Master Takes His slut's Soul Ch. 03

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Slut goes toy shopping.
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Part 4 of the 12 part series

Updated 10/11/2022
Created 04/07/2004
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This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3.

little-nymphe

I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of blouse, lingering over my breasts. Then I smooth the fabric of my blue silk skirt. I am day dreaming. My mind far away from this plush office with its beautiful furniture. I still can't believe I have this job. How I was so lucky to have my Master choose me. My mind taking in the events of the past several weeks. Everything had happened so fast.

Reliving meeting my Master face to face for the first time. How it felt to be taken, I mean really taken completely. How we experienced so much in the hotel room. Remembering his touch as he took me in my new home. I feel my pussy getting wet at the recollection of his touch, his control.

As I am lost in thought, the telephone rings startling me out of my day dreams.

I reach over and pick up the receiver. In a very professional voice I say "Hello, may I help you?" I hear your voice and my heart skips a beat.

"Hello, slut," you say.

Trying to find my voice I whisper, "Hello, Master."

You say, "I have a task for you today, my little slut. I want you to go shopping today. You are to go to that store that I told you about. The one that is about 10 miles from your work. When you get there, call me on your cell phone. Do not go in until you call me. I want you to leave at noon and go directly there. Don't forget, slut, to call me when you get there while you are still in your car. I will tell you what to do when you call me. Do you understand my instructions slut?"

"Master," I speak softly my heart pounding so loud in my ears. "Which phone number do you want me to call? Your office or your cell phone?"

You speak clear and concise. "Slut, you will call me on my cell phone. You know the number and remember my instructions, don't forget."

"Yes Master, I understand."

You say "Good slut, now get back to work and quit day dreaming!"

I gasp. "How did you know I was day dreaming Master?"

I can almost hear you smile, then I hear you speak. "Because I always know what my slut is doing and thinking. Good bye, my slut."

"Good bye, Master."

My mind was reeling as I hang up the phone. The time on the computer monitor it is 10:00 a.m., and there is a lot of work I have to do before noon. But it is difficult to focus. Your voice keeps echoing in my mind. I struggle through the next two hours. Somehow getting a good portion of my work done. At noon, I get up from my desk, grab my purse and gently close the door behind me. My heart racing, as I walk to my car, feeling my pussy getting very wet. Feeling the wetness on bare pussy as you don't let me wear panties anymore. I love the feeling of my smoothly shaven pussy slippery wet as I walk. Reminding me I am a slut, your slut.

My heels click against the concrete of the garage as I walk towards my car. I click the button on the remote to unlock the car. I open the door and climb in, my skirt rising to just beneath my pussy. If anyone was looking at just the right angle they could see my glistening wet lips.

I put the key in the ignition and start my car, pulling out of the garage and onto the road. It seems like I was hitting every red light. Wishing I could call you now, I love to hear your voice, but knowing I must wait till the time I get to the toy store. My mind wanders to you, to your touch. Then I start to wonder what you have in mind.

I pull into the parking lot and turn off the motor. My heart racing, I dial your number. Hearing the phone ring once, twice, three, four times. You don't answer. "Damn," I swear to myself, wondering if it took me too long to get here and you had to leave or something. I wait a minute and dial your number again. It rings, once, twice, on the third ring I hear your voice. My heart skips as I hear you say hello.

"Hello Master, I am here at the store. Just as you told me to. I ache for you Master. I wish you were here with me."

You speak, "Very good my little slut, you have pleased your Master. Now listen carefully. You are to go into the store and find the sales woman, not the sales man but the woman. Go to her, when you find her hand her your phone and tell her your Master wants to speak with her. Those exact words slut, no others. Do you understand slut?"

"Yes, Master I understand."

You say, "Good my little slut, now do as you are told."

I get out of the car and start walking to the store. All the while you are telling me what a good little slut I am. How I please you and how much I mean to you, and that you want no one other than who you own right now and that your slut is more than what you could have hoped for.

I hear your words and my pussy gets wetter. I speak softly into the phone, "Master, you are more than I could have ever hoped for. My life is yours and I am yours." As I finger my collar around my neck, the gold collar you gave me that day in the hotel. The one I cherish marking me as yours.

