My Little Slave

“I want to be your slave sir.” The girl standing on my front porch said her eyes were wide and she looked a little afraid. I smiled at her to try and put her at ease before inviting her in so she could sit while I decided what to do with this situation.

As she walks inside she looks around with wonder, admittedly my house was very impressive being a multi millionaire meant that I could afford a lot of very nice things like my mansion and everything inside it.

“This place is amazing.” The young girl says sounding amazed at my lavish furniture.

I lead her through to the living room, “please sit.” I tell her and she carefully sits on the sofa like she’s scared of breaking it, “do you know what you’re asking?” I question her wanting to know if she knew exactly what she was asking of me.

“Yes sir, I know exactly what I’m asking.” She tells me looking a lot more confident now.

“Tell me about yourself.” I tell her part of me hoping to talk her out of this, she barely looks 18 and has her whole life ahead of her but the other part of me wants her to talk me into this because she is stunning and I would really enjoy seeing her riding my dick or with my cock buried in her throat.

“Amy told me about you.” She tells me, Amy is my ex girlfriend and she hadn’t been into a lot of the things I asked of her, “She told me about some of the things you wanted to do to her that she wouldn’t let you and it all sounded so good.” She told me and I could see her blushing, “I don’t really have anyone who cares about me more than just being a friend. I’m naturally submissive and the thought of being owned sounds amazing so I thought I would make you the offer.”

“You know that if I make you my slave it wont be all hard sex, bondage and spanking.” I tell her, “you will have other thing that you will have to do for me.” She smiles at my words.

“I understand sir and I will do everything you ask me to.” She tells me but she looks down and away from me as she blushes.

“For someone asking to be my slave you seemed to be rather shy.” I tease her a little but I know a person or two who have a situation just like what this girl is asking of me and being shy just wouldn’t fit.

“Sorry sir it’s just a little awkward.” She tells me blushing a deeper shade of red and when she speaks again her voice is determined and steady, “but I do want this.”

For the first time since she walked in I check her out, she is shorter than me with the top of her head coming to just under my nose. She is extremely good looking, her face is soft and a little round even her nose and mouth look soft and fit her face, the shape of her eyes fits the soft look of her but her eyes while being big and wide hold something hard within their bright green depths. Her face is framed by obviously dyed but bouncy dark red hair that falls down past her shoulders.

I admire what I can see of the rest of her body, her breasts look small maybe an A or B cup and a flat stomach, my eyes move down and take in her long legs clad in tight blue skinny jeans. Without me even asking she stands up and slowly turns around so I can get a good look at her perfect little ass, she turns back to face me when I finish trailing my eyes over the back of her body.

“Get undressed.” I order her and watch her eyes widen in shock and maybe a little fear, she hesitates for a moment, “I don’t think a master should have to ask for his slave to do something twice.” I tell her and she quickly peels off her t shirt and throws it onto the sofa.

Her t shirt hits the sofa and my eyes shoot to her breasts, she has on a lacy red bra obviously designed to be sexy while still practical and I know my guess at her cup size was pretty accurate as I stare at her small B cup breasts. She turns away from me and bends over to take off her skinny jeans revealing a pair of panties that matches her bra and her perfect round ass, she has to remove her shoes to take off the jeans. She stands up and looks at me expectantly.

“That means all of it.” I tell her and she slowly moves her hands to undo her bra and as she does I realise I don’t actually even know her name, “what’s your name?” I ask as her bra falls away revealing those perfect little breasts.

“Theresa sir.” She tells me as she removes her panties showing me her shaved pussy.

“No.” I tell her and she looks at me confused, “your name is Slave.” I tell her and her eyes seem to light up and she looks excited, “we can work out the details later. First though I want to see you cum just like you would at home.” I tell her.

“May I?” she asks gesturing to the sofa.

“One rule I want to introduce now.” I growl as she looks at me with desire in her eyes, “you will always call me sir or master especially if you are asking for something.”

“Sorry master.” She says quickly before continuing, “please may I sit on the sofa to perform the task master?” she asks her voice soft and sweet, I nod at her and she slowly sinks down onto the sofa.

As soon as she lands in the seat she opens her legs wide and her hand moves straight to her pussy, I sit in the armchair opposite her and watch as she strokes her soaking wet pussy before slipping her index and middle finger inside herself and moans with a big smile crossing her face.

“When you get close to orgasm you will ask me for permission to cum.” I tell her with a smile on my face, she smiles at me before looking back down at her hand plunging in and out of her pussy.