From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... Mortified, I look over to see who is coming. They are surprisingly close. Master grabs my head, turning it back and down to his boots, forcing my face down onto one of them. "Kiss my boot, bitch!" I kiss his boot. He lets go of my head, "now kiss them both and keep kissing them." I kiss both boots. The smell and taste of the leather triggers my boner to pop back up after it had settled down some when my face was smashed into the asphalt. The humiliation of being discovered by the motorcyclists, bound and kissing my Master's boots, just makes me hornier.

The motorcycles slow and stop.

"Keep kissing bitch!" I feel utterly exposed and vulnerable but I keep kissing his boots - they are beginning to get moist from my lips. There is something soothing about it.

"Hey, Ace, watcha got there?" one of the bikers hoots out.

"Breaking this bitch," his alpha status clear in his tone. "Get things ready at the club."

"Oh fuck yeah!", the biker yells as he drives by and gives my ass a hard leather-gloved slap. Followed by a hard slap on the other cheek from the other biker as he drives off. It stings like hell. I keep kissing Master's boots - feeling confused by how much the pain and humiliation turns me on. My balls are up tight and my cock head swells as I feel completely demeaned by Master and the bikers.

"That's right bitch. You will beg me to claim you as my property to do with as I want. You will be naked at all times. There will be nothing left of you from before me. ...

... You will be my fuck bitch. You will submit yourself to the club with no choice but to be fucked whenever and wherever."

He tells me to stop kissing as he puts one foot off to the side. I stare at the boot still just below my face. I hear him rustle through his pouch. "This joint is even more special than the one you smoked at the club parking lot." "Here is what will happen: You will kiss my boot, then slowly kiss your way up my leg. Before each kiss you will take a drag on this joint and hold it as you kiss my leg. After each kiss and exhale you will stay down and beg me, 'Master, please fuck my pussy mouth.'

I feel wholly degraded in my submission, but I must do it. I take a drag from the joint Master holds down to me. I hold the smoke while kissing his leg a little higher than before, then exhale and plead with him, "Master, please fuck my pussy mouth."

I am expecting another drag from the joint. The first drag was making me light headed, horny and uninhibited all at the same time. Instead, suddenly my ass explodes with pain as Master hits me with a leather strap. "Say it like you mean it, bitch," he orders me as he holds the joint down for me to take another toke.

My body shudders. I inhale deeply from the joint and kiss the same spot on his boot but through my kiss, I try to make him feel my desire for him to fuck my pussy mouth. When I can't hold it any longer, I exhale and plead, trying to say it in a way that will please him, "Master, please fuck my pussy ...