SlaveX – Utter Submission

SlaveX – Utter Submission

A suburban MILF submits to an internet master.

1) This is fantasy. These things don’t happen in real life… often.
2) This is in the ‘Dark Fantasy’ story category but it could certainly be classified as ‘Love/Romance’, especially the latter half.
3) The story contains strong elements of: BDSM; humiliation; reluctance; straight and lesbian sex; pain; and pet-play.
4) Rather long with no chapters, sorry.
5) I don’t describe the characters in detail. I think it is better the reader does.
6) Any comments, questions, suggestions or feedback much appreciated.


Julia was shy, innocent and inexperienced but she didn’t know it. She had had sex with her share of guys. She had orgasmed from a cock in her pussy and she enjoyed pleasing a man but she didn’t know proper pleasure until she started exploring the internet… and herself.

Thirty-five, a single mother with no time on her hands, Julia didn’t even think about internet dating until her friends told her about their successes. A cocktail party at Emily’s – one of Julia’s closest ‘suburb friends’ – meant drunken conversations with the girls from the neighbourhood. With the men off talking politics or sport the women congregated in the kitchen and it wasn’t long until conversation turned to sex.

Anna had obviously drunk a little too much: “You don’t even want to know what they’re doing on the internet these days.”

“You mean like cyber-sex?” Julia offered, not wanting to look ignorant. All the other women giggled at the naïve question.

“Oh sure, cyber-sex… Ha! Julia, you can’t even imagine what goes on, have you even looked at anything other than Facebook? It’s a new world!” Anna tempted Julia into the conversation.

“I’m not that stupid Anna! Sure, like, there’s video chat. I know you’ve done that!” Julia smirked, knowing Anna was not the angel she made out to be at her PTA meetings.

“Damn, video’s expected! You don’t want to know what I’ve done on video!” All the ladies started cackling at this. They knew what she meant, video sex, with a guy from… wherever. “The problem is ladies… finding a guy who’s actually hot. Gotta screen ‘em!”

The housewives wouldn’t admit it but they loved the conversation. Each one of them was thinking the same thoughts: an internet entanglement with a hot guy, a bit of pure pleasure in their own homes.

“Sophie?” Julia decided to turn the heat up on her most conservative friend.

“Wh….what? I…I haven’t done that!” But she couldn’t hide her smirk. “Well… just pictures.”

“Of!?” Anna demanded.

“Of…. What my husband isn’t getting anymore!” The girls couldn’t contain themselves and laughed loudly until Peter poked his head through the door to check what was so hilarious.

A few more glasses of wine and a bit of innuendo finished the night for Julia but she couldn’t shake the thought: online sex, an orgasm on demand in her own home and sexy guys available at the click of a button. After a couple of weeks with the thought in the back of her mind, and with her young son fast asleep in his room, Julia sat back in her bed with her laptop and decided to research. It started with a simple internet search: “Chat room free.” She couldn’t possibly realise the future consequences as, without thinking, she chose a chatroom for local singles.

It was a waste of time: teenagers looking for a quick cyber, fake lesbians hoping for any sordid information about women, and guys immediately asking ‘a/s/l’ or her bra size. Julia’s libido died a quick death until she saw the screen name “MasterX”. Deciding to try playing the same game and tired of the time-wasting she impulsively messaged the user: “Yes Master?”

A minute passed as Julia waited. She knew this would just be another jerk.

Finally a message popped up: “What do you want?”

Julia hesitated. With a stark realisation she realised: What did she want? She didn’t know how to proceed but wanted to at least play the game just for fun. With a smile she typed her response: “Anything you want, MasterX.”

As she hit the return key she knew she was in control: an idiot on the other end of the internet thinking she was game.

“You don’t deserve a Master.”

Simple but strong, Julia couldn’t believe it. She was an actual woman offering herself to some geek online ‘master’ and she was being rejected! Julia steeled herself: she wasn’t going to be rejected by some anonymous idiot from the internet.

“Don’t deserve!? You missed your opportunity asshole.” It was an easy response demanding a power-shift towards her.

“Exactly. Go back to your cyber-sex.”

Nobody had talked to Julia like this, ever, on the internet or elsewhere. She immediately got riled up.

“You idiot. I’m here dressed only in my nightie and you tell me to go away?!”

Julia was certainly a beautiful woman and she knew men wanted her. It had helped her before and she knew she deserved respect for it. She knew she had power, at least in real life.

“Fine. Take a photo of your pussy. Message it to me.”

Julia’s mouth dropped. She couldn’t believe this guy’s arrogance: hardly interested in a thirty-five year old beautiful MILF offering herself to him! She stared at the message. She knew it was an anonymous challenge, a power-play by some random internet pervert.

Julia couldn’t respond because there was nothing to say. This guy wanted a photo or he wouldn’t care. Pausing she thought more and more; she wouldn’t be beaten by some idiot on the internet! Without thinking she grabbed her phone and with a slight hesitation she pulled her nightie up. Was she really going to do this – take a photo of her pussy for some internet stranger? Unconsciously Julia blanked her mind, lifted her nightie and pulled her panties down. Without thinking she pointed her phone at her pussy and snapped a photo. Trying hard not to think of what she was doing Julia opened the computer’s file sharing program, the file’s folder and finally, with a slight hesitation, sent the photo across the internet.

Julia didn’t type anything and just waited, waited for the response she knew was coming: ‘Wow! A girl on the internet, a beautiful pussy too, can I please talk some more?’ But MasterX wasn’t so forgiving. Finally after five minutes Julia heard the bing of a new message.

“Not shaved?” Julia couldn’t believe it, some punk on the internet seeing her pussy and thinking it wasn’t perfect! She knew her answer immediately.

“That’s normal you idiot!”

“That’s not the way to please a Master.” The response came back almost immediately.
Julia fumed. He was not a master and she was certainly not trying to please him.

“I’m sure you probably haven’t seen a normal one but that’s what most women look like dumbass!”

Julia reached for the power button on her computer. She was determined to shut down this stupidity. Sobering up she realised the idiocy of posting a photo of her pussy to some random stranger and she knew it was time to end this silly adventure. But her finger paused over the power button. Slowly she leant back and waited for a response: she wanted to know what he thought, MasterX, this idiot from the internet.

Finally a message pinged: “Show me your ass”. Julia she couldn’t believe it – he wanted more!

“What are you talking about, you’ve seen enough.”

MasterX was quick to respond and he easily riled Julia: “Maybe your ass is better than your pussy.”

Almost on remote control Julia responded to the bait. She knew she was anonymous and there was no way anybody in the chat room knew who she was. Quickly she took her phone again and reached for the bottom of her nightie. Looking around, paranoid of strangers even in her own house, Julia lifted her nightie up. She realised it would be difficult to photo her ass but leaning back she positioned her hips over the chair. Blushing slightly she haphazardly pointed her phone down. After snapping the photo Julia avoided looking at it. She certainly didn’t want to see her ass and she definitely didn’t want to keep a copy on her computer. Trying not to think, Julia uploaded it to MasterX. She hoped it would be a defiant ‘fuck-you’ to his rudeness. Failing to admit her anxiousness she waited for his response.

“Very good girl.”

MasterX managed to condescend even after she had humiliated herself for him. It was too much and time for Julia to go on the attack.

“You meet a girl, a woman! on the internet – you see her BEAUTIFUL pussy and you don’t do anything! This is why you’re fucking alone… and fucking alone!” Julia smiled at her wit and enjoyed thinking of MasterX after the humiliation of her words.

“You may be worthy. What size are your tits?”

Julia smirked: the classic question of a lonely internet idiot. She knew for certain the type of person she was talking to.

“34C and too beautiful for you.”

“You’re a good girl.” Julia’s face went red at bizarre compliment: she was no-one’s ‘girl’. With a hesitation she realised she couldn’t resist and was desperate to explore this strange ‘MasterX’.

“A good girl! You would beg to get near me.”

“I don’t beg.”

“Ha! Of course not MASTER. I suppose you have women drooling all over you!”

Julia stared at the screen wondering whether this ‘MasterX’ would even reply.

“Yes.”

Julia was stunned by the simple, sharp, response. He was, or at least thought he was, lusted after by women, actual woman. But Julia couldn’t stop her heart-rate increasing: such a controlled, dominant, uncompromising response even after she had proved herself with two obscene photos.

Julia struggled to think of what to type but finally decided he couldn’t be for real: “Ha! You’re a master?” She knew she was desperately trying to hide her need to know more.

“Shave your pussy, come tomorrow.”

The answer, the demand, was short and powerful. Immediately MasterX’s name left Julia’s screen: either he’d left chat or blocked her. Julia didn’t know what to do, her pussy was tingling and she couldn’t deny it to herself. Unlike every other guy he was someone who didn’t try to please her, suck up to her, give her compliments and expect something in return. Instead it was a brick wall. He was a man who wanted what he wanted and otherwise didn’t care. Julia knew it was up to her.

Stunned, Julia turned off the computer and relaxed into bed. At first she laughed it off as a stupid encounter with an ‘internet hero’: a misadventure. Slowly she slid towards sleep but she couldn’t avoid thinking of MasterX, the anonymous man – or boy! – demanding her obedience. Anna, or any other of the suburb moms, hadn’t prepared her for this.

Julia woke the next morning and almost managed to forget about her stupid hour on the internet last night. Throughout the day Julia pushed it to the back of her mind but at eight o’clock her thoughts easily returned to the computer and MasterX. Logging on to the chat room she could see he was there but she didn’t message him. She remembered his last command: “Shave your pussy, come tomorrow.”

Julia wanted to reassert her dominance, she wasn’t going to be beaten: she would show him her value. Almost automatically Julia walked to her en-suite and picked out a razor and shaving cream. She felt in another world as she sat on her toilet seat, took off her panties, slid her nightie up her hips and spread her legs. As she looked down at her bush she thought of obeying and of providing pleasure to some random internet stranger. But most importantly she thought of being wanted and of being the centre of attention. Julia blanked her mind and she sprayed shaving cream onto her hand and started massaging it onto her mound. She tried not to think: she didn’t want to think. Instead she simply wanted to do. Slowly Julia brought the razor to her pussy and gradually shaved herself. Looking intimately at her own pussy, in her own bathroom, she began obeying the orders of an internet stranger.

Finally Julia finished and looked down. She felt virgin, new: a fresh pussy to be explored. Putting these thoughts to the back of her mind Julia took the photo that had been requested and steadied herself to show MasterX who was boss: this beautiful MILF.

“There!”

Julia typed here message as the photo finished its upload. She waited for a response as she knew this would win the ridiculous power-battle: a woman endowed with beauty versus a man who obviously spent all his time on the internet. Five long minutes passed until she finally got a response to her intimate photo.

“Very good girl. Maybe you can serve.”

Julia couldn’t believe it: “SERVE!! You’re deluded. Why do you think I can, or would! serve YOU!!??!” Julia was fuming, she had shaved herself, showed her most intimate parts and this ‘MasterX’ still wasn’t satisfied! But even with her growing frustration Julia could feel tension building in her body as she waited for a response.

