1. I Want To Be Your Slave


    Date: 11/28/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Interracial, Oral Sex, Author: stex, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    indulge my fetishes. (God, you have no idea how much I miss the internet.) I learnt, in theory, about power exchange, the idea turned me on. I firmly believed that any such arrangement must be consensual. The idea of non-consensual sex was a total turn off. Maybe my dark side wanted to dominate and whip someone, but they must have given me permission first. That can be quite inconvenient. Now this girl seemed to be say she wanted me to indulge all of my fantasies and fetishes at once, only she couldn't consent to it. A legal slave, such as Maria had no legal standing to give consent. No one ever though such a thing was necessary. A slave was a possession, like your sofa. It can't consent to your sitting on it, anymore than a slave can. I stood there at a loss for words, Maria took my silence as a bad sign. "Master Stephen, have I displeased you?" The plaintive tone and look of anguish almost enough to break my heart. I gathered myself together, "No Maria, you have not displeased me, far from it." She looked very relieved, back to the pleading. "I want to make sure I've understood you correctly. What do you envision would being my slave entail?" She looked slightly puzzled, education was not something given to slaves, I was speaking to her as a 17th century equal. You used different language to talk to a slave. "What do YOU mean by 'be my slave'?". She looked at me excitedly, "I want you to use me for your pleasure". She averted her glance. "Whatever I can do to make you ...
    happy, I'll do it gladly. Whatever you want." I needed time to think, but I didn't want her to think I was angry if I sent her away. "Now Maria, I'm not sure what to say. Would you give me a little time to think on this." She looked a little downcast, and replied "Of course Master Stephen, whatever you want". I had a long think, and I came up with a plan which seemed plausible. Hoping this would work, I sent for Maria. She came back into the room looking terrified, she was shaking, she feared the worst, that I wouldn't be interested in her. "Now Maria, what I'm going to tell you is not bad news, so please let me finish before you say anything. First, I like your offer a lot, it is very flattering. However, I can not accept it from you, you are not free to make me such an offer. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Her look told me she didn't, and if I didn't explain this to her soon, if was going to get ugly with the waterworks. "As you know, you are, unfortunately, a slave. As you also know, a slave has no freedom. Without freedom you can not make an offer such as you have, that I could in good conscience accept." She was still not getting it. "I could only accept such an offer from a free woman." I saw some inklings of understanding, "Why would a free woman offer that?" she asked. "There are free woman who would make such and offer, and I would like to give you the opportunity to find out." Some more blank incomprehension "I want to free you.", she looked puzzled, panicky, she ...