You hear the chime as I open the door. I look around not seeing anyone at first. Then I see the salesman but know I am not to go to him. I look around more. Then behind the other side of the wall I see a woman. She is young and pretty. I walk up to her and ask her "Do you work here?" She nods her head, indicating that she does.

I say, "My Master wishes to speak with you," as I hand her the phone.

I stand there as she speaks with you on the phone. All she is saying is confirmation words to him. I am curious what my Master is telling her. My heart is pounding so loud I am certain she can hear it. She is looking at me, up and down my body. She is smiling. I see a devilish glint in her eyes.

She says "Yes, I understand, I will take care of everything not to worry." She then hands the phone back to me.

Your voice comes clear over the phone. "Slut, I want you to select a new butt plug, a new dildo, and then I want you to close your eyes and spin twice and walk forward and whatever your hand touches will be your third selection. Slut, you need to keep in mind that you already have a butt plug and dildo so I want you to pick something that is over the edge more than you would normally select for yourself. Something that will be decadent to your mind and your body. Do you understand my instructions my slut?"

"Yes, Master I understand." I look at all the butt plugs. They all look so big and scary looking. Knowing you want me to pick one that is pushing my limits. The entire time I am going thru the selection of plugs my pussy is getting wetter, I can feel my juices coating my thighs. I find one that is larger then I would choose on my own.

I speak into the phone. "Master, I am looking at this plug and its pink and it's about the size in diameter of a cock it is wider at the base then narrows with 4 different size kind of rounded areas as it is smaller at the tip and grows bigger as it gets closer to the base. Will this please you Master?"

You speak. "Yes, slut that is perfect. Now go select a dildo. And slut make sure it is one that will please me."

"Yes, Master."

I move to the dildo section. I am looking at all the different dildo's and vibes. My cunt is now dripping, and I am so certain I am going to drip on the floor, I press my thighs together, embarrassed as the sales woman watches me. Knowing she sees the flush on my cheeks and notices my heavier breathing, I ask her. "What is the difference between the cyber skin and the jelly dildos?" She tells me that the cyber skin ones feel more realistic.

Then my eye catches a big black dildo. I look at this and take it off the rack. It has peaked my curiosity I have never seen anything like it before. It has a tube on it with a bulb on the end. I hand it to her as I am telling you about it on the phone and ask her to tell me what it does. She tells me it's an inflatable dildo it can be blown up to 3 to 4 times its size to stretch the opening wide. My heart races, as I know you have heard her description.

I ask you. "Master, it's an inflatable dildo. What do you think? Would you be pleased with this toy?"

You say "Oh yes slut, that is perfect! Get that one. Now close your eyes and spin around twice and walk forward; whatever you touch is your final purchase."

I speak softly. "Yes Master, I understand."

I close my eyes spin twice and walk forward. Holding my one hand in front of me. Walking forward till I come to a display my hand touches a box. Damn it's a box, I think to myself not knowing what it is. My eyes are still closed. You say, "Slut, don't open your eyes but ask the sales woman to come over and take it from you so you can't see it."

"Yes Master."

I turn in the direction that I think the sales woman is standing and speak, "My Master would like you to take this item and remove it so I can't see it."

I then hand the box to the sales woman and after a moment open my eyes, handing her my other two items.

At this point my cunt is dripping and my body is aching. I speak into the phone, "Master, I am so fucking wet."

You say, "I know you are slut, just as you should be. Now I want you to do just as the sales woman tells you. Keep the phone on and go tell her it is time."

I look at the sales woman and speak. My body is trembling, not certain what will happen. "My Master says it is time."

She takes my hand and leads me to the blindfolds, picking out one as she tells me to close my eyes. I look at her and tell her I don't need a new blindfold that she must be mistaken that I already have one at home that my Master gave me.

She says "You are not purchasing this, it is a loaner. Do as you are told, as your Master has instructed, you are to follow my orders right now."

Nervous I speak into the phone. "Master? Is she speaking the truth? I am nervous. No one has ever blindfolded me but you."

You say in a calming voice. "Hush my little one it is ok. You can trust her and know that I would never put you in another's hands that I did not know I could trust. Do as you are told. Now slut, before you displease your Master."

