Yes, Master

by Margaret McHeyzer

  “Hey,” I say as I lock the house door and walk to the car.

  “What time you taking Lucy home? I’m horny and I bought a new vibrator that I want to use.”

  “Fuck, Stella. You can’t start a conversation like that, because now I need to get in the car with my daughter and try not to think of using that vibrator on your soaking wet pussy.”

  “I didn’t say it was for my pussy,” she says and then fucking giggles.

  “Damn it! Stop talking. I’ll be back in an hour.”

  “Okay, I’ll be waiting at your house. Oh, and your blood-work I did last week came back clear, so no more condoms.”

  “I’m damn hard and Lucy’s waiting, thank god I’m wearing a longer shirt to cover my hard-on. But please, Stella, stop torturing me with your words.”

  “Alright, well don’t take too long and I’ll see you soon.”

  “Bye,” I say and hang up. I walk as slow as I can to the car and try and reposition my erection in my jeans so it’s not so damn obvious.

  When I get in the car Lucy still seems quite angry as she chews on her nails and looks out the front window with an impervious look.

  “Lucy,” I try and start a conversation with her but she’s ignoring me. “Lucy,” I say again but she continues staring out the window. “Okay, chuck your tantrum because you’re still going.”

  The trip’s spent in silence except for the occasional huff that Lucy lets out.

  When we get to Joanna’s house, Lucy gets out of the car and rushes inside without saying a word to me. I follow because I want to talk to Joanna about Lucy’s temper tantrum and Macy.

  “Jo,” I call as I close the door.

  “Kitchen.”

  “Hey,” I say as I walk around the island bench and give her a kiss on the cheek.

  “What’s happening?”

  “Lucy’s pissed because she wanted to spend the day with Stella and myself. She’s all angry and upset.”

  “Well she’ll get over it.” Joanna laughs.

  “She will. Hey, there’s a girl at her school called Macy Parker, do you know anything about her?” I ask as I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and go sit down.

  “Yeah, her mother died from breast cancer a little while back and it’s just Macy and her dad. I know he works long hours but he tries to be there for Macy as much as he can. Why? What happened?” Joanna stops chopping her vegetables and comes to sit beside me.

  “Lucy was saying that Macy’s a little difficult at school. Not ordinarily toward Lucy, but still I wanted to know what was going on.” Don’t I feel like a dick? The demons inside my mind made me think that Macy’s father was sexually abusing her, where all he’s been doing is trying to protect her and be her dad and her mom.

  “Macy’s behavior changed about a month after her mom passed away. But Lucy doesn’t go near her.”

  “Alright, well as long Lucy’s safe. Look I’ve got to get going, but I’ll see you in two weeks.” I stand up and go to find Lucy.

  “Bye, Ryan,” Joanna calls from the kitchen.

  “Lani, I’m going.”

  “Sorry for getting upset.” Lucy emerges from her room and comes to give me a cuddle.

  “That’s alright. I still love you, give your old man a kiss.” I wrap my arms around her and lift her to kiss her forehead.

  “You’re a dork. Love you too, Dad.” She leans up on her tip toes and kisses me.

  When I leave Lucy I’m happy at the outcome of the day, she may have not been entirely too pleased at going to her aunt’s birthday but she ended up apologizing for her behavior and we left it on a good note.

  When I get to my house, the polished red Lexus is already taking up residence in my driveway.

  Stella’s sitting on my steps leading up to the door in a tiny little skirt that barely covers her ass and a blood red bustier that pushes her tits up and makes her waist look tiny.

  Taking a deep breath, I get out of my car and walk toward her. Stella stands and she’s holding envelopes in her hand, she uses them as a fan when she sees telling me she’s already burning up and ready.

  “How’s my boy?” she asks in her sexy Master’s tone and I instantly know that our relationship has stepped over to D/s. I drop on the front lawn into waiting position.

  “I’m ready to please you, Master,” I confirm.

