How I became a submissive slut princess

I was an innocent meek girl until he initiated me into his slut now I cant stop

You arrived a couple of minutes late. As it was our first of many meetings, you could be forgiven he said- perhaps - but he has a memory like an elephant, so my lateness was duly noted and he sure would punish me later for it.
We sat down close to each other on the small sofa made for two and the instant connection between us that we had experienced from my childhood reignited - powerful and almost electrifying! What was running through my mind he wondered? We chatted as he put me at ease, agreeing safe words, checking and confirming hard limits, learning about any medications to be aware of, laying down a few ground rules and so on.
After a few minutes he leant over to me and asked, "How do you feel princess. Tell me. I need to know what's going through your mind?"
"I am a little nervous of course Daddy, but the anticipation of what lies ahead is thrilling and yes, before you ask, I think my panties might be rather wet for you already Daddy," came my eager response.
"Are you ready for your initiation to begin princess," he asked.
"Oh yes please," came my instant reply.
"Very well," he said, "Strip to your underwear. I want to revel in your femininity and prettiness, and I want to inspect you, and feast on your body with my own eyes, taking in all those your delicious curves."
I stood up and without hesitation started to remove my outer clothing. Very soon I stood before him wearing exactly what he had stipulated - a pink bra, pink panties, black stockings, black heels and nothing more. You looked stunning and I could not take my eyes off you. He produced a corset and made me remove my bra and kneel with my back to him, so he could watch in the long mirror as he took his time to lace me into it slowly, deliberately and tightly. He could sense my breathing starting to labour and intensify as he went about his task, which let me tell you took more than a few minutes to complete to his satisfaction.
He moved to sit on my sofa and motioned with his hand for me to kneel before him. He gently pushed my head downwards towards the floor as he caressed your hair. "Present your left wrist for me," He instructed. I did as I were told in an instant, and he deftly slipped on and attached a pink fur lined wrist cuff. "And now the right one", he continued. Soon both wrists were cuffed and the pink looked sexy against your black garments.
"Look at me," he instructed. I raised my head slowly to look into his eyes as he put his hand beneath my chin to hold it in place as our gaze met. He reached behind my back to pull out a simple black studded training collar that had been hidden from my view behind a cushion. He put the collar around my neck and attached it in place, admiring his handiwork as he did so.
"What is the significance of the collar princess?" He asked. "It means I am yours Daddy for as long as I wear it tonight," I replied. "Good girl," He responded as he nodded wisely in agreement with me. Sometimes there was no need for lots of words and chat - that has never been my style. No raised voices. The dynamic and mental connectivity between us was strong and I seemed to instinctively know what was required of me almost before he said it! Once again he reached behind my back to produce a permanent black marker pen.
"Stand up and spread your legs for me girl," he said.
He could hear my gasp as I took in the full meaning of my instruction, slowly opening my legs wide as I stood before him. He reached in between my left inner thigh to mark one of my initials - a capital S - with the pen. Then moving to the other inner thigh, I scribed the letter P.
"Now you are branded princess and for as long as those marks remain in place, you are mine," He carried on. "Of course it may be that my precious juices and cum running down my thighs might wipe out the letters, but so be it," I said mockingly.
Panties always reveal how a girl's body is reacting and responding, and I had the distinct impression that if he slipped my hand inside my panties at that moment, he was certain to find juices flowing freely from my cunt in eager anticipation of what lay ahead, even though I had no idea of what exactly that might entail.
As I stood still, He moved behind me and positioned his antique library steps in the middle of the beautiful large red Chinese silk rug. He knew I was curious to know what was happening. He indicated with a gesture of his hand that I was to sit and position myself on the middle step of three. I moved to the steps and took up my position as instructed. He knew what the anticipation was doing to me as it was doing to him too. It was plain to see in my demeanour and my compliant and willing state of mind just how turned on I was at this point in time.
Once I had settled, he reached for the blindfold and put it in place over my head. The act of simple sensory deprivation clearly had an immediate impact on me. He took my arms and hands, pulled them behind me and attached the wrist cuffs together meaning I was open and vulnerable to him. He attached each ankle to the front legs of the library steps and there you sat bound and vulnerable to his gaze and touch.
On the table beside him was a small vibrating wand. He picked it up and slipped it neatly into my panties. He turned it on to a gentle low speed until it rested close to my clit. My breathing was getting shallower and my body language was telling him all he needed to know at this point.
He started to run his nails over my beautiful body, around my neck and up and down my spine. He could sense me tingling and purring with excitement. Once he had spent some time warming me up and slowly releasing my endorphins, he reached for one of his favourite toys - the simple and humble single pin wheel and you were about to discover why. Taking the handle, he started to roll the wheel gently up and down my spine, around my shoulders and neck; and across the top of my breasts. The tiny pins of the wheel were working their magic, and when he took my hair in his hands, stroked it and then gently pulled my head back to run the wheel up and down your throat, my breathing deepened for him. The vibrating wand was still in place quietly whirring away between my legs doing its job. The smell of sex was becoming apparent as my cunt leaked its appreciation. He pulled the wand out and slid his hand into my panties to conduct my first wetness check. He was not disappointed and he pulled hand away and offered his fingers thickly coated in my juices for me to lick clean for him. Eagerly I did as told. His hand returned to smear my juices over my face. Gosh I was saturated.