I nervously submit. Closing my eyes she places the blindfold over them, securing it in the back. It is tight not letting in any light. She can see I am trembling. She lays a reassuring hand on my arm and whispers. "It is ok, no harm will come to you I promise." I am still nervous as she takes my hand and leads me somewhere. It seems like we are walking forever. I hear a door creak and she leads me into a room and then I hear the door close.

I hear your voice over the phone, very calming, very reassuring. You know I am afraid. You know I don't trust easily. You know how vulnerable I feel.

"My little one, you will allow the sales woman to remove your clothes and you will stand perfectly still slut, not moving at all. Do you understand my sweet little slut?"

"Master," I gasp, "Please no."

You speak. "Do not deny your Master slut, I own you and you will do as I say. Do you understand me slut?"

Head down, in a soft voice into the phone I say "Yes, Master" I know I have displeased you.

I seem to be standing there forever. I here her move around making sounds as she moves something. I hear her come near. She unzips my skirt and it falls to the floor. A thin chain lays against my stomach and travels down to my clit. Then she unbuttons my blouse and it is seemly slipped from my body. Next my bra is removed and my nipples harden instantly. The Y chain revealed completely that is connecting my hard nipples to my clit. My heart is racing, I am standing nude before this woman I don't know. Not knowing what my Master has planned or what he intends.

I speak into the phone "Master, I am scared."

I hear you say in a whisper. It is barely audible. "All will be fine little one, you must trust me by now. Trust me completely my sweet little slut."

"Yes, Master," I say. Though doubts are still running rampant through my mind. I am guided to something flat and gently pushed down onto it. No words are spoken. I lie down. The phone is taken from my hand. Then I feel leather padded cuffs attached to my wrists and ankles. The cuffs are attached to the table restraining me at each point. I start to panic my heart starts to pound wanting to do my Masters bidding but nervous. I cry out "Master" hoping you will hear me on the phone praying you are still there. Nothing but silence is heard. My heart is pounding. My body is sweating.

The Y chain is lightly tugged on, I moan out softly. Then it is pulled harder, I moan out even louder arching my body against my bonds. The fire in my nipples and clit igniting my core. My cunt soaking wet. I feel my legs spread wide as the padded table splits at the point of my legs. I am open and vulnerable.

Then I feel something moving over my naked body, it feels like little tiny soft fingers. My body shivers and trembles I am calling out for my Master. I am afraid. Tears trickle down my cheeks.

Suddenly, I feel a large strong hand on my arm. I scream out knowing it is not the sales woman. My mind in a panic. Oh god I think I am at the mercy of a stranger, a man I don't know. My chest heaving as fear takes over. Trying to get away from this strangers touch.

Then a whisper. "Quiet little one it is me, I am here. Your Master, Your Owner. I would never let anyone hurt you. You are my prized possession."

You kiss my lips. I know it is you. I sob. Relieved that I am safe.

"Oh Master, I was so scared. Why did you scare me like that?"

You say, "First slut, you need to learn not to question me so much, but because you are still learning I will tell you. I needed to know how much you were willing to do for your Master, your owner, slut. I needed to know how much you trust me"

My mind races. "But Master you know I would do anything you asked of me."

You speak softly, as you cup my cheek then remove the blindfold. "Slut, I needed to know that you trust me completely. We are just starting and we can be nothing without complete trust."

"Yes Master I understand."

I am still cuffed to the table. You look at your watch. "Slut, can you spare more time for your Master? Take a long lunch for me?"

"Yes, Master. Anything for you Sir."

You lift something up showing me what the purchase was in the box that I had randomly picked out. Well it wasn't random at all as I had thought. Unknown to me you had told the sales woman to make sure I selected it. My eyes grow large as I see a soft leather flogger. My heart starts to pound. "Master you know I don't do pain like what is caused by a flogger, please please no Master god no."

You lean down next to my ear and whisper, "Now slut have I ever hurt you beyond what you could endure? And didn't you get extreme pleasure the last time I took you?"

I whisper "No Master you have never hurt me beyond what I could endure and you have always given me the greatest pleasure."

