Original Story

E-mail from slave at work suggested posting the original story I rewrote (located on my blog) now so as to not confuse our readers. In summary she wrote this story for me and convinced me to rewrite it. Rewrite is here Will and Chaos. As a warning to all Dom/mes I'm telling you now. When your slave is a teacher it means you still get homework.

Its just past midnight and you are about to get off work. Since I had the need for the car today you let me borrow it if I came and picked you up when your shift ended.

As you get out of work you spot me in my black dress you like so much leaning back against the car playing with the keys in my hand. I smile towers you and walk to meet you. You slip a hand down over my back and whisper a soft "hello slut" in my ear. I start blushing knowing that the fact I did will only make people wonder even more about what it was you said. I kiss your cheek, handing you the keys giving you a proper hello. Eyes scanning the cars close by trying to make out if someone heard me. We jump in the car and head home. Not more then a few seconds after we leave the store you put your hand on my thigh giving it a rather painful squeeze. I soon pick up on the fact that you had a bad day as we make small talk. I bite my bottom lip wondering if the plan I had might backfire on me before I even started it. Your hand climb higher up on my thigh and makes its way under my dress only to find I'm not wearing underwear. The red color on my cheeks turn darker as I look away. I can hear you telling me to look at you and I struggle some to follow orders. The shivers roll down my spine as I finally look up at you,Terrified of what you'll say.

I can tell from the look in your eyes that you don't know what to say. Maybe you are pleased to see me without underwear not having told me or maybe you are wondering why. I open my mouth to say something but you put a finger against my lips to make me not. I gasp trying to look at you from the corner of my eye. You say nothing and pull over at a spot not visible from the road but still close enough to attract other passing cars in need of a break.

You get out of the car and comes round to my side, opening the door and pulls me out by my hair pushing me against the side of the car. I'm stuck between you and the car with no chance of getting anywhere. You slip your hand under my dress and without hesitation push two fingers into my already wet pussy, your teeth nibbling the side of my neck while whispering "and my dirty little slut is already wet" I can see the smirk on your face before I turn away. You take my hand and place it on your crotch while pulling the zipper down making me blush even more. You yank my hair to make me move with you to the front of the car, after making me face the car you make me lean over it. My dress up around my waist leaving my sex fully exposed to you. I can feel your hands on my arse squeezing roughly and your hard cock brush over it. Your soft lips against my skin as you bite my shoulder. I close my eyes to embarrassed to look, scared that someone will see us. I can hear the chuckle from you knowing you understand perfectly well why I'm scared. Your cock pushes into me hard making me scream and grab the sides of the car. You move in and out of my dripping wet sex a few times hard but slow before I can feel the tip of your cock push against my arse. I bite my lip hard mumbling a soft "Master please don't, please I'll do anything" but my begging doest help one bit and you slowly push your cock all the way into my tight arse with a loud moan. I try my best to control my emotions but tears start rolling down my face as you continue to fuck me. Your hand coming down on my arse hard as I feel you cum in me. I wipe the tears from my face not wanting you to see as you turn me over and kiss the spot on my shoulder you sunk your teeth into. You wipe your cock clean against my pussy before pulling your pants back up. You place a soft kiss on my cheek and tell me I have until we get home to cum, if I don't I'm not allowed to cum all week. We jump back into the car and drive home, with me fingering myself while you focus on the road.

Erotic e-mail to Mr Evil (1)

Ok, so since Mr Evil came with the idea to post some of the many erotic e-mails he got from me, the thought of publishing them hasn't left my mind. i cant stop thinking about it. A big part of me screams NO and the other thinks it would be rather interesting to see the comment on it all. The Internet will always be the Internet and guess i'm kinda scared someone will trash my private stories, or the way i do them, spell etc. If i do this maybe its one less fear to deal with after? Has to count for something right? A big part of me is hoping M will be proud of me for doing it too, for being brave enough to expose a private part of myself and our relationship.

