Part One of a story

Dream to Reality

Tina puttered around the house, relaxing in her silk robe as she sat down to sips a coffee.  She was lethargic and happy, last night had been exhausting.  Not for the first time she wondered at her good fortune.

It seemed such a short time since she had met her Master.  Tina had never thought that she could feel this way for a man she had never met in the flesh.  The computer had turned her life upside down since she had discovered IRC.  Now she looked forward to the times when she could chat with John.  Every time she saw his nickname appear on the screen her pussy seemed to melt.

The first time she read the name MstrJohn she wondered at the such a simple nick.  What sort of man would be confident to use such an ordinary name.  Not so much a concealment, more a statement of presence.  He had chosen Tina, hiding behind her net name of  SweetHvn to serve him that first night.   The scene had passed all to quickly leaving her shaking from her orgasm.  Almost as an afterthought she found herself collared to a new Master.  Now online her nick was SweetHvn{MJ} and she gave thanks ever day at her luck.

The only lack was the feel of John’s hands driving his sweet slut to orgasm.  Such thoughts troubled her as her Master lived so far away.  Still she consoled her self that Master John was hers alone, and he would be online in only a few short hours.

Suddenly her phone trilled its imperative tone making her jump.

Who could that be Tina wondered as she cradled the receiver to her ear.

“Hello, my sweet slut Tina.”

Tina dropped to her knees on hearing the voice of her beloved One, quickly shrugging her robe off to leave naked as she listened to his vibrant voice.  She was stunned to hear him this early in the day.

“Are you properly attired my darling?”

“Yes, Master.  Your slut is naked and kneeling awaiting your pleasure Sir.”

As his voice whispered in her ear, Tina’s pussy started to weep tears of pleasure moistening her haven at the closeness and consideration of her lover.

“I have a task for you my horny slave.  Get your toys at once.”

Tina stood, pressing the phone to catch ever breath that echoed down the line as she hurried to collect her flogger, dildo and vibrator.  Within moments she again was kneeling awaiting instructions from the One who controlled her pleasure.
 

“I am ready my Lord”

“Slide your hard dildo deep into your ass my sweet.  Turn on the vibrator and slip it into your cunt, pressing deep into you resting next to your cervix.”

Tina shivered as she felt herself being penetrated, complying with her Master’s wishes.  Her thighs quivering as she knelt the ends of the foreign invaders brushing against the carpet.

“Lay the flogger across your thighs sweet Tina.  Are you wet my horny little slut?”

“Ohhhhh, God yesssss Master.  Your slut is so ready for you.  What shall I do next Sir?”

“NOTHING, tina.  You are to stay like that, unmoving, until I call you back.”

With that the phone went dead, leaving her alone with her thoughts and a buzzing sensation building inside her wet slit.  She was content to rest there knowing that Master John was only testing her, teaching her, training her in the ways of obedience.

Five minutes passed in silence.  A cool breeze caressing her breasts causing the nipples to harden and ache.  She longed to touch her tits but knew that she could not move, dare not move.  Such an action was unthinkable as it would betray the trust her beloved had placed in her.

Ten minutes gone and Tina could feel her thighs slicking with wetness that oozed unstopped from her tingling cunt.  She tried to ignore the sensations flooding her from within her ass and pussy.  Struggling to maintain poise as her body attempted to betray her into orgasm.

Fifteen minutes gone and no call, Tina’s hands rested on her bare thighs, lightly holding the flogger, her fingers gently caressing the leather that draped over her exposed skin.

Twenty one minutes of silence are broken by the phone demanding her attention.  Tina holds the phone to her ear, praying it is Master John there to give her release.

“Hello my darling tina, tell me how you feel.”

“Master your slut is wet, my ass is full and I beg my Lord to allow his slut to cum for him.”

John ignores her pleas,

“Trail the thongs gently over your aching breasts my horny slut, feel them caress them as I long to.”

“Yes my sweet Master.”

Tina shivers as the flogger tails slip over her skin, driving her towards the inevitable orgasm.

Tina strains to hear her Lord’s words as he whispers his instructions to his slut.  A loud knocking on her front door shatters her concentration.  Wiping away the words she longs to hear.

“I am sorry Master, there is someone at my door.  May this slut answer it Sir.”

“You may, sweet  tina.  I will even permit you to put your robe back on and remove your toys so that they do not fall out as you move.”

“Thank you Master John.”

Tina stands, shrugging on her robe as she moves across the living room towards the door.  Still cradling the phone to her ear she hears the line go dead as her sweet John hangs up at the other end.  She silently curses whatever fool has interrupted her precious time with her love.  As she nears the door she sees the shape of a man through the glass.

Feeling cautious she peered through the peephole to check who could be there at this time of the morning.  Her heart stopped, skipping, thudding as she looked out and saw a bearded stranger, someone who was familiar at the same time.

Tina tore the door open.  Dropping to her knees as the figure was revealed. Tina looks up a smile covering her face as she see’s her Master standing only inches from her.

John stands smiling, looking down at his slut as he slips his mobile phone back into his pocket.

“Hello my sweet slut tina.  Is this how you welcome your Master?”

Tina moans and leans forward, her lips brushing at her Lord’s crotch, praising his presence.  Kneeling before him she shrugs off her silk robe leaving her nude and in clear view of the street.  She feels so exposed, knowing that any passing neighbour might see her subservience to her beloved One.

John stepped past her into the room moving easily to the chair and sitting, dropping his flight bag beside him.  Glancing back at his slave her nods and permits tina to close the door and come to him,

“It has been a tiring day my sweet, do you like your birthday surprise?”

Tina is incapable of saying a word, as she kneels before her Lord.  Her mind is in turmoil and her emotions threaten to make her burst into tears and laughter at the same time.
 

With an immense effort of will she whispers.

“This slut is not worthy Master.  I am stunned my Lord John.”

Tina feels herself near orgasm just by the presence of John.  The shock of seeing him finally close enough to touch is so painful.  She wants to throw herself into his arms, but holds her position kneeling at his feet.

“Close your eyes tina.”

From behind her closed lids, she peers into velvety blackness listening to the soft rustle of cloth and the rasp of a zip as John moves inches from her.  Suddenly she feels a finger under her chin, tilting her head back.

Tender lips kiss at her eyelids as tears of joy leak from the corners.  She feels her Master’s tongue lick the salty fluid from her.  Easing her pain as he takes her substance into him.

“Be still my darling tina.”

The subservient slut feels fingers trace round her throat, rubbing gently at her nape sending shivers down her spine.  Trembling at the touch she wonders what is going to happen.

“For too long my darling, you have been collared merely by initials.  At this moment starts the rest of your life.”

As John whispers these joyous words his slave feels the slide of leather slip around her neck as her Lord buckles the collar of service around her throat.  As he buckles it snugly John says the words that she has longed to hear.

“My darling love, you are mine now and forever.  You may cum for me my sweet to seal your fate.”

As she hears this Tina shudders as the culmination of all the pleasure, anticipation and shock course through her body.  Driven emotionally beyond any bound she expected her orgasm rips through her.

She slumps against her Lord’s thighs fainting from the thoughts of what the future will bring.
 




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