sweetheart.’
We had broken up just a month ago. That day I realised that this bitch was cheating on me with Adam for the past 2 months of our relationship. I just went completely blank and didn’t understand how to react.
I typed a long email telling her that I knew the truth about how she hurt me. She made a fool out of me and all the bad things she did to me. I slipped into the worst phase of my life for the next few months. I had started drinking more than what I usually drank.
The count of my cigarettes was increasing every passing day. There were days when I drank and passed out in a bar. I was almost on the verge of becoming an alcoholic when my best friend Alisha lent me a helping hand.
She advised me to take professional help, and that’s how I came out of this phase of my life. All this happened a year ago, and I am doing well now. I had a good job, a nice home, and some hobbies that kept me busy.
Everything was going fine until today when Sarah arrived at my doorstep.
“Alex, are you listening?” Sarah said in a louder tone
As I snapped back to reality for the second time that night, I looked at her again and said, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“I know I have hurt you, and I’m aware that you know all the truth. But hear me out,” she said, “I’m not here to apologize or to get back in your life.”
“Good because that’s not gonna happen ever,” I interrupted
“I know. I am here to tell you that I broke up with Adam,” she said with a smile on her face.
I didn’t understand the smile at first.
“Alex, you were the best sex I ever had. You showed me the world I had never seen before. You gave me screaming orgasms. The adventures we did always kept me on my toes. Adam was good at all the romantic stuff, but he lacked sexual intimacy. That’s when I realised how much happy I was with you physically. I know I can’t have you back the way we were before, but I have an offer for you,” she explained
“What offer?” I asked curiously
“ME!” she said
“What?” I asked again
“I’m offering myself to you. If you are willing to accept, I will submit myself to you, Alex Miller, and be your slut for life,” she said with the widest smile on her face.
“You are joking!” I exclaimed as I remembered. When we were dating each other, I always joked about the idea of having a BDSM roleplay. I always loved to dominate her, but Sarah never accepted the idea of being a sex slave.
“I am not joking, Alex. Look at this. I’ve come prepared,” she said and handed me a document.
It was an agreement. As I removed it from the envelope, I got chills throughout my body.
The agreement stated that ‘I, Ms Sarah Sanders, is a full-time slave of Mr Alex Miller. He has all the rights over my body and can do whatever he wishes with it. I have taken this decision in my full sound and body and was not pressurised by anyone.’
My eyes popped out of their sockets as I read through the agreement. It was a legal agreement with Sarah’s signature on it. It mentioned that I was her owner from now on. She would do everything I would command her to do with no questions asked.
“What is all this, Sarah? Are you out of your mind?” I asked with concern
“For the first time in my life, I am not. I have thought a lot about this before making this decision. I was never in depression. I lied to you to be with Adam as he made me feel good. As I explored my sexuality with you, I realised that I am a submissive slut.”
“I like to be dominated, and that’s why I was so sexually happy with you. I want that feeling back again, and who would be the right person other than you. I know you hate me for what I did to you.”
“I want you to channel that anger as my Master. This time I don’t want any strings attached. Everything will be a master-slave relation. Not only this, I will be paying you every month for taking my custody.”
She handed me the checks for the next 36 months. Every check had an amount of 1 Lakh on it with her signature.
“I have inherited a lot of wealth from my parents, and all of it now belongs to you. So take it all, once these 36 checks are cashed, I will hand out the further ones,” she explained her financials
“Alex, I am game for anything and everything. Do you want to beat me? I’m ready. You want to humiliate me. I’m ready. You want to sell me to other dudes? I’m ready. Make me your slut master. Treat me like a whore that I have been to you all this time.” Sarah said.
She went down on her knees and looked at me with her puppy eyes. I was so confused and excited at the same time. I looked at Sarah, submitting herself to me. Sarah looked at me with her puppy face as I thought about this situation for a moment.
“So you mean, you will do whatever I ask you to?” I asked
“Anything and everything, anyplace and any time. You don’t even need to ask. You command, and I’ll do it in the next second,” Sarah said as she gazed at me. I’m sure she would’ve spotted the bulge in my shorts.
“Get naked,” I demanded, and it took her a few seconds to remove all that she was wearing.
She stood there all naked with her fair body. Her perfect breasts, her nipple pointing towards me as I moved my eyes down her body, I spotted her neatly shaved pussy. She had worked on her body. It seems as she looked more toned and in shape than the last time that I saw her. To be honest, she was looking hot.
“So you are willing to submit this body of yours?” I asked
“Yes, I belong to you from now on,” I said as I placed my left hand on her right boob.
I squeezed it as I saw her facial expression change in an instant. She loved this. She rolled her eyes as I rubbed her nipple between my fingers.
“Oh wow! I missed your touch!” she exclaimed
SLAP! I hit her cheek with my right hand. The slap shook the hell out of her as she came back to her senses.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I gave her 3 back to back slaps and let go of her. She stood there with watery eyes as she looked at me.
“This is for cheating on me,” I said.
“Slap me more, my Master,” she moaned.
I looked at her in shock. I just gave her 4 forceful slaps, and here she was demanding more. I swung my right hand hard and gave her the loudest and hardest slap of that night.
She fell on my sofa as her hand instinctively went on her cheek to rub. I caught hold of her hand this time and gave her one last slap. I held back a bit.
“Dare you to rub your cheek,” I said in her ear. As I was closer to her cheek, I saw my handprint. Her cheek had turned bright red.
“I’m sorry, Master. Do you want to punish this slut?” she asked
“I guess you had enough for now, but repeat this mistake, and you’ll have to bear the consequences,” I said in an authoritative voice.
