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"Thanksgiving in slavery"

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"Thanksgiving in Thrall"PT 1 : Reunited in submission by sfmaster @ att.net

Jennifer Tyler sat at the Dunkin Donut 's windowpane, wondering what she was going to do for grace. For the holiday weekend, she had no in force options. How could she have made such a pile out of her sex life story in the last few years ?

Idly, she took another glace at the written matter of the clip on the retort. Then another sip of coffee, the donut she had for breakfast foresightful since consumed. Finally, she stared out the window, watching the early on fall of snow.

The radio was commenting on the snow 's shock on the Parade later that day - it was going to be a very raft outside. Jennifer reflected on the similarity of the weather and her sex spirit ; both were a mass !

She watched as a female patron with her boyfriend jumped a curbside pool, and she was wearing overt sandals - not even those slimy boots cleaning lady seemed only to be wearing these days !

earshot that it was going to play false, Jennifer had raided her press and gotten out a duo of high-heeled shining fatal patent leather the boot to have on, which she had tucked her jeans into, and chose a white short-sleeved blouse to wear out for a top !

The last time that she had worn these boots was for a D/s picture with her former headmaster and devotee Scott Harris.

He had cooked a wonderful dinner party, and they had watched a motion picture together. Then they had ventured down to his rumpus room, and she had stripped off all of her wearing apparel - except for the boots - and donned his collar and bracelets on her wrists and ankles !

Then he had placed her naked on the horse with a ball-gag in her mouth for nearly an hour - the impression of which had been to make her beg him for the whiplash - anything was skillful than sitting on the horse where her intact weight bore down on her naked sex felt like it was being split in two !

"Thank you, maestro !"said Jennifer when her gag was removed.

"You 're receive, slave !"

Scott always preferred to wear a melanise shirt ; black denim ; and highly shined horseshoe while in the game room - while he insisted that Jennifer either wear nothing ; or leather and latex !

"Now then, what shall we do now ?"he asked seriously,"Do you have anything in mind ?"

"Please punish me, Master ?"Jennifer begged.

Walter Scott reached out with his left hand, and began to pilfer at pull at her will nipple !

"Is this what you have in mind ?"Robert Falcon Scott asked.

"Owwwwwww !"Jennifer cried,"Yes, passkey !"

"Perhaps a nice set of nipple clinch - or maybe something a bit strong - like the party whip ?"Scott asked.

"Yes, Master !"Jennifer readily agreed.

Jennifer then switched back to the present, the flashback over !

Had there actually been a sentence when she had actually asked to be whipped ? Jennifer watched as the large snowflake fell, creating a hokey slush on the sidewalk and road.

How had it all gone so wrong ? Jennifer asked herself. She had been in a perfect sexual family relationship with her schoolmaster - who had fulfilled all of her submissive desires - and then Brad Herbert A. Simon came back in her life.

Brad - her college boyfriend, who she had shared a residence hall and a bed - for the net two years of her college educational activity. But then came graduation, and they both got jobs on either coast - she in New York - he in Beaver State. And neither one would switch !

They had separated - and they had both in different management !

Jennifer had been invited to a D/s party by her friend Jacklyn ; watched a demonstration - and had been immediately turned on ! She had sought out being used by headmaster - and sometimes a kept woman - until she had met Master Scott - who had pushed all of her intimate bias to the demarcation !

Jennifer discovered that she enjoyed being spanked ; whipped ; and cropped ! That the gag enhanced her intimate pleasure ; and that she enjoyed wearing latex ; leather ; and PVC. And that she loved wearing heights heels that made her feel ever so feminine !

For three eld, she had enjoyed being his submissive - taking his orders and his penalisation - never knowing what he was going to do next with her !

Then there was that fateful party given by a college friend - and there he was - Brad - her old flaming !

They had begun dating, and Jennifer had to conceal an fearsome secret from him. How could she explicate the whip marks on her figure ?

Then she had begun making exculpation to master Robert Scott - leaving him puzzled as well. What was going on with his deary submissive ?

She began sleeping with Brad - and his doings should take been a send tip-off about the disaster to fare. For after screwing her a distich of time in the missionary posture, he would fall asleep. Or sit and lookout man ESPN for hours.

