mischeviousgirl

My first try at writing erotica:

Chapter One

So excited and anxious, it’s our first full weekend alone, completely alone.  I have no clue what to expect, really shouldn’t be expecting anything, and yet I can’t keep my mind from racing. We have never truly discussed a D/s relationship, never talked about our or my fantasies (maybe he has none) but there is just something about him that makes me feel like he knows.  As I drive to the house my heart is racing, I am breathing too fast, and I can barely sit still in the seat and then I chastise myself because I am getting all worked up for possibly nothing.  He might not have a clue; he may not even be interested; this may be nothing more than a romantic weekend getaway. I take a deep breath I think about what he said to me over the phone to try and make sense of it. He was so specific, so direct and to the point, could he possibly know?  My heart starts pounding again as I think of what he said and how “Today after work you need to come straight to the house, don’t worry about clothes you will not need them. Make sure everyone know that to reach you they must contact me. I have arranged for everything to be taken care of; this is my weekend.” I realize I am about to turn on to the street and my heart feels as if it will pound right out of my chest, I am breathing so fast; I pull off to the side of the road to try and calm myself down. After a few minutes I get back on the road, my heart is still pounding, but I know I cannot just sit there and I cannot keep him waiting.

I pull into the driveway and see the front door open; he must have been watching for me and there appears to be something in his hand that I cannot see. I get out of the truck and start to walk towards the back to get my bag when he says “leave it”. I stop, look over towards him and he motions me to him, I walk to him, head down; to try and hide my nerves and because of his intense stare. He opens the screen door and motions to a chair on the porch “sit down”. I walk over to the chair, sit, and start to say something when he holds up his finger and shakes his head.  His other hand is now behind his back so I know for sure he is holding something but I cannot see what it is. He says “I want to go over the house rules before we go into the house”.  I look up at him surprised, shocked, and excited.  “This will give you a chance to leave before we go inside, once inside, you have no safe words, no say, and are mine” I just continue to look up at him in awe my mind racing with the way he is talking to me and the things he is saying.  Could this really be happening? Is this really what I want? Realizing that my heart is racing and my panties are wet I know this is exactly what I have been wanting. “Should I continue?” It takes me a second to realize he is waiting for a response; when I do with my head down I whisper “yes Sir”; he tells me you will have to speak louder than that.  I look up at him and say “yes Sir”. The way he smiles at me at that moment makes me realize I am in trouble but at the same time happy to be there.  “First rule is that you will not wear anything while in the house unless I provide it. You will step in the front door and immediately disrobe, fold your clothes, and place them on the table beside the front door. You will put your keys and cell phone there as well for the rest of the weekend.  Second is that you will always be on your knees, unless the task I give you requires you to be on your feet. So after folding your clothes and placing everything on the table I expect you to kneel down on to the floor. Always no matter if you are kneeling, standing, sitting or laying you will be in the “slut” position; legs spread wide, so that I can see and have access to “my pussy” at all times.  I have at this point put my head down again; I am so embarrassed by my reaction to what he is saying that I cannot bare to look at him. I know he cannot see it but my panties are soaked, my heart is pounding and my breathing has quickened. He takes his finger places it under my chin, raising my head he says “Do you understand what I am telling you?” Do you understand the slut position? I shake my head up and down and he says “Then why have you not already moved your legs apart?” and then motions for me to do so. I am so stunned at that moment I don’t even move I just stare at him amazed that he is being so bold.  He stares back at me and then says “Excuse me I believe I told you to do something” I quickly move my legs apart giggling I say “I am sorry, Sir” He says “Pet I don’t want to have to repeat myself again, there will be consequences”. I immediately stop giggling, put my head down, and tell him I am sorry. “OK, once you are in the house and kneeling on the floor you are expected to never leave my side; this is your third rule. Unless I dismiss you I expect to see you at my feet always, if I am in the living room sitting on the couch you are kneeling at my feet, if I am in the kitchen you are kneeling at my feet, and if I am in the study on the computer you are under my desk, kneeling at my feet..Understood?”  I quickly reply “yes sir” If I should dismiss you; I have placed small little cushions in the corners of different rooms that you are to go and lay on.  You can either lay on your back or stomach but you must be looking at me and have your legs spread as wide as possible. “Fourth rule is that you do not speak unless directly spoken to or to ask permission; you must ask permission for everything. You have to ask to go to the restroom, to eat, to drink, to cum, etc.  I expect you to start all questions with “May I” and the first question should always be “May I speak”.”  “This brings me to your fifth rule; you will eat and drink from my hand and only what I give you. Everything will be hand fed to you while you kneel on the floor at my feet. I will do the cooking but you will be expected to the cleaning; this will be one of those rare occasions when you can stand.  You will be expected to do the dishes, sweep and mop the floors and anything else I desire you to do. I just keep staring at him, eyes wide open, and my heart pounding this is better than I had imagined.  I never knew he harbored these feelings of control.  He realizes I am off in another world and snaps his fingers in front of my face “Pay attention”. I meekly reply “yes sir”.  “I told you that you will only wear what I tell you too while inside; he stops and waits for a response, I shake my head yes sir.  He says anytime you are doing a task that requires standing and moving you will be wearing an anal plug made with long black horse hair. You might wear it other times too but I want to see the hair swishing across your bare ass and thighs and have you feel it inside you when you have the privilege of standing up.  The sixth rule is that you must always be ready for me, you must always be wet. I want to see you glisten and anytime I request for you to show me. Now I realize this will take some work on your part and you will be allowed to do so but again you must ask permission to masturbate. You must masturbate in front of me and your pussy and actions must be in plain view.  When you ask to masturbate I will decide how, the position, and where. You will not be allowed to cum unless I tell you, you can, and again you must ask. Of course I will take you when and where I decide so it is going to be in your best interest to remember the sixth rule because I will not care if you are wet or not, and if you are not you will be punished.  I give him a questioning look and he says I know there is a question there. I say “May I speak?” He says you may. “May I ask what kind of punishments am I subject to” He says you may ask but I am not going to tell you and it will be subject to my whim.  You will have to trust me and know that I will never permanently hurt or damage you.  I say “Yes Sir”.  He continues “You will swallow every drop of my cum, none will be wasted and I expect fellatio after I take you and at any other time I decide.  Rule seven is that you will always be clean and subject to an inspection. I will inspect you when we first go inside and again after each shower.  I know this first inspection there will be flaws and we will take care of them together. I will help you shave everything I want shaved and I will use teasers to make sure you are perfectly smooth.  This will be a ritual after every shower or bath. I will request for you to shower, you may request to shower, and I will give you baths as rewards to your good behavior and when you please me. How, when and where you sleep is rule eight.  You will be allowed to nap during the day when I have no use for you; you will nap at my feet or on the cushion if I have dismissed you. At night you will sleep on the bed with me curled up at the bottom by my feet. I suggest you nap when you can because you will be used much during the night to relieve my needs.  You will be actually used much for the next seventy two hours. I am startled by the seventy two hours; he knows I have to work on Monday. I glance up at him quickly, waiting to see what he will say.  He sits and stares at me to I realize he is waiting for me to ask; “May I speak?” “You may” “May I ask how I can be here for the next 72 hours; Sir knows I have to work” He laughs “because I took the liberty of requesting Monday off for you; you are mine for the next 72 hours”  “Now as I was saying, you will be used much over the next 72 hours so I highly suggest you nap when you can, is that understood?  I look up at him “Yes Sir”.  “When we leave the house, and I definitely plan to take you out to test you and show you off. You must follow rules nine and ten.  In the car you will ride with no pants on and sitting in the slut position. You will be required to walk directly behind me to my left, not speak unless spoken to, and wear the jeweled butt plug. You will dress as I see necessary which will include a collar and not look me in the eyes. I will take you shopping and expect you to follow these rules.  I also plan to take you to a couple of friends’ houses and you will be expected to serve them. It will be a small group of men that you will get drinks for, get their food, clean up after and generally take care of them. While at their home I have bought a pink bunny butt plug that you will wear and they will be allowed to touch/pull on. Again you will not speak unless spoken too. You might want to make sure you are nice and wet before we get to their house because I wouldn’t want to think you had to masturbate for them.

