[This is Chapter 1 of the extremely pervert BDSM story I intend to write. There will be multiple characters and both maledom and femdom. The story will be largely heterosexual but there’s also place for some bi-fun with a twinkish/femboyish character. Hope you enjoy! Also, if you’re a grammar alt-Right, feel free to check my grammar and my language; English isn’t my first language but one of the reasons I write is that I have to improve it and get a feeling for a “natural” English, etc. Personally, I like the first part of the story better than the ending I’m not quite happy with it yet. But anyways!]
In Chapter 1, three of the main characters will be introduced:
“I like it!”, the bubbly slave girl called out cheerfully, playfully shook her booty and then bounced up and down on her toes, making her firm and busty bosom sway just a little. She flashed a mischievous grin and bit her bottom lip as she imagined all the things she could now do with her gift, before shifting her gaze back to her owner, leaping and jumping straight into his muscular arms with a joyous shriek. As he caught his girl and firmly hold her under her butt, she softly moaned and wrapped her legs around him, pressing her wet pussy and her almost naked body firmly against her Owner. She only wore a white leather collar that had black rings attached to it, and, in the middle, a pink floral emblem that stated her name and the name of her Master. Attached at two of the rings was a thick strip of a bikini-like fabric that led between her full breasts down to her belly, her smooth pussy, parting her butt cheeks like a thong, and up her back again to her delicate neck before then returning to the backside of her collar. Glancing at the older man with love and submissive devotion in her soft blue eyes, she bent forward, her blonde hair brushing over his black beard, then closed her eyes and softly whispered into his ear, “Thank you, Daddy…”
“You’re welcome, babygirl”, Master Noah replied briefly, then let her down on the floor again and held her right hand into the air as she performed a quick little pirouette. He gave her a slap on the bum, making her giggle and gleefully call out, “Ouch! I thought I’ve been a good girl, Daddy!” She laughed, rubbed her butt and pouted playfully. Noah stroked her hair, her cheek, then held her chin up for a moment as he looked down at the petite slave girl who was almost two feet shorter than him. He grinned once more before clearing his throat and then continued in a more serious tone. “You have been, babygirl, you have been. And so I thought about what you said, you know, about me and your Mistress being busy so often, you being lonely and all. And so I thought that you’d deserve a pet to keep you company.”
Both of them now shifted their gaze to the frightened slave boy standing next to them. The boy was completely naked except for cuffs around ankles and wrists, a collar around his neck and a chastity cage around his thick cock. He had a blue gift wrap with a big ribbon at front bound around his waist, and a chain that was attached to his chastity cage was fixed at a ring on the floor to keep him in place. Noah let go of his girl and stepped to the boy, grimly towering over the vulnerable slave and speaking sharply to him he said, “You will do exactly what she tells you to do, slave. As far as you’re concerned, she is Miss Lulu and your superior, your owner and every order coming from her is like an order coming from Me. If you disobey her, you disobey Me, if you offend her, you offend Me, and if I hear the slightest complaint of you having been idle, disobedient, bratty or engaged in anything unfitting for a lowly slave, you will get into trouble with ME, understood!?” To his babygirl’s delight, the intimidated boy shivered in fear of her tall, strong and powerful Master. Her pussy tingled as the slave just stuttered in reply, “Yes Sir, Master Noah, as You wish, Sir, Master.” “Good”, Noah nodded and then turned to the girl again, “But if you break it, you’ll have to buy the next one from your own pocket money”, he laughed.
“Well”, he then finished, and for a moment just stood there, quietly observing the two of them. He grinned as he saw the predatory joy in his babygirl’s eyes. Eventually, he rummaged in his pockets and handed a small remote control to the girl. “For the shock collar”, he explained, pointing with the device to the boy’s groin, and then pressing one of the different buttons on it. Immediately the slave cried and winced in pain. “You keep your hands on your back, boy!”, the Master shouted as he saw the rebellious slave instinctively reach for his balls. “There are different levels of intensity”, he then said and added, “might be best to not tell the boy how far up it goes. That’s for him to guess – and to fear.” He looked between the two of them and then continued, “Key to his cock I keep, tho.” He was fine with his babygirl having a pet on her own and someone to play with when she was lonely – but sexual freedom? For a slave? Her having access to a cock? No way.
