Valentines Day: From Awful To Amazing

I've never been a fan of Valentine's Day, and for the last 11 years it's actually been bitter sweet. I see February 14th as my (now deceased) grandmother's birthday, and I always have. So yesterday would have been her 66th birthday if not for the fact that she had not been with us for almost 11 years now. I dreaded Valentine's day since the moment the month of February began. 


Waking up, I wasn't really in the best or worst of moods. Just.. there. I called Master to let Him know I was awake and ready to see Him, and got dressed so I could hop on Facebook for a little bit. The first post I saw was by my aunt, and her writing a little note about how Grams was missing and that she remembered certain things about her, and it was kind of like a shock to my system. I honestly don't know how my dad and his sister took yesterday (after all it was their deceased mother's birthday) but I knew I was taking it hard. You'd think after a little over a decade things would be better and not nearly as hard, but it's not. 


So bright and early, not even been awake 15 minutes, and tears were starting to roll down my cheeks and onto my keyboard and hands. When Master called me to let me know He had arrived, He could tell that something was awry with me. As soon as I plopped into the passenger seat of His card, that's when my day started to get better.


"Look, I know today is going to be a little rough for you, but I'm making a promise right now, that I will make you laugh, smile, and I'll make this as best of a day as I can for you."


I gave a sad smile with a reply: "I'm not trying to be hard or anything, but good luck. Today has not started off well. I'll try to be happy, though."


"Well, I know, and I'm here for you. First, before we leave, I think it's awful bright in here, don't you?" A grin plastered to His face.


I honestly didn't get it. My face contorted into this puzzled look, and I'm pretty sure I gave Him the "Watchu talkin' bout, Willis?!" look. It was cloudy yesterday where I lived and I'm thinking "No? It's actually pretty dark outside..."


"It's bright in here, maybe you should put the visor down and shield the light." Grin getting bigger.


"I didn't really understand, but I did it anyways and out flopped what looked like a home made card. I picked it off the floor only to see this:

Isn't this freaking cute? lmao!

Master had made me a card, and wrote a silly little note on the inside that was all the right amount of nerdy, cute, and loving. Not going lie, it made me laugh, and it definitely made me smile, just as Master had hoped for.


"Well now! Looks like you've done well! You actually made me laugh. Thank you, Master. I'm going to have to take a picture of this and post it up online. This is too cute not to share." I giggled at Him.


"Good! Now lets get to the house, I have another surprise for you."


Most of the car ride was about normal. We always play music, engage in light conversation, and I typically sing when we're not talking. We got ourselves some breakfast and I had wanted to get on His laptop to check something online. As soon as I logged onto His laptop, I saw a document open and the first thing I saw was "Dear Jessie" at the top. For some reason, it was natural impulse to immediately minimize the document. I yelled down the hall so Master could hear me through the bathroom door


"I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!"


"What? See what?"


"The document! All I saw was 'Dear Jessie', then I minimized it! I promise I didn't read it!" 


"Crap.. I thought I took that off of there. Okay good! Don't read it till I'm done."


For some reason, i felt proud of myself for telling Him that. After a few minutes, He finally came back into the bed room and handed me a printed copy of that letter that was on screen. He told me I could now read it, and He wanted to see my reaction while I was reading it. 


Guys... this letter... was one of the sweetest things I know I have ever received from anyone in my life, and it actually brought tears to my eyes. I don't know if Master would want me to share it or not, so I do not have a picture of it, but I promise you, it would make any woman cry. lol 


In a short amount of time, Master turned what would seem like a dreary day into a great one. He is so amazing, and I am so blessed. We mainly spent most of yesterday like any other day. I took a shower while He was in class, and made myself all pretty and put my O ring on my collar so that when He got home, all He saw was His naked slave kneeling on the floor, wearing her collar with pride. Of course, this kind of fumbled a little, cause while I was naked, and I was wearing it with pride, I got cold and put my shirt on to stay warm. Without warning, I heard the downstairs door open and close, and heard His voice. So here I am scrambling to get my shirt back off, and Master hears me rustling around so He rushes up the stairs just in time to see me throw the shirt to the side (He needs to stop being so fast! D=) and me fighting to get to my knees and into position before He reaches the top of the stairs. 


So here I am, kind of hunched over and paused in motion, blushing like a maniac, and He starts laughing. 


"You're so fucking cute!" He says gleefully as He approaches me.