“Because you already did.”

Julia couldn’t think or move as one sentence stunned her into inaction. She had. She had obeyed his order and she had shown him what he demanded. Julia didn’t know what to type and simply froze with her fingers over the keyboard.

“What’s your name?”

Julia knew the game they were starting to play. He wanted more information, more power. Julia knew it was wrong but she wouldn’t, or couldn’t, resist answering truthfully.

“Julia”

“Age?”

“35”

“What are you wearing?”

Julia hesitated: it was a step towards the live, the real, the now.

“Nightie and panties.” Even while typing she couldn’t believe the information she was giving him. It wasn’t stupid cyber-sex: this was actually her, now, for real.

“Good girl. If you obey you can serve me.”

“Obey? What the hell are you talking about?” Julia typed reflexively but she struggled to ignore her feelings and her body involuntarily warming with an energy building up to something unknown.

“I want to watch you cum. You may video it.”

Short and sharp, MasterX’s command cut to the heart of Julia’s thoughts. Reading the message Julia couldn’t ignore the feeling in her pussy. Admitting it to herself, she knew she wanted to cum: but from the orders of some random guy on the internet? Julia knew she wouldn’t do it but at the same time she knew she wanted more information about the weird world she had stumbled across.

“How?” Julia’s hands trembled slightly as she typed her crazy response.

After a long wait MasterX finally responded: “Use your fingers, grind on them, use your phone to video it. You have twenty minutes.”

Julia’s mouth dropped as she stared blankly at the screen: a ridiculous command from an anonymous stranger. Before she could think Julia reached down to her pussy and began gently rubbing herself. As she was consciously deciding whether to follow MasterX’s command she unconsciously began rubbing faster. Her newly shaven pussy responded quickly and Julia’s clit begged for attention as her hazy mind wandered. At first she thought of pure sex, a dick connected to the mysterious MasterX filling her but soon her thoughts evolved and she meditated on the position she was actually in: an internet pervert commanding her actions.

Unconsciously Julia grabbed her phone. Tentatively she held it in front of her and the lens picked up every movement of her fingers over her newly-shaved pussy. Julia started to feel degraded. She knew it was a private performance: an obscene exhibition for a stranger. Perversely the humiliation quickly brought Julia closer to orgasm: she knew she was being controlled and dominated by someone, someone unknown. Slowly she admitted it to herself: she was being owned by this bizarre and anonymous master.

But it wasn’t enough for her. Julia started thinking of the future and of being ordered to do more by MasterX, of being forced to obey, to suck his cock, and to be completely used. Julia’s pussy flooded as she imagined herself being taken, not having sex, but being taken: owned and used by someone, a cock slamming in to her pussy absolutely controlling and dominating her. Julia’s hips bucked into her fingers and she felt herself pushed towards an orgasm by her burning pussy she hadn’t felt so intimately for years. Finally Julia felt herself drop over the cliff and succumb to the thoughts and feelings of her surreal orgasm.

Still shuddering Julia looked up at the camera-phone in her hand. A wave of post-orgasmic realisation washed over her: she had done it! She had obeyed and videoed herself! Beads of sweat were on her brow as she didn’t hesitate to upload the perverted video as she timidly pulled up her underwear.

Julia waited for a response to the video after it completed its upload. She thought he must have something good to say. She knew she’d done enough to be complimented at least.

“Good girl. Bra size again?”

It was a ridiculously short and humiliating response. The ‘MasterX’ had even forgotten what she had told him yesterday! But re-reading the first sentence Julia couldn’t deny some satisfaction and a little tingle in her body at the smallest of compliments: she was a ‘good girl’ apparently.

Julia decided to respond calmly and see where MasterX has taking her: “34C.”

“Take your panties off.”

Still recovering from her orgasm, Julia hesitated. She rationalised the command: maybe it would be another orgasm? She might get to orgasm again from whatever he had in store for her. Slowly Julia reached down and pulled at her big, tight white panties. She slipped them down her legs, off her feet and held them in her lap as her pussy waited for the inevitable action.

“Put them in your mouth.”

Julia couldn’t control herself and immediately typed her response: “What!?”

“Now!”

Everything became silent for the stunned MILF. Julia could only hear her soft breathing as she held her panties in her hand. She was disgusted by the order but there was nothing to say: obey or not, it was her choice. Slowly Julia lifted her hand. Tentatively she placed her panties to her lips. With a final thought of submission she opened her mouth and pushed the panties in as her face burned with shame at the private act of submission to an anonymous internet ‘master’.

“Done”: a simple response to the anonymous stranger. Julia simply waited for the next order as her loins burned for more attention.

It seemed like an eternity but she finally got an acknowledgment: “Well done girl.” Julia hesitated, waiting for a further instruction maybe permission or an order to touch herself once again. Instead she got to read a final sentence from the powerful MasterX: “Come tomorrow, you will please me.”

Julia’s pussy and face burned in humiliation. She thought there would be more, at least the opportunity to get herself off again. But there was nothing, only an emptiness and the humiliation of being dismissed. Soberly Julia assessed herself: a proud, beautiful MILF with her panties in her mouth desperately looking at a computer screen waiting for an online master to give her another command!

Julia’s shoulders dropped as she felt completely defeated in her own lust. Quickly she pulled her panties out of her mouth and threw them dismissively across the room. Reluctantly she waited a few minutes to see if MasterX would come back onto her screen like it was a joke: surely nobody could be that dismissive of her!

When nothing happened Julia collapsed onto her bed. She was a mess of thoughts after her degrading but powerful orgasm. Already she began thinking about tomorrow night: would she return? Would she obey him? Please him?

Julia couldn’t stop herself thinking about MasterX and her bizarre submission until the next night when at nine o’clock she found herself back at her computer and waiting for the mystery master to contact her.

Finally a text box appeared: “Video now.”

Julia hadn’t even thought of this but her friends had warned her it was expected. As her heart rate increased Julia looked into her laptop’s functions: how did she get the camera to display? Finally she worked it out. Seeing her red face on the screen she immediately angled the screen down so her head was cut off. She knew she couldn’t deal with showing this stranger her identity.

“Good girl. Did you cum a second time last night?” Julia was humiliated but like a moth to a flame she couldn’t pull herself away.

“No! You humiliated me! Left me with panties in my mouth and went offline!”

“So you followed my order then?”

Julia had no response: she had, she had humiliated herself in her own home for this stranger! She nodded to herself in stunned silence.

Suddenly a voice boomed out of laptop speakers. Julia quickly found the volume control and turned it down so as not to wake her infant son.

“You’re here because you want to cum again.” It wasn’t a question but with a croak Julia mindlessly responded.

“Yes.”

“I will allow you to tonight.”

Allow!? Julia couldn’t believe his comment but she managed to kept quiet: she wanted to know what MasterX had planned for her and how she’d be told, allowed, to orgasm again.

“Lift up your nightie. Show me your panties.”

Julia hesitated but slowly started obeying. Gradually she took hold of the bottom of the white nightie and brought it up revealing her tight white panties to the internet stranger.

“Panties around your knees.”

Julia felt her excitement building. She was on the edge of giving a live show of her most intimate parts to an internet master. Her breathing quickened as she yanked her panties down and displayed her newly shaved pussy to the camera. She realised it took her some self-control not to start rubbing immediately. Instead she waited, on display, for her next order.

“Find two things to use in your pussy.”

Julia’s lust overpowered her brain and she didn’t even think as she stood up leaving her panties pulled tight around her knees. Quickly she shuffled to her bedside table and brought out two modest vibrators: her only sex toys. After she returned to her chair she instinctively raised her nightie again to once again reveal her pussy to the camera. Silently she held up the vibrators to the camera for approval.

“What others do you have?”

“I…” Julia’s mouth dried up: it was the most intimate thing she had ever talked about with anyone and she was happy that MasterX couldn’t see her bright red face. “I… don’t have anything else.”

“You will find two others things, things you haven’t used before.”

Julia’s eyes went wide but her pussy immediately responded: she was going to be commanded into a filthy act with random household objects! But she didn’t hesitate to respond to the anonymous MasterX: “Yes.”

Quickly Julia stood up and glanced around the room. Five minutes after leaving the video screen Julia returned. On her lap she placed two objects: a carrot – freshly washed – and a spatula. She had felt like a thief as she crept down to the kitchen to retrieve the objects with their illicit purposes. Slowly Julia held them up for approval.

“Very good girl. Rub your pussy for me.”

Julia hesitated: it wasn’t for him it was for her! But she consciously avoided thinking about it as she knew she only wanted to submit, the orgasm already building inside her. Julia’s hand automatically reached down to her clit. At first she stayed silent, disturbed by the bizarre, naughty, act, but soon she moaned as she could feel herself getting wet as a heat started spreading from her pussy.

“Put the carrot in your cunt.”

Julia couldn’t believe the vulgar language but again she avoided thinking about it. She knew she would get to cum from this and that was all she was wanted to think about. Julia rubbed the vegetable up and down her wet pussy lips, preparing it with her juices.

“Now!” MasterX’s voice booming order broke through Julia’s laptop speakers.

Julia grunted as she complied immediately and slid the long thick carrot into her pussy. Julia gradually pushed it deeper with each thrust and her moans increased constantly. She fixed her eyes onto her screen as she enjoyed the original view of her pussy and the obscene act she was committing. Desperate to climax Julia increased the intensity and pushed harder and faster as her tits wobbled underneath her nightie with each thrust. Julia increasingly enjoyed her obscene display for the internet stranger. Unconsciously she decided to vocalise her feelings and slowly her groans and moans increased to show MasterX she enjoyed obeying.

“Stop.” MasterX’s voice broke through Julia’s moans. She obeyed and paused, nearly the full length of the vegetable inside her.

“Put it in your mouth.”

Julia sobered up immediately: she had never done that, never tasted herself. She thought for a second but couldn’t deny herself. She wanted to obey, if only to find out what was next.

Slowly the MILF brought the juice-covered carrot to her lips. Steadily she pushed it between her full lips and without prompting began to slide it back and forth as her juice covered the inside of her mouth. Julia’s face burned with humiliation: a blowjob performance for an internet stranger!

“What do you want in your cunt?” Julia hesitated with the harsh language and the answer she knew she had to give.

“The spatula.”

“Good girl,” MasterX gave curt permission for Julia to degrade herself further.

Quickly, needing anything to fill her soaking cunt Julia reached for the spatula. Smearing the rounded end with her own juice Julia quickly slid it into her hole. Returning the carrot to her mouth the MILF began servicing both objects at the same time. She was thankful she was unable to see her face on the screen: she knew she must have looked ridiculous. But her orgasm was undeniably rising again and the double penetration took her mind away from everything, everything but the warmth she felt building pulsing out of her pussy. The spatula handle was longer than the carrot so Julia pushed it deeper, a deeper penetration than she had felt for a long time. Julia grew desperate for the slight pain: a forceful humiliating fuck to get herself off.

“Cum when I say one.” MasterX’s voice brought Julia even closer. Frantically she pumped the obscene items into her two holes, stretching both to their limit as sweat started to build on her forehead.

