(Pt. One The Meeting)
"The Mind and Body Capturing of Slave gary"
(Pt. One The Meeting)
By garyk
It all started one afternoon when I was driving down one of my regular route along a major thoroughfare on the way to my next appointment. I just happened to glance to my left and noticed a female figure exiting a big black truck in the strip center parking lot on the other side of the highway. What caught my eye in particular, was her incredibly long, gorgeous dark hair that cascaded down to the middle of her back. I was awestruck. I immediately hung a quick left into the parking lot of the center to get a closer look.
I got instantly aroused just seeing the back of her and her sensuous dark flowing hair as she entered some variety store in the center. Oh well.. that
got my blood boiling, but it was time to get back to work and quit daydreaming! I did notice her specialty license plate as I drove past her big black truck to get back to the highway that read "Obey ". I didn't think anymore about it as I went on with business as usual.
It was on a Saturday afternoon, a couple of weeks later, when I walked outside behind my condominium to take out the trash. There is an alley and drive that connects the condos with parking places for visitors and residents, and you can imagine my surprise when I saw the big black truck with "Obey" on the license plate parked just a few spaces down. No one seemed to be around so I thought I'd just wander over to the truck and peer inside to see if I might get a clue as to who she might be.
"What the hell to you think you're doing to my truck?", I heard a female voice snarl. I immediately spun around and froze in my tracks. There she was. .. The most incredibly beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her voluptuous body was accentuated by her tight fitting jeans and revealing tank top. Her
delicate face was framed with massive waves of silky soft tresses that made me spring to attention. "Uh.. Um nothing," is all I could manage to stutter. "Oh, yeah", She snapped back, "Someone stole my radio a few weeks ago and I think you were trying to break in!" She grabbed a cell phone from her pocket. "I'm calling the police!". "No, no.. You don't understand," I quickly replied getting a little nervous. "I wasn't trying to break in.. I was just looking to see if I could find out who you are."
I then went on to tell her how I saw her in the parking lot on that day she was going into the store and how infatuated I had been when I saw her. "So, you've been stalking me too!", she screamed, "Now, I know I'm calling the police!" . "No, wait", I again pleaded, "This is a mistake. Please don't call the police. What do I need to do to convince you?" I noticed a slight grin sweep across her pretty lips. "Well, I'll tell you what I'll do", she announced.
“You come with me and do what I tell you, and if you can manage to please me, I might not call 'em, deal?" What else could I do? I had to say yes. With that she told me to close my eyes and don't move. "What the....", I started to say, but before I could finish she broke in "And no talking unless I tell you to, or I'll call the police right now!" I quickly did as I was told. I felt her move close to me and I was immediately consumed by her delicate perfume. As she leaned in close to whisper in my ear I felt some of her soft hair gently brush across the side of my face. Needless to say that the protrusion in my pants expanded to full staff. "Just think submissively, and you'll do just fine", she said. Her leg rubbed against my crotch and I almost lost it right there.
With my eyes still closed, I heard her open her truck door and it sounded like she was fumbling around in her glove box for something. The next thing I knew she was next to me again pulling my arms behind my back and "click", oh shit... handcuffs! My heart started racing and my eyes popped open, and I was staring directly into her eyes! "Did I say you could open your eyes?", she snarled. "No", I replied. "Whack!" She smacked me hard on my butt with her hand. My name is Izzabelle She announced. "You will address me as Lady Izzabelle from now on slave, do you understand?" "Yes,.. uh Lady Izzabelle", I quickly added. Lady? slave?, What was she going to do to me? My mind flashed with images of being tortured and killed or something and my anxiety level jumped off the scale! Although I must admit that my arousal level also jumped to heights I hadn't felt in years. There I was, in broad daylight, behind my condominium with my hands cuffed behind my back and completely at the mercy of this incredible woman. What was next?
I didn't have to wait long to find out. She deftly buckled what felt like a collar around my neck and said "Come with me… You may open your eyes now", and tugged me along behind her, by a leash attached to the collar. We went through a fence gate and to the back door of the condo just three doors down from my own. "I'm just moving in", she announced matter of factly, "this is going to be fun!" and she pulled me inside. Just being that close to her coupled with the anxiety of being completely at her mercy had given me a raging erection that I'm sure she sensed.
We went past unpacked boxes and furniture that was still in dis-array to a room in the front of the condo which was the formal living room. There was an exercise type bench in the middle of the floor with a tall adjustable back so that it could be angled for various exercises. She had me straddle the bench and pulled my still handcuffed arms over the back so that when she sat me down my arms were secured behind the back of the bench.
