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From: "Pagan" <pagan442@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} MY PET 2/many - Story - BDSM, M/F, n/c, cons
Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2002 22:10:04 -0400
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*** ALL STANDARD BULLSHIT... don't read if < 18 or if BDSM sex offends you
or if you are one of those assholes tryng to convince people that sex
experimentation is bad, go get a life.

Contains: BDSM, M/F, n/c, cons

MY PET

By: Pagan

CHAPTER TWO (of many)

Taxi ride home was lenghtly and yet refreshing, I had time to organize my
thoughts and forming my plan of action. So far I haven't made any typical
mistakes and I was sure Sarah would forget "kind stranger" by the end of the
day.

Now I had an advantage, I knew what I wanted and I knew I will get it unless
I screw up by being impatient. I've seen too many movies and red to many
stories to know that I need to take my time.

I spent all evening drinking coffee, scribbling with my expensive fountain
pen on various pieces of paper, making a shopping list for tomorrow. I
placed a few international calls to my buddies across Europe and the plan
was set in motion.

Sunday morning was bright new day filled with purpose and determination. I
took my time taking a long relaxing shower after I shaved my head and styled
my beard. I wanted to look good today. I used whole range of shower gels and
skin care lotions making myself smell nice, and desirable at least to my
imagination and reflection in a mirror showing self satisfied grin of a
newborn stalker.

Everything seemed slow that sunday, It took me ages to get dressed, sit on
my bike and ride into town. I took early breakfast eying Dixons shop,
waiting for it to open. Time passed slowly as I was slowly chewing my
English breakfast, diluting it with ever flowing stream of fresh tea.

Finally the time has come, I saw store open across the road and I started to
leave. I paid for my breakfast with loose change I fished out of my pockets,
said my thank-you-s and left towards the store.

I must have been the best customer that day because I left feeling
significantly heavier, carrying a professional "bird watcher" goggles and
telephoto lenses for my camera. After all if I was to do some stalking I was
going to do it properly.

It took me about a month to get everything ready, I terminated a contract
with a company I worked with, spray-painted the windows of my car to get a
nice tinted look and got some special order stuff from my central European
contacts.

I live in a nice victorian house with a spacious basement for which I
intended completely different purpose. I played with BDSM for some time now,
exploring and experimenting but I haven't had the actual dungeon before,
even though I thought of it on many occasions. Now I was about to get all
things ready for my future pet.

During that month of preparations I went to Brighton on several occasions,
in order to get to know the terrain and of course to ascertain what Sarah is
doing. Sure enough she joined her university, I even learned what busses she
takes, what are her classes and what is her daily routine.

She took up studying very seriously and sure enough for a poor girl like her
she found a job in one of the restaurants overlooking the sea. All this hard
studying and part-time job left little time for socializing and finding new
friends.

Being separated from her family and friends working and studying all the
time left it's toll on Sarah. Nobody invited her to parties any more,
everyone just went along with their business while she stayed alone at home
desperately needing a friend. From the very first moment it was obvious that
it is going to happen, it usually does to most people in similar predicament
and I was counting on it. It was almost time to make a first approach.

Being a photographer has many blessings, one of them is to be surrounded by
exquisite young models. I choose a stunning blonde model from Brighton and
took her for a nice meal at Sarah's restaurant. Of course I carefully planed
and timed the whole encounter, I even had the table I wanted reserved two
days in advance. I was planning to accidentally bump into Sarah once more,
and I needed my model as a decoy, so it wouldn't look too transparent. It is
also good for increasing personal value in someone's eyes if you're going
out with a women they can only dream of while masturbating over men's
magazine. Only this time I wanted Sarah to notice my beautiful companion and
drop her guard, after all a man that goes out with such women couldn't be
interested in anything else.

Sure enough Sarah noticed me straight away, after all I am not easy person
to miss in a crowd. I acted my often rehearsed part, surprise, gladness to
see her again and a bit of irrelevant chatter when two acquaintances meet
again. I made sure Sarah noticed my companion by introducing them to
each-other.

Sarah served our food with smiles and I complimented a chef on excellent
spaghetti carbonara, which was in fact quite ordinary but I needed a reason
to come again. I left Sarah with a generous tip after I finished my meal and
once far enough from a restaurant said my goodbye to the model accompanying
me.

For next month or so I become a regular visitor, always with different
companion and always with generous tip. Sarah and I become much friendlier
as I have planned and besides, I was a hero, a good customer and untouchable
ban that has all these beautiful women at his disposal. Sure enough she knew
from the first moment they are models and we're coming back from a
photo-shoot in one of the Brighton studios but still, imagination is a
dangerous thing if you let it run wild.

Plan was going on as I expected, Sarah got used to me coming on same days at
same time and she looked forward to it. After all for person in need of a
friend, friendly acquaintance is good enough. I was ready to push my plan to
the next level.

One day I came for a dinner but without a companion, I pretended I was
waiting for her and then had my meal alone. It was about closing time when I
finished my meal so I offered Sarah to take her home in my car. She of
course accepted, I took her home before and besides, I was like a good
friend to her.

