Date: Mon, 19 Apr 2004 03:10:03 -0700 (PDT) From: aiko shibisawa Subject: "Being Claimed: part 1" Authors notes: Must be of suitable age in your area/country or mature enough in your mindset to read/view this story. This is a work of fiction and takes place in a fantasy world. I am not the owner or take rights over any copywrited items I mention (if I mention any) in my stories. If you have any comments, suggestions, dislikes, or any kind of critisizm, please e-mail them to whoreaiko@yahoo.com I urge you my readers to send your comments on the following story. No matter how bad or good. Female/Female domination, authority. Being Claimed. I looked up at her with pleading eyes to let me go. She just grinned at me pulling me up to my feet. She pulled me by the dark brown fur colar she put on me, forcing me to stand on the tip of my toes to look at her. She growled at me, the colar shown that I was now hers and I had no say in the matter. That's how things worked here. "You are mine now, you will do as I wish untill I dispose of you. You will address me as Mistress at all times. Do you understand slut?" I seen people I knew taken by doms. I knew better than to resist, it would only get worst for me. I looked at her and held back my tears. "Yes Mistress, I understand." She smiled at me and threw me to the floor, landing on my hands and knees. She leaned down and clipped a leash to my new colar. Admiring my body and the situation I was caught in. I did'nt take my eyes off her in fear she would yell at me. "Follow slut, we are going home." She tugged rougly on the leash and led me outside of the house I was staying in. It just rained recently and the road was of gravel. My hands and knees were growing sore and wet as she led me down the driveway toward her limo. A man wearing a black tuxedo with a black fur colar clearly visible opened the door for her. As my mistress got in I crawled behind her and moved in front of her. She smiled at me then nodded at the man who closed the door and moved around the car to the drivers side. I looked up at her as she tugged on my leash again. Her eyes looked down to her lap as her legs spread open for me. I wasint able to tell what she wanted me to do, so all I did was crawl closer till I was between her legs. She sat back and barked at me. "What do you want slut? Am I going to have to train you how to follow simple body language?" I shook my head now and pulled up on her knee-high black skirt. I was greated by her exposed wet pussy. I stared at it lovingly, and a bit to long for my Mistresses tastes. She grabbed the back of my head shoved me against her pussy. I was lost in the smell the instant it flowed across my senses, and her taste was heavinly as my tounge instinctivly ran over her pussy lips in pure delight. I put my hands on my Mistresses knees as she held my head in place between her smooth black nylon covered thighs. My tounge darted in and out of her wet hole as her small moans of pleasure thrilled me, but not more as her taunting. She told me 'That's right my little pussy slut, lick your Mistresses pussy good. Don't let a drop of my juices hit the seat or else the little slut will be punished, severly.' I cooed silently to myself, dragging my tounge flat over her red and tasty clit. Closeing my eyes in the sensational taste, takeing her clit into my mouth and sucking on the small nub for only a moment. I returned to placing my mouth completly over her opening, scared to disobey her now. She was growing closer as her breaths quickened and her words less. She dug her nails into my hands on her knees and captured my head between her strong thighs, shrieking in utter bliss. When she let go of me, I sat up look at my hands. She made bug red marks where she dug at me and one of the marks was bleeding. I had her nectar all over my lips, chin and some of it ran down my chin and across my neck. As she glared at me, she looked at the seat then told me to lay across her lap. Doing as told, to afraid to disobey at this point, she unclipped the leash and placed next to her on the seat. "Now slut", she started. "What did I tell you would happen if you let any of my cum touch the seat?" I looked back underneath me on her lap, and sure enough there was a small pool of her juices there. "You would punish me severly Mistress." She smiled to herself and rub one hand over my bare back, and over my asscheeks while her other played with my hair and neck. "I do not tolerate disobedience, for this, you will have to be punished." I nodded slightly and layed still. Her hands still rubbing over me. She started to relax me, but with a sudden hard and forceful slap, my butt instantly stung. She did it again, smacking my bare expose and pale bottom repeatedly. It seemed endless. I shrieked out in pain at every painful smack as the wooden ping-pong like paddle in her hand came crashing down on me. I was crying heavily and begging her to stop. "Please Mistress! No.. more! Eeee! Please Mistress!" But I was ignored. After what seemed about ten minutes of her just ignoring me and brutally beating my ass with the wooden paddle. She pushed me off her lap on the the floor of the vehicle, just as it stopped I was tossed back at her feet and looked up at her, on hands and knees. My cheeks burning red on both my face and my ass. I knew what I had to say, though I did'nt want to say it. "Thank you.. Mistress.. for beating your unworthy... slave Mistress." She smiled at me and reattched the leash to my colar and dragged me out of her limo. The ground was wet here as well but the path was of cement layed, but still rough on my knees. Before we left my old home, she had me stripped by my sister and mother and thrown down as my new Mistress colared me. Today was the day I was no longer a girl in a poor family home. I was now a slave, a sexual slave for this dominatrix. That is how things work here. Expect a Part 2! Thank you very much for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it, and for those of you who were pleased by it, please do not be shy and send comments to me. I would love all and any feedback. I will be writing two more stories so look for them. "Being Claimed Part 2" and a untitled one that I am sure you will love, and is dedicated to my Mistress Diana.