“Oh!”, Lulu moaned playfully but then quickly changed her tone and replied more seriously, “Of course, Daddy.” She gave him an obedient smile. She was happy about having her own pet now when she was lonely, and grateful that her Daddy gave her this expensive gift and trusted her enough to really housebreak a slave. She didn’t even think about fucking this boy anyway. She might tease him, of course, but fuck? A slave? A boy!? Yuck! Not only was he not a “real” man in her eyes, in some ways, he was not even a man at all – instinctively, she thought of him as an “it”, as an animal, an object. Seeing her lost in a thought for a moment, her Master continued, “Raven will come by later this evening to see how things are going”, he said, referring to the slaver, Mistress Raven, he had bought the boy from earlier that day. “But I gotta get going for now. So you behave, girl.”
“Yes, Daddy”, his baby replied sweetly, then carefully reached out, stroked over his shirt and looked up at the tall man. He stroked her hair and she then sank down on her knees, got on all fours and lowered her head, placing a soft kiss on each of his shoes. She knelt up again, her legs spread, her arms behind her back, and glancing up at him again she said, “Girl loves You, Daddy.” For a moment, he continued stroking her soft blonde hair, her cheeks and then her lips. She instinctively started to suckle at the tip of his fingers, looking up at him with big eyes. Her Daddy looked down at her as he considered getting a quick blowjob. But then he decided against it since he had other, more important things to worry about now. He’d just use the twins in the office later, he thought ot himself. So he just nodded, tapped her had and mumbled, “Good”, before he turned around again and left the room.
She remained kneeling for a moment, closed her eyes and and inhaled the passing scent of her beloved Daddy. Eventually, she sighed, stretched like a cat on the floor and then jumped on her toes again, turning around to the boy. “Well, well, well”, she breathed, licked her teeth and sashayed around him, letting her fingernails stroke over his skin. The boy whimpered silently. She then snapped against his cock cage with a finger and laughed as he winced. “Hm”, she made, thinking for a moment, before deciding and majestically declaring, “Sula!” She tilted her eyes and raised her eyebrows as she waited for the boy to obey and assume the position she had just ordered him to assume. He hesitated for a moment and stared into her eyes before finally laying down on the floor on his back with his hands at his side, palms up and his legs widespread. “Don’t you fucking hesitate!”, she shouted and gave him a passionate kick in the groin, making the boy fear that the chain that was still attached to his genitals could rip his cock off. Eventually, however, she calmed down again and lifted a cute dainty foot over his chest up to his face and brushed her toes over his lips. She tilted his head again, staring at him as if waiting for something to happen. The confused boy, with fearful tears in his eyes, returned her gaze and then cautiously put his lips at her beautifully pedicured toe.
“Hm!”, she asked, removed her foot from his mouth and put it on his chest, triumphantly looking down at him. “Did I order you to kiss it?”, she asked sweetly. The boy opened his mouth as if wanting to reply something. “Hm? Did I order you to kiss it? Has the slave been ordered to kiss his Mistress’s toes, hm?” She pushed some button on the remote control, giving him a shock that made the boy groan in pain. He opened his mouth again, wanting to say something but before he could even speak she gave him yet another shock, this time not as hard, and signalled him to be silent, “Ssshh!”, she made, “Sssh!” She stood there for a moment, silently staring at him and seeing him wince in pain before giving him yet another kick, this time softer, not as if to hurt him but just as if to remind me of the pain.
“You’re my slave now!”, she reminded him of the obvious, “Slave means that you have to do everything I say, and when I don’t say anything you must not do not anything! Stupid boy!”, she added – now more coltishly again. “You know, I always wanted to have my own slave! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do what Daddy tells me to do, I’m a good girl, I think, I hope”, she giggled, “I would NEVER”, she exclaimed, “NEVER disobey Daddy or purposefully do anything he might dislike. But you know…”, she continued, now gesturing wildly and throwing her arms into the air, “Daddy and Mistress Scarlett, they are just away so often, they have to do all their things with government and all, Daddy is the ruler here, you know!”, she put her foot on his chest again, increasing the pressure and looking at him to see if he paid attention to what she was saying. She was obviously proud of being the ruler’s little girl.”But sometimes I’m just so alone, so bored! And I want to have some fun as long as I am young! How fast time goes by! Youth is over before you can say knife! So!”, she nodded, “You will be my pet now, you will be my dog!” She brushed over this chastity cage again with her toe before raising her foot up again to make it hover over his lips, “And since you’ll be my dog now…”, she continued, all bubbly youthfulness having gone out of her voice and replaced with a predatory assertiveness, “…your new name will be Spot.” She gave him an arrogant look that left no questions about the lowly, subordinate station she envisaged for “Spot”. “You’ll live just for me”, she continued, “you’ll be my slave, my footstool and chair, and at my command, you’ll lick the dog shit from the heels of my boots. NOW you may kiss it”, she ordered, nodding at her foot. Spot instantly obeyed.
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