The Slutty Bride 1 - Sex Stories

The Slutty Bride 1

... how I can destroy your life. Be quick, little bitch. ;)" I was shocked to read this message. I thought I had outrun the devil, but the devil had found me. She was here. She had found me. The reason I left Canada a year ago, was this devil, Kate. Before I came to India, met Vikas, and fell in love with him, I had a very different life, back in Canada. I was, and I guess I still am bisexual. I love women as much as I love men. I have had many female partners during my time, spent in Canada, but all this happened before I met Kate. Kate and I met at a friend's party on a drunken night, and instantly felt a connection. She was exceptionally gorgeous. Her curvy frame was beautifully complimented by her long, wavy blonde hair, and mesmerizing eyes. We danced together, had a good time together, and later that night, ended up having sex in Kate's car. It was a beautiful night, and neither of us wanted to stop the fun. We met several times after that, and slept together almost every time we met. After few such meetings, Kate revealed her secret to me. She was a Mistress, a Dom. She loved being the dominant person in the relationship, and wanted me to become her "submissive pet." I was new to all of this and had never experienced anything like that before. I was reluctant to become what she wanted. Some part of me was aroused and excited. I felt a certain thrill to try what she wanted. I wanted to try such a lifestyle. After some not so heavy thinking, I agreed to become whatever she ...

... wanted. But since I wasn't sure, I demanded that we just give it a try, and not consider that scenario on a permanent basis. Kate agreed, with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. We began with a light bondage session. She was very gentle even when she spanked me. She just didn't want me to get scared, and run away. She succeeded. I had fallen in love with her, and everything she did to me. I kept on going back to her, again, and again. What had started with light bondage and gentle spanking, turned into extreme bondage. I used to be kept tied for whole weekends. She taught me how to endure pain. She taught me how to become submissive. She used to punish me whenever I did a mistake. She loved it so much, that sometimes, she even punished me without any reason. My punishments ranged from cum denial, to heavy spanking. What had started as fun, had eventually turned into torture. I wanted to run away from her, but was scared. Over the year that I spent with Mistress Kate, she took enough pictures of me, and had video taped several of our sessions. That was enough evidence to destroy my life. I felt like I had no choice, but to comply. But, to be honest, some part of me didn't want to leave mistress. Some part of me wanted to forget everything, and just be with her, do whatever she ordered. I was completely trapped in her charm and beauty, and was surprisingly happy about it. But whenever I was thrown out of my comfort zone, it all would come back to me, my desire to run away ...