Total Surrender Part II

A stretched limo arrived at my dorm just for me. The driver blind folded me for my ride to The Hampton, to keep its location a secret.

I was dressed in a plain summer dress. After all, what does a girl wear to her interview at a slave house?

The ride seemed to last for over two hours. The driver led me by the hand through what sounded like a very large garden. When he removed the blindfold I was standing in a large formal sitting room.

My curious eyes peered out the covered French doors searching for some glimpse of what The Hampton looked like. If it was anything like this room it would be decorated like a formal Southern estate.

Just then the door opened and a man in a casual business suit entered. He looked to be in his late 40s, early 50s, with dark gray hair.

He extended his hand to shake saying, “My name’s Christopher, pleased to meet you.”

I shook his hand. “Stephanie. Pleased to meet you as well.”

“Please, have a seat.” he said, pointing to a cushioned chair. “So? You want to be a sex slave? Let me guess, you had a boyfriend who got you into S&M?”

“No master. I’ve read many novels and have always been curious. Now I want to make my fantasies into realities.” I answered trying to smile and act flirtatious.

“Well The Hampton is perfect for beginners like you. You’re correct to call me ‘master.’ But it’s ‘Master Christopher.’ And never ever use the words ‘yes’ or ‘no’ or anything like them. The correct term for a negative is, ‘Only if it pleases you Master Christopher?’ And for a positive, ‘Because it pleases you Master Christopher.’ Understand?”

“Because it pleases you Master Christopher.” I answered giggling.

“Good. You’re a fast learner. Using the words, ‘yes’, ‘no’, or ‘OK’ are severely punished in this house young lady. And don’t expect any kinky humiliating punishment. Punishment here means just that, loneliness. Disobedient slaves aren’t allowed to be touched, even by themselves.”

“I will be a very pleasing slave Master Christopher.” I assured him.

“Good. But you’ll still need to be trained like anyone else. I’ve seen your personal portfolio. Very impressive.” He stood up and ordered me to disrobe.

I slipped off my summer dress and bra, and let my panties hit the floor. Standing there completely naked before him I felt weak in the knees.

He on the other hand seemed perfectly at ease. Not excited or aroused in any way. Was it because my body displeased him? Or was it simply that he’d been with thousands of slaves and was perfectly at ease with fondling the body of a teenage girl.

I spread my legs apart to help his curious hands inspect every inch of my young body. I knew this moment would happen. But still I was frightened.

“Very very lovely child. Your body and skin are extraordinary. And I didn’t believe that your double D breasts were real until I felt them for myself. And whatever you do, don’t dare cut that beautiful long golden hair of yours.”

His complements made me blush all over. “You’re very kind Master Christopher.”

As I opened my mouth to speak, he slipped his tongue into my mouth with uncanny skill and wrapped his hands around my back.

It was the most passionate kiss of my life. I had no idea humans were capable of moving their tongues in such ways. It was like our mouths had become one.

We embraced for several minutes until he finally let me catch my breath.

“And now for my favorite part of the interview.” He placed a pillow on the floor for my knees and freed his swollen manhood from his trousers.

Master Christopher wasn’t particularly large. About average. Which was a good thing since my lack of oral experience made me question if I could fit him all in without choking.

My eager mouth licked the flanks of his finely veined organ before taking him in and working my mouth muscles to their fullest.

When he came I swallowed while continuing to suck in case any remained. Afterward I wiped my lips and licked my fingers. “Thank you Master Christopher.” I was hinting for a complement to my performance. For Master Christopher certainly must have received thousands of blowjobs from thousands of girls in his experience.

“Your performance was acceptable but it will need further training.” he said, quickly adding encouragingly, “Oh don’t worry child. The mistresses here have very thorough courses on oral sex. They’ll train you to suck a golf ball through a garden hose in no time.”

I was blindfolded driven back to my dorm.

One week later received an acceptance letter in the mail!

…Stay tuned for part III coming quickly.