My Slutty Teen Slave (Reformatted)

My Slutty Teen Slave

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When I was twenty, shortly after I broke off my year long relationship with a girl named Natalie, I started to search adult chat sites for female submissives. I talked with a few, but none of them were quite what I was looking for.

One night, as I sat on the couch in my apartment, I pulled out my laptop. Within minutes I found a possible submissive, who listed her name as Jess18. I sent her a quick hello, and she replied, seeming flirty.

“So, I heard you’re looking for someone who can hold you down and have their way with your helpless body? ;)”

It took her a minute to reply, but she said, “Ohhhh yes 🙂 are you that guy?”

“Maybe. We’ll see ;)”

We chatted for about ten minutes. I learned that her name was Jessica and she was a high school student on their cheer squad.

“Oh really? I’m James. Are you a senior?”

“Nope! A junior. I’m only 17. Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone here :)”

“It’s our little secret. I’m twenty, by the way.”

“That’s cool! What do you do?”

I told her about my desk job, and how I had an apartment to myself (though I didn’t tell her that my parents helped me pay for it). She seemed impressed, and told me that she lives with her parents in Ohio.

“Oh that’s awesome! I live in Illinois!”

We continued talking until about 11:30. She told me she had to go to bed. But before she left, I said, “PM me tomorrow after school!”

She signed off, saying “Of course…sir :)”

I was about to turn off my laptop when I realized how horny I had become. Turning on some porn, I started to stroke my shaft. I came quickly, fantasizing about Jessica being my submissive slut.

The next day at work was tough. I got a lot done, but I kept thinking about Jessica, and if she would be my submissive. Finally, at 5 I got to leave. I drove home and turned on my computer. Sure enough, I had gotten a message from Jessica.

“Hey! It was fun talking with you last night! I think we need to talk more about this dominance thing. It’s been a fantasy of mine to submit to someone. But I’ll talk to ya later!”

I sent a quick reply. “Get on at 9 tonight.”

Having nothing to do for a couple hours, I went to the gym to work out. As I sweated, lifting weights and running on the treadmill, I kept getting aroused thinking about having my own submissive.

I drove back home and took a quick shower. I made myself a quick dinner. As the delicious smell wafted from the microwave, I started to turn on my computer. By 9:06, I logged in. I was greeted by a message.

“Hey! Took ya long enough! :)”

Trying to sound dominant, I replied, “Well, good thing I make the rules and not you ;)”

“Alright, I’m fine with that!”

In almost no time, we got to talking about sex. It turns out Jessica was not a virgin–she had sex with her boyfriend when she was 15. However, he wasn’t very good, and to this day no man had given her an orgasm. I told her about all the things I had done, and she seemed impressed.

There was a slight lapse in our conversation. To move it along (and because I was extremely horny), I sent, “If you were my sub, I’d tie you down and do what I want with your body.”

“Mmmhmmm. I’d be a good girl and please you in any way I can”

We started to have an amazing roleplay, in which I tied her down and fucked her to multiple orgasms. My cock was aching in my pants.

At the end of it, I sent her my number, telling her to text me tomorrow. But, as I logged off, I received a text message.

“That was the best orgasm of my life. Have a nice night…sir. :)”

I turned on some porn, and masturbated, imagining Jessica being my personal fuck slut.

The next day, I went to work as usual. However, by 11 I had received a text from Jessica.

“So…can I be your submissive? :)”

Hiding my phone under my desk, I replied, “Hm…maybe.”

I shuffled papers around, waiting for my phone to light back up. A couple minutes later it did.

“Pleeeeeeease? I’ll be a good girl!”

“Alright, but that means you have to listen to, and do what I say.”

Again, there was a little wait before she replied, “Oh yay! It’ll be fun…sir :)”

“Rule 1: No texting in school. You need to get a good education. I’ll have more for you tonight at 9.”

“Okay see ya then!”

I was able to finish my workday, but my boxers were pushing uncomfortably against by hard cock. Again, I worked out, showered, and got myself food. I even had time to get coffee with an old high school friend.

But, at 8:45, I sat down on my couch to come up with different rules Jessica would have to follow. By 9, I had a sizeable list, though I was only going to tell a couple tonight.

I texted her, saying, “Are you ready for more rules Jess?”

“Yes!”

“Rule 2: When you refer to me, you have to call me Sir, Master, or something of that sort.”

“Okay Sir. Any more?”

“Rule 3: No touching yourself without my permission. Rule 4: Tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything I am telling you to do. And Rule 5: No relationships with other guys while you’re my submissive. You should probably write these down. And there will be more when the time comes.”

A couple minutes later she said she had written them down.

“Good, but you need to remember that this relationship is about having fun. And it is built on honesty. If you break a rule, be sure to tell me. I promise I won’t get mad.”

“Alright. But I’ll do my best to follow them!”

“I think it’s about time to send pictures, if you’re comfortable with that.”

The next text I received was of a beautiful brunette, probably about 5’2″ with what looked like B cup breasts.