by Paul Preston
“I’m ready. You may let go now, My Lord, and come in my mouth if it pleases you.”
“But the blindfold, your eyes…”
“I want to see you come, My Lord.”
Her sexy talk and obedient lips made Williamson throw back his head with a deep growl and let go. Bella Lisa watched as the first jets of warm fluid shot directly into her open mouth, filling it to the back of her throat almost immediately. As she lifted her chin and swallowed, three more sharp jets sprayed her neck and upper chest. She pressed his shaft in between her cleavage and a geyser of fluid kept pumping out over her breasts. The few times she ever witnessed a boyfriend having an orgasm it was over in two or three sprays. Bella Lisa had lost count of the amount of times Williamson had ejaculated, coating her skin with his creamy slick fluid. After she got over the initial shock of the warm creamy fluid entering her mouth, Bella Lisa realized that it was not difficult at all but actually very easy to give pleasure to him in this way. In fact, to her surprise she liked the feeling of the sweet cream as it entered her mouth and the taste of it as it slid effortlessly down her throat. What had once been something she was always afraid of had now become an act to her as natural and easy as breathing. Like tasting chocolate for the first time, she longed for another taste. Her lips found the tip of his penis and he pumped her mouth full of come again. She tilted her chin back and swallowed the cream a second time. She squeezed his shaft with her hands until the last drops of his cream dripped onto her breasts and nipples, making her camisole stick to the skin between them. By the end, both lovers were breathing deeply, as if they were sprinters who had just finished a race. Bella Lisa did not let go of his shaft and Williamson did not release his hands from the underside of her breasts until their breathing returned to normal. Bella Lisa breathed in the strong smell of sex in the room. She licked her lips again and tasted him. Williamson leaned over to the coffee table and poured out two glasses of water. They both drank an entire glass together.
“Oh my God, Ms. Mauricio. That was the best.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Williamson looked down at himself. Though his veins still popped out, his pelvis area looked like that of an oiled bodybuilder, rather than some unnatural creature. The familiar ache had subsided.
“This is the first time I’ve felt pain free down there in four years. How can I ever thank you?”
“Take me to the theater.”
Williamson checked his Rolex.
“Yes, we still have plenty of time.”
“I hope so. You’ve drenched me in come. I’ll have to peel my nightie off with a spatula. Do you have a towel?”
“I like to see you covered by my come. It’s like I’ve marked you and made you mine, and now no one else can have you. I don’t want you to wipe it off.”
“I don’t think I can, it soaked into my skin. I hope you’re finally satiated.
“For now. Come with me. Let’s go to your room and get changed. I want to dress you for the theater, my sweet sub.”
Williamson held out his hand and led Bella Lisa out into the corridor.
“Yes, My Lord.”
In her bedroom a few moments later Williamson finished dressing Bella Lisa for the night in a manner which pleased him.
“What are you dressing me up as now? It’s like a slutty Halloween Party every day here,” Bella Lisa said.
She stood in front of a full length mirror on the wall, looking at her new lingerie and striking poses for him. Bella Lisa put one hand on her hip, arched her back, bit her lower lip, while looking over her shoulder at him.
“Mmmm. You are as always a vision of loveliness,” Williamson said through half-closed eyes.
He sat comfortably on the edge of her bed with his legs crossed, dressed in a handsome black tuxedo. He plucked a single rose out of a bouquet from a vase on the bedside table and held it, while admiring the view of Bella Lisa. Williamson had peeled off her stained clothing, replacing the pink camisole, garter belt and stockings with an even smaller and more transparent white outfit, with her designer white high heel shoes to match. Her strapless top was a delicate silk material which tightly buttoned up the front, like a corset. Her bust was covered by thin transparent gauze, leaving her breasts and nipples completely exposed to the eye. She was uncovered from just under her belly button to her sexy thigh high stockings, except for the tight lacey garter belt and a pencil thin matching G-String, which just barely covered her most private area. Her skin still felt sticky from the dried residue of sex.
