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“Victoria; know this... I do not take this decision lightly. This contract is also for your own good. I will give you all you want, but more importantly, I will give you all you need.”
Victoria felt his hand around hers, strong and warm. She had always trusted her instincts, and so far in her career, they had always been right. Her instincts were telling her to sign the contract. It was an irrational thing to do, but there was something in his eyes that seemed to compel her to do so. Kindness, yet also a firmness that she needed in a man. As she looked at him, she intuited that he already knew that she was going to sign the contract; there was not a doubt in his mind, he was just waiting for the inevitable. Victoria picked up the contract and read it:
The slave agrees to perform all duties required of her by the master.
The master agrees to take care of all the slaves material needs.
The slave agrees to submit to all requests of the master.
The master agrees to unconditional gratification of the slaves needs.
The slave will endure whatever the master sees fit for the slave's discipline and development.
The master may request the slaves presence at any time.
The slave has a right to refuse the masters demands of her company, but will be punished at a later stage.
Victoria read everything on the contract, the term 'slave' didn't sit well with her at first, but she felt an excitement in her body she had never experienced before. It was the excitement of not knowing what would happen, what exactly would being 'a slave' entail. She had no idea, but she couldn't deny she wanted to find out. Hesitating, the pen hovering over the contract in her hand; she looked up at Phillip and saw the glow of the flames reflecting off his face and in his eyes, and she had never felt so alive... and so she decided to do possibly the most irrational thing she'd ever done in her life... she put pen to paper and signed.
Phillip raised his glass and said,
“So be it, we are now master and slave. Finish your drink Victoria. There is much work to be done.”
Victoria finished the last drop of champagne, and Phillip led her out to a hallway lit with oil lamps from a bygone era. She wondered why there was no electricity in that section of the house, but knew that it must be because it kept a certain ambiance to the place. As the lights cast shadows on the walls, flickering and dancing, she walked past old oil paintings. Phillip led her by the hand to a door, and then, turning around to face her, he held both of her hands in his, and told her,
“After this, there will be no going back. Do you understand?”
Victoria knew what he meant to say, this was her last chance to back out of the deal. But she didn't want to. His eyes, his face, his bearing, all told her that this was a man who knew what life was all about, and knew what it was she really needed, even though she herself was unsure. She replied simply, looking up at him,
“I understand.”
Phillip opened the door and walked her down some dark stairs that were barely lit. Arriving at the bottom, she saw a room glowing with candles placed all around. Phillip must have had his servant prepare the room, she thought. In the center of the room was a four-poster bed, adorned with satin sheets. But on the walls were manacles that hung downwards. On a table were various implements, the like of which Victoria could scarcely guess at, although the huge dildo and vibrators caught her eye and she knew exactly what they were for. Candelabras were positioned around the room, giving the place a regal feel to it. Phillip took off his dinner jacket and threw it on the bed and walked back towards Victoria and told her firmly to sit on one of the leather chairs in the room,
“Now you will submit to everything I say” Victoria simply nodded, and took her position. Phillip then knelt down in front of her and told her to spread her legs wide,
“The first phase of your initiation as my slave will now begin.”, Victoria saw the gleam in his eyes as he looked at her, and then his eyes traced their way down to her panties. She could feel the wetness already seeping through the silk, and then Phillip stroked his fingers over the outside lightly. Victoria's legs were positioned over either arm of the chair, and Phillip used one finger to pull her panties to the side, revealing her shaven pussy. Phillip gave out a pant, one solitary pant for a second, taking in the view of his slave's soft and wet mound in front of him. Bringing his face forward towards her, Victoria saw him extend his tongue, as it then finally moved along her lips and pressed inwards along her wetness. Victoria's hips moved forward to receive more of his tongue, as it glided up and down her. Philip allowed his tongue to move down towards her wet entrance, and Victoria's body jolted with expectation. Pulling her hips forward more, Phillip spread her lips open wide, and thrust his tongue deep inside her. She gyrated her hips instinctively ,as he slid his long tongue in and out of her rhythmically. She felt her body go limp and compliant.
As she looked down at him, Victoria felt a primal flush of intense desire for him to take her completely; it wasn't only that now seeing his chiseled features feasting on her pussy was making her need his lordly manhood inside her, it was the whole situation. She had signed the contract, and somehow, the fact she now couldn't refuse him, only made her need him more.
Philip got up and went over to the table and brought back a long vibrator. His face was partially cast in a shadow from the light of the candles, but as he got closer to Victoria, she could see his intense eyes looking deeply at her, as if melting her, and into a place no one else had really ever entered.
“This is my first implement of your training. And you will have to take as much of it as I see fit.” Phillip was holding the vibrator up for her to see,
“It's really not necessary.” Said Victoria, “Just give me your cock Phillip, that's what I really want.”
Victoria was surprised by her own direct and lustful request, but she was feeling dizzy, and feeling her need for him reach boiling point. But Phillip became stern, and fixedly looked her in the eye and told her,
“It is not for you to say what you want, it is for you to accept what is given unquestioningly. This is the part of your training that will turn you into the submissive you are destined to be.”
Victoria went silent in anticipation, as Phillip then put the top of the vibrator into her and turned it on. Victoria felt the head of it vibrate inside. Phillip then slipped it deliciously further into her, as far as it could go. Victoria gasped, and then Phillip eased it in and out slowly, teasing her was he looked in her eyes. The vibration from it was hitting Victoria's pleasure spots, and she could feel herself getting wetter,
“Please sir, can I touch my breasts.” Victoria begged him,
“Good girl. You are learning fast. I knew you had potential. Yes, you may.”
Victoria reached into her silk bra and started massaging her own breast, and touched her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Just as she did this, and was looking at Phillip concentrating intently on the vibrator going in and out of her pussy, Phillip leaned forward again, and started licking her clit. Victoria's back arched as Phillips warm tongue lapped at her like waves breaking on the beach. He started to push harder and harder with the vibrator inside her. It was almost too much for Victoria to take as it seemed larger than she had expected, and Phillip then had to forcibly hold Victoria's legs up so he could continue to pleasure her with the vibrator, and still lick her the way he knew she needed.
Phillip could feel that Victoria was strong-willed, and that it was going to take some real work and discipline to make her compliant, and so slapped her hard on her bare ass, leaving a red hand mark where his hand had been. Victoria yelped, and acquiesced her body further as the vibrator stimulated the base of her cervix. Victoria wanted to ride on it, the more she got, the more she wanted; but what she really desired was some further orders from her new master, her first master. Phillip seemed to sense what she wanted, and moved her body around, bending her over the chair.