He stops and stares down at me, smiling, “I need to know if you can follow these rules, I need for you to understand that once behind that door, that you have no say to what happens to you. Everything will be done by me for my benefit and to please me. You can stop the play but to do so means getting dressed and leaving, nothing else will stop it. Do you understand?”  I shake my head yes.  He says “No, that is not enough, try again” I look up at him, look him straight in his eyes “yes Sir I understand that if I go into that house I am fully yours and at your mercy”.  At those words his eyes light up and his smile is all the approval I would ever need. I stand up walk to the door and stop and look at him. He nods and I open the door, heart pounding, almost unable to breathe as I walk into his world.

It seems the more I play the more confused I become... Maybe I am a switch looking for the Man who can be my master/dom and yet still allow me to be a Domme to that special sub. I have definitely learned I am not a pain slut and could quite possibly be a sadist....

I can also say I have fun along the way and can't wait for the new adventure.............

Hey Guys...  Let me ask you a question....

If you are not the MAN for me how do you ever expect to be my Dom/Master?

Take a look at what you bringing to the table and ask yourself if anyone serious about the lifestyle would be interested in what you are offering. If you are a fake or wannabe you are pissed right now and calling me a bitch.

If you are not maybe you should consider writing me.  

Again I am so disappointed with the attitude of the men I find on here and other sites who feel that dominating a woman somehow makes them a better person. Only a true dom or master can possibly understand that what a submissive is offering them is a gift. If you accept that gift then it is your responsbility to take care of it and treat it with the up most respect. Some of you claim to have experience and to know what you are doing but what you have experience in is belittling women and being sadist while doing it.  How can any "Dom" expect a true sub to submit to them if they do not show control over themselves?  Why would I want to give you control over me?

Thanks MASTERLKD... This statement is so true...

 A true Dom will seduce your mind he knows that once the mind is seduced then the body will follow.Your submission is a gift and a very prescious gift,a gift that should be given not taken!

A very wise friend (Dom) once said.....

Ive personally found if a woman truly trusts you with her body and knows you have her best interests at heart first and foremost, you can do ANYTHING! If there is unrestrained trust NO is not in a woman's vocabulary. If there is a shred of doubt...you're stuck with vanilla missionary and maybe a couple other things. Anal sex is NOT an issue of submission. It is an act of trust/love or hedonism depending upon the woman.