  “Stand and go to the door, unlock it, open it for me and wait until I enter before you follow behind. I want you stripped and in ready position awaiting further commands. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Good boy. Now rise and follow my instructions.”

  I don’t give a damn if anyone sees me kneeling on the front lawn, if it pleases my Master I’ll comply and make her fucking happy.

  Silently I go about and do as I’ve been told, and once my Master is inside I quickly disrobe and fall into ready pose. My legs are parted as I sit back on my heels with my chin to my chest and palms on my thighs.

  “You’re so ready to please me and such a good submissive. It’s coming to you easily and soon it’ll be an integral part of your life, like water and air is to your existence, submission will be equally important.”

  I open my eyes and notice my cock’s desperate to be relieved, I can see pre-cum droplets gathering at the head and I’m so fucking hard that if I don’t come soon my balls may explode.

  “Do you want to lick me dry, boy?”

  “If it pleases you, Master.” God yes, I want to scream. Let me please you, let me be the man you need.

  “Yes you’re right, if it pleases me, now stand.” I comply and my Master comes in front of me.

  “I’m going to attach nipple grippers on you, the sensation is different and can be quite intense. But they don’t pinch as much as clamps, so for a novice we must condition your body to accept the pain that I want to give you.”

  With my chin to my chest and my eyes tightly closed, I feel her mouth on my nipple just sucking it and twirling her tongue around gently coaxing the end to stand to attention.

  “You’re enjoying this aren’t you? You like my lips on you, I can feel the inferno of your skin as you long for my touch,” my Master says as the nipple gripper pinches me.

  “It’ll burn for a few seconds but pleasure will replace the pain.” Fuck she’s not wrong, but my Master starts to stroke my cock in her hand. Immediately I forget about the pain and roll my eyes shut at the delight of having my Master’s hand on me.

  Her mouth zones in on my other nipple as she tugs on my cock and teases me with a fevered and hungry desperation.

  She flicks the head of my cock and my balls tighten up ready to shoot cum all over her and her hand.

  “Calm it down it’s not time yet. I’ll let you come but for now I need to play and push this body that belongs to me.” She clamps the other nipple gripper and the pain intensifies then eases as I feel my Master wipe the pre-cum from my needy slit.

  “Look at me, boy.” I look up to see her run my cum over her bottom lip. I notice the almost translucent white liquid sitting on her lip and my cock vibrates with desire as I yearn to take her and fuck her pouty mouth. She turns her lips up in a smile and comes in and kisses me. Fuck me hard!

  My cum is on her lips and her mouth’s on me, I can taste myself but I can also taste her delicious flavor. Her kiss is anything but slow and loving, it’s fucking frenzied and scorching hot as she plies her tongue and takes charge of me, totally commanding my body to do what she wishes with it.

  “Now bend over the back of the couch. I brought a smaller butt plug for you and I want you to wear it as I play.”

  Oh yes, I’ll wear anything you want my sexy Master.

  I stand up and move over to the couch and bend at the waist over the back.

  “Fuck, boy. This ass is going to look simply remarkable when it’s red from the leather pocket paddle I brought with me.” Oh my fucking lord. Nipple grippers, a butt plug and a paddle. All I want now is Mason’s cock in my mouth as our Mast
er sits and enjoys the show her two toys provide.

  I bend over the couch from the waist and wait for the pain to begin.

  “I’ve got lubrication that I’ll insert into your ass and I’ve coated the butt plug, open your eyes and look at it. It’s not large because I need to train your hole to accept Mason when he fucks you next weekend. But time’s not on our side, so he’ll gently ease into you just like I’m about to do now. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Master,” I groan in a wanton and desperate tone.

  “Now breathe in and relax.” I do as she says and then I let a huge expulsion of air out and loosen my body.

  I feel my Master spread my cheeks open and insert the nozzle of the lube just inside my anus.

  “Relax,” she whispers as she kisses up my spine. I feel the cool liquid being squirted deep inside me and the cold makes me clench my ass tight.