Meanwhile, Jennifer begged for attention - something that she never had to do with headmaster Scott - who always kept her guessing what his next intimate move would be !

Jennifer had then asked permission to go forth victor Scott, confessing her infidelity. He was hurt more than raging - had used her one terminal time - and then they had broken up !

The she had moved in with Scott, and all of his bad habits - from drinking himself into a daze at least once a hebdomad to playing video games till all minute, not to observe watched ESPN all day when he should receive been working - came to the bow !

Why, he even wanted Jennifer to support him ! That stood in double-dyed line to maestro Scott ; who applauded her work ethic and said that he would never bear in the way of her success !

How could it all end so badly - so she had broken up with Brad, told him to grow up - and then she was all alone - too ashamed to even visit Master Scott and admit that she had made a dread error - and then to discover that he had a new submissive - Audrey !

Jennifer had run the entire successiveness of effect in her head so many times they now seemed like a bad movie ! This was one romantic movie that did not bear a felicitous ending - and she hated all of those women 's motion picture on Cable during holiday time that always had the guy and girl living happily ever after ! Thomas More than once, she had wanted to lunge the remote at the TV.

Instead, she had started to find out her small collection of thralldom DVDs ! She actually envied the women being leaping and whipped, wishing that she were in their place ! Then she had gagged herself, placed clinch on her pap, and used the vibrator between her stage to drive her the culmination that she had so wanted with Brad !

So now here she sat, alone on grace, watching as felicitous families came into get sweets for the vacation - while she sat alone !

At to the lowest degree the supermarkets were unfold, she thought - I 'll get something for the next few sidereal day and watch every sex video she owned !

It was then that she got the stupor of her sprightliness, because she watched as Master Sir Walter Scott pulled up in his maroon Subaru Legacy ! He exited his car, and walked in, brushing the wet snow from his coat.

Jennifer was terrified - should she quest after him ?

"Hi, Dred Scott !"she said.

"hullo, Jennifer,"he answered,"Let me go get some breakfast, then we can talk ! Would you like another cup of burnt umber ?"

"Yes, please ?"she answered.

Jennifer 's eye skipped a beat - could she really resign with him ?

There was a prospicient blood, and finally he ordered, got his solid food and coffee, and sat down with her.

"Milk, no sugar, right ?"he asked.

"Yes, thank you,"she answered as he passed her the coffee.

Jennifer looked him over - the was little modification, since he always kept himself in human body. Thin, handsome, attractive ! Those were the timber that we wanted in a man. And she loved his melanise hair and muscled features - he worked out, but not too a lot !

She let him get settled, and startle eating before she started a conversation.

"How have you been ?"she asked.

"Fine,"he said,"you ?"

"I broke up with Brad,"she admitted,"You were right, it was a total catastrophe. All of the bad wont he had during college were worse."

"Sometimes we look at yesteryear kinship with rose colored Methedrine, meanwhile we 've moved on,"he said as he ate.

"What about that woman you were seeing - Audrey ?"Jennifer asked.

"submission was n't for her, and we parted amicably. She got a skillful job in Texas, and I even helped her move and drove her to the airport."

"You never impeded my work,"said Jennifer.

"It 's nice to scan in novels about kidnap females in Dungeons, but in the real humanity you have to piddle a living,"he chuckled.

"Brad wanted to break working and consume me tolerate him !"said Jennifer.

"What about sex ?"Scott asked.

"He 'd drink a six pack of beer, screw me twice, then diminish asleep !"

"Hardly romantic !"

"After our sexual experiences, I was left let down. So I guess that both of us are alone for the Thanksgiving Day holiday - unless you 've been invited somewhere ?"she hopefully asked.

"Nope,"he said,"I was planning on just cooking for myself and doing some indication. How about you ?"

"I was going to pick up something at the supermarket and watch sex videos - and commemorate the time when I wore your collar ! Master,"she begged,"I 've made a terrible mistake I 'll never make again. Please take me back ?"

This was the present moment of truth ! Scott had finished his meal, and took a hanker swallow of coffee.

"I just said that old relationship do n't exploit, recollect ?"

"But I was truly happy being your submissive,"said Jennifer,"I just did n't actualize it at the metre. When I ran into Brad, I thought of a pattern vanilla family relationship eventually leading to two Thomas Kyd and a minivan. I did n't get laid that he would rick into a lazy drunk !"she concluded.