Then you say. "Trust me slut. Trust me with all your heart and soul. I own you and would never hurt or break my own property."

"Yes Master" I say. Knowing I would deny you nothing.

You start to lightly stroke the flogger over my body not hitting but letting the soft leather ends just glide over my flesh. My pussy is getting very wet, I can feel it's juices trickle down my ass crack. Then you move the flogger in more of a light striking motion. Hitting my breasts and cunt with the flogger. The ends touching my flesh, making my flesh tingle and get pink. I moan softly.

You smile down at me and say, "Slut I thought you didn't like floggers."

I blush, realizing that my Master knows me better than I know myself.

You move over to a sink in the room and wash the plug and dildo with soap and water and bring them back over to the table. I look at you. You smile down at me. Your eyes full of love and pride.

You tell me to relax. Then you slide the butt plug into my dripping wet cunt to get it well lubed before you start to work it in my tight ass. I gasp as you slowly slide it in. Looking up into your eyes as you fill my ass with the new plug. Moaning as I feel it sliding so slowly and deep into my tight ass.

You tell me to relax. You know it is bigger than my other plug but you are certain I can handle it. Gasping as it slides in and sinks fully in place. You lean down and kiss me full on the lips. Moans escape my lips as the plug is set so deep filling me, my pussy getting even wetter.

You then take the inflatable dildo and place it inside my tight wet cunt. I moan out loud, "Oh god Master." Feeling myself filled, you start to stroke the dildo in and out of my dripping cunt. Then you stop and start inflating it. Pumping it bigger and bigger. Feeling my cunt stretched as you inflate it more. I moan out loud. "Oh god Master! Please let your fucking slut cum for you." The urge to cum more than I can bear, needing to cum with all that I am.

You say, "No slut, you are not going to cum yet. Do you understand me, my cum slut?"

"Yes Master," sobbing as I fight back the building explosion.

The inflatable dildo inflated to the maximum filling my cunt. My ass filled with the new larger butt plug. You start to lightly stroke my breasts and nipples with the flogger. Never hurting just heightening the sensation. I am wreathing from side to side straining against my bonds.

You are smiling seeing my reaction. My breasts getting pink but only light pain. My nipples hard, my body straining.

"Master, Master please." Begging you now aching, unable to fight off the explosion that is building. Panting so hard as I gasp for air knowing I will fail soon. I start to pant louder and faster as my body come alive.

You say, "Beg me you fucking little slut, beg like the bitch in heat you are."

Screaming, "Please Master please let your fucking slut come for you! Please oh god I can't hold it Master, Master oh god Master please!"

Suddenly you growl. "Cum bitch. Cum for your Master now. Cum hard like the fucking little cum slut you are!"

I scream out exploding, "OH MASTER GOD!!!"

My juices pouring out of my cunt. Soaking the table as I wreath and twist at my bonds. Screaming out repeatedly as I cum and cum and cum and cum. My body thrashing. My cunt squeezes tight around the dildo and my ass pulls the plug deeper inside as I cum and cum.

Your hands stroking the hair from my eyes so gently so tenderly. You lean down and kiss me softly on the mouth. "What a good little slut you are cumming so well for your Master." You are stroking me holding me as I come down. My entire body electrified.

You undo my bonds. I am weak unable to move. You remove the dildo from my dripping pussy, but you tell me you are leaving the butt plug in. You help me dress. My body still trembling from after shocks and feeling a bit light headed. I look up into your eyes. You are kissing me all over. Praising me. Telling me, what a good little slut I am. Trusting you completely. I smile. After you have me dressed you lead me, half carrying me out of the room. As we walk out I see it is a store room in the back of the store converted for a special requests. You hand the sales woman a few hundred dollars. That should cover everything. You take the bag of toys. Commenting to me that you will put these to good use.

She looks at us with a knowing grin. You walk me to my car and put me in the passenger seat. You take my cell phone and dial my office. You tell me, "Tell them you are feeling drained and not quite good enough to come back to work."

You smile at me, we both know the source of my being drained. I nod my head and speak on the phone. Then I hang up the phone. You drive us back to my house. I look at you as your hand rests on my thigh.

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