College Friends

Building the Foundation

 

The pounding on the door started at eight thirty in the morning.  I was still dead tired.  I had been up until the early morning hours working on getting everything prepared for Jamie’s answer.  Knowing that Jamie was standing outside of my house, wearing only her sexiest lingerie, I rolled over and thought about last night.

When she had left, I was pretty sure she was going to except, so I went to our local sex shop.  I did not go to a commercial shop, which line the side of every major highway in America.  Over the years of being at college, I had learned about certain places that most people didn’t want to know exist.  One of these places is called The Collar.

The Collar had everything a dominate would want.  The shop had videos, lingerie, but most importantly the shop specialized in restraints.  They had standard restraints which someone could pick off of the shelf and use that night, or you could customize restraints for your specific needs.

I had been in the shop a couple of times, getting reading material on the best way to tie and bind a submissive.  I also found some material on how to challenge a true submissive, in safe, fun ways. 

During my trips to the shop I had talked to the girl working behind the counter and started to build a little friendship.  Myra was working behind the counter when I rushed into the store minutes after Jamie had left my apartment.

Myra had short spiky jet black hair that contrasted her pale white skin.  Myra was going for the gothic look, and was pulling it off very well.  Despite looking like she was a corpse, Myra still was very attractive and she liked to show off her body, and her large tits for the customers who walked through the door.  This night Myra was wearing a short, tight, leather mini-skit that barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks.  For a top, Myra wore a tight fitting, semi see through shirt with no bra.  I got a clear view of her pierced nipples as I entered the door.

“Hey there stud muffin,” Myra said as I entered the store.  “Isn’t it a little late for some reading material?”

“Myra I’ve found a Sub, and I need to get some material to start her out.”  For the next two hours Myra led me around the store showing me handcuffs, and chains, lingerie, blindfolds, ball gags, whips, and other toys.  By the end of the night I had spent nearly three thousand dollars just getting ready for the next day.  But, since my father was filthy rich, the three thousand dollars was a drop in the bucket for me.

When I finished putting everything in my truck, I walked back into the shop to thank Myra.  When I got to the counter there sat a disposalable camera.

“We print pictures for the dominate in the relationship.  If you would like to take some pictures of your sub, please just return the camera here and we will develop the pictures ourselves.”

I thank Myra and rushed home to get to work.  Since I no longer had a roommate, I decided to turn the spare bedroom into our play room.  I filled the room with all of the equipment I had purchased at The Collar. 

I was still thinking about the items in the playroom when the knocking on my front door became more desperate.   I finally decided to get out of bed and head for the front door.  I took my time getting to the door, and then unlocking it to open for Jamie.

As soon as the front door opened, Jamie tried to rush into my house, but I put my hand up stopping her.  Jamie looked great standing on my front stoop wearing a satin nighty.  Jamie looked good, but it wasn’t what I had in mind when I thought of lingerie.  The lingerie framed Jamie’s large tits beautifully, and then fell loosely down to just below her ass.  Nothing was visible through the purple colored satin.  Along with the piece of lingerie Jamie wore a pair of flip flops.  I had no idea if Jamie was wearing any panties, since the piece of clothing was covering the area of her body.

I was disappointed.  I had hoped for something a little raceier, but made the items I had purchased the night before look that much better.  The one thing I really hoped to see Jamie wearing was a pair of stockings, but to my great disappointment her toned, firm legs were completely uncovered.  The one good thing about the outfit Jamie wore was the thin fabric could not conceal Jamie’s nipples as they became hard in the chill of the morning.

“May I come in?” Jamie asked as I scrutinized her.

“I don’t know.  Is this your sexiest piece of lingerie?”

Jamie became very serious and said.  “Yes Master it is.”  She had just confirmed that she would be my sub.

“Yes you may come in, but as soon as you are in the door you must get onto all fours and crawl to the couch.”  I moved out of the way and let Jamie enter.  Once she was inside the house, she immediately dropped to her hands and knees and started to crawl to the couch.

I walked behind Jamie, watching her ass, and the thong that she sported as she move towards the couch.  Once Jamie reached the couch, she climbed up and sat on the couch.  I excused myself and headed to the playroom.

When I returned from the playroom, Jamie was still sitting on the couch with her hands in her lap, staring straight ahead.  I moved and sat down next to her.  As I sat down, I noted that her nipples were still visible through her negligee.

