Slave Erotica Volume 2

by Charlie Buxton

  Slave

  Volume 2

  Edited & Compiled by

  Charlie Buxton

  © 2016

  About The Author

  Charlie Buxton is a best selling author and publisher of erotic literature for the past 15 years.

  Charlie lives with his wife, splitting their time between Los Angeles and London.

  Other Titles Available Include:

  Transexual Erotica Volumes 1 - 4

  First Time Erotica

  Feet Erotica

  Anal Erotica

  Lady Marcia

  Sci-Fi Erotica

  Copyright © 2015 by Charlie Buxton Publishing

  All rights reserved.

  No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

  Contents

  Julies Story

  Her First Sir

  Andrews Slut

  Katy & The Cop

  The Casting Call

  Sadist In The Street

  Sadistic Days

  Megans Degradation

  It’s Her Time

  Julies Story

  "Julie, you cannot be serious!" Andrea exclaimed. She was sitting on the couch in the living room of the apartment she shared with Julie but she felt like she had walked into an alternate universe.

  "I'm very serious." Julie told her best friend. She knew she wouldn't understand but Julie felt she owed it to Andrea to at least try to explain why she had to do this. She knelt on the floor in front of Andrea and looked up into her emerald eyes. "Andie, we have known each other for what seems like forever and I know I can't expect you to understand. Please just try to support me, okay? This is something I have to do for me."

  Slowly Andie nodded her head leaned forward and hugged Julie, "I don't think I will ever understand, but I'm here if you need me. When do you leave?"

  Julie hugged her back tears filling her eyes at her friend's unconditional love. "Two weeks."

  As Julie lay in her bed that night unable to sleep she thought about the events that had led up to that conversation.

  *****

  Julie had always had a sense that there was something different about her. She was painfully shy. She had never really had any female friends with one exception, Andie. But, she always listened to everything going on around her. She remembered when all the other little girls around her were talking about who they would marry and where they would live, she wrote in her diary about having sex. She remembered her brother's friends trying to force her to have sex. She knew it was wrong and it didn't happen, but she remembered the secret thrill of them trying to force her.

  When Julie got older and did have sex it felt great, but she also felt like something was missing. On a band trip she found out what it was. She was walking around the college campus where the band contest was being held with two band mates that were really good friends. They walked by a side door and sat on some steps, one on each side of her, just enjoying the sun. When Julie had her eyes closed face up to the rays, she felt their hands grab her arms and push her back on the steps. She started struggling but they wouldn't let her go and began unbuttoning her top. She told them no, they ignored her and told her to just relax, that she would enjoy it. They got her top completely undone and then the front clasp on her bra. They each had one of her nipples in their hot mouths when the door above them flew open.

  The boys didn't stop their exploration of Julie's body they just rolled their eyes up to see who the intruder was. It was a student at the college. Julie could only blush red hot and look at him pleadingly through her lashes. He just stopped for a moment looking at the tableau before him and blinked. His mind finally made sense of what his eyes were telling him. Here was a beautiful girl with two guys on top of her in broad daylight, out in the open no less! "Alright! Go for it!"

  Her two band mates just smiled at him and went back to work teasing her breasts with tongues and teeth as he walked by. Julie did not think it possible to be any more embarrassed or to feel any more helpless than she did at that moment. As she felt their hands roam over her body she realized something else, she had never been more turned on in her life! After they had finished their teasing they let her up and chided her about being a hot bitch. Julie was quiet the rest of the afternoon mulling over her thoughts and it never entered her mind to turn the boys in for attacking her.

  This started Julie on a quest. She started asking her boyfriends to restrain her sometimes during sex. Some of them balked at the idea. Some really got into it. When she would go over it later in her mind, relive the experience of being bound, sometimes gagged, helpless to stop them she would always find herself aching and soaking her panties at just the thought of how they took over her body.

  She found books to read like the 'Beauty Trilogy' and devoured the content, thrilling to the experiences and wondering what it would be like to be a sexual slave. She went on the internet and found a BDSM group in her area that had meetings she could go to. She could learn more in a group environment and see if this was what she really wanted. Julie decided that it was an opportunity that she could not pass up. She had to know more!

  Julie had been so scared at that first meeting! So shy and here she was at a sex meeting? She sat and listened to the group talk about the issues involving the community and what could be done to improve things. These were things Julie herself had never thought of. It was a very interesting introduction into a whole new and fascinating world. When the 'business' part of the meeting was over it was time for the 'play' part. For Julie, this was an eye-opener as well. A woman was tied to a St. Andrew's cross and a table was brought out with an assortment of toys on it.

