This is my first story as a sex slave with Mistress Domina.
The days are short and cold in the North. The sky is grey, but it doesn’t seem that way inside my tent where I am huddled under layers of blankets and furs. I can barely feel my toes anymore, and my fingers have gone numb. My breath comes out white and wispy. It’s been three days since I arrived at the campground, and all I’ve done for food or water is drink from the communal spigot. I don’t think I could move if I wanted to, let alone get up to use the bathroom. All I want to do is sleep.
“My name is Mistress Domina and you are my slave now!”
I’m not sure how long I was unconscious after my last domme training session ended, but when I came to I found myself lying on top of my bedroll. My head felt fuzzy like it had been doused in gasoline and set ablaze. But there were no flames. I sat up slowly, feeling every inch of my body ache as I did so.
- “You’re awake,” said a voice behind me. “Good.”
It was the same voice that had spoken to me earlier, during my training session. She stood next to my bedroll, her eyes dark, her hair mussed. Her breasts jiggled slightly beneath her leather jacket.
- “Are you hungry?” she asked. “Hungry enough to eat your dinner? Or would you rather just go back to sleep?”
- “What do you mean?” I asked, rubbing my eyes with one hand. “Who are you?”
She stepped closer to me, and I flinched away instinctively.
- “Don’t be afraid,” she said softly. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
She reached out a hand toward my face, and I held still. Her skin was warm, soft. She traced the line of my jaw with her finger.
- “My name is Mistress Domina,” she said. “And you are my slave now.”
- “But… what…”
Her lips pressed against mine, and I closed my eyes. The kiss was slow, and tender. It lasted longer than any other kiss I’d ever experienced before. I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, then withdraw.
- “Open your eyes,” she whispered.
I obeyed and looked into her dark brown eyes. They glittered with excitement. Then, she smiled at me.
- “You’re beautiful,” she told me. “Just like I imagined you would be.”
- “I… I don’t understand.”
- “Of course, you don’t,” she said, smiling again. “That’s why you’re here.”
A good meal before the unknown…
She took my hand in hers and led me outside. We walked through the campground until we came to a large open-air pavilion made of wood and canvas. Inside were tables covered in paper plates filled with steaming food. A fire burned in a pit in the center of the pavilion, providing warmth and light. There were people sitting around the fire, talking quietly amongst themselves. Most of them were dressed in leather, although some wore fur coats and others leather jackets. They looked up as we entered the pavilion. Some nodded politely to Mistress Domina, while others stared openly at us.
Mistress Domina squeezed my hand and pulled me to the far end of the pavilion.
- “Sit,” she commanded.
I sat on the ground next to her.
- “Eat,” she said. “We’ll talk later.”
I picked up a plate and started eating. The food was hot and tasted wonderful. I hadn’t eaten anything since my last training session.
- “Thank you,” I said between bites.
- “You’re welcome,” she replied. “Now eat.”
I finished the meal quickly. As soon as I was done, Mistress Domina led me by the hand to a small wooden hut. She opened the door and pushed me inside. The room was dimly lit, but I could see that it was empty except for a single chair.
- “Take off your clothes,” she ordered.
Completely naked in front of the Mistress Domina
I did as she asked, and then lay down on the floor. She knelt beside me and began unbuttoning my shirt. Then, this amazing Mistress Domina slid the buttons off one by one, then undid the belt holding my pants together. She tugged gently on the waistband, pulling my pants down to my ankles. Then she grabbed each leg of my underwear and yanked them down, exposing my naked ass.
- “You’re very beautiful,” she said. “Have you ever seen anyone as beautiful as you?”
I shook my head.
- “Then you have no idea what you look like,” she said. “How could you? No one has ever looked at you this way before.”
She leaned forward and kissed my cheek.
- “You will learn to love being looked at this way,” she said. “Your body is perfect, and I’m going to make sure you know it. You are going to learn to appreciate yourself. And when you do, I’ll give you permission to call me Mistress.”
Then, she crawled onto the chair and straddled my hips. She reached between my legs and grasped my cock, which was already hardening in anticipation of what was to come.
- “Look at me,” she said.
“You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”
I turned my head toward her.
- “You are so beautiful,” she said again. “So beautiful and sexy. I can see why they called you ‘the man’ when you were young. You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”
- “You’re beautiful too,” I told her.
She smiled at me.
- “You’ll find out how beautiful I am soon enough,” she said. “Now hold still.”
Then, she leaned forward and licked my cock from base to tip. She sucked on the head, making it twitch in her mouth. Then she opened wide and engulfed the entire length of my shaft. I gasped at the sensation of her warm wet mouth. I had never felt anything like it before.
- “Oh fuck!” I moaned.
- “Yes, that’s right,” she said, smiling. “I’m going to make you cum.”
She bobbed her head up and down my cock. Her tongue flicked against the underside of my shaft, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My hands gripped the arms of the chair, trying to steady myself.
- “Please,” I begged. “I need to cum.”
- “Not yet,” she said. “I want to enjoy your body for a little while longer.”
She stopped sucking but kept her mouth tightly closed around my cock. She stroked my balls with her free hand, teasing me.
- “Please,” I said again.