“Jamie, are you horny?” I asked.  Jamie did not say anything, only nodded her head.  “Good that is how I like you.  But first we have to set some rules.  If you have any issues with any of them then we will not be able to move on with this relationship.  Do you understand?”

“Yes I do,” Jamie said as she looked into my eyes.

“I will tell you all of the rules, and when I’m done we can discuss any issues you may have.  The first rule is that you call me Master or Sir, whenever we are in the role of Mater and Sub.  Two, you must crawl, unless otherwise told when you are inside this house.  Three you must wear stockings and high heels whenever you are in this house.  Four, you will do as you are told without hesitation.  Five, you have no opinion on what you do or how you do it while you are inside this house.  I have given you two words you can use if you do not want to participate in activities I suggest.”  I handed Jamie two pieces of paper, which she took read, then folded up.

“Now Jamie I want you to tell me anything you do not want to try, or do.  I will respect you wishes and not do anything that you wish not to do.”  Jamie took a moment before she spoke.

“I only wish to not be permanently harmed.  I will try anything at least once and will to learn to enjoy everything.”

“Okay, now when you are in this house, I want you to wear this,” I held up a leather collar.  The collar was made of leather and was an inch wide.  There were four D rings located on the collar, with a large S on the front of the collar.  Without hesitation Jamie grabbed the collar and put it on.

“Good, I have another surprise for you.  Why don’t you head for Steve’s old room?”  Jamie stood and started to walk towards the room.  “I thought I told you when you are in my house you are to crawl.”

“Sorry, I forgot.”  Jamie dropped onto her hands and knees and started to crawl towards the bedroom.  As she crawled on the floor in front of me, her lingerie started to ride up onto her ass, giving me a great view.

As I followed her towards the room I thought I would have to teach her a lesson about being a submissive.  She had started to walk towards the room, and when I corrected her she did not call me Master.  I would have to teach her a lesson.

Jamie stopped at the door and waited for me to open it for her.  I opened the door and followed her in.  Jamie crawled in to admire my handy work from the previous night.  Jamie stared in surprise and shock as she saw the three mirrors which covered all the walls except for one.  On the one un-mirrored wall hung an assortment of bondage items, there were handcuffs, blindfolds, ball gags, yards of white rope, whips and floggers.  Sitting on the floor underneath the hanging items was a table which had various vibrators of different shapes, sizes, and colors.

Above the mirrors on the walls was a two inch area of drywall which I had screwed in hooks around the room.  I also screw many hooks into the ceiling which Jamie would become very accustom too.  Sitting in each of the corners of the room where four video cameras on tripods, and I had installed four still image cameras to catch the action in the room.  I purposely left the room a cool sixty degrees.

“Jamie, stand up and turn around,” I said as I closed the door behind us.  As Jamie turned I could see the cooler temperature had caused her already aroused nipples to harden more.  “Jamie strip down, and place your hands behind your back.”

As Jamie stripped I walked over and grabbed length of rope and flipped a switch which turned on all of the cameras.  When I returned to Jamie’s side, she was standing perfectly straight with her hands behind her back.  She was watching herself in one of the huge mirrors.  She was breathing deeply and slowly, making her chest rise and fall dramatically.

I took a piece of rope and quickly bound her wrist, palms together.  “How does that feel?”

“It feels good,” Jamie replied.  Once again she didn’t say Master.

Knowing she was doing fine, I wrapped the rope around her upper arms, pulling them together so that her shoulders were almost touching.  This motion caused her huge tits to be pushed forward.  I then took another length of rope and wrapped it around her waist, up between her legs, then brought the rope up over her shoulders.  With the remaining rope I wrapped  it around the base of each of her large tits.  Making sure to pull the crotch rope and the tits rope extremely tight.  Jamie moaned each time I tugged on the rope.  Almost immediately Jamie’s tits started to turn a bright red color from the restriction of blood flow to her globes.  Amazingly her dark nipples turned to a black color.

“Now Jamie I am going to teach you a lesson.  Three times just today you did not address me as Master.  This is unacceptable and you must be taught a lesson.”

I grabbed Jamie’s arm and led her to a nearby mirrored wall.  I grabbed another piece of rope, led it through one of the eye hooks in the upper part of the wall and attached it to the rope on Jamie’s wrists.  I pulled the rope so Jamie would have to bend over and reveal her pussy and ass to me.  Jamie’s swollen; red tits hung beautifully under her as I walked over to the table and grabbed a couple of items.