  Julie looked on with wide-eyed wonder as she watched the Dominant female pick up a paddle from the table and caress the submissive across her shoulders. The Domme then moved the paddle down to caress across the rounded ass that seemed to tremble at the delicate pass of the wooden paddle. The Domme's hand reared back and the paddle landed with a resounding thwack on the right cheek of the sub. Julie heard a loud moan escape from the sub as the paddle descended yet again. As Julie watched the sub began to squirm in her bonds and moans became gasps of pleasure. Every few swats the Domme would stop to lightly fondle and pinch the quickly reddening cheeks. The Domme then replaced the paddle on the table and picked up two floggers.

  With rapt attention, Julie watched as the Domme began to strike blow after blow to the sub's back alternating hands in continuous circular motions. The Domme would alternate the harshness of her strikes, but she never stopped as she went from the sub's shoulders down to her calves. After about twenty minutes, when the entire back of the sub's body was a nice glowing pink and her ass a fiery red the Domme stopped. The sub was squirming as much as she could within the confines of her bonds and panting heavily. The Domme stepped up behind the sub and asked her if she needed to cum now. The entire room could hear her begging to cum. The Domme stepped even closer, rubbing the front of her body against the sub's tender back. She then reached around and began pulling and twisting on the sub's nipples, put a leg between the sub's outstretched legs up against her sex and began to rub and put her lips to the sub's ear.

  Julie could see the sub's face as the Domme did all this and watched as the sub rode the leg between her thighs. Julie locked eyes with the sub and could almost feel the pleasure as the sub screamed and came until she went limp on the cross.

  Julie kept going to the meetings and there she met Rick. Rick
was her first true experience with a Dom.

  Julie had seen Rick across the room and wondered who he was. She had actually made a few friends in the group and they were standing around talking one night before the meeting broke up. Julie had felt something and turned to find him staring at her. She had felt drawn to him from the first. He had walked up and introduced himself. Julie had smiled shyly and told him her name. They began talking and when the meeting had broke up they exchanged numbers and Rick had walked her to her car. He had called her a couple of days later and they had talked for a very long time. They discussed their likes and dislikes and what they had and had not done.

  Julie was too shy to do anything at the parties, but Rick didn't mind. He liked having Julie all to himself. Rick loved to do rope dresses, especially on her big breasts. Julie enjoyed being with Rick and he loved to drape her over his knee and spank her ass until it was very red and hot to the barest touch. Julie discovered that when he did this, her juices would run down her inner thighs. She loved being spanked and she just could NOT get enough of the flogger. It felt so good rushing over her back and biting into her skin. Julie also discovered that although she had always been terrified of knives due to previous experiences, with someone she trusted, they became wonderful instruments when played over her back and up and down her spine.

  As Julie learned more about herself and what she wanted and more importantly needed, she realized Rick was way too lenient with her. She realized she could talk or distract him out of almost any command he gave her. One night after Julie had left Rick she went home and considered their relationship. She couldn't stay with Rick. She knew that now. She had wheedled and cajoled her way out of almost every command all night long. "You are just so sweet and perfect." He had told her.

  Well, he wasn't doing either of them any favors she thought. Since that night she had tried with a few other Doms, but it always seemed the same. Julie started spending more time on the computer, going into chat rooms and meeting more of the community than just her home town, which was small.

  Eventually Julie met a Dom that went by the screen name of the Woodsman.

  His real name was Steve Cook.

  They started talking one night about the 'life'. Steve told her how he was looking for a submissive that knew without a doubt that she was a sub. He wanted someone that was willing to at least try anything he wanted to do. He wanted to push a sub to her ultimate limits, to bring her the ultimate pleasure to truly own a sub, body and heart. Steve wrote so passionately about his desires that Julie could not help but be drawn to him.

  Julie told him about her experiences with the Doms in her area and how she still felt unfulfilled. They talked for hours over several months on what they wanted and didn't want. She couldn't wait to talk to him in the evenings and wanted more.

  Julie knew internet meetings could be dangerous, but she wanted to be close to this man. Finally the day came when he asked her to come visit him at his home in Colorado. Julie agonized over the decision for a week. Andie told her she was insane to even consider the idea, especially given the purpose. In the end, Julie made the only decision she could.

  *****

  Julie was shaking. Andie was standing with her, waiting at the terminal until her flight was called. "Are you really sure this is what you want Julie?" Andie asked one last time hoping against hope that she would change her mind. Andie was scared for her best friend. They had known each other almost all their lives but this one thing Andie did not understand about Julie.

  "It's something I have to do Andie. I know you don't believe it's right, but for me it is. To give myself to someone completely and to please him, to make him happy is what I need to make me happy." The flight was called and they hugged one last time. "I love you! I'll call when I get there. Please try not to worry about me."