“Five.”

Julia was beyond thinking except that she was so close to bliss.

“Four.”

Finally she’d be able to cum.

“Three.”

In her passion Julia pushed even deeper with the carrot and humiliating gagging noises escaped her throat.

“Two.”

Julia’s pussy was on fire and her hand was soaked with her own juice. She knew just one, just one more number.

“One.”

On command the desperate MILF obeyed and had the strongest orgasm of her life. Her hips bucked and an animal grunt came from her stuffed mouth as she came harder than she thought possible. Julia didn’t stop pumping either object into herself as a wave of bliss flowed over her body. Greedily she wanted every last drop of this sensation as a burst of energy exploded from her pussy that reached every nerve in her body.

Finally the MILF slowed down and brought the carrot out of her mouth. Julia looked up at the screen and enjoyed watching the spatula lazily slide in and out of her engorged pussy. Slowly her breathing returned to normal and she regained some sense of reality. With a last moan she pulled the handle out of her pussy and tried to hide wiping her wet hands on her nightie. She was spent but still buzzing with her post-orgasmic bliss.

Julia didn’t say anything as she simply waited for a response from MasterX: had she pleased him? Was it enough? Was he even there anymore? She desperately wanted acknowledgement of the performance she had put on: an appreciation of her crazy submission and humiliating display. Julia kept waiting as the last remnants of her orgasm gradually subsided. Slowly she pulled her panties up and her juice immediately spoilt them. As she pulled down her nightie Julia felt some semblance of propriety returning.

“Did you enjoy that?”

Julia knew it was a stupid question but she knew what the anonymous man wanted: he wanted her to admit it, to confirm what they both knew and to show his power.

“Y…yes.”

“What do you say?”

This confused the MILF but she wasn’t stupid. She knew he wanted submission beyond the physical.

“Th… Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

It was an intentionally humiliating slap in the face. At the very least Julia had done all the work! But she wasn’t going to argue. Instead she waited: she didn’t want to be the one to take control of the situation.

Suddenly an internet link popped up in the text box: “Pick 3. Contact me when you have them.”

Julia was stunned: no emotional response, no acknowledgment, no compliment, no comment at all! It was like her orgasm was just another piece of business. Julia expected more, wanted more, some reward for obeying. But gradually Julia realised: maybe she had already got that.

Julia opened the link and a gasp escaped her mouth as her eyes hit upon a photo of a naked and gagged woman. Apparently it was an online shop selling sex toys.

The link was a shopping cart and Julia carefully looked over its six items. The first was a ball gag. The accompanying picture showed a beautiful woman with her mouth filled by a red ball and two leather straps wrapped around her head. Julia hurriedly moved onto the second item. It was a whip, or flogger, as the shop called it. Julia knew what that meant: pain. Quickly she moved onto the third item: a fake penis with a suction cup on the end. A wave of humiliation flowed over Julia as she remembered the obscenity of the carrot and the spatula. She couldn’t resist glancing at them on the desk, still covered in her juice. Julia couldn’t understand the fourth item until she read the description. They were nipple clamps connected by a chain. She didn’t even know something like that existed and the naïve MILF was fascinated by the photo of them on a large-chested model. The fifth item was more obvious: a buttplug. She had never had anything in her ass and hated the idea. Julia knew immediately if she was picking anything that wouldn’t be part of it. Finally there were handcuffs. Julia didn’t understand that selection: of course she’d never actually meet MasterX; there was no way to use them!

A cold thought brought Julia out of her anxious study of the shopping list: she had been told – ordered! – to choose three and actually get them delivered! She thought maybe MasterX would only chat with her again if she had them. The previously reserved MILF coldly realised she was the more committed of the two: he had hardly cared about her ‘performance’ that night.

It took her a minute but Julia finally admitted it to herself: she did want to ‘chat’ with MasterX again, she did want to feel another explosive orgasm and reluctantly she admitted she did want to obey. Julia realised if she wanted that pleasure again she’d have to pick three. She leaned forward and scanned the list again.

Julia kept off the computer the next day. She wanted time to think and she knew even if she went to the chat room she couldn’t contact MasterX: her delivery hadn’t arrived. At night she felt a tingle rising in her body with an uncontrollable remembrance of her obscene actions yesterday. Lying in bed Julia brought one hand down her body and gently slid it inside her panties. Slowly she began to rub her clit as her mind focused on the bizarre penetration she felt last night. But as much as Julia wanted it the overwhelming feeling wouldn’t come back. Desperately she thought about going to the kitchen and getting another carrot, or the spatula, or anything else to use, but she knew it wouldn’t work. She knew she was missing one thing: MasterX on the other side of the internet.

In the morning the package arrived. Hiding in her room like a child hiding a secret Julia pulled out the items one by one and studied them. She couldn’t stop feeling excited about ‘meeting’ MasterX again and gradually she felt the need to please whoever it was, if only for her own satisfaction.

At nine Julia found herself nervously logging-on to the chat room and she couldn’t deny her panties were already a little wet with anticipation. Trying to control her feelings she turned the computer’s camera on, scanned the chat room and finally contacted MasterX.

“I… I got three items from that shop.” Julia tensed up as she waited for a response. A minute passed then another. Julia started to get nervous – hadn’t she done enough the other night to please him?

“Good girl.” Julia sighed with relief as she managed to ignore the humiliating condescension.

“Show me your face.”

Julia didn’t expect this and it stunned her. She wanted it to be the same like last time: an obscene, anonymous ‘session’. She desperately wanted to keep the last remnants of respectability but she realised the consequences if she didn’t obey: MasterX would go and she would be there alone. She realised she certainly wouldn’t be able to cum like last night, maybe not at all.

Slowly, tentatively, she brought the screen up so her face was in full view. With a hint of pride she enjoyed seeing herself as the beautiful woman she still was.

“Beautiful.” Julia’s face burned with the tiny compliment. “Last time was about you. This time it is about me.” Julia couldn’t hide the confusion from her face. “You will obey me and you will please me, your Master.”

The proud MILF couldn’t believe how far she might have to go. She realised she would have to admit he controlled her, obey his desires and simply serve. At the least, Julia hoped it would lead to another orgasm and another few minutes of pure bliss for herself.

“Take the nightie off.”

Julia looked at herself on the screen: a last look at the prim and proper mature woman with her face obviously burning red. With a deep breath Julia reached down and pulled the bottom of the nightie up and over her head. Dropping it to the floor she sat back in the chair with her breasts on display, thankfully still gorgeous. Nervous with her exposure Julia thought of covering herself up but she realised it was pointless: he wanted this, she wanted this.

“Panties.”

Instinctively Julia obeyed the short command as she understood it was better simply not to think. Lifting her ass off the chair she slid her panties down her slender legs and tossed them aside. Totally exposed she couldn’t deny her building excitement and expectation about what was to come.

“Present your tits to your master.”

Confused, Julia finally realised what she was being told to do. Slowly she placed her hands under her breasts and raised them up. Her face burned with humiliation but she steeled herself and looked directly at the camera and her invisible controller.

“Very good girl.”

Julia couldn’t deny she was pleased as MasterX finally showed his appreciation of her beauty.

“Show me what you bought.”

Overly eager, Julia reached down into the box beside her desk. Slowly she brought out the first item: a fake cock. Nervously she held it up for the camera.

“What is it?”

“A… a plastic cock.” Julia’s body felt the humiliation of vocalising her degrading purchase.

“Good girl. Next.”

Placing the dildo to one side Julia reached down and brought out the shiny handcuffs. It was a choice of last resort but she secretly admitted to herself their kinkiness.

“Handcuffs,” Julia mumbled into the camera.

“And?”

Finally Julia showed MasterX the nipple clamps with a chain connecting them.

“Nipple clamps.”

This was the most humiliating choice for Julia. She hadn’t even known these things existed before MasterX found her, or really, before she found him.

“Very good girl.”

Julia stunned herself with an automatic response: “Thank you.”

“You’ll be using all of them for me. Put the clamps on.”

Secretly excited to finally try the strange sex toys Julia quickly brought a nipple clamp up to her right breast. Gently she opened the clamp and placed it onto her body. She couldn’t stop wincing as the full force squeezed her erect nipple. Julia didn’t realise it would be this intense. After a second to compose herself Julia repeated the gentle process with her other breast. Once finished she took a guilty pleasure at seeing the unique sight on her screen as a strange chain linked her burning nipples. Confused, Julia felt the pain spread across her body and her pussy’s burning increase just slightly.

“Stand up. Spread your legs.”

Keeping herself in the video frame Julia obeyed. Gently she shuffled her legs apart, just slightly. She wanted to try and keep a little dignity but MasterX obviously wouldn’t allow that.

“Wider.”

The sharp command humiliated Julia but she shuffled her feet wider.

“Spread your lips.”

For a second Julia ridiculously thought MasterX was talking about her mouth. She silently cursed her naivety and after a moment of hesitation she reached down to her crotch with both hands. Gradually she pulled her pussy lips apart and allowed the anonymous stranger to see her most intimate parts as her face burned with humiliation.

Frozen, Julia waited silently. One minute then two passed as she became a slutty statue for inspection. At the least it allowed the confused MILF time to sober up and understand what was happening. She realised she had become an object, an object with an owner and the owner was inspecting his property inside and out.

“Very nice,” MasterX finally showed some appreciation. “Show me your ass.” Relieved to be allowed to release her most intimate areas and regain some semblance of privacy, Julia released her pussy lips and turned around. Without prompting she spread her legs just a little.

“No. Properly.”

Julia had never thought asses were sexy but she knew men did and she understood what MasterX wanted. With a sigh Julia stepped back and pushed her ass towards the camera. Reluctantly, realising she wanted to do a good job for her tormentor, she bent over. With a final defeat to her own excitement she realised she would go even further to obey. Bending over Julia reached back and gently pulled on her ass checks. Humiliation burned in her face as she stared at the opposite wall knowing she was displaying her anus without any complaint.

“Put a finger in.”

Julia gasped: it was too much! But she couldn’t get herself to disobey. Instead she steeled her mind and body and reluctantly followed the command. The previously shy MILF had never done it before – never even thought about it – but slowly she reached back. Softly she placed a finger at her anus and finally, with a last breath, slowly penetrated herself. The intrusion made Julia groan as her ass tightened around her own finger: a totally new experience, degrading but undeniably exciting.

Not knowing what to do Julia froze and awaited further instructions with her finger awkwardly lodged in her ass.

“Get the dildo.”

Julia froze and her ass involuntarily clamped around her finger: ‘No! Not that…not…!’ She was at breaking point but stayed still and allowed herself just a little time to think. Could she do it if he ordered her?

With an effort Julia blanked her mind. In a daze she pulled her finger out of her ass and stood back up. She reached for the plastic cock and held it up to the camera waiting and willing with all her effort that MasterX wasn’t going to ask her to do what she couldn’t possibly accomplish.

“Put it on the desk.”

Still nervous of his plan, Julia pushed the suction cup onto the desk. As she waited she could hardly stop her body’s trembling.

