1. S's Story


    Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    She sat in the straight-backed, sturdy, hardwood chair wearing, as directed, a white blouse, knee length skirt, pretty, but not sexy underwear and heels, and, somewhat unusual for her, a garter belt and stockings. She kept her back as straight as that of the chair, her hands folded in her lap, her ankles crossed demurely, and she looked absolutely straight ahead. The room’s walls were plain: stark white walls undecorated but for one small abstract painting and a long narrow mirror. It was obviously carefully kept with a thick carpet without one speck of lint visible. To her left was an empty table of the same quality and construction as the chair. There was no clock so she had no idea how long she had been sitting. There was no visible means of observation but she was certain that she was being watched. She thought, "This is the correct office, right? He did say Wednesday the 14th at 2:00pm precisely, I'm sure of it." Just as the wait began to make her truly nervous, she heard the door behind her open and footsteps on the plush carpet. In her peripheral vision, she saw him walk to the table wearing a dark gray, obviously expensive and exquisitely tailored suit. He placed a leather bag on the table and begin to remove items from it, setting them down carefully in a specific arrangement. He set the bag on the floor and walked behind her to close the door. Without moving her eyes she could not see what was on the table and the temptation to look was great, but her desire to ...
    show her obedience was slightly greater. "Hello, little one," she heard his soft tenor voice in her ear, slightly startled by his proximity. He began to walk around her as he spoke, purposefully, with confident strides and a definite direction. "Having seen your pictures, I had hoped your appearance wouldn't affect me as strongly as it has. However, the camera cannot begin to do justice to your absolutely natural beauty," he said as he continued to slowly pace around her. She fought back a smile. "You followed my directions precisely which was, of course expected. I am pleased, nonetheless." Her eyes wanted desperately to follow his movements as he circled her but she continued to look straight ahead at the blank wall before her. "We have spoken online many times about our views on the roles of the Master and the slave. However, we haven't spoken specifically of my expectations of a slave." His voice filled the room without booming or echoing. "I expect immediate and unfaltering obedience to every command and instruction. Direct and instant confirmation of each command and an outward display of your acquiescence to my will." She began to notice her breathing quicken and her heart began to beat with more force. "That is, of course, if you find me worthy of your service." He stopped directly in front of her, facing her. The instinct to look up into his face defeated only by her years of training and effort. After what seemed like a full minute, but must have been less than a ...
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