“Jamie do you know what this is,” I asked when I returned.  Jamie looked up and studied the item for a moment.

“Yes Master, it is a dildo, but a rather small one.  I don’t think I would feel it if it were inside me.”  I chuckled to myself, and then walked behind Jamie.  I made sure that Jamie could not see what I was doing. 

Jamie jumped when the first glob of lube hit her squarely on the asshole.  I quickly covered the dildo with lube and brought it to Jamie’s backdoor.  Before I moved another inch, I asked, “Jamie, have you ever had anything in your ass before?”

“No, oh no I’m not sure I’m ready…”  Jamie didn’t get to finish the rest of her story; I roughly shoved the small buttplug into her virgin asshole.  Jamie started to hop, and walk around as much as she could in her current position. 

“That is your first punishment, and your first step in your training.  I will expect you to be able to take anything in your ass in a couple of weeks.”  I left Jamie and returned to the table and grabbed a thin whip with a fat flat piece of leather on the end.  When I returned to Jamie she was stilling squirming.  I brought the whip down hard on her ass.

“Stop moving now,” I commanded.  Jamie stopped, but still moved a little.  I decided to let her move a little, since this was her first time.  “Jamie turn so you are facing me.”  Jamie turned so I was looking at the top of her head.  Jamie’s hair was in the way of my view, so I took her hair and pulled it back so I could tie it to the same rope that her wrist were tied to.  This caused her to lift her head, and push her tits out in front of her body.

Jamie’s tits were turning a bright read from the restriction, and gravity, and I knew they were going to be very sensitive.  “Jamie how many times did you forget to call me Master?” I asked.

“Three times Master.  I’m very sorry.”

“So I think the only thing that would solve that problem would be three whacks of the riding crop on your tits.”  I decided this would be a good time for Jamie to try out another of my purchases.  I walked over to the table and grabbed a medium sized ball gag, and roughly stuffed it into her mouth when I returned.  I pulled the straps tight behind her head, which caused her mouth and eyes to open wider than normal.

“How does that feel?” I asked.  All Jamie could do was give an unintelligible response.  I picked up the riding crop and took another second to study Jamie’s beautiful body, and then brought the riding crop down on the outside of Jamie’s left tit.

Jamie screamed into the gag as the shock of the blow was intensified by the ropes at the base of her tits and the restricted blood flow.  Jamie moved in a circle away from me, so I grabbed the rope holding her hands behind her back and moved her back towards me. 

Jamie stopped in front of me, looked at me through watery eyes and waited for the next blow.  “That’s one, we only have five left,” I said.  Almost as soon as the words left my mouth I brought the crop down on the outside of her right tit.  Once again Jamie tried to move away from me, but I stopper her and brought her back to her correct position.

“That’s two.”  Once again I brought the crop down on the inside of her right tit once again, just missing her large areola, causing Jamie to scream into the gag louder than she had on her previous two hits.  Only this time Jamie did not move, she only lifted one of her legs off the ground as she overcame the pain of the blow.

“We’re halfway home.  Slave you are doing wonderful.”  I brought the crop down on the inside of her left boob.  This time I used a little more force than the previous blows and Jamie screamed a little louder into her gag.  Tears were running freely down her face now, and her body was covered with a layer of sweat

“Jamie we only have two strokes left.  Is there a word you would like to use as this time?” I asked.  With her mouth filled with the gag Jamie only shook her head and pushed her tits forward.  I took the opportunity and brought the crop down squarely on her left nipple.  Jamie screamed for a full minute into her gag and hopped around as much as she could.

“Alright Jamie, we are down to the last one,” I said when she had calmed down.  Her face had turned a reddish color, and drool was starting to hang off of her chin.  I gave Jamie a few more seconds to recover then brought the crop down hard on her right nipple.  Once again Jamie screamed, and squirmed for a full minute before the pain subsided and she calmed down.

Much to my surprise Jamie turned to me and presented her tits to me one again.  This time I didn’t hit with them with the riding crop, I just took in the sight of the rock hard nipples.  I walked around behind Jamie to see she had juices running down the inside of her thighs.  It seemed that Jamie liked a little pain.

I walked around in front of Jamie and removed the ball gag.  I gave her a minute to work her jaw.  “Now, will you ever forget to call me Master again?”

