~ Captive au Sous-Sol ~

The Gynaeceum

Master fucked her slave during a long time. He allowed me to have pleasure.

Then, "It's time to you, to discover your new home, your slave room"

Anew, Master blinded me, bound my hands. I let myself be tied, a bit trembling. With the apprehension and a bit tired with all this pleasure I felt.

Some steps, led on a leash, two opened and closed doors...

and it was an enchantment.

My new slave home was gandiose, luxury. There was a pool too !

He explained me that he had built it during the days, while I was in the bag.

While he removed my wristlets, he was showing me the things, the bathtoom, the slave wardrobe. I was wondering that there was no partition : "A slave does not hide anything from her Master."

- Do you want to have a bath ?

- Yes Masster. If you please Master.

He held a tiny tulle skirt to me. "The slave's bathdress" I slipped on it after removing my stockings.

I was turning round, the skirt twirling around my hips, showing my bottom and my womb.

He came near me, caressed my waist...

... and he used his slave, bent over a velvet pouffe.

- Ouh ! Water is nice ! Does my Master want to come with his slave ?

No I don't. Let's go, I just look at you.

I smiled and I dived in front of Him, my skirt floatting above my hips.

After having taken my eases in the pool, I went out and I came near my Master.

He made me kneel in front of him. His member, enormous seemed to vibrate.

I understood what He did want to and I started to lick him, to suck him.

But rapidly He ordered :

"Open your lips, you slave"

and he pushed my head and forced deeply His sex into my mouth.

I was nearly choked when the glans touched my uvula, I was nearly strangled when my Master gave me His semen.

I swallowed all, ecstatic, moving my tongue on my lips.

Then...

He ordered me to lie down and...

he raped me as a Master rapes a slave.

But after having really deep-ploughed my womb, as a peasant digs a field, He started to give me pleasure.

I don't know when Master left the gynaeceum because I was sleeping, tired with the pleasure my Master permit me.

When I woke up, it was smelling good in the large room.

Master had prepared some coffee and there was croissants on the table.

I found a little skirt in the wardrobe and I wolfed this breakfast.

I took a cigarette. While I was smoking, I was thinking about what it happened to me. Me, Anne, slave...

I rummaged in the refrigerator, just some cans and bottles. I would like to make a somptuous meal to my Master.

Never mind. I just have to get ready for his return,

to do myself up as a pleasure slave.

For my Master's pleasure.

End of the first part