A New Life
By Michelle M.
A few girlfriends of mine decided to see it, this was when porn was new, and ones like these were classics.
A frat house decided the same thing, so when I walked in, Steve caught my eye. He introduced himself to me, a shared drink and popcorn, and we decided to watch the movie together.
I must admit it was a turn-on. Marilyn was a hot actress, so turning us on didn’t take long. One thing led to another, and before long, I had his cock out, stroking it, finally leaning over to give him a blowjob. Still, instead, he reached over as if I weighed nothing at all, picking me up, moving me to his lap, placing me on him, my back to him; at the same time, I had reached between my legs, guiding this monster cock up inside me. We watched the rest of the show, with him up in me while I rode that beauty up and down for most of it.
We seemed to enjoy sex so much that we didn’t cum immediately, knowing when to slow down, relax, then pick back up again. His hands were under my blouse, teasing my breasts, massaging the double D size, pulling on my nipples, twisting them, making me cry out sometimes in pain. Even though the pain was new to me, I had no idea how much I enjoyed it, each time making me grip his shaft tighter.
Finally, he filled me with the warmest juices I had ever experienced and turned, sharing our first real kiss, one filled with passion, one that would be the first of many to be enjoyed.
I was lucky to be born into a wealthy family, so when we talked in the foyer, he agreed to come to my place since I owned my home. The evening was starting.
Parking my car in the garage, I was waiting when he drove up, opening the door, we were in each other’s arms as soon as I closed the door, clothes shed, stumbling into the bedroom, his hands exploring every part of my body, hands, and fingers between my legs, multiple digits entering me, freely riding him, hands on his chest, once again, destroying my poor nipples, triggering what had to be the most intense orgasm I’ve ever enjoyed.
We talked since it was Friday, took breaks to replenish our strength, stayed nude, and lost how many times we enjoyed sex and how many different ways, but he kept experimenting with more pain, something that seemed to increase my pleasure when I exploded.
Sunday afternoon, he left to go back and do some homework. I had completed everything on Friday before the movie, so I took a long, relaxing bath, thinking about where this relationship was going.
The previous days had opened the door and made me curious about bondage and how much I seemed to be enjoying the pain. I checked some bondage websites and became fascinated by the various furniture devices designed to bring on total submission.
Submission had never been part of my life, but when Steve added pain to our sex play, something triggered inside me, making me want more. The more I searched, the darker the sites I began looking at. Surprisingly, some were in the city, and one was near me.
Calling for a reservation the following evening, some questions surprised me.
Does anyone own you?
Are you willing to be collared as a potential slave for your first visit? (Then she added this was only a question; on my first visit, I would be on display for potential buyers to look at)
Should a Mistress or Master pick you, would you be willing to go home with them?
Various toys have been listed. Are you willing to let them be used on you?
Do you consent to the above of your own accord?
As they were asked, sexual arousal was building inside me. When I gave the final ‘yes’ to the last question, the lady working with me gave me the time to be there and what to wear.
The see-through tunic was easy to purchase, showing my tits, the shaved pussy, and the perfect body I am so thankful for.
Arriving at the door of Kinky’s a few minutes early, stepping inside, Miss Haley was waiting, “You must be Nikki. You are stunning, even better than I had expected. Let me take you to the prep room. I have a special drink for our newbies. It will relax you, maybe even spike your sex drive a little, although I doubt you’ll need it.”
The drink only took a few minutes to begin to work, slipping me into an erotic haze, utterly unaware of the leather collar and the nipple clamps snapped on or being led out on the floor, placed on a pedestal for everyone to view. Fingers were pushed in my ass, inside my pussy, tits pulled on, and a few smacks from a whip on my bottom.
Time passed quickly. However, one stunningly looking dominant left a strong impression on me, even though the drugs clouded my mind.
I whisper in my ear, “I know you’ve been drugged, but I promise the experience I can give you will change your life forever. I’ll leave my information, Miss Haley. I promise you. It will be a life-altering experience.”