"There, that should do for now, “She said more to herself more than to me. God, she was beautiful. She then straddled my lap and sat down on it so that she could look straight into my eyes just inches away. Her weight was right on my engorged manhood so I knew she could feel its hardness under her. "I see that I've made quiet an impression on you, slave", she said grinning. My "Yes, Lady Izzabelle", reply made her grin even wider! "Good, then let's get started", she whispered as she began unbuttoning my shirt.
She continued slowly undoing each button knowing she was driving me crazy. My nose became buried in her hair as she bent her head forward to unbutton another button and I was filled with the essence of her exotic perfume that permeated from its silky softness. Finally she reached the one just above the belt and pulled the rest of my shirt from its confines, unbuttoned the rest of it, and pulled it back exposing my chest and now exposed nipples. She took off my shoes and socks and continued by undoing my belt, opening my fly. And slowly easing my pants down over my hips, and then finally off of my body completely.
She would gyrate as she continued on, swishing her glorious tresses across my body and face knowing fully well that it was keeping me rigid and bulging against my undies. She leaned over and gently licked my ear just before grabbing the band of my briefs and "swoosh", I was completely exposed with my cock throbbing uncontrollably before her! "Ummm, that's what I like," she cooed, "MY cock at full attention and saluting its Owner!" I was now naked from the waste down with my shirt pushed back as far as my handcuffed arms would allow. The next thing she did was to tie my ankles to the legs of the bench so that now I was pretty much immobile. Circling behind the bench she leaned over my shoulder allowing the full length of her beautiful hair to tumble and flow over my face, chest, and HER cock as she firmly pinched my nipples.
"Gotcha", she chuckled. "I can see what effect my hair has on you and I can assure you that I am going to use it along with lots of other little tricks to make you the most obedient, loyal, and devoted slave that you could ever imagine." With that she gave my nipples another squeeze and then moved her head around so that her gorgeous silky hair swished over me again and again bringing Her already rigid cock to new heights of arousal. She stood up and in only a moment brought what seemed to be a scarf over my eyes and tied it firmly behind my head.
Next, She placed a set of headphones over my ears and I heard a slight click that started a tape. "Be back in a few", she announced and I sensed that She left the room. As I waited there the sound of Her sultry voice appeared as if from the middle of my head. Music came up next as Her voice darted and dashed from one side of my brain to the other. I lost all thought of time and space has Her commands seemed to pour directly into my soul. I must have dozed off.
I was snapped back to consciousness when I heard “Five.. Fully awake”, and felt the headphones being taken off of my head. The scarf was deftly removed from my eyes and I blinked as I gazed at Her beside me. "Did you miss me, slave?", She asked. She looked absolutely incredible. She had changed to wearing a black leather bustier that flattered her ample cleavage along with a tight black leather thong. She was also sporting elbow length black leather gloves and black patent pumps with 4 or 5 inch heels. Her beautiful long hair was pulled over her left shoulder with its massive curls flowing down her arm and breast . My erection returned immediately.
I could feel the power that She now had over me. She now owned me and I knew that I had to obey Her. I wanted to obey Her. I wanted to please Her. I wanted to be controlled by Her. I knew that I had been hypnotized by Her and it didn’t matter. I was smiling…. happy!
“It’s time for You to learn what Your primary purpose in life will be from now on, my pet,….. pleasuring Me, Lady Izzabelle!”. With that She straddled me again and pulled the top of the bustier down exposing Her magnificent nipples. Guiding me with the leash, I was instructed to gently use my tongue in a slow circular motion to gently kiss Her nipples. She moaned and smiled as they became more erect. After some time, She next reached behind my back support and adjusted something that lowered me to a nearly horizontal, position and then removed Her thong.
My head was just high enough, so that when she straddled me in a standing position my lips were perfectly positioned at her womanly essence. By pulling my leash between her legs and over her shoulder, my mouth was drawn to no other option, but to apply loving caresses and stimulation to her most intimate spot. She completely controlled the pace, making sure that that her enjoyment was prolonged as I dutifully performed my task. After some time I felt Her ecstasy build and finally wave after wave of wild, uncontrollable, excitement convulsed throughout Her magnificent body.
After a few more moments, She leaned over me and lovingly kissed me on the lips. I could tell that She was spent… drained…. happy…. and somehow I felt an overwhelming sense of pride and happiness knowing that I had made Her happy. I also knew that I was now Hers… I was completely under the divine control of this amazing Goddess and my life would never be the same!
She undid my binds and unlocked my handcuffs from behind. She ordered me off the bench and made me bend over and kiss each foot as I vowed my total devotion and obedience to Her from then on. "This is just the beginning of a beautiful relationship", She announced as she patted my head affectionately as an owner would a devoted pet. And I felt exhilaration…. An emotional high….. from now knowing that real freedom comes from not having freedom at all, but by surrendering it…completely… to the service and for the pleasure of the most magnificent Lady Izzabelle
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