“Suck.”

Julia’s shoulders dropped in relief: at least not that, at least not now. Relieved to avoid something she couldn’t possibly do, Julia quickly she sat down on her chair and leaned forward. With a glance into the camera Julia placed her mouth over the dildo and began bobbing up and down with a steady rhythm. She secretly wanted to perform as she had for previous, real-life, boyfriends and she kept a good pace as the cock invaded her mouth.

“No, no, no.”

Julia head froze with MasterX’s disapproval. She had done something wrong?

“This is my cock. Do you start pleasing your Master like that?”

Julia slowly brought her mouth off the fake cock. With a wave of realisation and humiliation at her actions Julia looked down at the toy and started again. Unconsciously she obeyed the unsaid command. Placing a hand at the base of the plastic cock Julia reached forward. She blanked her mind from the humiliation but did what she knew was required. Ridiculously she kissed the head of the fake cock. Slowly she covered it with kisses and her mouth roamed over its entire length. Gently she began moaning: ridiculously wanting to show the pleasure she had in serving the sex toy. Gradually Julia began to suck the head and swirl her tongue over the inanimate plastic.

“Balls.”

Without a thought Julia reached down and started kissing the plastic genitalia. Obscenely she kissed and sucked them as her hand roamed over the plastic cock. Licking all the way up the shaft Julia once again began to push her face onto the toy as she occasionally stopped to lick and kiss the head. Desperately she glanced up and each time she was mesmerized by the obscenity of her actions and her performance in front of the laptop camera. Her red face clearly showing the humiliation of forcing MasterX’s fake cock into her mouth.

“Who are you?”

Julia stopped with the cock in her mouth. Slowly she pulled her mouth back as she tried to find an answer for the internet stranger.

“No. Don’t stop.”

Julia immediately pushed her head back down and returned to her task: taking the cock back into her salivating mouth What did he mean?

“Y’m Julya,” She struggled to reply around the thick cock.

“No.”

Julia couldn’t think of what MasterX wanted her to say. She waited for more information while she pushed her face down further and further on the cock hoping to please MasterX in at least one way.

“I am MasterX. So you are…?”

Finally Julia realised what he wanted: he wanted her to admit it, to him, and to herself.

“y’m yr slav.” She struggled with the cock brushing the back of her mouth as she unconsciously tried harder and harder. Drool began escaping Julia’s lips as she kept forcing the plastic cock into her mouth to perform as she was expected to.

“Good Girl. But you are no normal slave. I am MasterX, so you are…?”

It took a minute of Julia’s silent bobbing for her to understand what he meant.

Looking into the camera, bobbing up and down and after a final hesitation Julia admitted it to herself: “y’m shlave Eckshhh.”

“Good girl.”

Ridiculously Julia felt pride at pleasing this person, whoever he was.

“Put my dick on the chair.”

Greedily, knowing this might mean her pussy was going to get some much needed attention, Julia yanked the plastic cock off the desk and placed it onto the wooden chair.

“Get the handcuffs.”

The increasingly desperate MILF quickly obeyed. Holding the handcuffs softly she didn’t understand how they could possibly be used.

“Put your nipple chain in your mouth.”

Julia looked down at her throbbing chest and her raw nipples with the chain linking the two clamps. Slowly she placed the chain into her mouth. As the chain pulled tight her nipples were ridiculously pulled out and up. She couldn’t help but let out a gasp at the sharp increase in pain.

“Stand over my cock.”

Julia couldn’t stop her pussy flooding with anticipation. Spreading her legs the MILF positioned her pussy a few inches above the toy.

“Handcuff your hands behind your back.”

Julia didn’t think twice. Struggling blindly she finally snapped the cuffs over her wrists. As her arms were secured behind her back her chest automatically pushed forward for the camera. Beginning to pant with the chain held in her mouth, Julia couldn’t deny her excitement as she hopefully moved towards fulfilment.

“You want to get fucked?”

Julia looked down in humiliation. “Y…yesh,” she admitted, the chain in her teeth making her sound ridiculous.

“Look at me!”

Immediately Julia stared wide-eyed at the computer screen. A wave of humiliation washed over her as she saw herself bound and exposed for a random internet stranger with a dildo inches from her needy pussy.

“You want to get fucked?” MasterX repeated.

“Y…yesh.” Julia offered more confidently.

“Convince me.”

Julia didn’t understand: she didn’t want to think, she just wanted to relax, squat down and be allowed to fuck herself to another wonderful orgasm. A few seconds of silent thinking allowed the desperate MILF to understand what was being ordered: he wanted her to beg.

Forgetting any previous image of herself Julia gave in. “P…pleashe… MashterX. Pleashe let me fuck… fuck you.” Silence in return. She would have to try harder and submit fully. “P….pleashe Mashter, I need to orgashm. I…. pleashe… pleashe Mashter, let me… let me get fucked, allow me to get fucked… by… by you.” The once-proud MILF was nearly hysterical as she looked down at the plastic toy, desperate for her to be allowed to fill her soaking pussy with it.

Still silence.

“P… pleashe Mashter,” she offered. “Pleashe let me fuck you. I’ll do anyshing you want… just, pleasse Mashter, I need to be fucked, let me put your cock in my pushy…in… in my cunt.” Julia couldn’t believe the obscene words leaving her mouth but with each sentence she got hornier and hornier as she submitted to her true desires. Understanding she was truly desperate she continued: “Please Mashter, let your shlave sherve you. I will do anyshing Shir. Let me shit on your cock Shir, let y… let your shlut pleashe you Mashter… pleashe”. She whimpered and waited. She desperately wanted something, some recognition, some respect, even the respect of being allowed to obey.

Julia’s knees nearly buckled as she finally heard a response: “You may.”

Hungrily Julia lowered herself onto the plastic cock. It was bigger than anything she had had in her pussy for a long time and she gasped as it stretched her wide. Without thinking she forced herself down onto it desperate for more, desperate to be fulfilled in her body and in her mind. Slowly Julia sped up and a groan escaped her lips with each thrust. She began to imagine MasterX below her, not thrusting but just lying there, simply allowing her to fuck herself on his beautiful cock.

Julia’s tits swayed every time she bounced up and down and a sharp pain hit each nipple with every down stroke as the chain in her mouth pulled tight on her heaving tits. Mesmerized, Julia looked at herself on the screen and her obscene performance as she was totally controlled, totally exposed and totally enjoyed by some stranger. Julia quickly felt herself getting close to an orgasm as heat radiated from her stretched pussy. She desperately wanted to finish and enjoy the inevitable climax. Without a thought Julia added to her own submission.

“Sh….urgh… shank you Master,” she grunted with each bounce, “uhhh… yesh… oh, yesh MashterX….UGhh fuck…”

“Ask permission.”

Julia knew what this meant. MasterX wanted total control and absolute ownership: she would have to beg to be allowed her climax.

In the heat of her passion she steeled herself. “P…pleashe MashterX. Pleashe let ShlaveX cum. I… ughh… I will do what you want. I… ahhh… I am yoursh. You… you own me MashterX.”

Silence, no permission: he wanted more.

“P…pleashe Shir… pleashe I… I… ughh… need to cum Mashter, pleashe, pleahse!” She looked at the camera begging and pleading with wide eyes. She was truly desperate as she had become nothing but a toy for her owner, totally at her owner’s command and his humiliating whims.

“Finger in your ass. You may cum.”

The MILF didn’t think for a second: she had been given permission to enjoy her orgasm if she simply followed MasterX’s final order. Leaning forward she reached her handcuffed hands down to her ass. With one hand she spread her right cheek and with her other she tried as gently as possible to push a finger inside her anus.

Julia had never felt herself double penetrated before; she had never even thought of her ass as sexy. The new sensation was bizarre but the complete submission was all Julia thought about and she realised she wanted to explore herself even further in an attempt to understand the new feelings. Automatically Julia placed a second finger at her anus and slowly allowed her ass to push onto it.

Quickly the pain, humiliation, obedience and total fantasy drove Julia to the strongest orgasm she had ever felt. With the plastic toy deep in her cunt Julia shuddered as her eyes rolled back in her head. The MILF couldn’t control herself as she grunted, moaned and exhaled deeply around the nipple clamp chain between her teeth. Julia’s sweaty body convulsed as the orgasm spread throughout her body. Her senses went blank: she couldn’t think and she couldn’t move as ripples of pleasure spread throughout her body.

Spent, Julia rested her weight on the plastic cock. She let the chain slip from her mouth as her throbbing pussy continuing to give her pleasure from its penetration. The exhausted MILF’s head dropped as she panted through a slow recovery. It was minutes until a proper thought entered Julia’s head. Like a slap in the face her first clear thought was a sudden realization of what she had done and the humiliating position she was in. With sore legs Julia slowly pushed herself off the cock. Obscenely and obviously covered in her juices it easily slipped out of her soaking pussy. She tried to reach the nipple clamps but quickly realized her hands were still cuffed: ‘What an idiot!’ she thought to herself.

Julia froze and didn’t move. He hadn’t said anything but she knew he was there: MasterX was still in control, still watching her self-degradation. She stared into the camera and the video of her spent body: messy hair, red face, beads of sweat, obscene nipple clamps and her pussy shiny with her juices. Julia froze and waited silently as her breathing slowly calmed down. Had she pleased him? Was it good enough? What now?

Finally MasterX gave her a reaction, some information, an acknowledgement and some show of the pleasure she had given him.

“Good girl.”

A spark of contentment passed through Julia’s head and she was eager to maintain some communication. She realised she actually wanted to make MasterX happy but she wanted to know it; she wanted to know he had enjoyed her, enjoyed the bizarre performance. Even with her climax still flowing through her, exhausted, spent, used and abused, Julia couldn’t stop thinking about whether he was happy, whether she had done enough and whether he wanted her to keep pleasing him. Unconsciously she submitted to his invisible power over her.

“Thank you… Master,” she whispered.

Once again focusing on her humiliating position on the screen and hearing her submissive words, Julia made a simple calculation to herself: she would be happy to submit if it meant orgasms like that. She repeated the thought in her head – she was happy to submit, happy.

“Handcuffs and nipple clamps off.”

Julia allowed herself to mindlessly obey immediately. Releasing herself from her new toys she rubbed her wrists and tentatively brushed her sore breasts.

“Panties.”

Julia searched for the underwear she had discarded earlier. It felt strangely obscene as she slid them up her legs: he was allowing her a little decency but it was a clear symbol of the way she had just exposed herself so completely. Bizarrely, she felt dirtier with them covering the pussy and ass after her internet master had already fully enjoyed her for his pleasure.

“Clean me with your mouth.”

Pure incomprehension spread across Julia. She couldn’t begin to understand what MasterX meant – he wasn’t even there! Finally she realised as she turned back towards the chair: him! She nearly refused and nearly slammed her laptop shut, it was too much. But as she looked down at the shiny dildo Julia was forced to remember what she had done and how she had submitted completely only a few minutes ago. She remembered the begging, her obedience and the explosive orgasm.