“No Master I will not.”

“Did you enjoy the spanking of you tits?”

“Yes Master, the pain was intense but somehow enjoyable.”

“Good, now I have not made you do anything yet, and my dick has been hard for over a day now and I need some relief.  I’m going to test how good of a cock sucker you are.  And depending how well you do will depend on how severe your next punishment will be.”

I stepped back and pulled my shirt off, then pulled down my basketball shorts I had been wearing to reveal my rock hard cock.  Jamie’s eyes bulged when she saw the size of my cock.

I guess I should mention that I have be blessed with a large cock that measured 9 1/2 inches long (Michelle measured it one night to see how big it was),  7 ¼ inches around (another Michelle measurement).  I had heard that Michelle had told the entire cheerleading team about my cock, but apparently Jamie had not heard the story.  Another of my gifts was the ability to last a long time, and when I came, I shot a large thick load (Michelle didn’t like that).

“Did you not hear Michelle talking about my cock?” I asked.

“No, I did hear about it, but seeing it and hearing about are two different things.  Master,” Jamie threw in at the last instant.  I picked up the riding crop and came near Jamie’s face with my cock.

“I want you to suck my cock, and if your teeth touch it I’m going to smack your ass with this crop.  I depends entirely on you how many times you have to feel the crop.”  Without another word I shoved my cock into Jamie’s mouth.

Jamie grunted as she spread her mouth wide to accept my cock.  I started to pull out of her mouth, and then thrust my cock back down her throat.  Much to my surprise, Jamie did a very good job of keeping her teeth off my cock, and her ability to deepthroat my cock.  Jamie also gave me a surprise when I shoved my cock deep into her mouth and she stuck her tongue out of her mouth and gave my balls a lick.

Jamie did very well for a while, but her jaw started to weaken and I could feel her teeth occasionally touch my cock.  As impressed as I was with her ability I couldn’t let this type of action occur.  I brought the crop down hard on her ass each time I felt her teeth, which enlisted a grunt from Jamie.

I decided that Jamie had done well enough.  I let her suck for a few more minutes then pulled out and started to jerk my cock in her face.  Seconds later I shot my first stream of white cum right between her eyes.  During my orgasm, I moved my cock around her face, entirely covering her face with my cum.

With each blast of cum, Jamie flinched and tried to turn away.  But I grabbed her under her chin and held her face directly in front of my cock.

“Is that the first time someone shot their load on you face?” I asked when I was done.

“Yes Master.  I have never let anyone do that before.”

“Well I hope you enjoyed it, or can get used to it.  I’m going to shoot my load on your face anytime I want.  Do you understand?”

“Master I will gladly take your load on my face anytime you desire,” Jamie replied.  Jamie was looking me in the eye as a glob of cum dripped off of her nose.

As my cock softened, I moved around and untied Jamie from the wall, which allowed her to stand up straight.  Before I untied anything else I walked over to the table by the wall and grabbed a tiny padlock.  I walked back over to Jamie and placed the padlock on her collar, so she would not be able to remove the collar without the key.  I then started to work on her wrists and shoulders, untying both.

“Jamie, I’m going to unwrap your tits now.  I must warn you they are going to hurt just like your arm does when it falls asleep.  Are you ready?”

“Yes Master.  Whenever you are ready.”

I slowly started to unravel the rope at the base of her tits.  As the layers of rope started to come off, Jamie started to suck in air, and squire around until I had all the rope off.  Trying to get feeling back into her tits, Jamie reached up and started to massage them.  I let this go for a little while, then I told her to stop.  As Jamie dropped her hands to her side, I pushed her over and grabbed the butt plug and slowly pulled it out of its tight home.

“Jamie I want you to go into the bathroom and freshen up.  Then meet in the living room.”  A few minutes later Jamie came and sat down next to me on the couch.  “Jamie I know you don’t have class until one this afternoon.  So I have made plans for you to help your recovery from this morning.  I want you to go to this address and ask for Myra,” I handed her a piece of paper with the address written on it.  “Tell Myra you are Slave Jamie and she will take care of you.  Do you understand?”

“Yes Master, but may I wear clothes there?”

“Yes, go into my room and grab t-shirt and shorts and then get going,” I said.  A few minutes later Jamie was out the door and on her way to Myra.

 

To be continued.