So I took here home and she of course invited me for a cup of coffee, which
I gladly accepted. We sat down chatted for some time, watched Fraser on
comedy channel, it was nice clean fun between two adults. It was about half
one when I left her. Before going I have her a gentle kiss on her lips. She
wanted more but I left her all the way grinning at the victory I just won.
She was mine even though she didn't know it yet.

In Sarah's eyes I became her platonic boyfriend, I would visit her almost
every day and take her out on weekends, but never going further then a
gentle peck on her lips. Now that was hell for me, all I wanted to do was to
rip her clothes off, throw her on the bed and fuck her until my balls dry up
and turn to dust. But I had to hold off, I had greater plans for us, besides
I wasn't looking for a girlfriend. I wanted to have a pet.

Sarah did have that so obvious submissive behaviour, I realized at some
point in time that was what initially drawn me to her. It wasn't her looks
nor wits, it was that indescribable something every predator feels for it's
prey. She was a victim, a submissive creature frightened of the world
because she missed a guiding hand, someone to obey.

As days went by, we became closer to each-other and she never made a move
nor question why I don't take it any further even though she was more then
willing. She was content with what I was giving her and let the decision on
me.

Soon time came for her education to begin, but being a careful player I
needed to ensure odds in my favor. Couple of weeks later Sarah got evicted
from her house together with whole lot of her roommates, all thanks to
anonymous tip to the landlord that there are suspicious things happening in
his house. It had something to do with drugs and sex but honestly I can't
remember what exactly it was that prompted such action.

All other girls managed something in a hurry, but Sarah had a problem, she
didn't have any friends or family to turn to. There was just me, and not to
my surprise I got a call I was expecting for some time then.

I took her home and gave her separate room and she was happy. Unfortunately
I live quite far from Brighton so she had to give up her job because
traveling took most of her day. I was more then happy to pay for train
ticket and now she didn't need to pay rent so it was allright.

Controlling people and domination takes much more planning and precision
then anyone can imagine. Sarah's moving to my house was carefully timed so
when I suggested to switch schools and go for distance learning she accepted
it under pretext that we'll have much more time to spend together.

Distance learning isn't cheap sport and I gladly paid for that too, which
left her completely dependant on me. She spent all her money and only option
she had would be to forget her studies and go back to her adoptive mother
and maybe find a job in her mom's factory, and that wasn't an option for
her.

I finally got my leverage, my insurance that my plan is going to succeed. I
searched for women like Sarah for years now and I just couldn't afford to
loose her for any reason on this world. It was time to start training my
pet.

I needed something different, kind of a shock to wake her from her dreamy
state and set her in right direction. That night I waited for her to go to
sleep and sometimes after midnight i just entered her room, threw off her
blanked, waking her up in a process. She looked scared and confused but I
wasn't going to stop nor answer any questions. I was going to take what
belongs to me.

I ripped her silk pajamas open, tearing off her panties, exposing overgrown
bush of black hair and perfect breast. I stopped for the moment to admire my
newest possession, my toy. She was exquisite, perfectly shaped and rounded
in just the right places. Pointy breast with pink aureolas and firmness that
defies gravity, soft milky skin, perfect legs and beautiful, firm heart
shaped arse. She was perfection, not a mole, blemish or a scar anywhere.
Body that is naturally resistant to celulite. She looked good enough to
eat... but that had to wait, now I was going to take what is mine.

I entered her forcefully, not caring about her discomfort, I wanted it to be
quickly over and I didn't want her to reach her orgasm. I had to break her
as one would break a wild horse. She had to realize her place in my grand
scheme of things.

I did enjoy that first encounter, she screamed at first and then just
grunted and cried, and then before I came, I pulled my cock out and while
jacking off , came all over her face and hair. I was saving myself for that.
I havent masturbated for two weeks, my balls were aching me for last four
days. When I finally came it was as If it was flowing from my belly, I felt
weak as spurt after spurt of hot sperm landed on her face.

After what looked like eternity, I started to soften and I smeared
splattered sperm over her face, lips and eyes full of tears. I was done, I
got dressed and left her room straight into the study room. I had pretty
much whole house bugged with infrared cameras so I just sat there,
monitoring what my pet is doing.

She rubbed my sperm of her eyes and just kept on crying in a fetus position.
It was almost morning when she finally fell asleep. I took a short nap and
woke up early in the morning. I checked monitors and she was still sleeping
in same position I left her. That was good, I had plenty of things to do.

I rummaged through her things, throwing most of her clothes in big garbage
bags, striping Sarah of any identity. I was still going to keep her name,
after all Sarah is beautiful name for a beautiful pet.

I knew she would be waking up soon, I went to kitchen downstairs, poured a
cup of hot coffee, and started reading yesterdays newspapers. After about an
hour I heard a footsteps, my pet was coming down to confront her new master.
It was the moment of truth.


*** end of chapter two, more to come soon.

Hey!!! I'm just getting started...

You can write to me: pagan442@hotmail.com

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