The beginning of a sex slave
I said, “I want to be your sex slave.” As he breathed heavily lying on top of me, his big thick cock still inside me. He had already cum, I was a little luckier, I had cum three times. I had been thinking about it for a while, all I could think about was his big cock anyway, might as well make it official that he was the only cock I was allowed to have-unless he told me to go get another cock, that is.
“I want you to be in charge of this tight pussy. You can tell me exactly what to do, when to do it, and how to do it”
He smiled. “But I already do decide that.” His big cock began to harden as he moved deep inside me. I moaned as heat flooded my pussy. He thrust into me hard. The pleasure began to guild and I yelled out as I came hard. My arms pinned above my head, I couldn’t do anything but enjoy it as he fucked me.
Once he came again, he said “I’d like to do that any time I want. I’m also going to need that in writing.”
“Of course.,” I said, grinning like an idiot. “Where do I sign?”
“Not so fast, I am going to need a few more things in this contract.” We worked hard to figure out exactly what he wanted. A little bit of Kink, some spanking, even the occasional pegging was added. He was very thorough. I was so turned on.
He fucked me doggy-style as I signed my tight pussy over to him.
And that was how it started. Now I’m obligated to have sex at least 6 times a week it’s usually more, though!