“Why didn’t you let me take a shower? I smell like we just had sex.”
“I want to present you to the theater, coated with my come. I’ve marked you and I want all those other men to see it and smell it. You are mine now, at least for this week. Oh, I almost forgot the most important thing. There is one last accessory to add.”
Williamson took out an expensive sparkling choker covered in diamonds from his suit jacket and showed it to her.
“Would you allow me to collar you with this, Ms. Mauricio?”
The blood rushed to her head when she heard the word, “collar”.
“OK,” Bella Lisa whispered.
“Are you sure, Ms. Mauricio? If you allow me to do this, you are agreeing to be my submissive for this week, with all that it entails. You will be under my complete control, sexually. I will decide what you wear, when and where we have sex, how many times per day as well as the manner in which we express our sexuality. Are you quite sure this is what you want?”
Bella Lisa did not hesitate in her response.
“I’m quite sure, Mr. Williamson. Do it. I want it…”
“Then turn around.”
Bella Lisa faced the bedroom mirror and in the reflection watched Williamson attach the diamond choker around her slender throat.
“There. It’s done. This collar tells all who see you tonight that you are not available to pleasure others, that you are my submissive, that you belong to me, and only to me. Do you like it?”
“It’s so pretty, Mr. Williamson. I love it. I think it’s one of the best gifts I’ve ever been given. What can I do to thank you?”
“You’re a collared submissive now. All you have to do is be mine, obey me and be of service to my sexual needs and serve no one else. Even if you were to meet someone tonight who was attracted to you, who took you by the hand and led you into a dark room, told you to get down on your knees and pleasure him sexually, you could no longer do it. You are collared. You are my collared submissive now, Ms. Mauricio. Do you know what that means?”
Each time she heard the words ‘collared submissive’, it had a deep effect on Bella Lisa. She immediately felt dizzy and weak in her knees. Like Alice in the rabbit hole, she could feel herself falling head over heels into the dark, deeper and deeper into her new role as Williamson’s submissive. Finally, she decided to just let go, give in to him and have fun during her week, to release her inhibitions and see where that would take her.
So what if he’s several years older than me. So what if I’ll never get married to him. I don’t want a serious relationship right now anyway. Why not just enjoy this while it lasts? What am I afraid of?
When the week was over, Bella Lisa knew she’d go back to her normal life, get a job, apply for graduate school perhaps and help get her dad’s life back on track. Williamson was right. What would be the harm in taking a little vacation from her normal life? And what a great and sexy story this would make for her girlfriends. He’s right. No one would ever believe her.
Did I ever tell you about the time I spent a week as a love slave in a millionaire’s mansion?
After the fantastic sex she had with Williamson, Bella Lisa already felt closer to him, though she still felt nervous about completely giving herself over to him.
He promised not to hurt me…
Unlike her past sexual encounters, she looked forward with great anticipation to her next interlude, rather than dreading it.
Collared submissive…
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Hearing those whispered words made her wet between the thighs. Bella Lisa glanced down and noticed the outer folds of her labia had curled open and took the thin silk of her G-String between the moist lips of her sex. She was always so aroused around Mr. Williamson, since signing the contract and agreeing to stay for the week. She wondered how he felt. It was clear he was attracted to her, but was there a deeper feeling behind those caresses and kisses? She was definitely glad to have taken a risk and signed the contract. He was a very amorous lover.
But will it all be over in a week?
“Ms. Mauricio?”
“Yes, I do know what it means, My Lord. I am here to serve you and you alone. My lips, my sex, my body are for you and you alone. I can touch no one else while I act as your submissive for this week. I accept this collar around my neck and I will wear it with pride, My Lord, as long as you wish me to wear it, during our time together. My body is yours to take whenever and wherever and… however you wish…”
How’s that for an answer, Mr. Williamson?
Williamson seemed stunned by what Bella said. He took a deep breath and smiled.
