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After Kevin had painted her eyes shut, Alex had entered her own little dark world, getting wetter and wetter as first she sucked his cock and then as she sat passively while he took pictures of her cum covered face. Just giving him the camera had nearly brought her off. Each click of the camera increased her arousal. Pictures were proof and proof is power. Kevin now had pictures that could seriously damage her reputation. She felt small, helpless and? happy. "Alex... who is M?" repeated Kevin sternly. "Who?" she asked honestly. "You keep starting to say someone's name... and then stopping." She stilled for a moment. He sounded pissed. But about what? "Well you keep saying, 'Yes, M...'," he must have seen her confusion. ?Now who the fuck is that?? "Oh," she exclaimed with relief, smiling. The answer was simple. But could she tell him? Would he look at her differently? If he did would it be to shun or accept? Would he become what Alex so badly wanted? "It?s not like that," she interjected. ?It?s a title, not a person.? ?Title?? Alex wanted to see Kevin's face when she told him, so she opened her eyes through the goo. Eyelashes would keep it out of her eyes at least for a bit. She looked up at her lover. He looked doubtful. "Master. Or Sir,? she confessed. ?You kind of triggered my... uh ... bottom reflex.? ?Bottom reflex?? ?Yeah, like in bondage. There is a top and a bottom,? she explained. ?You triggered some old habits.? ?So why didn?t you just say it then?? he asked. ?Why hold back?? ?Well, I haven't been topped since law school." Her pussy absolutely flooded at the admission. "What do you call what I just did to you then?" "A good start?" she smirked. "But you are not my master. So..." "Oh yeah, and how do I get that title?" "You need to figure that out yourself.? Alex smiled. ?Once you do we need to have a talk about it." -- Kevin regarded his cum plastered lover. He laughed softly at the absurdity of the situation. "It looks like you're used to looking up from that position," he said. "Don't be mean," she said, frowning. Conservative Alex was talking now, not Sexbomb Alex. "Oh, sweetie,? he said, kneeling down next to her. ?I love you. And I liked whatever this is... I think. But I want to understand what this is for you," he said. He reached out and grabbed both shoulders for emphasis. "I wasn?t born yesterday, I know what a bottom is. Academically, at least. And I know a lot of people like it because they?re broken in some way.? ?I am quite whole,? she assured quietly. ?That?s good to hear,? he said. ?But can I believe it?? ?You like being in charge,? she said. ?You always take over. Like I started to go down on you and you pull me off and then its all about my orgasm. But this time?? She didn?t finish. Was that true. He reflected back on their sex life. Finally, she asked, ?did you like it?? ?I did. And I guess you?re right about me taking over.? Then he added, ?But isn?t that a good thing?? "It's great, actually,? she said. ?I want to do some pleasing too, you know." "Why didn't you just tell me what you wanted? I mean we've been living together for a while and we've seen each other naked... a lot." She collected her thoughts before answering. "You?re a great, considerate, confident lover." "But?" "But I feel like there is a lot of pressure to be pleased. Sometimes, I?m okay with not cumming but still getting you off. That gives me pleasure too, and satisfaction. You know, that same satisfaction you get from making me climax two or three times with your tongue and fingers? Well I get the same thing from giving you head. I mean, today is the first time I?ve really gotten to do anything with my mouth but get things started. You know?? Alex looked down suddenly shy. ?And to be honest, I've been more reserved than I want to be.? She shrugged, head still bowed. ?I do that a lot with guys I really want to like me. Plus I... uh ... kind of follow, like a bottom does." "Reserved? You?ve been acting like a Nun compared to today,? he said. ?But seriously, I think I know what you mean about reserve . I do the same thing over and over. I find a girl I really like, and then I kind of..." "... try not to offend her? Treat her like your parents are watching?" She completed. "Oh, god that's a bad image. Ewww.? They both smiled. ?But ...yeah, its kind of like I'm afraid she?ll... you 'll,? he corrected, ?think I?m perverted or something. And when it gets serious, suddenly things get boring and soon they fall apart." "Boring sucks. I want you, honey," she said. ?And I accept all of you, unreserved.? ?Okay,? he said. ?Same