1. Master Takes Me Away


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Innocentgirl29, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    how you greet your Master?" I hear the anger in his voice but I drop to my knees, put my head down and put my hands behind my back. My heart is racing, I know my husband is in the next room and yet all I want to do is look at Master to touch him. A minute seems to last an hour until I feel his hand grabbing my hair, pulling me up until I stand. The sweet pain in my scalp causes my pussy to tingle and my mouth to open. He pushes me to the wall face first so that he can bind my hands together. I’m sure that most girls would be scared and in a total panic but I'm just getting more excited and needy for my Masters touch. When my hands are tied tight he pulls me back onto his chest and with his other hand he grips my throat, pushes my chin up and kisses me hard. It is the most sexy, passionate, tongue playing kiss I have ever experienced which leaves me breathless. He smiles and my pussy tingles even more. "Right slut, where's this pussy husband of yours?", my Master’s deep voice demands. Gripping the rope around my wrist I lead my Master to the lounge where Bob jumps up, his eyes wide open in a look of complete shock and surprise. He can only see his wife bound and standing in front of a strange man."Who the hell is this?", he shouts, “What the fuck is going on?” I don't answer as my Master hasn't yet given me permission to speak; I see his face and can tell he is pleased by my obedience. The, in an air of complete authority, he lets my husband know why he is here. "Well Bob, I'm ...
    your wife's Master and she is my whore. She's been my little slut slave for a while now and this evening I'm here to take her away with me as she is mine. So Bob, say goodbye to her now because very soon she will be your ex wife". I stand, staring at my Master and replaying in my head what he just said. I am unable to hold back my excitement and ask him, even though I don’t have permission. "Really Master, really, I'm going away with you?" My Master does not discipline me and replies "Yes my whore, you are. Now after I untie you go and pack an overnight bag and do not come out of the room until I call you". After my hands are freed I run to my bedroom and pack a few underwear sets and tops and skirts, another pair of heels, my wash bag, and jewellery. I sit on the edge on the bed waiting until I hear my Master call for me. I walk back in the room and my soon to be ex-husband is sitting on the chair with a bloody nose and Master’s shirt is torn. Bob never showed any care or passion towards me before and now it’s too little, too late. I look at my Master and he can tell I want to speak so he gives me permission. "Master may I say goodbye to him please?" Getting a nod I walk over to Bob and pull him so that he stands in front of me as I whisper "I loved you but it just wasn't what I wanted or needed. I need my wonderful Master. I’m so sorry. Be happy and goodbye." With a soft goodbye kiss I walk out of the house following my Master to his car and knowing this is what's best for ...
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