"The grass is never greener on the other side,"he said.

"No,"Jennifer agreed.

"If I do take you back, you 'll have to be punished for your fault,"he chided her.

"I 'll take on any punishment,"she answered,"I just want to wear your pinch again ! Please !"

"I still have feeling for you. Yes, something can be arranged,"he smiled as he answered.

Jennifer 's mettle skipped another beat ! She was going to be reunited with her Master !

***

"Mmmmmmph !"

Jennifer looked at herself in the cell mirror, happy that she was back in Sir Ernst Boris Chain !

Her long blonde hair was held in piazza by a crunchy, which served to proceed it out of the way of her mouth, which was filled by a red rubber ball-gag ! professional Scott preferred that she wear the more confining ball-gag trainer, which had a two constituent shoulder strap that went over her header and framed her nose and also buckled at the backrest of her read/write head. Plus a Chin strap - so there was no way that she could ever relinquish herself of the testicle in her mouth !

She was naked, and was again confined in a neckband, and slavery bracelets on her wrist joint and ankles. Her wrists were bound behind her back, and her feet were locked into four inch highschool bounder ! Jennifer stared at herself in the mirror, proud of the fact that she had shaved her kitty-cat make clean, just the way that skipper Robert Falcon Scott liked it !

Jennifer opened her legs and saw the observation of her raw sex in the mirror, her flat venter ( all those sessions on the tread-wheel ! ) ; her 32B size bosom ! She cataloged all of her female attributes ! She was 5'6"in high hound - the taller the better !

While not a rightful Dungeon, Master Scott had done a pretty good job with what he had. Unlike the other homes in his vicinity, he was n't right next to his neighbors. He had infinite ; and a large cellar !

He had sectioned off half of the basement for the furnace ; washer & dryer ; and workroom. Behind a locked door, however, was a rumpus room that contained a jail cell complete with a cot hanging from the rampart where a submissive might sit ; a sawhorse ; a small cage ; a wall rack for Bondage equipment ; and various chains hanging from roof to give ear submissives from ! Plus a couple of wooden thrones - and Master Winfield Scott was a develop wood worker ; and had made near of the substance of the playroom itself - except for the steel ginmill of the jail cell !

"Mmmmmmmph !"Jennifer savored the superstar flowing through her naked bounce body. Try as she might, she could not free herself from the thrall that Master Scott had placed her in !

She tried to attract her wrists apart, but the leather and blade were unyielding to the attempt of raw girlflesh ! She was again a helpless captive - and loving every second of it !

maestro Scott entered the Playroom, dressed in in a white shirt ; nigrify jeans ; and well shined men 's horseshoe. There was no genuine risk in leaving Jennifer alone in the prison cell, for she knew that he had cameras all over the place - and her been watching her from his office !

"Enjoying yourself, my dear ?"master copy Scott asked.

"Mmmmmmph !"was all that Jennifer could handle with the ballock in her mouth.

"No moment thoughts ?"

Jennifer shook her head from side to side ! No, this was what she wanted when she was with Brad - the upheaval of being in bondage ; all the sex toys ; and being punished ! Which she now knew was about to come - now that she had been"softened up"while being placed back in thrall !

"Time for your discipline, darling. You were a naughty girlfriend for leaving me for your college swain - how could you possibly want a drunken deadbeat over a passkey that has everything together in animation ?"

"Mmmmmmmph !"

"I see you 've rediscovered the pleasures of the ball-gag flight simulator. It 's perfect for keeping foolish submissives hushed, do n't you fit in ?"

"Mmmmmmmmph !"

professional Robert Falcon Scott walked over the paries wheel, looked it over, and removed a leather paddle that Jennifer knew all too well !

"Just the thing to penalize a spicy submissive, do n't you agree, Jennifer ?"

"Mmmmmmmmph !"

overlord Scott walked over the jail cellular telephone and opened the room access, the steel flexible joint squeaky by designing - he did n't desire to ruin the effect by oiling them ! He then walked inside, and sat down on the cot, placing the boat paddle within easy range !

"Come here,"her logical Jennifer.

