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My husband Greg and I had been married for many years before our relationship became what it is today. We always had an active sex life, feeling quite comfortable with each other experimenting sexually came naturally. It was not until we hit a bit of a slump in our love life that we started to try and really mix things up. I had always felt more comfortable with him in charge, when he came up with ideas of things to do I always enjoyed them more than if I had thought of them.

Greg always liked to give my ass a playful smack as I would walk by. I never complained like most woman would have, in fact I kinda liked it. When he suggested one night that he would like to tie me up and fuck me I was surprised yet at the same time I started to get very aroused. That night he took the ties from our housecoats and some soft lengths of cloth and tied me spread eagle on the bed. Greg then told me I was his property for the night and he would do with me as he pleased. I was to call him Master till he was finished and promised me I would love every minute of it. That night didn't amount to much more than him eating me till I was ready to scream then he moved up to my mouth and I was instructed to suck his cock.

I regularly gave Greg blow jobs but now this was for my Master and it seemed so different. Once he was finished fucking my mouth he moved down and fucked my pussy, not rough but being tied up it was a whole new experience.

After that he did not pursue this type of sexual activity, I guess he did not want to push anything on me that he did not think I enjoyed. But how wrong he was. Not only did I enjoy that night; I could not get the feelings I experienced out of my mind. We had regular sex a few more times after that until one night I could just not reach an orgasm. Greg was getting a little frustrated and was not going to stop until I was satisfied. I could not believe the words that came out of my mouth at that moment but have never regretted telling my Master that "He should stop being so nice and tie his little slave up and treat her like the slut she was!"

Master promptly pulled out of my pussy and turned me over to put me on all fours. He searched through the closet until he found his thin leather belt. He then informed me that a slut slave should be properly whipped before she was fucked. After giving me 6 strong lashes on my behind he mounted me from behind and pushed his cock into my pussy. Master then reached around and grabbed my breasts and started to pull them and squeeze them hard as he pounded up against my freshly whipped ass. He called me his little slut and told me that I was going to be his sex slave from now on. The way he was treating me and the warm and painful feeling from my behind and breasts pushed me over into a fantastic orgasm.

Since that night our Master slave relationship has blossomed and grown. I am now his complete submissive. We no longer have "sex." My only purpose is to satisfy his sexual desires and if my Master deems it appropriate he will let me reach an orgasm as well. We have documented our arrangement on paper with me signing a slavery agreement giving all rights to my body to him to do so as he pleases and my total commitment to serve and satisfy him in any way he desires. We have a long set of rules that I must follow. My Master has none, I feel totally secure that he would never act in malice toward me because we always had a loving relationship and he always had my interests at heart.

The first and foremost rule is that I am NEVER to wear undergarments and my pussy is to be shaved at all times. This was to ensure his easy access to my flesh. On some occasions he will let me wear slacks but mostly my attire consists of short skirts and blouses. We behave like we always did during day to day activities, but he is always the Master and I know when to act as his slave. In the beginning I slipped up a few times and that night I would be corrected and I have learned that my position is as a sex slave. One time we were shopping and Greg was getting bored and suggested we go home. I was just getting started and protested. I guess I was a little to snippy and he took offence. I immediately knew I was in trouble by the look in his eyes. I apologized but it was too late. We left the mall at that moment and after I had put the purchases away in the trunk of the car he closed the lid and instructed me to remove my skirt. I was shocked! He had never done anything like this in public before. I looked at him with pleading eyes but he would have none of it. He told me to remove my skirt again and this time I slowly complied. My Master then took my skirt and put it in the passenger side of the car leaving my bare ass exposed to anyone walking in the parking lot. All I had remaining was my tank top and high heels. When he came back he was unfastening his belt and preparing to whip my ass right there in the parking lot! For my first offence he said 12 lashes would be sufficient. I was to count them for him and apologize to him after every stroke. After I had received 10 new red streaks on my ass I thanked him for setting me straight and I was allowed to sit beside him in the car, still without my skirt. I was allowed to pull it on just before I got out of the car as we pulled into our driveway. Once inside the house I begged him to allow me to suck his cock. I sucked it like an animal, I was so hot from the treatment that I had received outside the mall. Master is so great, he allowed me to masturbate myself to orgasm as I lay at his feet with my tummy full of his beautiful cum.