I grumbled a little, but kept most of my composure and nuzzled into Him. I felt more like a pet, at that moment, that had missed her owner and was wanting some attention and love. Master, however did like the surprise, and of course, was hard in no time. 


I took His cock into my mouth and started sucking on Him, gently. Slowly gliding my tongue along His shaft as I teased the tip of His cock with the back of my mouth by swallowing the gathering saliva and pre-cum. Luckily for me, He is always gracious when I do this, so it wasn't hard to coax Him onto the bed with me. His next surprise was that while I was in the shower, I had shaved for Him, something He definitely loves to see. What happened next, though, took me by surprise.


Master suddenly dove for my cunt, and buried His tongue into my hole, licking tenderly and sucking on my labia every now and then. Master typically doesn't perform on me with His mouth, because generally I guess He doesn't enjoy it nearly as much for some reason, but yesterday He was all for it, and I couldn't get Him away from me down there. Not that I wanted to, though. Haha So it was definitely a nice treat.


After about 5 minutes of this, and pushing me closer to the edge, He came up and practically pounced on me. "I can't take this anymore, I need to be inside you, Anastassia!" His voice was savage and masculine, and only sufficed to make me melt more into the bed. With little hesitation, He tried thrusting into me. I had to stop Him, as generally I'm so tight He practically has to inch into me so it won't hurt nearly as bad. (His cock has a decent width to it, so I assume that is why it hurts me more). Slowly, He eased Himself in, and I have to admit, I don't think I've ever felt as tight before in my life, so while it was a little more painful than usual, it felt amazing as well. 


We soon fell into a rhythmic motion with one another, and due to the stimulation I received before intercourse, a hard orgasm surged through my body as I writhed and clenched myself around His cock and His body. Amazingly enough, He somehow kept my orgasm to last for a solid minute or two before cumming as well. 


I remember having Him lying on top of me with my legs and arms wrapped around His body as I felt the semen pumping into the condom He was wearing and thinking to myself of how wonderful it would be to actually be filled with His cum some day. It brought an odd smile to my face, but I quickly snapped out of it so I could kiss Him and exchange "I love you's" with Him. 


Sex is such a raw thing, and it brings out our rawest, most animalistic emotions and I feel closest to Him when we do have sex. It more than lust for us, it's love, passion, and us bonding in a way that just puts me at a loss for words. 


The rest of the day was spent with us smiling and having a good time. I ended up breaking down and making a Netflix account so that Master and I could share it, so we spent most of the evening watching anime's such as Elfen Lied, Trinity Blood, Samurai Champloo, and such. Though.. they were all a little.. well lets just put it this way, they were definitely not romantic, which is fine with me, but if any of my viewers have never watched Elfen Lied... it is VERY violent and graphic. We ordered take out from Uno's and brought it back to the house so we could eat while watching our shows. 


So overall, yesterday turned out a lot better than what I thought it would, and most of all, Master made me realize that no one has ever loved me the way He does, or cared for me, or anything else. I've always known I was lucky since the moment I met Him, but to do what He did goes way beyond anything else. He's definitely that bright star I had been searching for.


~*~Anastassia~*~

The Man In The Suit

Here we go again~! Time for another erotic story that involves some fetishes of mine. Sit down and enjoy!

I opened my eyes for the first time in what felt like hours. The first thing I noticed was that my surroundings had changed from a nice warm bedroom to a menacing looking basement. It was dark and damp in there. I couldn't quite remember how I got there in the first place, but all I know is that the floor I was lying on was made out of nothing more than concrete. It was rough, cold, and definitely uninviting. That, and I was completely naked. Wet strands of my hair clung to my face, neck and shoulders. Was it from sweat or water? Possibly both. 

I slowly pushed myself off the frigid floor and got myself on my feet. Goosebumps trailed all over my body, causing my nipples to go erect as well. I could feel the flesh of my nipples shrinking up around the bars that went through them. It kind of hurt, but I tried my best to pay no mind.

As I observed my surroundings, I noticed there was a lone light that was swinging gently from the ceiling. Below the light was a large wooden table that had some items that looked like it was bolted down to it. I slowly made my way to the table for a close examination of it. I slid my stiff fingers over the thick black metal, which felt colder than the room itself. From the looks of it, it seemed as if these were shackles bolted to each corner of the table, and if they were clamped around someone's wrists or ankle, there was no way to get out of them. 

I didn't have much time to look at anything else in the room before the door off to the left side of the room was pushed wide open to show a man in the doorway. My eyes widened in fear as I took a step back. I couldn't really tell what he looked like, but something told me he had a devilish grin on his face. That's when he spoke in that deep voice of his.