Then she was gone. I was so excited when the evening was over. Miss Haley helped me to a private room. The clamps were taken off. The drugs were leaving my system, my mind clearing, my body more aroused than I could ever remember being in this state. Inserting two fingers up inside me, thumb rubbing circles over my clit, while the digits pumped in and out.
She had done this before, immediately locating my magical ‘G’ spot, expertly massaging it while stimulating the clit. In less than a few minutes, my back arched, screaming, exploding the relief that had been building all evening.
Finally, when I calmed down, the host smiled, “Wow, you were turned on more than I have seen in a long time. Being submissive is natural for you. I was given several names who would like to spend time with you, but one in particular, Miss Jessica, said she talked to you. I’ve been with her at her home. If you’re interested, I’d say this may be just what you are looking for.”
I remember how hot and beautiful she was. I nodded, “She did talk to me, and for some reason, she stood out from the rest.” Taking the information and studying it for a few minutes, her card was simple:
Lady Jessica’s House of Pleasure.
—Come & Visit. I Promise ——
—-—Complete Satisfaction ——-
It gave me a phone number for more information. I was still hazing, so a cute girl drove me home. Once a hot shower was complete and some food consumed. It was in the afternoon. Picking up the phone, dialing her number,
“Hello, Lady Jessica’s House of Pleasure. How may I help you?”
“Mistress Jessica, my name is Nikki. I was….”
She interrupted me. “The cute young slave at the club, I’m so glad you called. When can you come and visit me?”
We agreed on my meeting with her the following day. Since her home was so far away and I may not be able to drive home, she told me she’d send her limo to pick me up.
Dressed in a loose-fitting blouse, short skirt, and no panties or bra, a cute blonde picked me up. Once inside, turning to open the privacy window, she said, “Miss Jessica has water, soft drinks, wine, or many other choices available to you. It is such a long drive; she suggested you keep yourself hydrated. Now, sit back and enjoy the ride. Please let me know if you need anything.”
The limo’s drinks were all drugged with a highly hypnotic drug, opening me up to any suggestions given. Selecting water, it tasted better than any I had ever had. Finishing one bottle and working on the second one, I was not aware of the drugs or the fact the passenger part of the limo was equipped with a state-of-the-art sound system, playing a heavily subliminal message over and over, designed to arouse me, stripping off my clothes, so when we arrived, I would be nude and more than a little aroused.
The cute driver kept an eye on me, smiling when my top was undone, then off, the skirt to follow, at that time, and the amount of drugged liquid I had consumed. Pulling over, opening the privacy window, handing me a few pink pills, “Miss Jessica asked me to give these to you. They will relax you, ready to be in the condition to meet her.”
By this time, I was following suggestions, never questioning what was said, taking the pills, and swallowing with more drugged liquids – the pills eliminated any inhibitions I may have had, adding even more arousal. So much so, when we pulled into her drive, my pussy was tingling with desire and wetter than I had ever felt – Mistress Jessica was there to greet me, along by her side, a beautiful large dark brown Newfoundland dog, standing with his head quickly as high as my waist.
I hugged and was not surprised that I was nude and didn’t seem to mind, “Nikki, so glad you have arrived. This is Max. Max, this is Nikki. Please welcome her here.”
The big beautiful dog moved forward, pushing his cold nose between my legs, landing on my clit, his tongue snaking out, reaching back to my bottom opening, then slowly bringing it forward, licking the moist lips.
Before I could react to what he had just done, that marvelous tongue repeated the process, but this time, separating my lips and somehow slipping up inside. What it did in me made me shake. My knees buckled, and dropping down, face to face, the magical tongue slipped inside my mouth, kissing me more sensual and erotic than anything I had ever experienced.
What looked like Max’s twin joined us, sliding his tongue between my legs. Just like his brother, he entered me. When the tongue slipped up in me, somehow, it went deeper than it should have been possible.
