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*This is an excerpt from my first stab at publishing an erotic story. I will be posting a sequence of such stories – usually the ones that did not eventually make it into the book.*

Rob hooked one strong arm between Kate’s legs and hoisted her, fireman’s lift style, onto his shoulder as they entered the apartment. Kate’s body went limp in submission as he carried her up the elegantly curved flight of glass stairs to his bedroom.

Kate looked around as he put her down, and her feet sank agreeably in the thick, soft pile of the shaggy black carpet. It was a large room that used its corner location to its benefit. Its large floor-to-ceiling glass windows offered a commanding view of the metropolis and beyond in three directions. In the dark of the night, the lights of the city were like a glowing, multicoloured tapestry. The floor of the room was covered in marble tiles in an intricate basketweave pattern; their white colour was broken with just a hint of blue.

“So what will he do to me now?” she thought as she admired the view from the windows. She did not have to wait long to understand. As the room lights dimmed, the area where she stood remained illuminated, leaving her in the spotlight—rather like an actor on a stage.

She heard Rob approach her. His strong hands clasped her shoulders, and he spun her around.

Now she had a view of the back of the room. The far wall was made up of a patchwork of white, triangular panels that formed irregular, five-sided pyramids. Occupying pride of place against this wall was a Caesar platform bed with a dark, Brazilian ebony wood finish. The mattress atop it was thick and covered in a black, crushed-velvet sheet. A scattering of white pillows with a relief of faint black zebra stripes lay against the headboard, which had the same ebony finish as the bedframe. The bedside tables had a turquoise-blue internal glow. Coupled with their waxing gibbous moon shape they lent an aura of romance to the scene.

*So this is where he will ‘pop my cherry’? As far as locations go, it is certainly a memorable one.*

She had a long-cherished wish to lose her virginity in a special place with a special man. Kate was jolted from her reflections by Rob’s manly arms crushing her to him as he adroitly undid the zip on her turtle-neck midi dress, which promptly fell in a shapely heap at her feet. Placing his index and middle fingers under her chin, he raised it gently but masterfully until she was gazing into her eyes. He kissed her on the mouth but withdrew just as she was about to yield to it.

Going down to his knees, he helped her out of her strappy sandals, which he tossed into the far corner of the room. Kate was now standing before him in her bodysuit lingerie from Licentious. He held her at arms’ length by her shoulders and slowly turned her around in a circle while his appraising eye took in her sensual beauty. The halters holding the lingerie in place snapped as he ripped away at the delicate fabric.

With the lingerie and her dress at her feet, Kate now stood naked before the man who had bought her a few hours ago. Rob walked slowly around her in a circle, carefully inspecting his new acquisition. His gaze was confident and masterful, brooking no disobedience.

Kate had no desire to disobey. The fantasy she had cherished for the past 11 years was in the process of being realised: there she was, a young female animal being taken possession of by her new alpha male master.

Her breasts perked up, and her nipples pointed. She could feel her clitoris tingling and her labia getting engorged. She glanced up at Rob and then quickly lowered her eyes to the floor in confusion.

Rob smiled. Not only was she gorgeous, she was demure, timid, and respectful. He cupped her breasts in his hands and examined them with great satisfaction. Then he put his fingers on her lips and pushed his middle and forefinger into her mouth. Instinctively, Kate closed her mouth and sucked on his fingers. She flushed with embarrassment as she realised the significance of her act.

Rob withdrew his fingers and walked around until he was directly behind her. He took a good look at his handiwork earlier that evening. The brands emblazoned on the smooth, blemish free skin of her beautifully rounded bottom were crisp and easily readable.

With one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her midriff, he pushed her gently forward. Kate bent down and put her hands on her knees to stabilise herself. She felt very vulnerable. Is he just gonna take me here and now? She felt disappointed. She had hoped for something rather more romantic. She need not have feared. Rob simply used her position to carefully examine her pussy. Once he had completed his inspection, he helped her back to a standing position.