  “Okay, I’m going to put the plug in very slowly. Remember your safe words, if you need to call them then do so, I won’t be mad.”

  I feel the tip of the plug just nudging inside my ass and I contract with all my might.

  “Flip him over and fuck him good,” he says.

  No, I can do this. I can please her and put him out of my mind. I need to push the demons away and accept the pleasure my Master wants to show me.

  “Relax and open up as you push back.” She soothes me with her voice as she runs her hand over my butt cheek. I feel the tip slip inside and my Master stills her movements. “That’s it, only the tip’s in so I’m going to go easy. Color, boy?” she asks me.

  “Green, Master,” I answer sincerely.

  Oh fuck, she slides the butt plug in further and I can feel it stretch me as it touches my walls and glides in inch by inch.

  “You’re doing so well, I’m so proud of you. And your ass looks fucking hot. Hot enough to make me wet,” she moans. I turn my head and see her left hand inside her skirt as she’s most likely fingering her pussy.

  “Here, have a taste.” She takes her digits out and taps my lips so I open my mouth. I willingly oblige and instantly my body recognizes the tempting salted caramel Master taste, and all I want to do is spread her wide open and devour her pussy.

  I lick her fingers and want more of her taste on me as she pulls them out of my mouth.

  “The plug’s all in and I want to worship you for being so compliant. Stand up straight, turn around and face me and hold on to the back of the sofa,” my Master directs me.

  I turn around and I can feel the butt plug move against me as I get in position for my Master. She gets a cushion and throws it in front of me and sinks to the floor.

  With quite a grip she strokes my cock from tip to shaft just twice, causing a shiver to run the length of my back. Her mouth descends and she sucks the tip between her lips as her tongue flicks from top to bottom then top to bottom again.

  “Ooooohhh,” I groan and stand perfectly still as my Master starts giving me a blow job.

  She takes more of my cock in her mouth and brings her hands up to rest on my ass as she grips the fleshy roundness and digs her nails in. Taking me out of her mouth, she runs her lips from my shaft all the way up to the tip with her flattened smooth warm tongue on the underside of my cock.

  “Fuck,” I say through an expulsion of air.

  That gets me a hard turn of the butt plug as she bites down on my cock causing an ache both on my dick and in my ass. But I don’t have time to complain because she spears my cock deep inside her mouth. Her lips are around the base and my tip’s touching her throat as she scrapes her teeth up the length making me shudder with an intensity and a primal need to fuck her mouth.

  She consumes my length again and this time I feel the ever familiar tightening starting in my balls. I contract my entire body as I will myself to hold back spurting cum deep down her throat.

  Abruptly she stops and gets off the floor with my orgasm only mere strokes and licks away.

  “Turn around and bend over.”

  I do as my Master requires.

  “For my pleasure and for yours I’m going to use my favorite leather paddle on your ass. You’re allowed to climax, but you’ll count out loud how many spankings I give you. I’m going to spank you four times on each side.”

  I tense up and wait for the pain.

  With a loud thud and a vibration of the butt plug I scream out, “One.”

  The second slap of skin is on the other side and this smack goes straight through my body as the plug feels like it gets driven further into my ass. “Two,” I shout with pure elation.

  Fuck it feels so good and completely illicit as she paddles my ass with the smooth leather.

  The paddle comes down harder, and just as it makes contact she pulls my left nipple gripper off shooting pain from my chest to my toes. “Three.”

  I’m overtaken by sensations and I don’t know what to feel or where it’s coming from. There’s pain from my ass and the butt plug, but my cock is weeping and desperate to just fucking come.

  “Four,” I moan not knowing how to handle this anymore.

  Five and six are harder again, and in rapid succession as I yell them out.

  “Seven,” I breathe in a tiny voice not able to concentrate any longer because every raw and harbored feeling is quickly coming to the surface.

  “Come here and let me fuck your mouth, boy,” he whispers in his evil and cold voice.

  “Eight,” I whimper as I come so fucking hard that I collapse to the ground. I hear the paddle drop and my Master has me in her arms.