It was clear that I was now well and truly warmed up. He knew me (he) needed to intensify our fun further. He sensed just how eager I was, encouraging his further exploration of me as he did so. My behaviour and body language gave me away and betrayed me as he prepared for my further education. What a slut I had turned into from that prim and proper young lady he had always known from childhood.
He joined two thin tables together end to end. He laid a towel out on them. He untied my ankles from the library steps and undid my cuffs, bringing my hands back in front of you.
Pulling me to his feet and holding my hands as he did so, I felt that spark of electricity coursing through my veins and could only imagine what he was experiencing inside. He guided me to the edge of the table. I almost seemed to growl back at him in anticipation as I bent over. He loved seeing my bum waiting for his attention. He reached up, ran his nails over my delicious ass. He pulled my arms out in front of you and tied them together before securing them to the front of the second table. "Spread your legs wide girl," he commanded with urgency.
"Yes Daddy," I meekly replied and as I pushed my legs wide apart for him, he could see more than a dribble of pussy juice leaking. It was evident how horny I was, desperate for his touch and attention. He took one ankle and attached it to the table leg and did the same with the other one to the other table leg. He wondered if the intensity of our play was already disheveling whatever make up I was wearing. He was certain it might be. He loves to see a woman looking disheveled, well used and satisfied. So, now he had me exactly where he wanted me - bound to his table, legs wide apart and soaking wet for him.
I heard him step away and presumed he was making preparations. Oh yes was he making preparations only with me in mind. The girl gets what the girls needs always... He returned behind my bum and start to simulate fucking me by humping me from behind. I gasped and let out a tell-tale moan. He put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back into his covered crotch. He started to gently spank my gorgeous bum, slowly at first in rhythm before speeding up until your bum cheeks turned a pretty pink. He reached for his suede flogger and gently ran it over my bare shoulders and across my neck. He started to flog my bottom - first one cheek, then the other and finally both together. He could hear my moaning, sounds of pleasure escaping from me, ever more erratic.
Time for a change of position. He undid my bonds and stood me up. He helped me to sit at one end of the thin table before laying me down on my back. "Open your legs for me girl," he instructed. I did just that as he eased a dildo inside my aching pussy. he then closed your legs with my pussy full and tied your ankles together. Now he could get to work on my top half. He tied my hands to the table with a length of cold steel chain, padlocking it into place. He put his mouth to my ear and whispered, "You are such a good girl princess and enchanting, but such a messy slut and filthy whore."
He reached out and picked up the small vibrating wand again and repositioned it inside your panties by your swollen clit and turned it on.
After some time, and after seemingly several orgasms, I started to calm down slightly, my body having been overcome and overwhelmed with the intensity of the action. Time to change your position once again. He untied my legs and released my arms. Helping to lift me from the table, my knowing smile told him all he needed to know. My hair looked beautifully disheveled, his skin flushed, but he had not finished with me yet.
He slipped his cock into the hollow black strap on cock and sat on a wooden chair in the middle of the Chinese silk rug. Taking me by my hands, he pulled me towards him, spreading my legs apart as I started to straddle him. He instructed me to slip down on the big black cock with his real cock inside it slowly and as I did, he lifted the blindfold from my face. He wanted to look into my eyes as I started to ride the cock. Gosh I was insatiable and as I rode him I could sense one orgasm after another starting to pulse through my body. He knew just how deep he was inside my cunt filling me very full. After what seemed like ages of bouncing up and down, he sensed I was edging on the verge of subspace. As I slowed down he wrapped his arms behind me to steady me, pulled my body to him as we kissed. He could sense how disorientated I had become.
I wonder how much more pleasure you could take princess as I started to throb with pleasure. "Time to try and cum hard for me," he urged and with that he helped me off his lap and sat me on the edge of the table, legs apart as he slipped two love eggs into my aching pussy. He knelt between my legs to admire my juices everywhere as his tongue snaked out to lick my soaked clit and pussy. Gosh your juices tasted so sweet, just like nectar. I wrapped my hands around his head pulling him ever tighter between my shapely thighs. He reached for the wand and applied it directly to my swollen clit, pulling the balls out and pushing them back in several times. He could see just how aroused I was and as he pulled the balls from me with one swift movement my body shuddered and my climax hit him once again, wave after wave of sheer and total pleasure washing over me.
The explosion of sheer delight I had gone through started to abate and I settled down, looking sheepishly at him. He smiled a broad grin back to me to say all is well princess. I was relaxed as he praised you generously for being the best girl he could have wished for.
The end of our first session was starting to loom on the horizon - over three hours had passed by - but he needed to climax for me. We headed to the bedroom and he handed me the vibrating wand so that I could do what was necessary to bring him to messy orgasms. [email protected]