I grabbed her neck with one hand as I guided my other hand between her legs. She was oozing out juices from her pussy. I made some space with my hand to spread her legs and felt her hot juices on my fingers.
“You are wet, Slut,” I said as I rubbed the same hand on her face, rubbing all the juices over it.
“You make me wet, Master,” she exclaimed as she again felt my hand on top of her cunt.
I pushed one finger inside her pussy, and she gave out a sigh. As I reached just a few centimetres inside her fuckhole, I felt something poking my finger. I looked at Sarah, and she had a horny grin on her face.
“Push this out,” I commanded on her face. She gave one push, and the tip popped out of her cunt. It looked like the tip of a dildo to me. I grabbed it and pulled it out of her pussy. To my surprise, it was around 9 inches in length and as thick as a dildo.
It had tipped at both ends. Sarah had managed to put it so deep in her cunt that it didn’t even bulge out of her pussy.
“For how long did you have this inside you?” I asked
“Since last 3 hours when I left my house to come here,” she replied immediately. She stayed around 15 km away from my house. She drove in her car with this dildo poking her womb at every turn she took.
“Oh, you are going to have fun with me,” I said as I inserted 2 fingers in her pussy. To my surprise, it was still tight. Just the way it was 2 years ago when we dated.
“Looks like your boyfriend didn’t make any good use of this pussy of yours,” I said
“No, Master. But now I have you. Please use my pussy and stretch it to its limits,” she pleaded.
“It would be my pleasure, you whore,” I said and kissed her. This was the first time I was kissing her in 2 years. But this was a Master-Slave kiss. I took her tongue in my mouth and bit her lips and tongue in between to make it as sloppy as possible.
I continued rubbing her for the next 10 minutes. Just as she was on the verge of an orgasm, I pulled out my finger and gave a hard slap on her clitoris.
THWACK! The sound echoed in the room along with her scream.
“Aah! Please don’t stop, make me cum, Master,” she begged.
“Sluts like you don’t deserve an easy orgasm,” I said.
“Please, Master,” she begged again but stopped as I gave her an evil look.
“All in good times, my whore,” I said as I cupped her face and spread all her juices from my hand onto her face. Her face was now covered in her pussy juice.
I then tied a belt around her neck as a makeshift leash and pulled her down on the floor. I told her to crawl like a bitch and guided her with the leash into the bedroom.
As soon as we entered the bedroom, I pinned her near the foot of the bed such that she was on her knees and her face was near my crotch.
“Remove my pants,” I commanded her.
Sarah dug her finger in between my waist and the elastic of my shorts, and in one swift motion, she pulled it down. As her hands went past my crotch, my dick sprung up and hit her on her chin. It took her by surprise, but she regained her composure.
“Oh, I missed this cock so much,” she said as she stared at my 8-inch monster.
I had a long and thick circumcised dick with a pair of huge balls hanging below.
“I’m going to fuck another hole on your body today,” I said as I went near her and inserted my dick in her mouth.
Slowly, inch by inch, I pushed my dick until it was completely inside her mouth. She was gagging on my dick, but I was not going to show any mercy. I always wanted to do this, but she never allowed me to.
I stayed like this for 2 minutes until she choked on my 8 inches. I could feel her throat touching the tip of my dick. Then I pulled it out completely, and in one push, I stuffed it right back where it was a second ago.
By this time, Sarah was out of breath. I grabbed her face with both my hands and removed my dick once again. I started slapping my dick on her face. All her saliva that had covered my dick along with my precum was now getting smothered on her face.
Once I was done slapping, I positioned her and started to mouth fuck her. I was giving her deep and long thrusts into her mouth as she gagged and choked on my dick. I showed no sign of mercy and continued ramming her voice hole for the next 10 minutes.
She stared at me the entire time as I went in and out of her hole. I spat twice on her face, covering her with more saliva. It was getting messy and humiliating for her, but this was just her 1st day. There was a lot in the bag waiting for her.
As I neared orgasm, the pace of my thrust increased. I fucked her mouth like it was her cunt for another minute or so until I was on the verge of having one of the best orgasms of my life. I immediately pulled out and sprayed a thick rope of cum on her face.
It was a thick and long one. I continued spraying for the next 30 seconds until her face was completely covered in my white goo.
“Now that’s how a whore should look,” I said as I grabbed my mobile to click her picture on my camera. I took some great shots of her messy looking face from various angles.
She struggled to open her eyes as there was a thick layer of semen lying over her eyelid. The semen was now mixed with her mascara, and a black and white layer was formed around her eye. She looked like one of those bukkake pornstars, only with less cum on her face.
“Thank you, Master, for this facial. I missed the taste of your semen. Do I have permission to swallow the tasty fluids on my face?” she asked
“Go ahead, cunt. Swallow it all. Not a single drop should be wasted,” I said in a stern voice.
I sat on the bed as I looked at Sarah, scooping my cum from her face and taking it in her freshly fucked mouth. It took her some time, but she managed to swallow all of it.
“Thank you again, Master,” she exclaimed
“Your welcome, Whore. This is just the beginning of your journey as my slave. Now take some rest, we have a long day tomorrow. You will sleep here on the floor, next to my bed, all naked and in the condition that I leave you. You are allowed to pee in the middle of the night. But you won’t wash any part of your body. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master. Your wish is my command,” she said and laid down on the floor next to my bed.
“It was one eventful evening,” I thought to myself as I slowly dozed off to sleep.
Stay tuned for more action. There is a lot of adventures that I have planned for Sarah.
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