  “Ryan,” she says taking me out of sub head space.

  “I’m so sorry, Stella. I can’t get rid of him no matter how hard I try.”

  “Don’t you see though? Don’t you see what we just did?”

  I look over to her and wrap my arms around her clothed body.

  “What did we do?”

  “You’re learning that sexual pain is followed with sexual pleasure. We were almost at the end of the scene before he forced himself inside you. We’ve been in the scene for almost an hour and it’s only at the end that you became lost. Soon he won’t be present at all.”

  “I’m trying.”

  “I know, and you make me so proud at how far you’ve come.”

  Stella’s begun to crumble my wall away, brick by brick and moment by moment she’s exposing the ugly and replacing it with something I’ve never thought I was worthy of, hope. She’s teaching me that I can regain the control my life has never had, and possibly I may have a chance of living and not just merely surviving.

  There’re three words that keep dancing merrily around in my mind. These words, once said can never be taken back, nor would I want to withdraw them. But for now, I need to leave them chained up with the demons and I hope one day soon I can confidently say what I’m so desperate for my lover to hear.

  “I’m never letting you go, now please take this butt plug out,” I remark as I humbly kiss the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.

  Stella chuckles as she slowly removes it and I unclip the nipple gripper.

  “You’ve got mail too, I forgot to give it to you before. I just saw you and really wanted to play, they’re over there.” She points at the small table in the family room.

  I pick the envelopes up and start sifting through them.

  One catches my eye and I open it without hesitation.

  “Fuck,” I say in the smallest of voices.

  “What is it?” Stella comes and stands beside me and looks at me with concern.

  “It’s my mom’s sixtieth birthday and it’s being hosted by him and my uncle George. I’m not sure I can face him, Stella,” I say as I sit on my sofa and pick an invisible spot on the wall to focus on.

  “You can and you will, because I’ll be by your side with our hands entwined.”

  I look to Stella who’s now sitting on my naked lap and she’s looped her arms around my neck caressing me and just being my absolute strength.

  “Thank you.”
/>   “No need to thank me, this is what I want to do.” She leans over and kisses my mouth.

  But the dreaded and absolute sinking feeling is overtaking the calm and peace that I find with Stella.

  There’s a fire slowly building beneath me, and the cauldron I’m standing in will soon explode causing many secrets to be spilled.

  I can sense it all ending soon, my only worry though, is who will be exposed.

  Chapter 26

  I just landed and I’ll be at your place soon. – Mason

  It’s Friday afternoon and I’m walking out of my office when I get that text message from Mason. A huge smile appears and a tremor of elation soon follows.

  This weekend holds such excitement and promise for me, yet I’m also totally and utterly terrified of it, too.

  Without a moment to think another negative and frightening thought, Rhianna starts singing S&M to me.

  “Hey,” I say as I answer the call.

  “Are you on your way home?” I can tell by Stella’s tone that there’s something bothering her.

  “I most certainly am. Mason just texted me and told me he’ll be home soon. Is everything alright?”

  “Um…” Stella hesitates.

  “What is it? Are you okay? I’m just getting in my car and I can be at your office in fifteen minutes,” I say as I unlock my car and start it, ready to drive down to meet her.

  “No, that’s not necessary, but I do have something to tell you and I don’t want you to be driving.” What the fuck? What’s happened? Stella sounds so worried.

  “Alright, just tell me.”

  “We were right about Macy Parker. CPS got involved as soon as I called my contact, and they started investigating immediately. It seems the father was substituting Macy for her deceased mother.”

  Shit.

  I lay my head on the steering wheel and close my eyes with my own abuse stampeding back as the flood gates have been ripped away.

  “Ryan,” I hear Stella say, but I can’t make my brain listen to her.

  I’ve known for the last week since Lucy talked to us, and I wanted to go and smash that fucker’s head in but Stella forbid it. Then Joanna explained the situation and I was convinced that he wasn’t harming Macy, but the dirty child molester had another week of hurting her.