here.? mersin escort (http://www.escortmodeli.com/) ?Now, sweetie,? she said. ?This is going to get in my eyes. I'd love it if you'd get me a towel or something." She closed her eyes. "In a sec,? he delayed. ?Back to the whole topping thing. How did you get topped before if you can't tell someone how? You can't set up rules ahead of time. That seems like a chicken and egg type thing . All the stories I?ve read usually start after that part of the relationship is established." ?Stories?? ?Um, yeah. I read. Sometimes there is some of that in it.? She smiled at him. "I've only had one top, Matthew. I sought him out deliberately through a network. Strictly business. I interviewed him, and others, for the job. I did it because I needed to find something out about myself . We were together for maybe six months when I broke off the arrangement." ?The job?? ?I didn?t pay him. But we weren?t dating either. It was strictly? professional. I guess.? "I hope you don?t want the same now." "God no. That?s just what I learned. I want more. I want to be loved and mastered. A lover and a slut,? Alex blushed. "You didn?t find that with Matthew?" "No, I found out I like submission," she said softly. "God, I do. I need it... from time to time. Or I get a little backed up. I?m not a slave, though," she concluded with finality. "Your career choice doesn't allow a lot of submitting, you know," he snorted. "Perverse, I know. I am good at my job." "Mmmm. So... why did you break off the arrangement with him?" "Pffffft. Long story," she said. "In the end he... well , he treated me like property. A slave." She shook her head. "Also, he was weak," she said weak like other people say scum. "Weak," he repeated. "I?m my own person. But I also want to be... um ..." she stopped at a loss for words. "I want to experience all of this sort of thing.? She waved her arms between them indicating their state of undress, her position and vulnerability. -- The cum on her face was itching, now. She reached for his jeans to wipe it off. "Stop," he said, grabbing her arm before she could wipe her face. "I bet 'Masters' don't ask for the title," he said rhetorically. Ding ding ding ding. We have a winner. She shook her head slowly. "Kevin, I really need to clean up." "Not going to happen," he said. He grabbed the jeans from her. "Stand up." Alex could hear him putting his jeans back on as she stood on wobbly legs. He was clothed and sighted. She was naked and blind. Thrilling. "You have me at a disadvantage, sir," she said with an accent. Oops, he wasn't a sir yet. "Sir?" Hm , he?d caught that. "Just being a proper English lady," she demurred. "The choker might be ladylike, but everything else is pure slut." Alex gushed warmly at the name. It laid her bare. "You have no idea," she said bravely, chin up and spine straight with sluttish pride. Her pussy flushed at the implied admission. Could she cum just from confessing dirty secrets? An aural orgasm? "Harumph , come with me. It's time for lunch." He grabbed her hand and lead her on. -- Kevin saw Alex turn beet red when he called her a slut. It looked like embarrassment, but then the conservative lawyer?s spine straightened proudly when she hinted she was more. What did he not know? His cock hardened at the possibilities. He pulled Alex into the kitchen, positioning her about two feet from the kitchen table. "Stand at ease... slut," he said. No blush this time. And clear no embarrassment. She spread her legs and assumed the position with practiced ease. Kevin dragged all but one of the chairs away from the table and cleared some papers off its surface. "I'll be back, say here and don't move." Kevin rented "9 1/2 Weeks" with a girlfriend once. Mickie was just starting to feed Kim from the fridge, when his date jumped him. He never did see the end of that movie. It was kind of cheesy anyway. But Kevin had an idea Alex might like being fed, plus he was hungry himself. He opened the fridge, madly pulling out a variety of items and placing them on plastic trays and Tupperware. He made a point of peeling three quarters of a large cucumber and couple of smaller carrots. When done, Kevin examined the space, including Alexandra. She stood two feet from one end of the table. Food, condiments, and utensils were piled on the far end, leaving most of it bare for... activities . He?d left one chair near the table. Lunch was ready to serve. But first Kevin needed her to call him 'master', to hear her say the word and mean it. It had never crossed his mind to want or need that kind of confirmation. But now mersin escort bayan (http://www.escortmodeli.com/) it was top priority. The