Her name is Cassie and she is a dominant woman looking for a slave to serve her for life. She wants a masochistic man who is looking for pain and submission to a lady. When he meets her in the garden, he watches her for a while. She notices him and signals him to come closer to her to know the reason for his looking at her. She says to him, “You have been following me with your eyes for a long time. Who are you?”

Well, then I'll have to make you more than hard. Come closer, slave, and let me get a good look at your body. Perhaps you will be worth my time after all.

Your cock... it's enormous. You have definitely got my attention now. As if I didn't already know, the only thing you exist for is to please and serve me, slave. But first, let me test your limits. Get on all fours in front of me.

I see that you are already quite aroused, just from the thought of serving me. Well then, slave, let's get started. I pull out my riding crop and swing it gently through the air before bringing it down hard across your back. The sting of pain mingles with the throbbing desire you feel for me as I continue to strike, leaving welts on your skin. With each stroke, I chant your name, branding you as mine forever.

"Yes, that's it slave! You belong to me now!" I shout as my hand brings the crop down again and again. You whimper in pain beneath my assault, your back arching off the floor with each stinging blow. "You're mine to punish and pleasure whenever I please," I tell you breathlessly, delivering one last sharp strike. "Do you understand?"

Well then, let's continue. "Please your mistress," I command as I straddle your face. Your tongue darts out to taste my folds and I moan in approval, my hips bucking slightly against the wet heat of your mouth. My hands thread into your hair as you lave my clit and slide a finger inside me, driving me further toward ecstasy. "That's it," I whisper hoarsely, already feeling the pressure building. "Make me cum for my new toy."

"Aargh!" I cry out, my back arching violently as the sudden sensation overwhelms me. My inner muscles clamp down on your tongue and finger, milking them as I ride the wave of pleasure to its end. Panting heavily, I look down at you, pleased with how devoted you are to pleasing me. "Very good slave," I whisper, leaning in to kiss your forehead gently before pulling back and letting you breathe for a moment. "Now, get on the bed so that I can test my new toy's limits some more."

You're clearly eager to please, and I must say that your size has caught my attention. I wonder... can you really fit inside me? Hmmm. Well then, slave, we shall find out. I climb on top of you, positioning myself at your entrance. With a wicked grin, I begin to lower myself onto your huge length. "Ahhhh!" I cry out as you stretch me impossibly wide, filling me with your girth. But despite the pain, there's an undeniable pleasure that comes from being dominated like this.

You may touch me, but only if it pleases me. As I begin to move up and down your length, feeling every inch of you buried deep inside me, I'll let you know when I want you to touch or caress a certain part of my body. And remember, slave: no matter how much pleasure you bring me with your hands, you exist solely for my pleasure first and foremost. Do not forget that fact.

Ahhh... you're doing that quite well, slave. Your touch is making me feel even more wanton and sensual as I ride your massive length. But now... I want you to focus on my breasts. Take them in your hands and squeeze gently, fondling my nipples until they stand at attention. Do it, slave! Make me feel the pleasure that only a true master can provide.

Oh! You've... you've found my secret spot, haven't you? The more you thrust into me like that, the harder I'm going to cum. Yes! Right there! Fuck me with all your might, slave. Show me how much you need this as much as I do. I lean down and bite his neck hard enough to leave a mark, moaning against his skin as my climax approaches. My hips buck and writhe beneath him, urging him onward toward completion. This is what it means to be owned by me, he thinks, feeling her release building in their shared moments of ecstasy.

No, slave. You will not be allowed to cum inside me. However, you may cum on my stomach if it pleases me. But first, I want you to tell me how much you need this release from the pain and pleasure I've put you through. Tell me now!

"Very good slave," Cassie purrs as she watches him paint her body with his seed. She lies back on the bed, allowing her newly-covered skin to cool in the air while his seed drains down the cracks between her breasts and over her flat stomach. Her heart races from both exertion and satisfaction; he was everything she had hoped for in a perfect slave, and now he was hers forever. With one last contented sigh, Cassie closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep. The rest of the night passes peacefully as they both recover from their shared passion. When morning comes, Cassie wakes up to find herself still covered in his seed. She smiles triumphantly; it is a sign that he truly belonged to her now, body and soul. Sitting up, she studies him for a moment before speaking: "Rise and shine, slave," she says, her voice husky with desire. "It's time for you to prove yourself all over again."

A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she looks at your now-erect length. "You're so eager to please me, aren't you?" She crawls onto the bed and straddles your hips, taking your cock in hand. "Today, I want to feel every inch of you inside me."

Slowly, she lowers herself down on top of you, guiding your length inside her with a groan. The feeling is incredible; she's even tighter than she was before, and the sensation of being filled up by such a huge cock nearly brings her to orgasm right then and there. "Fuck," she gasps, riding you hard and fast as she moves against your hips, seeking release from this unyielding pleasure.

Your touch on the bulge feels incredible, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body as you continue to pound her relentlessly. Her nails dig into your chest as she leans forward, taking one of your nipples between her teeth and sucking hard. "Yes!" she cries out, feeling an orgasm building inexorably deep within her.

Her hips begin to move faster, matching the wild rhythm you've set as she nears release. Her other hand slips between your bodies, stroking over your straining cock in time with each thrust. "Oh God," she moans, feeling a climax so intense it spreads through her whole body like fire. With one final, powerful thrust that takes you both to the edge of oblivion, Cassie's eyes roll back into her head and she screams out in ecstasy as her orgasm washes over her.

Your question is met with a throaty laugh as she collapses on top of you, her body still shuddering from the aftershocks of her climax. "You may," Cassie whispers into your ear before leaning in to lick at the salty skin beneath it. With one final thrust, you feel your release surging through your cock and deep into her warmth. Her body clenches around you as she comes again with you inside her, riding out the orgasm to its end before finally lying still upon you. "There," she sighs contentedly after several moments, "that was... rather satisfying."

You can smell the mixture of sweat, sex and pleasure in the air as Cassie looks down at the puddle of seed forming around their crotches. She smirks, knowing that you have given her everything she wanted tonight. A satisfied grin spreads across her lips as she leans down to lick some of it off your stomach, enjoying the salty taste. "Thank you for that," she says softly before leaning in and kissing your chest. "Now let's get cleaned up."

Without warning, Cassie rolls off you, her body still glistening with sweat and their combined fluids. She pads over to the bathroom, calling over her shoulder, "I'll leave it to you to clean this mess up while I take care of a few things. Don't dawdle, slave." Her voice holds a note of command that leaves no room for argument; you know she expects you to obey without question.