1. Master James Sub Emma


    Date: 10/8/2017, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Author: masterjames121, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    right. And what are you?" "Nothing, master. Just an object." "Good." James sounded satisfied. "Look up at William." Emma did so. "What is he holding?" It was a small black leather collar, with a small ring on the front and a padlock at the back. "A collar, master." William grinned. "Not just any collar. This is your collar." Emma had known it was coming as soon as she had seen it, but she couldn't help flushing at the thought of being collared like an a****l. James pulled her head round by her hair, and instructed her to look at him. He was holding a short leash. "And what is this?" "It's a – it's my lead, master?" Emma stammered. James nodded, and within a minute she was collared, the lead attached to the little hook on the collar. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it felt unnatural around her neck, like she wasn't the same person any more. They were slowly taking her apart piece by piece, and she had the feeling this degradation wouldn't be the last she would be expected to suffer before James agreed to take her back. Feeling utterly dejected, Emma returned her gaze to the floor. "Well done. You're learning fast." That came from William, sounding smug and smarmy. Again, it took all Emma's self-control not to smack him across the face. But she was being punished and she was proving her love to James, so her hands remained limp and submissive at her sides. "Are you hungry?" At those words, Emma's stomach growled. She hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast, and hours must have ...
    passed since then. "Yes, master." James took the lead and walked towards the kitchen, giving Emma no choice but to follow or be strangled. William walked behind her, and her body burned with the knowledge his eyes were on her as she went. "Starting today you're going to learn how to cook. On the counter are the ingredients you'll need to make a simple Spaghetti Bolognese. You'll also find a recipe and a button-remote. When the food is ready, press the button and we'll come down. If the food doesn't taste good, you'll be punished severely. Do you understand?" Emma could have cried. James knew that she couldn't cook to save her life; she hated it so much that he had always cooked for them both. Without another word they left the kitchen and pulled the door shut behind them. Emma thought she might have heard it lock, but she wasn't sure, and she didn't dare check. A short time later, Emma's mouth was watering. She was starving now, and she couldn't wait to eat some of the spaghetti she had made. She felt a sense of pride at having managed it, although she had no clue what it was going to taste like. Nervously she pushed the button, hoping it would meet approval. A glance at the clock told her it was just after six o'clock. She'd been a slave for seven hours. James and William came into the kitchen and she automatically dropped her gaze to the floor. "Take out two plates and serve it up," James instructed. "Then set the table and stand in the corner." She did as she was told with ...
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