Jennifer quickly complied, and stood directly in presence of him, averting her eyes from his regard. Master Winfield Scott placed the fingers of his right hand under her chin, and raised her face so she could reckon at him directly !

"Of all the women I 've ever had in the rumpus room, you were always the most bore for punishment - the one who enjoyed being helpless in thralldom - so I could never understand why you left. Now that you 're back, I fully intend to punish you so that you 'll never want to leave again !"

"Mmmmmmmph !"

His right hand then moved from her Kuki-Chin down her trim twat !

"Did you shave your pussy today because I asked you to make out over, or have you been doing it all along ?"Master Scott asked,"Because it really does n't weigh either way. I never wanted to put ownership closed chain in your labia before, but now that you 're back, that may convert !"

"Mmmmmmmph !"

Jennifer had always fantasized that Master Scott would place some frame of ownership on her consistency - and now he was talking about doing so ! The question was, just how much discipline would it get before she was worthy of the pureness ?

"I suppose you are thinking right now that I 'm going to use the scourger or the whiplash on you as we get reacquainted. But I have something else in psyche, a lot more personal than that - we 'll begin with a honorable spanking, since you 've been a bad girl indeed !"

"Mmmmmmph !"

"Kneel !"

Jennifer got to her human knee a bit unsteadily, since it had been a long metre since she had been wearing in high spirits cad in thralldom !

"That 's good !"Master Walter Scott complimented her, with a devilish smile on his face - one that Jennifer knew all too well !

Master Scott loosened the leather straps holding the ball-gag trainer in place, and finally Jennifer was costless of the ball in her lip !

"Thank you, Master !"

"You 're welcome, my dearest. There will be many former opportunities to punish you gagged, since I know you enjoy the experience - but for now, you 'll have the power of speech !"

"Yes, victor !"

Jennifer enjoyed being gagged and punished since it removed her ability to protest her impending punishment. It removed any choices that she might have in her fate !

"On my knees !"captain Scott commanded.

Jennifer, again her equilibrium affected by having her wrist joint locked together behind her back, got unsteadily to her feet, and bent down and draped herself on Master Scott 's lap ! The fir time she had tried this, she had just flopped down uncontrollably - significance that she needed training in wearing big fille 's shoes !

Which was why after that, passkey Scott would mesh her infantry into four inch high blackguard, in a duet of shoes with small-scale padlocks ! Then he had given her a yoke, which she wore around the house, and sometimes even outside ! char would sometimes come up to her and ask where she had got them, and they would press out curiosity when she said that her beau had bought them for her !

"I see that you have n't totally lost all of the lessons in control that I taught you, so your return to being my submissive should be quite gratifying indeed !"

"Yes, sea captain !"Jennifer agreed.

"Now thank me for your spanking !"

"Thank you, passkey !"replied Jennifer.

Smack ! nose drops ! Smack !

"Thank you, Master !"said Jennifer as master key Scott 's correctly hand began to spank her rear !

Smack ! Smack ! savor !

sapidity ! sapidity ! Smack !

"Owwwwwww !"cried Jennifer.

"secrecy, strumpet !"

"Yes, Master !"

Smack ! Smack ! Smack !

Jennifer was unprepared for the physical act of once again being a submissive. It had been over two years since she had last die hard physical discipline, and while memories may make the mettle grow fonder, it certainly made her skin a lot Sir Thomas More stamp ! She remembered that she could get hold of the lash and flogger without attempt - and now she was hurting from a simple spanking ?

relish ! skag ! big H !

She guessed that Master Robert Scott was holding back his full strength so that he would n't scare her off - and to reacquaint her with discipline once again !

Smack ! Smack ! Smack !

Jennifer was startled when he suddenly ceased spanking her rear - and almost missed her waiting line !

"Thank you, Master for spanking me !"Jennifer sputtered out the tidings, unfamiliar after all this time !

"You 're welcome, my dear. Your bottom is a adorable shade of red !"

"Thank you, Master !"

"And now the paddle !"

captain Scott offered her the Negroid leather boat paddle, which she kissed eagerly. She had kissed the twist many metre before, and she knew what to expect from it 's might on nude girlflesh !

"open air your legs !"

"Yes, schoolmaster !"

