Message-ID: <29433asstr$985061402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <mrledft@aol.com> From: mrledft@aol.com (MR LEDFT) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=utf-8 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Original-Message-ID: <20010319121546.03120.00003269@ng-md1.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} Irish Master, Marks of a Submissive, mmm/fff. bdsm.cons Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2001 23:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/29433> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: kelly, gill-bates WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or post without prior consent of the author. Copyright pet_23, 2001. More "pet" stories are posted at my site http:// http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink Irish Master, The Marks of a Submissive, 1st half The day had finally come for Missy to make a decision. To stay with this man and become his submissive or go home and never see him again. The thought of not seeing him ever again brought tears to her eyes. In one week she had developed feelings for him. More than she ever expected to have in a relationship such as this. She only, when she started this, wanted to experience the real life of bdsm and to actually learn how to submit and experience pain instead of fantasize about it. How easy it was to develop more than experiencing fantasies. This was a live man who not only trained her, but treated her decently. Unlike some of her past relationships. He took care to make sure that it was not just he that was satisfied in a session. Looking at her Master while he read his paper brought feelings swelling up inside of her. He was true to his word. He did not say anything to her all day today or touch her. He wanted her to rest and reflect about this past week. She knew the answer to his question. She loved this man whom she has learned to call only "Master". She wanted to spend as much time as she could with him and learn to know him better. She moved her lips to speak. "Master, I have made a decision." He raised his eyes from the paper and lowered it to gaze at her. "Yes, what is your choice?" "To stay" She replied, "I love you and respect you and want to learn to please you. I cannot leave now." The Master smiled, "You please me already Missy, but it now pleases me more with your answer. Are you prepared for what lies ahead then? For I will have some things done to you so everyone knows you are owned by me." Missy frowned and curiously asked, "What sort of things Master?" He replied, "The Marks of a Submissive." I will have a tattoo put on you and some other things done to you to show you are mine. Tomorrow, is when we will do this. I am going to invite company over. We will make a celebration of this for not only will I announce that you are mine, it is also St. Patrick's Day." He grinned with glee, stood up, and did a little Irish jig in front of her which made her laugh to see the sight. He went over to her and drew her up into his arms and held her tight and twirled her around. He was happy and delighted she wanted to stay. He worried with the bullwhipping of yesterday that she might change her mind. He would still do that to her at times, but with more care and slowly build up her tolerance to it. He kissed her and told her he needed to make a few phone calls and lightly patted her ass and told her to go to bed for she will need her rest and he will join her shortly. Missy went up the stairs and could hear her Master on the phone speaking to someone about tomorrow. She was a little fearful of the tattooing. She knew it could hurt but happy and willing to submit to it for this man and be his. The night was spent in sweet lovemaking and slumbers and to Missy went by too quickly. The next day she was told absolutely no clothing on at all . Not even the collar which surprised her. She had not been without that collar since she came into the house for the first time. This was now strange to her not to feel that piece of leather around her neck. What did he have planned? It was afternoon before her Master ordered her down to the basement. He made her lie down on her back on a table to which he bound her wrists above and apart over her head and her legs were up in the air and apart. He grinned at her and said, "The party starts as soon as the guests arrive. In the meantime," He paused and raised up an object for Missy to view, "Lets get you prepped up for it." Missy looked at the object and seen that it was a vibrator that had adjustable speeds. Her Master set it on low and lowered it slowly towards her pussy starting first just below the navel and running it slowly down and around towards her cunt lips. He ran it over them, up and down before bringing it up to her clit. The vibrations were just enough to get her aroused but not enough to get her to climax which Missy started begging for. Her Master was laughing at her telling her she was so impatient. He moved the vibrator away from her clit and down to insert into her cunt hole. He kept it on the low speed as he inserted it in making her moan louder as he slowly fucked her with it. He inserted it all the way in and took a clamp and grabbed her two pussy lips and clamped them shut over the vibrator so it would not come out. As soon as he had done this, he heard the doorbell ring. Looking at Missy, he jokingly said, "Do not go away, I will be right back." Her Master left to go answer the door leaving Missy to moan and squirm over the wonderful vibrations that were going on inside her. She could hear him speaking and a woman answering as they were coming back down the steps. He came down with a beautiful, tall, long red-haired woman who led by their leashes, two men dressed in nothing but green colored leather thonged underwear in honor of the day. The woman herself