Slowly Julia walked to the chair and got on to her knees. With a last glimpse at the dirty toy she bent over and lowered her mouth around the plastic cock. Gently she began licking it and retrieving her own juices. Desperately she blanked her mind, closed her eyes and decided it was easier to truly think of it as MasterX’s. Gently she sucked and slurped up and down the plastic shaft. Unconsciously growing eager to please, Julia automatically bent down and licked the fake balls as she searched for any remnants of herself to clean.

Finally she stopped servicing the fake cock. Without a word from her master she took the cock off the seat and put it to one side. Slowly she sat down once again and faced the screen: weary but glad to be still and allowed a chance to calm herself.

“Nightie.”

The MILF was finally being allowed to recover into normalcy. Julia retrieved the nightie and slid it over her head. The fabric was soft but her breasts still burnt as the nightie brushed her abused nipples. Silently Julia waited: yet again she saw a normal suburban woman on her screen, proper and prim just ‘chatting’ online. She didn’t dare speak. She didn’t want the responsibility of taking control. She wanted the anonymous stranger to dictate the future, take control and to validate her and what she had done for him.

“Tell me what you’re thinking.”

Julia didn’t expect this but at least it was a chance to connect, maybe even find out some information about this mystery man.

“I… I’m thinking it was… good.”

Julia knew she would have to bear all but she knew she wanted to as well. She took a deep breath and summoned any energy she had left.

“I… I just don’t believe it… I’ve never… I’ve never even thought about it like that. Just here…. And… and I don’t even know who you are!” A nervous smile crossed Julia’s face. “I… I can’t even understand it… but,” she paused, “I… I want to know more about you… what… did you enjoy it?” Julia looked desperately into the camera hoping for any information about this stranger.

MasterX didn’t answer but turned the attention back on the spent MILF: “You really want to know more about me?”

Julia hesitated: MasterX certainly knew how to stun her. Did she want to know more? Didn’t she want it like this: anonymous, silent, direct, without complications? Or…?

“I… I don’t know,” she admitted to herself.

“You haven’t obeyed before?”

“Obeyed?” Julia whispered, “I… errr… no.” Julia thought back to the relationships she’d had before: straight, vanilla and mostly controlled by the beautiful woman.

“You can serve me again. If you do well you may deserve a reward.”

MasterX’s sharp comments and expectations forced Julia to contemplate the reality: he was in control, totally. She realised she shouldn’t expect anything but being his to use. With only a tiny hesitation she confirmed her submission, eager respond to the clear demand: “Y…yes… MasterX.” She added the only name she knew for the stranger, eager to show she understood what she was saying, her new position, and the bizarre relationship that was starting to develop.

“Go to bed, contact me again.”

With that MasterX disappeared from the chat room and left Julia shell-shocked.

It was a full five minutes until Julia could get herself to move. Finally raising herself up on weary legs Julia mindlessly started cleaning up the remnants of her wild submission. After cleaning herself, a bizarre experience in her own toilet, she crashed into bed exhausted and confused.

It was three days until Julia could get the confidence to return to the chatroom. She still didn’t know what she wanted or what was going to happen but she knew she wanted to hear his voice again and she wanted to…. to play… to orgasm? Through her confusion she couldn’t define what she wanted, only that she had to at least see him again.

Anxiously Julia searched for MasterX’s name and took a quick glance at the sex toys she had placed on her desk in anticipation. She had steeled herself for their use once again. She felt ready and strangely she wanted the bizarre objects and the pleasure they gave her to become normal.

Finally Julia saw MasterX’s name and quickly contacted him. With her camera already displaying video she took a deep breath. She had rehearsed the line many times in her head. She knew she might be getting ahead of herself but couldn’t resist the pleasure it promised. With a final deep breath she confidently spoke the words that would change her life forever: “MasterX, I am ready to serve.”

Over the next three months MasterX tried, tested, pleased, punished and played with his new slave. At each new experience Julia stopped and thought – if only for a second – but she always found herself continuing with her degrading actions. With each new task or humiliating ordeal Julia struggled but every time it became worth it. She obeyed and pleased this mystery man and in return she orgasmed. She accepted, without doubt, that they were the most powerful sexual experiences of her life. Bizarrely, she was always alone in her own room when they happened.

Julia also found a confidence through each meeting. She struggled to understand it but she took pride when she could insert her vibrator in her ass, deep throat a plastic cock, endue a self-whipping or the humiliating self-spanking she would be ordered to give herself if she disobeyed MasterX. Julia slowly began to crave the humiliation and degradation her master would force her into and conversely the strength it gave her when she accomplished her orders.

MasterX would make her perform for him: she would dance for him regularly, a welcome, but humiliating, chance to express her sexuality before it was taken away from her abruptly when she had to fuck herself with a banana or wear a ball-gag and as she humped her pussy on the desk for his amusement.

Slowly Julia’s fantasy world began to influence her real-world. It was perversely easy to obey as MasterX didn’t allow the MILF to have sex or even cum without his permission. Sometimes MasterX would have his slave wear buttplugs outside her room and occasionally Julia would have to perform sexually outside her house. She had videoed herself in a toilet cubicle at work fingering herself to orgasm and she had even used a computer at her friend’s house to play with MasterX. MasterX had ordered her to find a household object for use in her ass. Julia came hard with her friend downstairs as she used her panties as a makeshift gag to muffle her moans of bliss.

Julia’s real identity gradually became known to her online master. MasterX had her email, phone number and some details about her job. Surprisingly it didn’t worry Julia. In fact, she was eager to let him know more as long as it meant she might get to know more about him. The online meetings were always enjoyable: sometimes relaxed, sometimes intense and unforgiving. But at the back of her mind Julia knew she wanted to actually meet her master one day, feel his power directly, submit to him immediately and enjoy her body in a true reality.

Progressively MasterX forced Julia to test her sexuality. After disappointing him, Julia was ordered to perform for others in the chatroom. It was simple enough, just text cyber-sex, but it was with a girl. MasterX introduced her to May, apparently a random girl in the chatroom. For ten minutes Julia struggled in anticipation: what do girls do to each other? What do I want May to do?

Finally she got herself through the bizarre ordeal. Julia’s face burnt red for her master’s pleasure but was luckily kept secret to everyone else in the chatroom who had enjoyed the show. Even with the humiliation Julia couldn’t deny the wetness between her legs at the end of the cybering. Was it the submission, the fantasy, the performance, or was she actually thinking of the other woman? Julia knew it would be a final taboo – bisexuality. This was just the latest of the many times Julia had worried about what MasterX’s plans were for her. But she knew worrying wasn’t a problem until it was. Julia still felt able to control herself and she had never willingly disobeyed a single order.

It was a surprise when this confidence was shaken as MasterX finally told her his plans: “You are going to a house tomorrow.”

“Y…Yes Master.” Julia couldn’t hide her anxiousness: Someone? Him? Someone else? Real-life!? What was expected? She was desperate to find out more: “Wh… what… why?”

“I will send instructions. Go to bed.”

Julia was stunned beyond anything she had felt before in their relationship. She couldn’t think straight with the anticipation but also, undeniably, the excitement. She slowly understood she would be able to obey to please MasterX and push her limits. Slowly Julia became eager for the chance to test herself.

In the morning Julia checked her email. MasterX had sent her instructions late at night:

SlaveX,

You will go to 434 Windhay Avenue at 7 o’clock. The door will be unlocked, go into the front room.
You will wear white underwear, pleated skirt, white shirt, tie, long socks, high-heels and long jacket. Beautiful makeup. Hair in pigtails.

MasterX

The uniform was familiar to Julia. She would often dress as a school girl for MasterX’s pleasure and she certainly enjoyed it. But the message didn’t help much: what was in store for her? Was she finally going to meet her mysterious master? Would she meet someone else? Julia knew she would be happier not thinking of the possibilities. She had learnt one thing from the relationship: it was better to do and simply not think.

Julia spent Friday busying herself at work trying to keep her mind off that evening. She organized her regular babysitter for the night, cleaned and pressed her slutty uniform and found out where the address was. Finally Julia made sure to freshly shave her pussy: something that MasterX ordered her to do regularly.

As she was leaving her house Julia hesitated at the door. Like the many trials she had been through she knew this was crazy: she still had absolutely no idea who this man was, where she was going or who she would be meeting. Reassuring herself, Julia reminded herself there was a note of the address on the fridge, her mobile in her pocket and, most importantly, the confidence she had gained in MasterX over the last months. Feeling strong once again, Julia eagerly got into her car.

At five minutes to seven Julia found herself opposite 434 Windhay Avenue. She used the last few minutes to steady herself and study her destination. A last few thoughts of what was to come bounced in her head before she stepped onto the curb. Slowly, heels clicking on the pavement, Julia walked towards the front door of the standard suburban house. Looking around at the quiet neighbourhood Julia reached the front door and placed her hand gently on the doorknob. With a heavy breath she turned the handle and, as expected, it was unlocked.

Slowly Julia walked in: “Hello?” No response. She remembered she was told to go to the front room. Softly she walked around a dividing wall.

SlaveX involuntarily gasped when she was what was in front of her: kneeling on the floor was a woman she had never met. Wearing a small blindfold and a large ballgag, apparently exactly the same as the one Julia had purchased herself a month ago, Julia couldn’t help but stare in wonder at the unknown woman. The anonymous woman’s breasts were on display in a shelf bra and Julia couldn’t deny thinking her large tits were gorgeous. Both nipples had a clothespeg on them: something Julia knew was even more painful than the nipple clamps. The woman’s hands were handcuffed behind her back which pushed her chest obscenely forward. Just like Julia her hair was in pigtails and looking down Julia could see the woman was dressed just as her: a skirt with knee-high socks and high-heels. A quiet moan escaped the woman’s lips as Julia padded towards her.

“Her name is May. I think you’ve met before.”

Julia jumped in fright as MasterX’s voice filled the room. Her eyes immediately went to its source: a wide-screen TV. Julia’s mouth gaped as she saw what was on the TV. It was a perfect quality live-feed of the room. There were two videos and in the second Julia could see her back. Looking around she finally noticed the two cameras on tripods.

“M…Master?” Julia couldn’t deny the disappointment that she still wouldn’t get to meet the mysterious man.

“Good girl. Beautiful. Take the jacket off.”

As usual the smallest of compliments gave SlaveX the energy to easily respond: “Th… thank you Master.”

Julia obeyed and revealed her schoolgirl outfit as she couldn’t help but look down at the woman she now knew was May, the woman she had lesbian-cybered with as punishment. The nervous MILF desperately wanted more information and had a hundred questions which she knew she couldn’t ask. As always she would need to wait for MasterX to reveal his plans to her.

“May is another slave of mine.”

Julia couldn’t help but feel jealous although she had thought there was probably someone else. She was more annoyed that she didn’t know their history: how long had they been together? What had they done together? And most importantly, was she… better?

“Unfortunately she’s been a bit naughty, haven’t you girl?”

“Yshh Mashhtrrr.” May struggled to answer through the ball gag.

“So she’s being punished. Would you like to help me SlaveX?”

“Y… yes Master.”