*deep breath* Ok, here it comes. Maybe the first and the last. Or it could be the first of many. i always write them for Him as in You but since its going to be published here i did give it a little re write.

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She sits in front of her computer writing a e-mail to one of her female friends. One she hasn't talked to in a very long time when suddenly she feels a pair of hands on her shoulders. Small shivers roll down her spine while the smile on her lips slowly grows from big to huge.

She turns around and places a kiss on His stomach looking up at Him with a sparkle in her eye.
His girl stands up and places a kiss on His cheek whispering "i love You Master" before her kisses slowly moves down across His body, her hands resting on His hips as she pulls Him down on the chair.

She quickly kneels in front of Him as her hands brush up the inside of His thighs. A big smile on her face as her hand gently wrap around His cock at the exact same time as her lips do, smiling up at Him while loudly sucking Him. His eyes meet hers as she looks up at Him happily. His cock quickly grows between her lips as her body rubs against Him.

The smile on her lips soon turn into a grin as she asks with the sweetest voice ever "Master, please let this horny little slut feel Your cock in her pussy.. pleeease?" The wait for a answer is making her nervous as He just looks at her. He finally gives her a nod in reply with a silent "yes you may mine".

 He tells her to stand up and makes her twirl around. She bends forward slightly taking His cock in her hands gently pressing it to her pussy. Her whole body sinking back onto it. A loud moan mixed with a  whimper escapes from her lips. The smile on her face is hard to miss as He fucks her hard.....

How it all started - a work in progress

DAMN! Had the best post ever and firefox restarted and its gone.

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This could be one of those stories about how i knew this was for me and have known for all my life. Sorry but in my case thats bullshit, sure i've always had this need to please and not being able to do just that upsets me. i want people happy and usually do my best to make sure they are. Sadly that has over the years also meant that i've always put others before myself. Which in my book isn't always a good thing. There is a fine line between doing your best and taking it to levels where it hurts you more then do good. What's even more sad is that there will always, always be people that uses your kindness.

So, how did all this start? i dont know, i honestly dont know. Sure i've always been the type of person to like the "kinky". Never the person to say no to rough sex or a set of handcuffs but thats it. About 3,5 years ago I ran into some people on-line who more or less pushed me into the world of D/s. It was exciting, new, fun and in a lot of way liberating. Always being the person to take control over things isn't easy, specially not when you realize you're only doing it cause its a must, not cause its a desire. Somewhere in the middle of all this i met Mr Evil. He was unlike anyone i ever met before and from the first moment we chatted i could tell there was something different about Him. We quickly became friends and then some. Thats how it all started. The journey was beginning.

At first it was all smiles and tons of emotions as He slowly guided me into the world of submission. But things didn't go as planned and i wasn't what he was looking for. Of course i wasn't. At the time i didn't know what i wanted and what to do with myself. We went on to a great friendship with the odd benefit here and there but i could never get The Man out of my head. He was always there and from time to time i even had dreams about him (Shh, dont tell Him that). During all of this i grew as a person and carefully started to figure out what i wanted. There were others (for both of us) but none like Him. There isn't a person in the world that can compete with Mr Evil.

Things continued as a roller coaster between us, there were smiles and there were tears. A lot of emotion passed by both of us for some time as we managed to not hurt only our selfs but also each other. We lost trust in each other and things just faded off into nothing. i can honestly say i was sad and He was missed. A lot of water had to pass under the bridge before we could build up the trust between us again. Now its stronger then ever and i'm so happy to have Him back in my life. i never get to blame things on Him but there is one thing he really needs to take the blame for (actually two but we'll get back to that).

Cause of Him i know myself better then ever before, my confidence is mountain high and i know He'll never ever do anything to make the ground crumble under me. He showed me sides of myself i didn't know was there. He made me love and desire things i used to hate. i can honestly say He makes me a better person and for that i'm thankful. We made it through so much to get here, but you know what. It was all worth it. I wouldn't trade the experience or Him for anything in the world.

Sadly, there is one last thing that has to be crossed. The Atlantic Ocean.