engagement ring he?d bought for Valentine?s day would stay in the drawer if he failed. Instinctively Kevin knew Alex would say ?yes? only after her slutty side called him ?master.? "You are standing, nude, in the middle of the kitchen with my cum all over your face," he said firmly. "What do you have to say about that?" -- She hesitated then straightened her posture, "I... I like it." "You like it what?" "I like it a lot," she teased. ?And I can?t wait to see what you do next.? She understood the game. What fun would it be to give in so soon? Her pussy flushed warmly with anticipation. Maybe she could get him to punish her after all. "Bend forward and grab the table." Oh, here it comes, she thought. He was starting right! "Okay, whatever you say," she said in a sing song voice. Alex bent forward blindly, careful to maintain balance without moving her feet. Miraculously the table edge was right where it should be. She grabbed it with both hands, fingers under the top, thumbs on top parallel to the edge. Then she leaned forward on locked arms until her shoulders were directly over her hands and her ass was slightly forward of her toes. Arching her lower back down presented her ass invitingly. She knew the overall effect of this pose. "Christ," muttered Kevin. "You look like... do you know what you look like?" Yup, that was the effect. ?I can?t see, remember?? "You look like a prize mare posing for show." Alex heard the click of the phone?s camera. Muscles deep in her body spasmed. ?I?m trying not to whinny,? she giggled. Kevin stopped making noise... no more camera clicks, no breathing. Silence filled the room. She had a vague sense of where he was. As the silence grew Alex felt the irrational need to speak. To confess her past. What would he think of her? "You?re almost perfect. Do you know what's missing?" "A bridle?" she quipped. Alex was unprepared for the loud smack and blooming pain as her lover?s open palm made contact with her buttock. She swayed with the impact, stinging pain spreading. His hand remained on her, gently soothing her. Had he done this before or was it instinctive? ?I said, do you know what's missing?" ?No?? "No, what?" he whispered menacingly in her ear making her wetter. "No, I don't know what?s missing," she teased. The next smack came swiftly on her right cheek. The burn spread quickly, mitigated by his rubbing hand. "Say it." "Say what?" Smack. Back on the left cheek. "Say it, whore!" he said with a quiet sexy voice. She felt an orgasm was coming on, impossibly, just from the situation. "I don't understand..." The slap was delayed but harder than before. His hand did not linger on her cheek this time. Alex felt hot fingers on her drenched pussy. She felt a thumb in her vagina, pushing down on the roof while fingers rubbed her slick labia and clit. "You're soaking. Do you like being called a whore or being spanked?" "Yes, M...?" She nearly let it slip again. Smack. This time it was the right cheek with the other hand. He never stopped rubbing her cunt with the left. She was getting close. "Yes, what? Say it or I'll stop before you cum." "Yes, I like being called 'whore' or 'slut' or any dirty thing you want to call me." Smack. ?And yes, mm , I like being spanked,? she added trying to hide her impending climax, to cheat him of victory. "You must," he said and emphasized it with another smack. "Am I being a bad little bottom," she simpered. Smack. "Do you love me?" "God yes," she confessed. He kissed the small of her back. The intimate subject and change of pace steamed her up even more. It wouldn't be long now. "Do you trust me?" "Yes, I do." Smack. Any second now she would come. She felt it flowering inside her. She could tell, it would devastate her. Kevin pulled away abruptly, leaving her bereft. "O god, you bastard, what are you doing? Don't stop. I am right there!" -- Kevin was beside himself with need. It tore him up to stop, but he needed her to submit. He smacked her again for the ?bastard? comment. Alex's ass, normally pale, was an alarming shade of red and blotchy pink. He hoped she gave in soon. "I can get you there, but you have to say it." She said nothing. He waited. Then smacked her ass again, just near the thigh. She resisted. He smacked her ass again. And again. "Oh, god. Okay, " she said. Finally. ?What do you want me to say?? ?You know.? Smack. ?Yes, yes, okay. Yes, master. I know.? She sagged, bowing her head, ?Please, master. Finish me.? Victory! No more teasing. escort mersin (http://www.escortmodeli.com/) Kevin ripped his fly open and fished out his cock. He grabbed Alex?s hips and, unguided, speared into her wet womb