was wearing a long fur coat in which one of the men was helping her off with and he draped over his arm until told that he could hang it up on a peg by the wall. The lady had on underneath the coat, a green leather chained teddy and thigh high boots with spiked heels. She was laughing and talking to Missy's Master and making light conversation while pretending that Missy was not there. When she did turn to look her way, she smiled and spoke, "So, this is the main attraction of the evening." She turned back grinning at her host, "Ryan, I must say, your taste in women is improving." The red-haired lady slowly walked over to the table and ran one, long fingernail up and around her tits. She was sensually licking her lips while gazing down at this body. She ran her nail up and down across those breasts and then down to Missy's pussy and slid the fingernail between the lips to lightly finger the clit and press against the clamp holding her hole shut. She then ran it back up under Missy's hood flicking the clit as she did so and bent down to look at it like she was examining the area smiling like she knew a secret that Missy did not know. When she straightened back up she smiled at Ryan and told him, "I see we have a lot of fun in store for us. Many things I could do to this area if you let me." Ryan smiled back, "No, just do what I asked of you tonight. Perhaps in the future we will consider it." The lady shrugged and nodded her head in agreement. She looked back at Missy and introduced herself as Mistress Hera but told Missy just to address her as "Mistress" for the rest of the night. The doorbell was ringing again as more guests arrived. More Dom's coming with their submissives who were all dressed in green leather. All types were there. Masters with their female subs, (some had males) Mistresses with submissives of both genders with them. The room was full of them laughing and talking while their subs kneeled on the floor not speaking unless spoken to. Some came over to gaze at Missy who wiggled in her torment and smiled at her Missy was blushing at everyone looking at her nakedness. Among them, she recognized Mac from the day before who grinned at her knowing that he was going to get a second chance at her tonight. Missy remembered his cock very well for it was still sore from the fucking that he gave her. "It's time for the party to begin." Her Master said, "As you all know to the reason why I invited you here." He turned to Missy, "This submissive has decided to put herself into my care and to submit completely to my desires and learn how to please me. I want to celebrate this day and have witnesses to see her proof of submission and to see what a fine gift I have. We will now begin." Master Ryan went to a box and handed out paddles to every Dom in the room and had them line up in front of Missy. He took the ropes that bound her legs and tightened them so Missy's ass was up in the air and when he made sure the bindings were secure. He turned to them and said, "17 smacks each with the paddles. 17 smacks standing for the date of St. Patrick's Day." Missy's eyes widened because she looked at the line. There was 17 Dominants in line and each of them was going to paddle her. The rest of the submissives were ordered to count the smacks as each came up. Her Master began. Softly at first to warm up her ass and then with more force. Missy tried not to cry out as the paddle came smacking down. It stung and burned and felt like fire that was getting hotter and closer to her. When he hit 17, he stopped and stepped away to make way for the next one down the line. Each of them striking her ass 17 times. Laughingly, some of the Dom's were keeping count along with the submissives for they were enjoying the game and the struggles Missy made against her bindings. Down the line they went and by the time they were all done Missy was crying out with each strike and was relieved when was over. Master Ryan came up and felt the warmth of her ass. He rubbed and then grabbed the cheeks and pulled them apart and squeezed them like he was trying to get a handful. He bent down and Missy thought he would taste her like he had done so many times before but he smelled her musk and breathed it in deep like it was sweet-smelling perfume which, to him, was. He smiled while breathing in the scent but tonight he was going to share her with all of his friends and he, as the host, would be last in line. He looked at Mistress Hera and told her that Missy was hers to toy with now. Mistress was rubbing her crotch with a desire for she wanted this bound lass now and knew that Missy had never tasted a woman before tonight and was honored that she was going to be the first one. The Mistress walked up to her and ran her hands up and down Missy's body. Harder this time. Feeling, pinching, pulling on nipples and cunt lips. She bent down to suck on one of the nipples which made Missy gasp and her eyes widened. A woman had never touched her sexually before. She did not know what to think of it. She tried to relax her mind and think about it, but the sensations were too strong. She was too aroused by the vibrator in her cunt and the feelings of excitement that this woman was raising by touching and sucking on her. The Mistress reached down and took off the clamp which brought a burning feeling to Missy for the clamp had been on there a long time. The Mistress removed the vibrator also and inserted her fingers into her cunt and ran them around inside of her to get some of the juices that were produced by the sensuous torture that her Master and friends had caused. She raised the fingers to her lips to lick and taste the juices and smiled and spoke, "You are right Ryan; she does have a sweet tasting cunt. Now, perhaps it is time she knew what one tasted like also -- To be continued -- --. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+