With his eyes fixed on her, he moved backward and seated himself in the large, white, pearl-shaped accent chair that stood close to the bottom of the bed. Kate was about to walk toward him when he put out his hand in a firm, powerful ‘stop’ gesture.

With his thumb extended, Rob flicked his wrist until his index finger pointed at the ceiling. A slow turning gesture of his hand commanded Kate to turn in place for his inspection. Obediently, Kate turned around on the spot until she once again found herself facing her new-found master. Noticing that he was still moving his hand, she continued turning. His authoritative grey eyes were fixed on her as he inspected her.

Not a word had been exchanged since they had entered the apartment. No words were needed. His demeanour conveyed his wishes, and it was clear to Kate that he was giving her no other option than to comply. She felt no urge to withstand. She had granted him dominion, and she felt a detached, comforting, yet empowering sense of security.

She felt bewildered.

*I am naked.*

*I have been branded.*

*He is sitting there, commanding me, and I am yielding to his will.*

*So why do I feel empowered?*

Rob left her with little time for her idle reflections. With a come-hither gesture, he ordered her to approach him. She was about to walk out of the lighted circle when a sharp snap of her master’s fingers brought her to an abrupt halt. Rob looked annoyed. She realised that he did not want her to approach him on her feet. The respect due to her master required her to be on all fours, looking up at him.

obeyed his finger, got down on her hands and knees, and crawled toward him. When she was within his arm’s reach, he snapped his fingers again and ordered her to stop. Using a remote control, he adjusted the spotlight until it once again illuminated Kate.

Kate stiffened as she saw him reach for a flat cane that lay on the armrest of his chair. She was not sure if she was yet ready to be caned. To her relief, he simply used the cane to reach out and push her back at her shoulders until she was seated with her thighs resting on her lower legs and her bottom touching her heels.

Rob leaned back in his chair and inspected Kate. Her meek submissiveness was as touching as it was satisfying. He used his cane to raise her chin and splay out her knees. Still with the cane, he tucked in her elbows until they dug into her hips, with the forearms resting on her thighs. He smiled as Kate placed her hands on her knees with her palms facing upward, ready to accept a taste of his cane if that was what he wished.

Not a word had been said since they had entered the apartment. No words had been required. Rob knew what he wanted. Kate understood what was expected of her. She also knew that disobedience was not an option.

“Let us establish the ground rules, Kate. When you are naked in my presence, I am your master; I am your owner. You will address me as ‘Sir’. You will obey me without hesitation. If you do not, you will be punished. When we are in bed, I am your friend, and you may call me by my name again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” said Kate meekly. It was the first time she had addressed him as ‘sir.’ It seemed like the right thing to do.

“You have a perfectly formed body. I like your mouth, your boobs, your pussy, your ass, and your legs. You seem respectful, docile, and obedient. I think I am going to enjoy being your master. Remember that I may use any part of your body in any way that I like and at any time. If you ever feel that I am going too far and you want me to stop, just say the word ‘Pinnacle’. There may be times when you cannot talk. Before that happens, I will give you a sign to use instead. If at any point you want to end our deal and leave, you may do so. You will keep all the money. I have already given you my word on that. Do you have any questions?”

“No, sir.”

Rob surveyed the gorgeous girl kneeling before him. Kate’s femininity was now on full display. Thanks to her freshly shaven pussy, her perfectly pink, heart-shaped nether lips were clearly visible. Her shapely breasts glowed in the dim light. Her taut, stiff nipples pointed directly at their new owner. Her body diffused a delicate scent of rose with heady honey overtones.

“You will assume this position when you hear the command ‘Heel!’ Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Rob gave her an approving smile. He spent several minutes quietly drinking in the gorgeous spectacle that sat at his feet, awaiting his next command. “Come closer,” he ordered.

Kate shuffled forward until her face was inches away from his crotch. I can see his cock bursting to get out of those trousers. He is gonna order me to give him a blow job.

NSFW: yes

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