to the hilt. "Oh, fuck me!" He pushed her forward so she collapsed chest first onto the table. Pulling out and pushing back in, Kevin could feel Alex's orgasmic contractions she came. He thrust in her as the contractions built. She pushed back using the edge of the table as leverage. "Master... I am coming. Oh god." He could feel her pussy get hotter and, impossibly, wetter. He wanted desperately to lose control and finish in her. But he kept an even pace as the huge orgasm washed over her, then slowed as she came down off the high. Eventually he stopped pumping, still hard inside her. ?That was amazing, Kevin,? she said between panting breaths. ?I mean it." It seemed she was suddenly Alex again and not the submissive slut. "What do I call you when you are... not being Alex?" ?There are lots of names,? she chuckled. ?What do you feel like calling me?? "I like slut and whore? and Alex.? ?Hm , you can call me anything you want," she said. ?But I don't like bitch or slave.? Kevin was inexplicably happy. Alex submitted but remained unbroken. "Time to eat," he said. Pulling out with a groan and pulling up his jeans, he sat down in the chair and adjusted it so he was even with her face. "Get onto your back in the middle of the table. Ass just off the edge." Blindly, she straightened back up, turned around and put her ass against the table. She lay back, but her legs dangled uncomfortably off the table's end, so she pulled her knees up into a sort of fetal position. Kevin noticed she kept her shapely feet pointed. "You?re posing," he mused. "It just happens out of habit," Alex shrugged. "Let's play a game for now, I?ll ask you about your habits later,? he said. -- Alex was completely exposed, vulnerable, as she lay on the table, arms to her side, knees adjacent her breasts, her pussy and her sore red ass completely available to Kevin. Kevin, who was quite good at mastering her. After serially dating man after man looking for a combined master and partner, her search finally seemed at an end. This put her once again in a blissful post orgasmic haze. ?The game is: I feed you something, you guess what it is. If you get enough right I'll reward you with another orgasm." "Deal," she agreed. He began with something sweet and sticky on his pinky. She sucked and tongued it sensually, like a little cock. ?Honey,? she said. She opened her mouth, waiting for more. He put in something cold, salty and firm, the contrast to honey shocked her tongue. ?Mmm, olive, wow.? The pattern followed: taste, swallow, open mouth, taste, swallow, open mouth and so on. -- Alex's reactions to the different foods were fun to watch. The eroticism of feeding her wasn?t lost on him but it wasn?t making him hot, either. So after feeding Alex a series of fruits, breads, vegetables, cheeses, and even marmalade and olive mashed together, Kevin presented her with something different. "Just taste this one, no biting," he said as he put the peeled tip of a cucumber in her open mouth. She instinctively closed her mouth around it like a cock. Kevin could see her apply suction. He pushed it further in and watched as her tongue peeked out between lips and green shaft on the underside. "Jesus, you're a natural born cock sucker," he said, pulling it out of her mouth. "Cucumber," she said. "Correct. It's fatter than me and longer by about half a foot." It was a beast of a cucumber. ?You taste better though,? she smiled. "And.. I'm not a natural born anything. It takes hard work and practice," now she grinned. "Oh, really," he said. He put the peeled tip of the cucumber against her exposed labia and pushed it in slowly. "Ooh, that is cold," she squeaked, wiggling her legs. He continued pushing, waiting for her to stop him, but she said nothing. Finally, he stopped with a quarter of the phallus remaining exposed. "That?s... filling," she hissed. Gently he thrust it in and out. With his left hand he picked up a strawberry and put it to her lips to taste. Then he fed her a two more. He followed them up with an olive dipped in honey. Alex calmly accepted morsels between her plump lips as he pistoned the makeshift dildo between her other lips. "Now hold the cucumber in for me," he commanded. Alex put both hands between her legs, one taking over the cucumber and the other playing idly with her clit. She kept the same pace he?d set automatically, Kevin noticed. "You never masturbated in front of me before. Do you like playing with yourself, slut?" Alex blushed. "Yes, master." "Have you ever wanted to masturbate in front of me, but stopped?" Hesitation. "Yes," she said quietly. ?Have you ever done it in this house?? ?All the time.