“Oh, Ms. Mauricio, you have no idea how glad I am to hear you say that. You are fulfilling the dream I’ve had from the very first moment I saw you. I like having you as my sub.”
“I have to admit… I like it too. It makes my knees weak to think that you are my Dom and I’m your sub. I want to get down on my knees right now and show you how much I like being your submissive. I want take you in my mouth again and taste you again. With a little more practice I might be able to swallow more of you. And I know I need more practice. All this talk has made me so wet for you, Sire.”
“I can see your panties have soaked through once more. I want you too and I’m hard for you again. Painfully hard. But we don’t have time now, my sexy sweetling, my little obedient sub. We have to leave for the theater in just a few minutes. Come here, don’t be upset, my insatiable little princess.”
With a sexy, pouty face, Bella Lisa walked over to Williamson and sat on his lap, being sure to settle in directly over his hardening shaft. She pretended to blink back tears and act petulant, crossing her arms across her chest, like a spoiled child whose toy had been taken away. Williamson deeply relished the fact that she was playing the little game with him.
“But I want you to come in my mouth again.”
“I know, my sweetness, I want to come in your mouth again too, but please don’t pout. There’ll be time for lots for practice sessions this week, I promise you. And we do have a twenty minute limo ride to the theater to look forward to. Come.”
Williamson stood up, put the rose back into the vase and led Bella Lisa out of the bedroom, guiding her down the dark corridor.
“Can’t you find something to cover me with, Mr. Williamson? I don’t mind dressing up for you while we’re alone at your home, but I’m embarrassed to go out looking like this, completely naked, still sticky and covered with your come. Everyone will see me.”
“I want everyone to see you, to lust after you, and know they can’t have you. It makes me feel proud that you’re mine, Ms. Mauricio.”
“You’re so different than my last boyfriend. He’d start yelling at me if I went out with even an inch of my cleavage showing. He’d make me put band aids over my nipples so no one could see them.”
“And how did that make you feel, Ms. Mauricio?”
“I felt trapped.”
“Precisely. I want you to feel completely free when you’re with me.”
“Yes, but this is too much! And it’s hardly fair. You’re completely dressed and I have nothing on! I’m practically naked!”
“Life is never fair between a Dom and her sub.”
“But, Mr. Williamson, the way I’m dressed, I’ll get arrested for public indecency.”
“Not where we’re going.”
“The manager won’t even let me in the building.”
“Oh, he will.”
“How do you know?”
“I own the building…”
Bella Lisa smiled and shook her head. Williamson paged his security team to pull the limo up to the front of the condo.
“I should’ve known. Is there anything in this town that you don’t own?
“Yes. One thing. You. But I’m working on that.”
They arrived at the elevator. Williamson put the key in the lock, turned it, typed in the code and pressed the down arrow.
“Oh, one last thing. A little gift for signing the contract.”
Williamson removed from his inner breast pocket an expensive pearl necklace.
“Oh my God! It’s so beautiful.”
“A treasure for my rare and precious jewel. Here, let me put it on for you, my beauty.”
Williamson clasped it from behind and she looked at herself in the mirrored elevator doors. The diamond choker glittered in the light and the pearl necklace looked so elegant resting over the cleavage of her breasts.
“It’s lovely, Mr. Williamson, thank you.”
The elevator arrived and they stepped in. On the short ride down, Bella Lisa kissed him tenderly. Williamson placed his hand over the open folds of her sex and stroked her gently. She leaned against his chest as he rubbed her clitoris with his thumb.
He peeled down the thin gauze over her nipples and took her into his mouth and sucked.
“You came so much. All over me. I can’t believe how much you came.”
“I’m so attracted to you, Ms. Mauricio.”
The elevator arrived and Williamson covered her breasts with the thin gauze, then escorted Bella Lisa with his arm around her waist through the lobby. Standing on the street, the doorman opened the front door of the condo for them.
“Hello, Billy,” Williamson said in a causal manner.