Julia’s heart was pounding. She was going to punish this woman and she knew it wouldn’t’ be that simple: there’d be more. Her internet relationship was quickly becoming real and it wasn’t just her in her room anymore. Bizarrely, Julia felt a wave of jealousy at May: SlaveX wasn’t the centre of attention this time and she would have to share MasterX with someone else. Julia finally realised and admitted it to herself: she wanted to be there on her knees.

“Take May’s blindfold off.”

Julia bent down and slipped the blindfold off May’s head. Immediately the slave’s eyes locked onto each other’s. May blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. Studying each other, not knowing the other’s background, their motivation, their commitment, nothing, the girls silently tried to understand each other. May blushed as she realised her exposure: her breasts presented and pushed out for inspection. She had zero control over this total humiliation in front of a complete stranger.

“Have you ever kissed a girl, slave?”

Julia knew the question was for her.

“No…. no Master.” Julia’s limbs tensed up at the thought of her first lesbian experience.

“Kneel opposite her.”

Slowly Julia got onto her knees and sat onto her highheels. Now face to face, both girls stared intently at each other, both obviously nervous as their chests showed their increased breathing. Julia managed to forget the TV and the camera as she focused on two things: her master’s voice and the helpless, nervous girl in front of her.

“Take her ballgag off.”

Delicately Julia reached behind May’s head and undid the buckle. Unsurprisingly the bright red ball was coated in saliva and little specks clung to the bottom of May’s full lips. Keeping eye contact with Julia, May licked her lips and moved her jaw trying to get its feeling back. Julia realised she had probably had the ballgag in for quite a while.

“You may kiss.”

Both women looked at each other. Incredibly slowly they leaned towards each other. Julia’s heart pounded as she gave up any shreds of reluctance. She had never properly thought of kissing a girl before her master had commanded her but she would try, she would obey.

Gently the women pressed their lips together. May exhaled gently as she relaxed into the kiss and nervously Julia kept her lips together hopeful she wouldn’t need to make the first move further. There was silence from the TV. Julia knew what that meant: they were to perform and MasterX would let them know if he wanted something else, something done differently. Spontaneously both girls opened their mouths. Breathing heavily through their noses both women pushed their tongues out, eager to explore the other’s mouth and to please their joint master. SlaveX couldn’t deny that she was enjoying it. It was bizarre, she didn’t know the girl, hadn’t said a real word to her, but here she was, on her knees giving May a sexy, sloppy kiss.

“Don’t stop. Take your shirt off”.

Without thinking Julia reached for the buttons on her shirt. With every one she undid she could feel her excitement building. She knew she’d be naked soon, naked in front of this women and exposed for someone other than MasterX. Hurriedly Julia tugged at her school tie and pulled it off awkwardly. Maintaining the kiss with May she pulled the shirt off and her chest pushed into May’s. Julia could feel the clothespegs rubbing against her bra. Her nipples responded – perhaps remembering their own abuse or preparing for what was to come.

“I think you want to feel under May’s skirt.”

It wasn’t a question or an order but MasterX knew Julia well: she did want to. May let out a little moan at the comment as her body involuntarily responded. Nervously Julia reached down as her tongue kept exploring May’s mouth. Slowly Julia laid her hand on May’s knee and started moving it up her leg and underneath her skirt. Julia could hardly take the anticipation. She had never even seen – let alone touched – another pussy.

Unsurprisingly May ‘s mound was as smooth as Julia’s. Slowly Julia moved her fingers over the other woman’s clit. She could feel the heat as she slid her hand further still. Julia immediately felt the wetness and May couldn’t control herself as she moaned into Julia’s mouth. Gently Julia began massaging her partner’s pussy, sliding her fingers up and down the slit and gently putting pressure between the captive female’s pussy lips. Very quickly SlaveX’s fingers were coated in juice and her own pussy started to spoil her panties. She had to consciously resist reaching for her own needy cunt.

With a start Julia suddenly found the buttplug in May’s ass. SlaveX didn’t particularly enjoy wearing one and understanding what May was going through only increased her sympathy. In response she increased her assault on the other woman’s pussy. Ever so gently she slid a finger towards May’s hole but she didn’t have the strength to service the other slave properly. Julia teased May, only inserting her finger slightly and she took pride when May exhaled into her mouth at her tiny touch. Julia could feel they were both eager to be pleased and they easily kept up their lesbian performance, both totally controlled and exhibiting themselves for their joint master enjoying a gentle performance of slave teamwork.

“Stop.”

As usual a short sharp order from MasterX and both girls obeyed immediately. Sitting up straight they stared into each other’s eyes as they licked their lips to retrieve the other’s saliva. May’s red face showed how close she was to cumming and her eyes showed her desire for more.

“Would you like May to please you SlaveX?”

Julia gulped as she faced the challenge of her last taboo.

“Y…yes,” she mumbled.

“What?”

“Y…yes Master,” she confirmed, more definite in her exciting decision.

“Go to the kitchen. Get some… jam.”

Both women could tell from their Master’s tone and subtly playful words that their master was enjoying this. Often it wasn’t easy to tell and they both felt proud at knowing they were doing a well so far.

Julia found the kitchen which, just like the house, was boringly normal. Furtively she looked around the kitchen quickly as she didn’t want to keep anyone waiting. Soon she found some strawberry jam and with a slight hesitation, not knowing what its purpose was, she collected a spoon too. As she returned to the sitting room she saw May still frozen on her knees with a face full of nervous anticipation and only silence from the TV. Unsure what to do SlaveX relaxed into the easiest position and slowly kneeled opposite May. She held up the jam and spoon for the cameras.

“Very good. Bra off.”

Putting down the jar and spoon Julia reached behind her back. She could feel her body respond as her nipples hardened and her breathing got heavier as she began thinking as she always did when obeying MasterX: she wanted to please, to be acceptable, to be desired or maybe just appreciated by May, the woman she didn’t even know an hour ago. Julia released her tits from the tight white bra and she noticed May looking down, wide-eyed.

“Put some jam on your nipples, just a little.”

Julia’s face burned red with this humiliation and the show she knew that was about to put on. Opening the jar, Julia scooped out just a little jam. With a quick glance to May she moved the spoon to her chest. Gently she smeared a little over her right breast. The cold feeling dulled her engorged nipple just a little as she repeated the process on her left breast.

“Hands on your head.”

Julia thrust her chest forward and presented her tits to May, waiting for something she had never thought about to begin. Both woman waited in silence for the final command. Julia took a quick glance at the huge TV where she could see her humiliation in full HD, half-dressed as a schoolgirl, streaks of red jam across her nipples and her hands laced submissively behind her head.

“Would you like to clean her May?”

“Yes Master,” she replied clearly and, apparently, calmly.

“You can.”

Quickly the handcuffed May bent forward. With a last moment of eye contact she reached out her tongue and tentatively licked Julia’s right nipple. Julia responded with a moan; it was instinctive but she also wanted to thank May, thank her quietly for obeying. Quickly May switched to the other breast and after licking and giving the nipple a few kisses she began to suck. Attempting to clean up all the jam May greedily took the slave’s nipple into her mouth as quiet slurping noises escaped her mouth. Gently she serviced SlaveX, lapping licking and sucking on the MILF’s beautiful breasts. Julia didn’t expect it but she could feel herself getting moist at the sensual service. It was such a tender action as May focused purely on her tits: not aggressive or dominating but instead it was gentle and sweet. May continued servicing SlaveX and bathing her nipples in saliva well after the sweetness of the jam was gone.

“SlaveX, remove May’s handcuffs.”

May bent forward further and her moans surrounded Julia’s breasts. SlaveX looked down her partner’s back and saw the handcuffs with the key attached by a little chain. Julia pushed herself forward and her breasts pushed into May’s face as she reached down and undid the cuffs. SlaveX let them fall back to the floor and she allowed her mind to relax again after finishing the tiny task. Immediately her thoughts returned to the intimate contact on her nipples and what might come next.

“On your back, SlaveX.”

Julia hesitated slightly as she realised what was going to happen. May brought her face off Julia’s chest and looked up. Silently the women shared a look understanding of what they were going to do together. Slowly Julia let herself fall backwards. Not knowing what to do with them, she laid her arms at her side, ready to simply submit.

“Continue May.”

Slowly May leaned forward and crawled gently over the prone Julia. Finally, face-to-face May leant down and once again started to gently lick and suck the MILF’s nipples as her own pegged nipples brushed up and down Julia’s stomach. Julia closed her eyes to savour the sensation. Her mind went blank as she focused only on the feelings pulsing through her body: the sensual and sexual warmth of every contact with May.

“Lower.” Julia allowed herself to lie helpless as MasterX controlled the slave’s actions exactly.

May gently began to kiss a trail down Julia’s body, obviously taking her time and savouring the power she had. May paused at SlaveX’s bellybutton and tenderly kissed it. Gentle moans from her mouth showed the pleasure she had at serving both Julia and her master.

“Lift your skirt SlaveX.”

With a little tremble in her hands Julia reached down and found the hem of her short skirt. Gradually she brought her hands up and exposed the tight white panties she had been instructed to wear. She had a flash of humiliation thinking that maybe the wet patch on them would be clearly visible.

“Lick her panties slave.”

May immediately moved past Julia’s skirt and looked intently at her target. The light cotton was tight over Julia’s mound and SlaveX’s engorged pussy lips were clearly visible. May leaned in and started lapping at the material, immediately tasting Julia’s sweetness. MasterX allowed them to continue, allowed Julia to feel the strange new sensation as a soft wetness spread across her mound. Occasionally Julia had a burst of realisation: it was a woman down there, a stranger! But she never thought of moving away or maybe asking to stop: she was too far gone. Instead she reciprocated May’s efforts and began moaning in her eagerness to show her pleasure at the job May was doing.

“Slide them down.”

Both girls knew what he meant. Instinctively both slaves reached for the panties and their hands brushed before Julia quickly pulled hers away. The unintended contact felt strange: a brief moment of intimacy beyond the tiny, tender, contact of May’s tongue.

May gently slid the underwear past Julia’s knees. After a glimpse at Julia’s shaven mound May eagerly pushed her mouth down on to it. Unconsciously May gently pushed the MILF’s legs apart, wanting to have as much access as she needed to do a good job. Gently May began swirling her tongue over Julia’s clit then slowly she moved down and licked and kissed the mature woman’s cunt. Gently May traced her tongue between her partner’s soaking pussy lips as the juice covered May’s tongue.

Julia couldn’t contain herself in her bliss. Gingerly she moved her hands to caress her wet engorged nipples and in response she soon felt her orgasm rising. May responded to Julia’s soft moans as she lightly forced her tongue deeper between Julia’s pussy lips. With a jolt Julia felt another contact on her hyper-sensitive pussy: it was May’s fingers searching for SlaveX’s clit. May softly began rubbing and increased the penetration with her tongue, submitting completely and trying her hardest to tongue-fuck Julia. Julia began squirming as May sped up and worked harder to please the prone MILF.