Walter Scott 's finger's breadth probed between her opened ramification into her wet pussycat, and he thrust them inside and them removed them, and then inside again !

"Wet already !"Dred Scott observed.

"Yes, Master !"

"clean my fingers of your female secretions !"Robert Falcon Scott placed his finger into her mouth, and she tasted herself and sucked away her succus. All of the old response were quickly coming back !

How she had wished that Brad had spanked her, or forced his prick in her mouth, or just taken her doggy panache from behind ! Instead he seemed to line up the very act of sex almost distasteful !

"Ready yourself !"he cautioned.

Crack !

The first stroke of the boat paddle on Jennifer 's already sore bum seemed to echo through the playroom, there being no other sounds !

wisecrack ! cleft ! Crack !

"Owwwwww !"Jennifer cried.

Jennifer realized that her submission came at a Price of a sore bottom of the inning !

Crack ! Crack ! chap !

It was a beneficial matter that Jennifer was off from workplace for the Thanksgiving Day weekend, since her bottom was going to cue of this dark for a long metre to fare !

Crack ! Crack ! Crack !

"Owwwwww !"

"secrecy, slut !"

"Yes, Master,"Jennifer tearfully replied.

cranny ! Crack ! Crack !

Even through the material of his jeans, Jennifer could feel as Scott 's peter became rock hard ! She knew that he was becoming sexually aroused with his punishment, and would soon seek release for his awakened passions !

Then her punishment stopped !

"Thank you, Master, for punishing my hindquarters !"Jennifer cried.

"You 're welcome, buckle down, now you must satisfy your Master !"

Jennifer abruptly felt her wrists freed as the cinch lock holding her wrist watchband was suddenly freed ! She then slid off his lap, and onto her knee on the floor, as he opened his black jeans to reveal his erect shaft !

Jennifer opened her sassing, and took his hammer into her mouth greedily. She had wanted to give Brad a blow-job ; and he seemed repelled by the very estimation ! It was a submissive 's job to train the seed of her captain into her mouth, and she enjoyed the office !

"Mmmmmmm !"Jennifer moaned with pleasure.

She sucked and slurped, enjoying the salty sea tangle of pre-come in her sass ! Scott pumped his rod into her sassing, withdrew it, then thrust forward again ! Jennifer enjoyed taking his tool in her mouth !

"Mmmmmmm !"

Suddenly, she felt his rigid hammer pulsate in her mouth, and jets of hot come erupted into her pharynx, and she struggled to take back his freight as he came inside her !

"Glug !"Jennifer moaned as she struggled to keep up with the natural spring of come inside her.

In spite of her best efforts, get along dribbled out of her oral fissure, and down her chin ! Jennifer enjoyed the salty flavour of his male discharge, which she had not experienced since they had split up !

Finally, his rooster became indulgent in her mouth, and she was able to swallow all of his come, catching up with the natural spring that she had been ineffectual to contain !

"Aaaaaaaaah !"Robert Falcon Scott moaned with pleasure.

"Glug !"

Coming out of his orgiastic stupor, Dred Scott looked down at Jennifer, who was still between his legs. She looked up at him, wondering what his reaction would be !

"Excellent !"George C. Scott complimented her,"Excellent !"

Jennifer was pleased that she had both taken his bailiwick and his cock as well !

***

Upstairs later in the bedroom, Jennifer and Scott were kissing and engaged in stimulation under the covers. She had enjoyed being placed in bondage and spanked, both with his script and the leather paddle, even though she would be reminded of this every meter she sat down for the next week ! Still, it had been worth it, since excitement is what she had been missing with her ill-omened relationship with Brad !

Once, when Master Sir Walter Scott had taken her to a weekend assemblage of other D/s couple, another submissive had warned her that she was now"ruined"and would only desire thraldom sex - that D/s folk music were"wired"differently than"vanilla"people. At the time she had dismissed what the fille had tried to severalize her, but now she realized that it was indeed true !

Jennifer could not conceal her exhilaration when she had been placed in bondage again, and the promise of punishment had inflamed her sexually !

If only she had realized this earlier, it would have saved a lot of personal grief !

After her carrying out downstairs, they had both cleaned up and had adjourned to a more wild-eyed place to own sex - the sleeping room that she knew so well !

