I Want To Be Your Slave - Sex Stories

I Want To Be Your Slave

... "Indeed that would be a shame." Agreed Maria. "Uh huh." I nodded in agreement. "Did I mention I really like it when a woman tells me what to do, at least sexually. The ones I've known have been a little shy about that sort of thing." "I don't know what came over me." asserted Maria, "I never imagined I'd behave like that. But it also turned me on. It was like a dark shadow fell over my soul." "Why don't we call that 'Dark Maria', if that's not redundant." "Redundant?" "Redundant means no longer needed, or having been replaced. You are obviously dark already, so its not necessary for you to also be dark." "A pun then." "In this case, somewhat." I agreed. "I hope to see Dark Maria in future. In fact I really think I should see more dark, Maria. I've satisfied you already, and you're still fully clothed, as am I." "I don't know if I'm satisfied, I may be just resting, I may have more work for you later. However, why don't you undress me." "My pleasure madam." "And when you're done, why don't you undress, your trousers will thank you for it." I tried to efficiently undress Maria, but I had no experience with petticoats, they were a bit of a puzzle, much to Maria's amusement. "I'm glad you have Louisa and Hanna to aid me." Her magnificent dark skin was finally reveled, I bathed in its glory, awestruck. "Oy!" interjected Maria, "Get those togs off!" She was obviously getting used to being the domme. "At once madam." I made as good a show of complying, as I imagine a Chippendale ...

... might. (I'm straight, I've never seen them perform.) Then I stood in front of her naked and ... prominent. I bowed my head and asked "Do I meet with madam's approval?" Maria, magnificent and recumbent, smiled her most endearing smile while looking me up "Mmm" and down "oh my! its enormous." her eyes widened. I joined her on the bed, and I sampled the goods on displays, she was every bit as pleasant to feel as she looked. I complimented her on her choice of words. "Very good Maria, you should always compliment a man on the size of his manhood, we're an insecure bunch, we always worry that we won't measure up. We need all the reassurance we can get." "But it is big! I don't know how it would ever fit." I never thought I was that big myself, but my girlfriends had sometimes had problems with it. "I doubt it will be a problem I'm sure we'll find out soon enough." She looked eager at the prospect. "But first a few more practical lessons. First I'll say, 'never trust a man with a hard on'". "Hard on? You mean ..." looking at the obvious. "Yes, hard on is one name for it in its tumescence. Actually come to think of it, 'hard on' is a phrase I'm comfortable using. And what I mean by never trust a man with a hard on is that when a man gets into this state he stops thinking, at least with his head, his little head ..." indicating the obvious, "will take over thinking for him. There's nothing that will stop the little head from getting what it wants. He'll lie and cheat, he'll use all the ...