I’ve never been passionately kissed by a dog, nor had one excite my body by licking between my legs. Still, somehow, it was happening to me now. When my body started humping the snout between my legs, the one kissing me pulled back, took my hand, helped me stand, then led me inside. The one between my legs always kept me on the cliff’s edge.
Never have I been in a daze like this. Following inside to a large room, several more dogs, looking just like the two I had already meant, were relaxing but watching me closely when Max led me to a large padded ottoman.
Dropping to my knees by its side, my new companion changed places with the one between my legs. Max’s tongue was much more talented, entering me, moving deeper than most men had ever been.
One of them began kissing me again, others playing with my ears, neck, and back of my knees, caressing and massaging my feet, paying particular attention to each toe.
Max continued to excite me between my legs, suddenly stopping, which for a moment surprised me, but before I could think straight, he jumped up on my back. That was the first time it hit me. All this attention the dogs were giving me had been preparing me to become one of their bitches.
But before I could react, he had repeatedly mounted a human female. As soon as he jumped up on my back, his cock slid between my folds, entering me partway.
He was so big. My body had never been as aroused as I was at this moment, causing me to experience multiple mini-orgasms, one following the next, my body shaking, eyes losing all ability to focus, and my mind entirely in a sexually erotic-induced haze. He took a small jump, forcing his cock in without skipping a beat. As soon as he bottomed out, he began jackhammering me faster than any man could ever do.
The new mini continued all the time he was pumping in and out, having no idea how long he was doing this, I began to feel pressure against my opening, and a flash hit me – dogs have knots – his felt like it was huge and with more force, he was determined on pushing it inside me. The more he pounded, the more pain seemed to increase, but it hurt differently. Still, somehow, I knew the unpleasant feelings would be worth it if he could get it in. This caused me to relax. As soon as I did, the huge part slipped in, landing directly on my magical ‘G’ spot, triggering a full-fledged climax, which had me screaming in ecstasy, losing all control of my body. At almost the same time, he started to load me full of the warmest cum, I’ve ever felt. A total surprise at how hot a dog’s seed was.
The second big surprise hit me when he continued pumping load after load inside me. There was so much. His knot was so tight. A strange new feeling began to wash over me, becoming so complete. For some reason, a second climax erupted, something I’d never had before. The minis had me panting, trying to catch my breath, eventually calming down about the time he had turned, so we were bottom to bottom.
His shaft kept filling me, triggering the mini-explosions, destroying my body one after the next.
By the time the knot shrunk enough to pull out, I was utterly exhausted, laying there, waiting until I got my strength back and could calm down from so many spikes he had triggered in me. Still, before I could even move, a second dog jumped up on my back, hitting the mark just like Max had. The pounding was taking place, and my body, even though unable to move, what he was doing inside me, set off the minis again, dropping my head, knowing what was coming, unable to move.
Mini’s, climaxes, body shaking orgasms all took place. By the time this one pulled out, I could breathe, barely able to blink, but nothing else was working.
Lady Jessica recognized that she had stopped coupling with the ones waiting. I was helped to a nice, warm, relaxing bath, two young ladies helping me wash, pampering me with special salts, relax, and heal the soreness I was experiencing.
A nice meal had been prepared for me. Then Mistress helped me to a room to enjoy a much-needed sleep.
When I woke the following morning, I was more surprised to see Mistress Jessica sitting in a chair, waiting for me to wake. “How are you feeling, Nikki? You had a hectic evening.”
Setting up, a funny feeling rushed over me; running my hand over my pussy, not at all surprised at how moist I was, “I am sore between my legs, but still aroused, more than I expected.”
She moved to my side, running her hand over my bare leg, “I can see how aroused you are. What would you like to do right now?”
A blush rushed over my face, followed by some embarrassment, “If it is possible, I think I’d like to be fucked again by Max or his brothers.”
That was when Mistress Jessica hired me as one of her official dog trainers. I helped her prepare her dogs to be a woman’s special companion.
The End.
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