  On the plane Julie took her seat and nervously waited for it to take her to her destiny. She had a command to follow on the way there and she looked around her section for prospects. Steve had told her to pick someone on the plane and pleasure them; however she was not to cum herself. She saw a man looking at her from only 3 seats away. He looked promising. Julie knew she looked good and hoped she would please Steve. She was wearing a tight pink button front blouse with the top few buttons undone and a black lace bra peeking out. A short black skirt, thigh highs, a black lace thong, and black four inch heels that wrapped around her ankles completed her clothing. Her silky light brown hair was down to her shoulders and she had made the most of her big sapphire blue eyes with makeup.

  When they were up in the air and could move on the plane Julie again looked at the man, he was definitely interested. She angled her head towards the bathroom and raised her eyebrows at him. He nodded his head only slightly, then got up and moved to the bathroom. Julie waited a couple of minutes then followed. She knocked on the door lightly. The man opened the door and allowed her room to enter. It was a tight fit, but Julie dropped to her knees and started undoing his belt slowly to tease both of them. She unbuttoned the pants and tantalizingly lowered the zipper letting her hands run over the hardness inside as she did so. As she pushed the pants to his knees she stared at the lovely bulge and gathering wetness on the underwear she revealed.

  Julie reached up with her hand and gently cupped the sack she could just make out in outline through the material. The man moaned and urged her on. She then moved her head closer and kissed his stomach, moving her lips lower and lower. She reached up and pulled his underwear down running her hands up the backs of his thighs when she had them lowered. She moved her mouth lower and ran her tongue around his groin, not touching his ever growing cock. Slowly she took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it gently, tonguing it, enjoying the feel and weight of it in her mouth. She opened her mouth to release that one to give the other one the same loving attention.

  When she felt those had received sufficient attention Julie slowly ran her tongue up the underside of his delicious cock before taking it in her hand and engulfing the head in her hot, wet mouth. She could taste the pre cum that was copiously flowing from the man and lapped at it like a cat with cream. Suddenly Julie couldn't take anymore. She went down until her nose was being tickled in his hair and up until just the head was still in her mouth. Then she began to suck on his wonderful cock in earnest. She let the suction of her mouth pull him in and out of her body until he was panting and telling her he was going to cum. At that Julie sucked even harder until he filled her mouth with his delicious cum. She kept him in her mouth until she had every last drop and had cleaned him up.

  Julie stood and helped him straighten his clothes and spoke her first words to him. "Thank you, Sir."

  He stared at her and blurted out "but, don't you want me to return the favor? I mean that was incredible!"

  "I appreciate the offer, but I'm not allowed to cum for now." Julie slipped out of the bathroom and back to her seat as the man was left dumbfounded.

  As the plane neared its destination, Julie couldn't seem to relax. She checked her makeup to make sure it was perfect and as she stood up to disembark she straightened her blouse and smoothed her skirt. She was so nervous she was shaking again. Was she doing the right thing? Yes, she knew she had to do this. That thought calmed her somewhat. She walked off the plane and out into the terminal to find her future.

  *****

  Julie looked around the terminal looking for the Woodsman. There, standing to one side searching the crowd coming off the plane she saw him. Just as his picture showed him she thought, 6'4", piercing grey eyes, thick blond hair going grey at the temples. She felt herself go wet just looking at him, thinking of the conversations they had had and what he would do to her!

  He saw her and she quickly walked over to him, she stood before him eyes down waiting for him to speak. He reached up and lifted her chin. As he did Julie raised her eyes and felt herself drowning in his gaze. Then his hand was in her hair pulling her head back as his lips descended to hers. She sighed and all tension left her as s
he felt his soft, firm lips glide across her own and his tongue at her lips demanding entrance which she joyfully opened to him. When her knees started to buckle from the pleasure he released her. "Welcome home."

  He put his arm around her waist and led her to get her luggage, and then out to his car. As they got on the road he asked her if she had completed her assignment on the plane.

  "Oh yes Sir!"

  "Tell me about it."

  Julie told him all about the man on the plane. "Good girl. I'm proud of you. I know that was not easy for you to do."

  "No, it wasn't. But it was exciting, being anonymous like that. Knowing that I will probably never see him again, never knowing his name, in a way, it was exhilarating!"

  "Lift your skirt up around your waist for me." Silently Julie raised the skirt. Anyone could see into the small car, it made her feel even more excited. Steve reached over and rubbed his hand over her nipples visible through the thin material of the top and bra making them even harder. He ran his hand down over the soaked material of her panties. Julie couldn't hold back the moan that escaped as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "Take off the panties." She wiggled out of them as best she could. His hand returned and her eyes again closed with pleasure. "Yes, that's my good slut." With those words he worked a finger into her dripping cunt. Julie began to pant and moan louder. He removed his finger and put it to her lips. She greedily sucked it into her mouth cleaning all her juices off. When she was done, she opened her eyes and looked at him.