- “Patience,” she said. “You’ll get your reward.”
“Be quiet. Just relax and let me play with you!”
I felt her teeth graze the sensitive skin on my inner thigh. I gasped and tried to sit up, but she held me down easily.
- “No,” she said. “You’ll stay put. I don’t want you to move until I say you can.”
- “But I—”
- “Shh,” she said. “Be quiet. Just relax and let me play with you.”
She released my cock, and sat back on her knees. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around my balls. Her tongue swirled over my scrotum, teasing me. She sucked gently, nibbling my testicles. I groaned.
- “Mmmmmm,” she hummed.
I felt her lips stretch around my dick, and then her mouth opened wide. She engulfed my cock completely and sucked hungrily. I cried out as her mouth descended further, deeper. She was taking me into her throat, and I could feel my orgasm building.
- “Oh fuck,” I said. “Oh fuck oh fuck.”
- “You’re close,” she said. “You’re so fucking close.”
She pulled her mouth off my cock, leaving me throbbing and dripping.
- “I want to taste you,” she said. “I want to taste your cum.”
“I want to taste your cum.”
She crawled forward and lifted my legs in the air. After, she positioned herself between my thighs and then guided my cock to her waiting mouth. She swallowed me once, then again, then again.
- “Oh god yes,” I moaned. “Fuck, I’m going to cum!”
- “Not yet,” she said. “You’re not ready yet.”
As he sucked harder, and faster, I felt the orgasm building within me.
- “I’m going to cum!” I screamed.
- “Not yet,” she said. “Not yet.”
She sucked harder, and I exploded in her mouth. I could feel the cum pouring into her mouth, filling her cheeks. She gulped it down greedily, swallowing my seed without hesitation.
- “Good boy,” she said. “Very good.”
Finally, she sat back on her heels, licking her lips.
- “That was delicious,” she said. “But you’re not done yet.”
She climbed off the chair, and I sat up. Next, she pulled my shirt over my head, then my shoes and socks. She helped me stand and then led me to the edge of the pavilion.
- “Stand here,” she ordered.
I stood at the edge of the pavilion, looking down into the fire pit.
- “Kneel,” she said.
I knelt down, and she pulled my head toward her crotch.
- “Lick me,” she said.
“You feel so good.”
I lowered my face to her pussy, and began to lick her. I tasted her juices on my lips, and then I lapped at her slit. She was soaked, and her clit was swollen and engorged. I circled it with my tongue, then sucked it into my mouth.
- “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Yes, just like that.”
She reached down and took my cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance. Next, she parted her labia with her fingers and then sank down onto my shaft.
- “Oh fuck,” she moaned again. “You feel so good.”
She moved slowly at first, letting me adjust to her size. Then she began to ride me. She rose up and fell back, riding me hard. I reached up and cupped her breasts, squeezing them in my hands.
- “You like my tits?” she asked.
- “They’re amazing,” I said. “So big and firm.”
- “And soft,” she added. “Soft and squishy. Soft and warm. You like my nipples, don’t you?”
- “Yesssss,” I hissed. “I love your nipples.”
- “Do you want to suck on them?”
- “God yes,” I said.
- “Then suck on them,” she said. “Suck them and bite them. Suck them and squeeze them.”
“You are a very good boy. But I’m not done with you yet.”
I did as she instructed. I sucked on her left nipple, then bit down on it with my teeth. She moaned loudly, and I felt her body shake.
- “You’re a good boy,” she said. “A very good boy. But I’m not done with you yet.”
She pulled her breast away from my mouth and looked down at me.
- “Come up here,” she said.
I got to my feet and stood beside her. She turned me around and then pushed me back against the pavilion wall.
- “Put your hands up there,” she said.
I put my hands against the wall, and she pushed my shoulders back until my chest was flat against the wood.
- “Spread your legs,” she said.
I spread my legs, and she pushed my knees apart. Then she guided my cock to her opening. She slid down on me, impaling herself on my cock.
- “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
She started to move, rising up and falling back. Her movements were slow and deliberate, but she built speed quickly. She bounced up and down on my cock, grinding her hips against me.
- “Yes,” she said. “Yes, that’s it. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
I grabbed her ass and squeezed. She pushed back against me, meeting my thrusts. I felt my orgasm approaching, and I wanted to delay it as long as possible. I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me, trying to force her down on my cock.
- “Harder,” she said. “Fuck me harder.”
“Keep fucking me.”
I slammed into her, burying myself deep inside her. She grunted, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
- “I’m going to cum,” I warned her.
- “Don’t stop,” she said. “Keep fucking me.”
I pounded into her, driving my cock into her as hard as I could. She was breathing heavily, gasping for breath.
- “Oh god yes,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Her body tensed, and then she cried out. Her muscles went rigid, and she convulsed. I felt her vaginal walls contract around my cock, milking me. She shuddered and then collapsed on top of me.
- “Fuck,” she whispered. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
We stayed locked together like that for several minutes. Then she rolled off of me and lay beside me on the ground. All of a sudden she grabbed my dick and threw me out of her house and before she shut the door she glared at me and said never come back! But as she closed the door she smiled and winked at me. I was standing there bewildered as I wondered what to do next.