Beads of sweat appeared on Julia’s face as she felt herself get closer to her ultimate bliss. Impulsively she pinched her nipples, recreating the feeling she’d had so many times before for her master. Looking over at the TV through blurred eyes she couldn’t believe the scene: two schoolgirls writhing on the floor and soft animalistic sounds coming from both. Instinctively, to help herself and to perform for the cameras like she knew she should, Julia put a hand on her partner’s head and gently pushed May’s face deeper into her crotch. Tensing her hips Julia knew what she wanted, what she needed, right now.

“P…. uhh… please Master, may I….ughh… may I come?”

Julia tried to resist the relentlessly rising energy in her loins. She was desperate for release and she needed those two words she had come to love.

“You may.”

Julia’s moaning echoed around the room as she was given permission to orgasm. May kept her face down and kept licking as Julia’s pussy flooded and soaked her face. Shuddering, Julia let the orgasm course through her body: her pussy tingled, her legs spasmed, she squeezed her nipples as they burned and her breathing became erratic. For a full minute SlaveX hardly knew where she was. Julia couldn’t think or do anything as she just lay there and let her body enjoy the climax of the last hour. Julia’s lifeless body collapsed into the carpet and finally May brought her face up. Julia couldn’t deny a disappointment when the intimate contact was lost. May stared up across Julia’s body, an inquisitive and confused red face showed this was not normal for her either.

Slowly Julia reawakened from her orgasm. The eye contact with May made SlaveX’s face blush in humiliation with a slow understanding of what they had committed together.

“Th… thank you,” Julia mindlessly murmured. May managed a half-smile in response, obviously still in shock herself.

“Very good girls.”

MasterX broke the bizarre moment of intimacy. Both women instinctively looked at the TV. Sobering up and they realised once again their position as slaves and, currently, as performers.

“May, do you want to cum?”

“P… please Master,” she looked into the camera with desperation.

“Do you think you’ve been punished enough?”

“I… I…,” she exhaled deeply, “No Master.”

“Good girl. Take the pegs off your nipples.”

May immediately relieved herself of the painful makeshift sex toys and placed them to one side.

“SlaveX you may spank her. 20”

Both women’s eyes went wide at the order.

“May, thank Julia for each one.”

Even in the midst of the challenging command May looked relieved at finally knowing her partner’s name. They now knew each other’s bodies intimately but that was all they actually knew of each other.

Julia was stunned at the new task and didn’t know how to proceed. She looked at her fellow schoolgirl for help, some clue as to what she should be doing. May responded and shuffled on her knees backwards. With a last glance towards Julia she turned around, bent over and squashed her tits into the carpet. Slowly, with a deep breath, May reached back and lifted her skirt to expose her curvy ass. Obediently she held her hands behind her back and her face on the carpet pointed directly at the camera. Julia hesitated. Unsure what to do she slowly she got onto her knees. Her breasts wobbled obscenely as she shuffled towards the helpless May, now restrained simply by her master’s words.

“P… please Julia, please spank this naughty slave.”

Julia couldn’t believe May’s submissive words. Hardly audible, Julia whispered her reply: ‘Y…yes.”

Julia shuffled her knees beside May. Looking down she could see the black buttplug lodged in May’s ass. With one last look at the TV and a brief moment of pride in the perfectly captured performance, Julia steadied herself for the strange act. She had never been the one in control and she didn’t know how May would react: did she hate this, or like it, just like Julia did? Julia slowly raised her hand above the exposed body. Blanking her mind SlaveX brought it down squarely on May’s left ass cheek. The slap reverberated around the room and May couldn’t contain a grunt.

“Ughhhh…. One. Thank you Julia.”

Julia’s hand lingered on her slave partner’s ass, a moment to recover for both of them, before she brought it up again. Without thinking she quickly brought it down on the opposite cheek. May’s ass wobbled with the contact.

“Ashh… Two. Thank you Julia.”

May’s ass already started to turn red. Julia nevertheless continued. She knew she didn’t want to really hurt May but she made sure the smacks were strong enough: at least as strong as she had been forced to spank herself for MasterX.

Soon May was grunting with each slap on her burning ass as she groaned and sucked air through her clenched teeth. Julia looked up at the screen. May’s face was bright red and at the tenth stroke Julia could see tears welling in her eyes. Julia hoped May could take the punishment. She desperately didn’t want to be responsible for hurting someone but she didn’t think of stopping. SlaveX knew both of them had decided to serve MasterX and obey whatever he planned for them.

Julia’s hand was burning as Julia finally delivered the last punishment.

“Argghhhh…esshhh… 20. Thank you Julia.” Tears fell down May’s face as her breathing tried to recover.

“You should give her some pleasure SlaveX.”

Julia was eager to help May but she couldn’t think what her master meant. She focused on how she had got her own pleasure: her pussy. Instinctively SlaveX reached underneath the ass in front of her. Brushing past the buttplug Julia gently placed her hand on May’s mound. Julia couldn’t believe how wet the punished slave was and in an instant Julia felt better about what she had done. Julia wanted to increase her service to May and as she slowly brought a hand to massage May’s shoulder as she slowly began rubbing her partner’s pussy.

Julia’s fingers gently explored May’s wet lips and brushed her engorged clit. May began to pant once again but this time in pleasure instead of pain. Slowly she rocked backwards, obviously impatient for Julia to rub faster and harder. Julia wanted to please, to silently apologise for the spanking and to give May what she obviously desired. It was easy for Julia to slip two fingers into May’s soaking pussy and the kneeling slave grunted with pleasure at the penetration. This encouraged Julia and quickly she sped up as her fingers pushed deeper and faster.

It didn’t take long for May to get near her own orgasm: the spanking obviously bringing her to a plateau ready for the more tender contact. May began to rock her hips back and quickly pushed faster and faster, soon aggressively bucking her hips back into Julia’s hand. Animal grunts started escaping May’s mouth as she dragged her tender nipples back and forth over the carpet. As with her slave partner May needed permission, in fact, she knew asking would push her closer.

“P… please Master, may I cum?”

The only sound filling the room for twenty seconds was the slap of Julia’s hand on May’s pussy, the degrading sounds of her juices and her intense moans as May desperately tried to hold herself on the edge of ecstasy.

“You may.”

Immediately May exploded and covered Julia’s hand with pussy juice. As she collapsed forward the orgasm ripped through her body. Gasping into the carpet May didn’t move as her red ass pointed up at Julia, her panting chest pushed into the carpet and her own juices trickled down her thighs.

Julia continued slowly sawing her fingers into May as she looked down in awe: she had done that! She had given May the orgasm! SlaveX was in shock: it was simply incredible. Slowly Julia brought her wet hand from underneath May and the pair finally lost their intimate contact.

MasterX allowed his slaves a moment to regain their composure before he once again took control: “May, you can relax. SlaveX, you may go home.”

That was it. The silence amplified May’s heavy breathing as Julia sat on her heels, absolutely stunned. She expected MasterX had gone and the two slaves were now totally alone: they had simply achieved what he desired from them.

Slowly May rolled onto her back. As her flushed face looked at Julia their eyes locked onto each other’s. Julia was speechless as she desperately searched for information in May’s red face. SlaveX didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what she could say.

“I…I’m s…,” Julia muttered nearly silently.

“No… no… it’s okay. MasterX…. He said I would be punished…. It… it’s okay.”

Without a thought in her head Julia tentatively leaned down. Both women closed their eyes as they kissed each other tenderly on the lips. It said more than any words: short but passionate, both women thanked the other for what they had done.

Breaking their contact, Julia glimpsed once more at May’s beautiful body. Remembering the cameras she glanced up to the TV and saw the two mature schoolgirls both half naked with streaked make-up: used, owned and finally left to recover.

Gradually Julia managed to bring herself out of her trance. On weak knees she crawled over to her discarded bra. May didn’t move her collapsed body as step by step Julia brought herself back to reality. After finding her panties Julia slipped them on and quickly covered her body with her shirt. Putting her schoolgirl tie in her pocket she stood on weak knees and put on her jacket. Finally Julia was back to the dignified person she was when she arrived… maybe. Pausing she looked down at May. Her large tits were still exposed: the mature slave had apparently given up on trying to manufacture propriety. She knew as well as Julia what had just happened.

Julia still couldn’t red May’s facial expression. She had to try and communicate: “I… it…it’s…,” she trailed off mid-sentence.

May smiled as she looked directly into Julia’s eyes.

“It’s okay.”

Julia smiled anxiously back. She was still in shock about what they had done together: two absolute strangers silently exploring each other’s bodies for the enjoyment of their master, a bizarre real-life performance of their submission.

Finally Julia broke their sympathetic eye contact and turned to leave. Silently SlaveX walked out of the house she has entered only three hours ago. Julia felt a wave of humiliation cross her body as she took a final glance at the house. Simultaneously a relief washed over her mind but Julia couldn’t begin to rationalize her mixed feelings as she walked in a daze to her car.

It took a long time for Julia to understand what she had done. She had submitted further than she had ever imagined to her online master and she had submitted to a woman’s tender touch. She had enjoyed it, Julia couldn’t deny that, but she knew she wasn’t a lesbian. Julia struggled to think of herself as bisexual but she admitted to herself the beauty of May’s body and the pleasure she got from the humiliating but sensual acts they had taken part in together.

Mostly though, Julia felt a growing frustration. She wanted to know more, about MasterX, about May and about the bizarre relationship she had allowed herself to fall into. She loved obeying her internet master, Julia knew that. She had come to understand she had a submissive nature but she wanted the growing relationship to be more real. In that respect, her evening at 434 Windhay Avenue was a move towards what she really wanted: intimate contact and a real-life relationship beyond the toys, her bedroom and her laptop.

It was five days until Julia was contacted by MasterX again. As usual she submitted even before he acknowledged her: the camera was on and she dressed ready for his orders in the tight panties and shelf bra he wanted. It was a position of immediate humiliation as she displayed herself for him even before he asked.

“MasterX…. I… may I serve you Master?” Julia willed for any contact. She knew she could keep her questions for later.

“You are thinking about the other night.”

“Y…Yes.”

“You have a question?”

“I… I have lots of questions for you Master.”

“Put the buttplug in.”

Julia should have expected it. Even while attempting normalcy she would be reminded who was in charge and why she was there: to be his plaything. Immediately Julia went into her draw and brought out the plug she had regularly used. Mindlessly covering it with her saliva, Julia stood up, turned towards the camera and pulled the back of her panties out. Slowly she placed the tip at her anus. After a couple of gentle thrusts she slid it into place as a small grunt escaped her lips at the intrusion. Julia knew she wouldn’t be able to ignore it once she sat down. Gingerly she returned to her seat.

“Good girl. What do you want to ask me?”

“I…, “ MasterX had not often enquired about her feelings, strangely they now felt more intimate to her than any part of her body, “I…. how long have you known May?”

“A little longer than you. I think you are very alike.”

“And… she serves you like I do?”

“Yes.” MasterX paused, “You are jealous.” It wasn’t a question: it was obvious to both of them.

Julia ignored the burning humiliation of her master’s deep knowledge of her. “Just… how many slaves… like me… do you have?”