“Good evening, Mr. Will…”
As they passed by, the doorman was amazed to see Bella Lisa’s uncovered cheeks sway in a pretty and feminine manner as she walked away toward the limo. Standing stiffly beside the limo, Luman opened the door for them and they climbed in. After Luman closed her door, she looked back at the stunned doorman and wiggled her fingers playfully through the window at the doorman, smiling and mouthing the word, Hi, before the car sped away.
Luman and Cogworthy were also immediately aware of Bella Lisa in the back seat, sneaking little sly glances at her body over their shoulders as they drove off.
“Good evening, Mr. Williamson, Ms. Mauricio,” Luman said.
“Hi guys,” Bella Lisa said, smiling, one hand creeping up Williamson’s thigh.
“OK, Luman. Show’s over, turn back around. Especially you, Cogworthy. Keep your eyes on the road, or you’re going to get us all killed.”
“Yes, sir, Mr. Williamson,” Cogworthy said.
“To the theater, we’re running late.”
Williamson pushed a button in a panel on the door and a partition rose up, blocking the front seat from the rest of the limo.
“Ahh, alone at last. Drink, Ms. Mauricio?”
“Do you have sparkling water?”
“Of course.”
Williamson poured the cold drinks from a mini-frig and served her.
“Have you ever ridden in a limo before, Ms. Mauricio?”
“No, I’m a limo virgin, Mr. Williamson.”
“After a week, you won’t want to drive in anything else.”
After Bella Lisa finished taking her drink, Williamson placed it beside his on a holder.
“You certainly were very friendly to our doorman. I saw you give him a cute little wave.”
“Are you jealous? He’s just a boy.”
“No. Though I would like nothing better than to keep you as my hostage this week, I know it would be wrong of me. I can’t keep your beauty locked away all to myself. You need to be shared and displayed, like a work of art in a public museum, free for all to see and appreciate.”
“You don’t have to be jealous of anyone, Mr. Williamson. People can look, but you know I am all
yours for this week.”
“You bring joy to my heart, Ms. Mauricio. Come, my sweet sub. Shall we play a little? We have a few minutes before we arrive.”
“What do you wish of me, My Lord?”
“There is something I’d like to discuss with you. Please lie on your stomach and stretch out your legs.”
Bella Lisa obeyed.
“Now turn your head toward me and rest it on my lap. Good. Now unzip my pants and place your hands around my shaft, shut your eyes and suckle me, my sweetling.”
Bella Lisa unzipped his pants and pulled him out, fully aroused, and looked up into his eyes, licking her lips.
“It is my pleasure to serve you, my Lord and Master.”
She shut her eyes and sucked up and down on his shaft, pausing to lick with the tip of her tongue in a swirling motion over the swelled rim and then swallowed him again. She felt a little light headed riding in the back of a limo for the first time, but sucking on him seemed to help quell her dizziness.
“I’m going to ask you a few questions. Please don’t stop sucking on me to answer. As my collared submissive, just nod your head yes or no. OK?”
Bella Lisa nodded her head yes. The words worked their magic on her again, the glistening petals of her flower opening for her Dom. Williamson entwined one hand through her thick brown hair and the other hand he placed in between the cleavage of her cheeks.
“May I ask you, did you like it when I put the handcuffs on you and licked you here, between your lovely little cheeks, my sub?
Bella Lisa nodded yes. Williamson released her hair. From a compartment under the car seat, he took out a small bottle of lubricating gel and squeezed out a generous amount into the hands. While she continued to suck on him, he began stroking Bella Lisa with his oiled fingers, squeezing and massaging her cheeks, running his hands and palms through her cleavage.
“Do you like this, Ms. Mauricio? Does it feel good?”
Bella Lisa nodded her head twice.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, her lips around his shaft.
“Did you like it when my tongue pressed into your opening here?”
Bella Lisa nodded her head yes.
“Arch your hips up please, my sub.”