This happened about thirty years ago and I have never told anyone. It is so bizarre that no-one would believe it anyway.
I was twenty seven years of age and struggling to keep my garage/gas station open.
My first marriage had ended in a divorce, when my ex-wife discovered that I am a Dominant. She was horrified and wanted me to seek professional help in order to be “cured.” I felt that a real Master/slave relationship is much stronger than a marriage. (I still believe that.) But we were at an impasse and I was not going to argue with her every day.
So I readily agreed to a divorce and moved out the next day.
One day a female that I had never seen came to my garage. Business was slow and I was cleaning and reorganizing the work area.
I heard a soft voice say, “Sir, could you help me please?”
I turned to see a stunning brunette in a short skirt, with a blouse that was too small. Her large tits looked as they would explode out of that flimsy material. began doing a slow scan of that beautiful body and it was something to scan!
Those long, muscular legs, with sheer black stockings and spike heels.
Her lipstick was blood red and applied to a perfect mouth along with startling blue eyes. This female had the whole package and it was put together right!
I was standing there gawking and had not said a single word, but damn it’s rare to see something that looks that good.
I gave her an order, “squeeze my cock fuckmeat.”
Immediately I felt her ass-hole tighten and then her ass muscles began to feel as they writhing, the sensation was amazing. My balls instantly tightened and my cock got harder. I began to pump cum into her ass that was doing such wonderful things to my cock.
I leaned back against my tool box and studied her, she was not sweating, not even breathing hard.
I thought, “this is one strange slave.”
She smiled and spoke, “Sir, are you alright?”
I cleared my throat and replied, “uh yeah, sorry but I……….”
She laughed showing white teeth and dimples then said, “oh it’s ok sometimes I get lost in thought, myself.”
I asked, “you said something about getting help?”
She answered softly, “yes Sir, I really need your Dominance.”
I gasped and answered, “damn baby, you are straightforward!”
She lowered her eyes and spoke, “I need your Dominance, your pain and your control…………I promise to make it worth your while if you would show me this kindness.”
I thought, “how does she know that I a Dominant?”
I was surprised again when she sank those lovely knees onto that grimy floor. She lifted her arms over her head and bowed until her forehead touched the floor.
That is the only time in my life that I hesitated to take a slave. Especially the most beautiful slave that I had ever seen.
She spoke with her head on the floor, “please Master, I will beg, suck your toes, lick your ass, please I have the strongest need for your powerful body.”
My cock was already semi-hard and when she said that it sprang out full length causing me to reach inside my pants and pull it up against my stomach.
My mind may have hesitated, but my cock was screaming “FUCK HER!”
I ordered her to remain as she was and she replied sexily, “yes my Master with the wonderful cock.”
I rushed around and closed the shop, to hell with business today!
But in the back of my mind I still had that niggling thought., “how did she know that I was a Dominant.”
But my cock had control right now, so I finished securing the shop.
When I returned to the work area, she was standing at the work bench with her hands holding the edge. She had removed all of her clothing retaining only the stockings and heels.
I spoke, “slave you were ordered to stay as you were!”
She replied demurely, “yes Master, I am disobedient….oohhhh nooo Master will punish me now!”
I answered my dominance rising, “yes bitch that is exactly what I am going to do!”
She did not move as I used duct tape and secured her wrists. I forced her legs apart. I did not have any toys at the garage, so I would have to improvise. I selected a drive belt made of hard rubber, the belt was frayed.
I spoke to her beautiful back and said, “count each stroke and thank Master.”
I swung the belt fairly hard and she did not flinch nor did she count.
I spoke angrily and said, “I told you to count!”
She answered, “Oh I am sorry Master, I did not realize that you struck me.” adding “tell me when you strike and I will count.”
I went livid, this arrogant fucking tramp drags her ass into my shop and begs me to dominate her ass. Then she has the nerve to belittle my punishment?
I said harshly, “Ok fuckmeat, let’s see if you feel this, you uppity cunt!”
I had to twist my body around to get the maximum swing, because I intended to lift her feet off the floor.
I unleashed the strike and the belt sank deep into her ass cheeks.
She counted that time, but I intended to make this a lesson. I became winded when the count reached eighty-three strikes.
I saw that while her was ass red, there was not a single drop of blood.
She was moaning and twisting her wrists, saying “take me with that wonderful cock, please Master oh please.”
I spread her ass cheeks and drove my nine inch cock into her ass, she squirmed against me. I was deliberately being brutal, but she seemed to love it.
Saying huskily, “rip me open Master, hurt me, use that cock on my ass.”
She didn’t need to say a word as I was in full stride.
I was ramming into her as fast as I could and she met every stroke.
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