Kristen begins her training

Kristen Begins Her Training

PREFACE

For years, Kristen had known something was missing from her life. Although content, Kristen always felt a huge void, as if she wasn’t the woman she was supposed to be. She had a husband she loved, beautiful children, and a good job; in all appearances, she had the perfect life. However, as Kristen took stock of her life, she knew better than anyone perception was definitely not reality.

Over the years, Kristen searched for something to fill the emptiness. She tried various activities at her local health club, became treasurer of the school PTA, changed hair styles, even tried different things to spice up her love life but every time, the empty chasm remained. As the months and years went by, Kristen resigned herself to the fact she may never find what was missing.

Often, when home alone, Kristen would visit an adult web site, reading erotic stories, often imagining herself as one of the female characters in various stories. Ultimately, she would find herself sprawled out on her bed, her beautiful body void of clothing and her favorite vibrator buried deep inside herself. During her imaginary sexual exploits, Kristen discovered the emptiness often felt as if it had been filled, even if for a short period of time.

One particular story changed her life. As she read it, she was amazed by the author’s ability to pull her into the story. Kristen felt as if she was actually living the words, sentence by sentence, paragraph by paragraph, scene by erotically wonderful scene, entranced in his world of erotic make-believe.

Kristen read this story several times and quickly rushed to her bedroom and brought herself to an immediate climax as she relived the story-line in her mind. Her pussy was incredibly wet, more so than normal and her orgasm was one of the most intense she had ever felt. As she lay sprawled in her bed and recovering from her self-inflicted fucking, Kristen continued to feel a powerful connection to this story.

Still gripped by this erotic chronicle, Kristen threw on a pair of shorts and sweatshirt and immediately logged back into the web-site, re-reading the story slowly, line-by-line. As she did, she again found herself extremely aroused; her hands trembling, her heart racing out of control. By the middle of the story, her long, sensual fingers had found their way under her shorts, slowly caressing her swollen clit. Her hips subtly rocked back and forth to the steady rhythm of her fingers.

Kristen was finding it difficult to concentrate on the story. Once again, she was driving her slender fingers deep inside her self as she envisioned herself as the author’s daughter, her Daddy fucking her young pussy, pounding her deeper and deeper. Kristen was no longer reading the story, she was in the story. Kristen closed her eyes and immersed herself in her own variation of fantasy as daddy’s little girl, fucking herself wildly until she exploded in another intense orgasm.

Of the dozens of stories she had read, she had never before contacted the author directly. In this case. she felt compelled to do so. Clicking on the link, she found her fingers quickly putting her thoughts and emotions into text. As she finished, she nervously hit the “send” button and drew a deep breath, uncertain of her action.

Moments later, she logged into her e-mail and, to her amazement, she had received a reply from the author. As she read the reply, Kristen found herself more intrigued by the man who wrote the words that still had her body trembling with arousal. She quickly found him to be warm, caring, intelligent, and she discerned a certain strength and power in him.
Every fiber of common-sense and experience told her to be careful but her heart and her libido were guiding her elsewhere. The two exchanged Instant Messenger screen names and were soon chatting. Within minutes, Kristen felt as if she had known this man forever. The conversation flowed naturally as they discovered how much they had in common. Even before she opened the pictures he e-mailed to her, she felt an unbelievable attraction to this man.

As she continued to converse, Kristen began to sense a feeling she had not felt in years, if ever. In that moment, Kristen knew what had been missing; she needed to serve and this was the man she needed to serve. Within days, Kristen had committed herself to serve her new Master.

Finally, she felt whole, as if she now had a purpose. Serving this Man, doing anything to please Him, was her calling; a calling in itself that made her pussy drip with excitement and anticipation. Serving this Man, she quickly learned, also had an immediate impact on her sex life, sparking a new passion between her and her husband.

With this, Kristen’s training had begun.

TRAINING BEGINS

Kristen eagerly absorbed her new role, adapting quickly to His guidance, leadership, and mentoring, serving her Master without question. While many women would be offended by being talked to as He did, Kristen was remarkably turned on by the sound of His voice; being called His “cum-slut” or His “little whore.”

Unable to sleep last night, Kristen tossed and turned, eagerly awaiting the sun to rise and give her the first opportunity to prove her loyalty to her new Master. Painstakingly, she watched the clock advance slowly, minute by minute, hour by hour until the clock read 7 A.M.

Rummaging through her closet, Kristen selected a low-cut short-sleeved shirt and a tight, mid-thigh level skirt. Standing in front of the mirror, she carefully eyed her reflection. Even though she was thousands of miles away from Him, she wanted to look her best. The tight material of her shirt accentuated her full 38D breasts and the skin-tight skirt outlined the sensual contours of her hips and thighs. Kristen completed her outfit with a pair of 3” black high heels. Even though she only stood 5’3” tall, she cast a striking image.

After re-checking her hair, make-up, and shiny lip gloss, Kristen ensured she had the list of instructions from her Master tucked safely into her small handbag and excitedly set off for task one. As she drove to her destination, Kristen felt her heart beating rapidly and a tickling sensation between her thighs as the excitement coursed through her body.

Arriving at her destination, Kristen found a parking slot next to the rear entrance of the mall. As she walked inside, she felt her legs grow weak. As excited as she was, she was also extremely frightened. In her 36 years, she had never done anything like this. In fact, she had only had five sexual partners since first becoming sexually active at 21 years old.