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Master's test
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Master's test i am in darkness..... the black silk of the blindfold very effectively eliminates even a hint of light. i feel the slight bumps & dips in the road as i am carried along, as motionless as possible in the back of the limo. somewhere across from me, Master is silent. i can smell His cologne, & occasionally hear the slight rustle of His suit as He shifts in His seat. i can feel the intensity of His gaze as He watches my every move. i am being taken for training, as Master accepts only the most perfect slut. i know that to be truly His i must obey instantly and without question, submissive to any demand. more than that, i must be trained to perform & serve. i have a culinary degree, have received extensive training from a geisha, took 3 years of intensive belly dancing training in Morocco, & can speak intelligently in conversation on a variety of subjects from architecture to zoology. so my mind was racing in an attempt to imagine what sort of training i would receive this evening. i was in a long black raincoat, stylish & sleek, with black pumps,ankles crossed, my hair pulled back, twisted at the back of my head. my black silk scarf, the one Master had removed from my shoulders, tied firmly around my head,covering my eyes. the ends were trailing down the open front of my coat, revealing the steel band around my neck. i sat calmly, despite the inner turmoil, my hands gracefully in my lap, palms up, right cupping left. i felt the motion of the car stop, & the engine turned off. Master's door was opened, & He stepped out. i felt a hand on my arm & heard His firm, & reassuring voice... "Come" as He guided me from the car, He pulled me against Him briefly, pressing against me, brushing His chest with my breasts, & my breath quickened...... " you will maintain control of yourself until released...." as i struggled to slow my breathing, i was struck with a thought. this was my weak spot in training. i am so responsive, & had never really been expected to remain still while being stimulated. was that why i was here? if so, this evenings outcome could have a huge impact. (branding or being sent away) as i was led down what sounded like a long, echoing hallway, my step sure & trusting, i concentrated on calm, preparing my self mentally for whatever was to come, finding that "inner quiet" i had come to love before a session with Sir. i heard our echo change as we entered what sounded like a large room, & i heard heavy doors close behind us. i was guided to the middle of the room, & when Master's hand on my arm stopped me, He removed my coat, tossing it aside, reveling my supple naked body. i was able to control my breathing, but my nipples were beyond my control, as they contracted, begging for His touch. "sit here" i was guided to a narrow bench of sorts, but covered in cushioned silk, warm & sensual. it was an effort not to caress the seat as i slid up, or to smile as i put my legs on the individual leg rests, suspending them slightly raised & moderately spread. my hands were placed above my head, palms up, right cupping left. i relaxed my body, preparing to be touched anywhere, in any way Sir saw fit. i felt the energy of His presence above my head, felt the intensity of His gaze on my waiting flesh. "you will maintain control, & remain in position until released." my nipples tightened as i felt the slightest movement on them, the silver rings in them being just lightly touched. the inner quivering that began getting out of the limo had grown to a trembling heat, as i realized what He was doing. i felt a slight twitch on my clit as he stroked the ring there. i was breathing deeper, more slowly, a slight twitch of a finger.... i felt Him move around me, standing between my legs, adjusting the supports so that they were spread wide, my lips spreading. as i relaxed my hips into the table, i felt a trickle of moisture run down from my cunt. i felt Masters finger, sliding up that trail of moisture from my ass to slide in, slowly, deeper, not stopping until it was deep within my pussy. i felt Him probing, deeper & deeper, pressing upwards, toward my belly, my juices flowing around His hand. when His finger began stroking that sweet spot, i couldn't help an swift intake of breath, & a tremor ran through my body, but i didn't move. He paused, allowing me a moment before He resumed. i felt the heat beginning deep in my belly, a searing, burning heat, threatening to explode & consume me. i felt His other hand, the heel on my pubic bone, fingers pointing up my flat belly. His fingertips began gently massaging my belly, keeping rhythm with the finger inside. He rubbed harder, His fingers almost cupping as they pressed deep into my flesh, the finger inside joined by two more. i was trembling now, barely able to keep myself from bucking up against Him. as i struggled to control my breathing, i slight whimper escaped me, & i heard Him chuckle. then He pressed upwards with one hand, down with the other, & had my sweet spot between! the heat in my belly flashed to my entire body, i felt flushed, as with in intense fever, & frozen still, as though if i moved, it would stop, & i would die if it did. i wanted to thrash & writhe about, laugh & weep, beg Him to never stop, to never let me come because then this feeling would end. "You see gentlemen, given proper training & motivation, the subject can be restrained perfectly without being tied down" i was so deep in the sensations coursing through my body, it took me a moment to comprehend what Sir was saying. He was obviously not talking to me. so were W/we not alone in the room? was i on display? as the realization hit me, Sir stopped moving His fingers, & i felt the flush spreading over my body, wondering who was there watching. i knew Sir was watching carefully to see if my body would betray my minds objection to this situation. but there was none, my trust in Sir absolute, i knew He would never let any harm come to me. i heard a satisfied "good" as His hands resumed, stroking, drawing be back to the edge, & i relaxed into the sensations, content that i had passed something in that moment. when Sir heard my breath quickening again, my lips trembling with need, i heard a soft voice.... "Release" & i shuddered, my whole body convulsing, thrusting against His hand bucking moaning gripping the table above my head gasping the heat in my belly tense & pulsing through the muscles in my cunt my come spraying out of me around His hand jammed against me digging deeper thrusting as i pulsed wailing & sobbing back arched clit aching........ as i slowly became conscious of my external self again, i realized i was covered lightly with a sheet, several male voices in conversation around me. I felt Sir's hand stroking my hair, now unbound. as i shifted into His caress, He must have realized i was back, & He removed the blindfold & helped me sit up, cradling my still trembling weak body against Him. across the room was a group of men, in expensive business suits, talking quietly. nearby was a medical looking chair & table, with instruments, & someone in scrubs & a mask seated by it. "you have passed. time for you to receive My brand" i took a slow deep breath, & took His outstretched hand...... XXXOOOXXXchanda |
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thats where the idea for this came from... snuggles! XXXOOOXXX chanda XXXOOOXXXchanda
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