“Not many, it is hard to find women as obedient as you.” Julia’s face blushed at the bizarre compliment but she couldn’t avoid feeling pride from being something special to MasterX, or at least someone special among others. “You know, it is not about me,” Julia listened intently, “it is about you, you are the one learning, changing.” Julia reflected on what she had learnt and how much she had changed over the months. She realised maybe she should be more thankful for the surreal relationship she found herself in and the incredible pleasure it had given her.

“But…,”MasterX had never punished Julia for being honest but even after all she had been through with him she struggled to truly communicate, “I wish I knew more… about you. I wish…., “she gulped and steadied herself, suddenly aware of the buttplug invading her ass, her tits on display and the pure submission she was willing to put herself through for this, still anonymous, person, “I wish maybe we could meet.”

Julia felt an intense relief as MasterX suddenly opened up just a little: “We will meet.” SlaveX felt a wave of excitement and anxiety knowing she would at least get to meet him eventually. “What more do you want to know?” Suddenly Julia’s mind went blank.

“You enjoy….,” she looked down at her erect nipples,”…enjoy me?”

Then Julia heard something totally new, a soft chuckle from her master.

“Of course.”

Julia blushed, it had been a ridiculous question, she probably knew the answer but she was desperate for confirmation and some type of validation of what she had been doing.

Julia eagerly pushed further: “How old are you?”

“30.”

Julia couldn’t believe it, he was five years younger! Julia struggled to understand a younger man with so much power over her.

“Are… are you married?”

Julia knew the answer she wanted to hear.

“No… unfortunately.” Again a little chuckle. “Very good girl, keep going.”

“Do you live in my city?”

“Yes.”

“And your job?”

“Ohh… getting very nosey. Unfortunately it’s far too boring to talk about.”

“Have… have you done this type of stuff… in… in real life?”

“This type of stuff?”

“Domi… use… errr…”

“Enjoyed a slave?” MasterX offered.

“Yes.”

Julia smiled at her own shyness after all she had already done for him.

“A few times. Why? You want to do it in real-life?”

Blood drained from Julia’s face but she didn’t hesitate. The experience with May had been overwhelming but she knew she wanted more, maybe with her but certainly with him.

“Yes.”

Across the internet the silence between them hung in the air. Suddenly Julia thought she had gone too far: MasterX would break contact and she’d never see his beautiful name in the chatroom again.

“Put a hand in your panties.”

Julia couldn’t hide her feelings as she sighed heavily in relief. Hurriedly she gladly obeyed and slid a hand towards her already-wet pussy. She had no trouble starting to enjoy the energy inevitably pulse from her loins: it was back to normal as the slave put on a performance for its master.

“You didn’t ask my name. It’s Richard by the way.”

Julia couldn’t believe it but her body responded immediately to this simple information, a tiny piece of the puzzle that was MasterX. Gradually SlaveX rubbed her clit at just the right speed and just the right pressure to bring her to orgasm for her master, Richard.

“Panties down to your knees.”

Julia quickly lifted up her ass and yanked her panties down. Knowing what her master wanted she spread her legs and exhibited herself for her owner. Silence descended again; Julia could only hear her feint rubbing and her softly increasing moans.

“Tell me what you will do for me.”

Julia was confused, “Uhh… a… anything… anything Master.”

“No. If we met. What would you do?”

Julia’s knees went weak. She couldn’t believe he wanted them to discuss this. Julia could already feel a familiar burning energy spread from her pussy and flow through her body. Julia was hungry for more and brought her free hand up to begin massaging her breasts.

“I…,” it was always hard for SlaveX to describe what she was thinking or feeling: Julia simply preferred doing. “I… I would serve you… Master. I…,” Julia closed her eyes and started to imagine the meeting. “I would… I would kneel for you Master and I would offer my mouth to you… Master.” Julia’s moans increased as her fantasy took control. “I would suck you Master. I would let you put your… I would let you fuck my mouth Master. Ughhhh…..”

Julia had never been good at dirty talk but soon she allowed her mind to go blank and her inhibitions to be forgotten. This task was something entirely new and Julia wanted to try as hard as possible like so many times before.

“More.”

“I… ahhh… I would offer my pussy…. my… my cunt to you Master. Uhhh…. I would bend over for you Master… and you can… you can do what you like with me Master.”

“More.”

Julia could hardly think straight as her pussy started burning with her touch.

“I… would… would play with May for you Master. You can make us… urghhh… you can make us do what you want… anything… just ughh… just for you.”

“You’d fuck her?” MasterX’s breath was quickening as he obviously enjoyed SlaveX’s real and fantasy submissions

“Oh… oh yes Master.”

“Lick her?”

“Uggg… yes Master.”

“I’m going to cum on your face.” Immediately it went from the possible to the actual. Julia easily imagined it and even better was the knowledge it would actually happen.

“I…. ughhhh… Yes Master please, please cum on my face.”

Julia’s pussy soaked her hand at this ultimate submission and the idea of being totally owned by her master.

Again Julia heard something she had never heard before. MasterX was panting heavily and obviously orgasming at his computer as he looked at his submissive MILF slave.

“Fuck!”

Richard groaned as Julia shut her eyes and imagined what she had just done for her master. A wave of relief surged through her body as she realised she had given him the ultimate pleasure.

Julia couldn’t hold the burning energy in the body any longer. Without warning SlaveX’s body betrayed her and she suddenly orgasmed stronger and harder than she had ever experienced. Julia’s legs shuddered as she grunted through the intense pleasure. Julia’s head fell back as she collapsed into the chair: spent, exhausted as her body tingled with energy.

Slowly SlaveX rubbed her tender pussy through her orgasm. Still panting she finally recovered enough consciousness to look at the screen. She saw herself: a sweaty mess, a spent MILF obscenely playing with herself for an internet stranger. But she knew his name, knew she would see him eventually: two tiny pieces of information that burned in her mind. Julia couldn’t have been happier as the desired object she was, the tool for her master’s pleasure.

Finally MasterX broke their shared post-orgasmic bliss: “Naughty girl.”

“S… Sorry Master… I…” Julia looked down in humiliation. She had disobeyed: her body had betrayed her. “I…”

“You will be punished.”

With the final sharp command MasterX left the chatroom. He left a shocked Julia but it was something she had come to expect. She knew whatever value she thought she had, she didn’t. She was his to leave and to use as he wished. In a strange way Julia enjoyed it. She enjoyed the paradox of the freedom to concentrate on one thing: MasterX’s pleasure as she became secondary. Julia looked down once again. She saw a MILF at his command with a soaking, exploited pussy, her tits on display, everything for the camera and everything for him: Richard.

The next few months continued as before. A few days a week Julia had the time to give herself wholly to her master. Excited and nervous she would log-on and wait for MasterX’s name to appear, or not. Sometimes he was busy, sometimes he only had a little time, but these disappointments were nothing next to the orgasms and the utter thrill Julia would get from obeying the degrading and humiliating orders she obediently followed. The most important conversation – for Julia – of the relationship stayed in her mind: they would meet and she would get to serve him properly and immediately. She kept this delicious idea in her head as she obeyed every command coming from her computer speakers. Julia enjoyed each new humiliation, each degradation, and each submission to her master who gradually owned more of her heart and mind.

Soon she was going beyond anything she had ever imagined: once MasterX ordered her to give a blowjob to the plastic cock, not for five minutes but for forty-five. It took all her strength to realise it was a physical and mental test to check her obedience. She was forced to video herself in the shower peeing her pants for her master. And for long periods she wasn’t allowed to cum, a reminder that she was there for his pleasure, not her own. If he denied her permission she would be forced to wait once again for the magical two word answer to her constant question: ‘You may.’

Julia could tell MasterX was experimenting with her and using her to explore his own strange desires. She only hesitated for a second when ordered to tie herself up after she had already spanked herself. Occasionally if she was given notice, SlaveX would get a friend to take her son for a night just so she could be as loud for as long as she or her master wanted. Richard occasionally, but not constantly, began to assert his dominance over her everyday life. Beyond going to work with a buttplug, emailing from her smartphone for permission to go to the toilet or having to ask which lunch dish she should order, Julia was often marked. Sometimes it was a self-spanking she had been forced to give herself and the red marks reminding her of the previous night every time she sat down. Sometimes it was lipstick graffiti on her chest, ass or pussy: “slave”, “slut”, “MasterX’s property”, “owned”. And every time she had to wear his words she bizarrely found it a source of pride: ‘Other people don’t know what I do, but I do, and my Master does!’

Julia didn’t tell her friends. She hinted at it occasionally, even admitted to video cyber-sex, but there was no way they would believe her if she told them everything. No one would understand the prim and proper suburban MILF enjoying the most bizarre and humiliating power-relationship imaginable.

Slowly, Julia came to understand how much she needed MasterX, she loved the attention, the focus, the discipline, the surreal love she felt building, and maybe most importantly, the simple pleasure she got from the relationship. Slowly it became all-encompassing for Julia and she struggled to remember a time before their meeting.

Finally it happened.

“You have a meeting on Saturday. It will be overnight. I will send you instructions.”

Julia stared blankly at the screen. She saw herself plainly as she began to sober up from the post-orgasmic waves. Sweat dripped off Julia’s face as she saw herself squatting on the floor, the dildo – his dildo – still in her pussy and the vibrations from the buttplug still pulsing in her anus. Julia couldn’t think of responding before her master left her. Yet again she felt like a degraded shell once Richard left: a humiliated, spent, used MILF slave.

Cleaning herself in the shower Julia couldn’t stop thinking about what was planned for her: ‘a meeting’. Was it another meeting with another of his slaves? A night of lesbian performance? Maybe with someone other than May? But Julia knew what she wanted: a meeting with him, her Richard, finally! Julia’s pussy burned at the thought. If she didn’t have to ask permission she could have easily brought herself to an orgasm just thinking about serving him directly, face-to-face, body to body.

SlaveX

122 Addison Road. 7 o’clock Saturday. Schoolgirl outfit. Pink underwear. Buttplug. Slutty makeup.
Come In.

MasterX

Julia perversely enjoyed the short sharp commands as it allowed her room to fantasize and imagine what was to come. She didn’t want any extra information that might spoil the fantasy. Julia knew she’d be happy to play with another of MasterX’s slaves for him. She’d happily perform again. She had moved beyond her reservations about bisexuality. If Richard ordered her to lick pussy or maybe something else she knew she’d do it. It wasn’t about the other girl and it wasn’t about Julia: it was about pleasing Richard. But Julia knew what she desperately wanted. She knew she wanted to walk into the house and see her master. She wanted an opportunity to get on her knees and offer herself to him, personally, in the real, the now.

Saturday came and Julia immediately enjoyed the submission as she began the ritual of getting herself ready for her master. SlaveX shaved her body, made sure her clothes were perfect, took a ridiculous hour on her schoolgirl pigtails and finally applied the ‘slutty makeup’ that her master ordered for her. She knew it would be okay: only her Master would see her like this or at least only those her master had chosen.

It wasn’t intentional but SlaveX arrived to the address early.