George C. Scott 's house was a clean instance of bachelor living - since he installed computer equipment for a living, he knew how to keep an orderly topographic point !

He kissed her passionately, while his left paw was between her legs, exploring her shave pussy ! He kneaded her sex, inflaming her to ever greater layer of mania !

"Mmmmmmm !"Jennifer moaned with pleasure.

"You 're welcome !"

Jennifer could experience his erect pecker at the incoming to her sex ! What she wanted him to do was to ram his tool into her, making her scream with delight !

"Up on your knees, slut. Doggy flair !

Winfield Scott quickly threw off the book binding, and Jennifer got up on the bed on her hands and knees ! From behind, Scott grabbed onto her rose hip, and she opened her legs ever so slightly - and then George C. Scott penetrated her from behind !

"Mmmmmmm !"Jennifer moaned with pleasure once again.

"That 's good, slave !"said George C. Scott as he drilled into her wet slit !

Scott would thrust inside her, withdraw, then thrust inside her again, setting a rhythm method of birth control that made her squeal with pleasure ! She had not felt this good having sex in yr as all of the old familiar whiz came back to her !

"Mmmmmmm !"

"secretiveness, slave, or you 'll wear a ball-gag to bed - but you 'd probably love that, would n't you ?"

"Yes, sea captain !"

Every time that he thrust inside of her her free breasts bounced in response ! She easily remembered the net clip he had taken her from posterior, for her had placed clamp on her nipples so the experience was one both of pain and pleasure !

"bondage loose woman !"

Jennifer was afraid that Master Scott might suddenly let a change of heart and decide to withdraw his cock from her snatch and instead use her rear hole - something that he had done in the past ! She desperately wanted to be used as a woman, to feel the joy of sexual climaxes rippling through her naked soundbox - not just her tail !

But Master Robert Falcon Scott showed no such inclination as he continued to have sex her from behind, if anything his cock had grown stronger and the thrusts deeper !

"AaaaaaaaaH !"Master Scott cried out as he finally came inside her sex, and Jennifer came as well !

Jennifer 's heart pounded in her breast, and swither ran down her armpits and breasts as she climaxed time and again, and they both seemed to groan in unison ! Now this was what sex was supposed to be, she thought !

Her girlfriends would have been horrified to see the Gospel According to Mark on her ass and her collar and wrist wristband, but they would n't understand what her sex was all about !

They collapsed together on the bed, with Walter Scott laying on to of her, their mystifying breaths the solitary sounds in the bedroom !

"That was very skilful !"complimented Master Scott.

"Thank you, primary !"

"You really enjoyed that, did n't you ?"he asked.

"Yes, original. I have n't had any penalisation or that beneficial sex - for years - ever since we split up ! I 'm truly sorry, skipper !"

"That 's all right wing, Jennifer. As luck would have got it, we were both unfreeze - allowing us to pick up where we left off !"Master Robert Scott answered.

He rolled off her, and lay with his binding on the bed. She immediately then got between his legs, and began to suck as his shaft again, tasting his come and her succus once again !

"MmmmmmmpH !"Jennifer moaned with pleasure.

"Thank you, slave !"said maestro Scott.

Jennifer continued attending to his flaccid organ, trying to bring it back to hardness ! She wanted to own it inside her snatch again, but if he took her prat, she would n't deliver minded that either ! She had eagerly stepped back into her persona as slave - and wanted him to use her any way he saw fit !

"Mmmmmmmph !"Jennifer moaned once again, contentedness !

After a great deal tending, Scott 's cock once again stirred to life ! Jennifer had made it gruelling again, something that she had done in the past - and could do again !

It was hard in her mouth, and she wondered what golf hole of hers Master Scott would decide to use ! This erection would not final stage long, and it would result him tire, but it was a testament to her cock suction skills that she had made him hard again !

"Lay down on the bed and open your legs !"Scott ordered.

Jennifer did as she was ordered, and just as lay her head down on the pillow, his stopcock again entered her slit ! She enfolded him with her arms and wooden leg, drawing him ever deep inside her, scratching his raw back with her nails !

"Aaaaaaaah !"he moaned as he impaled her with his hammer !

Jennifer moaned in unison, and they rocked together as he fucked her once again !

THE END of"Thanksgiving in bondage"Part 1