"Ahhh.. I see the girl has finally woke from her slumber. Did you sleep well my dear?"

"No, considering I left on that freezing cold concrete floor. Where the hell am I, and why am I here?"

The man snickered before replying. "My dear girl, you are here because you have yet to learn any discipline. I am here to teach it to you and see you learn it well."

With that last word ringing in the air, the man started advancing on me, cornering me against the wall behind me. He grabbed my wrists with his strong hands and pinned me to the stone wall. Chills went up my spine and I finally got a good look at his face. He was definitely handsome, what with his black slicked back hair, and facial hair. Not to mention those piercing green eyes that were now staring directly into mine. 

"Ready to have some fun?" A dark grin spread across his face, and I knew there was no turning back. I tried fighting out of his grip, but he was too strong for me. I heard a menacing laugh come from deep within his throat shortly before he flung me into the table. The impact stunned me just long enough for him to hoist me onto the table and quickly lock my ankles and wrists into place. 

"That's.. going to leave a bruise... What ever happened to playing nice?" I hissed at him, almost in a taunting manner. 

"Oh love, by the time I'm through with you, you're going to have more things to worry about than just a small bruise on your abdomen."

A crackling loud noise cut through the air like a knife and I jerked my head to look up at him. Now that we were under the light, I could see everything. His tall sleek body clothed by a business suit that was decorated in thin white pin stripes against the black of his outfit. In his right hand was a dark brown leather braided whip that looked like it was over 6 feet long. I felt a lump form in my throat and a sudden urge to try and force myself free. When did he even grab that thing? Where did it come from? The hell is going o-?

CRACK! 

All thoughts left my head as the most vicious stinging pain rushed across the now reddening line forming on my stomach. Speechless as ever, I only stared at him in horror, my mouth gaping wide open. I saw him smirk right before he dealt another hard blow to my thighs.

CRACK!

"AH! The fuck is this for?!" I screamed at him, anger infused onto my reddening face. I felt my body tense up knowing another blow was soon to come, and it did, and it hurt far worse than the first two.

CRACK!

Again on my thighs, right next to the other mark he left just seconds ago. Aching from the pain, I couldn't really fight much against him as he unlocked the shackles on the table and flipped me over onto my stomach only to lock them back in place. I winced as the welt forming on my abdomen pulsed with pain from the pressure of me lying on it. He then started back on me again, hitting my back and the back of my legs.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Just one right after the other. All I could manage to do was scream in agony and let the tears flow willingly. Nothing could save me from this monster now.

I can't tell how long this went on, but I do know that by the time he stopped, I was drenched yet again in a cold sweat, and my body was covered in deep red welts. Some of which were starting to bleed. I remember hearing my own sobs midst his own diabolical laughter.

"Ahhh.. I just love seeing those lovely tears of precious girls such as yourself. It's quite the turn on, really."

Despite being already weak and tired, I managed to growl out a "Fuck you" to the man dealing out all the pain I've been dealt so far.

"Only if you insist." He replied cooly as he unzipped his pants to expose his rock hard cock. Fear pierced through my heart in a split second, and I knew this man was going to take advantage of me. He's already whipped me till my blood has shed. Surely he wouldn't be nice enough to not fuck me. He slowly made his way to me and lifted my head up with his warm left hand. He brought his face down to my level and pressed his lips to mine. Kissing me rather tenderly, almost lovingly, for someone who was being so cruel just moments ago. 

I had no other choice but to take it, really, and it wasn't before too long that his tongue pried my lips open and started searching my mouth. It was tempting to bite down on his tongue, but considering I hadn't really done much to him in the first place, I didn't dare take my chances. Eventually he parted his lips from mine, but only to replace his tongue with his cock which shoved hard, deep into my throat.

I gagged hard on his rather large member and resisted the urge to vomit. This was when he grabbed me by the hair and forced me to stay still as he thrust himself in and out of my throat. No matter how hard I gagged or how much I tried protesting against it, he just kept going till he shot thick ribbons of his cum into my mouth. My first reaction was to spit it out, but he quickly clamped my jaws together with his hands and stared me in the eyes.

"Swallow it you filthy slut!" 

I tried shaking my head loose from his grasp, but failed miserably, and had no other choice but to comply. Reluctantly, I swallowed every last bit of his cum. Once he released my head, I immediately started gagging, feeling the pressing urge to vomit yet again. I could feel the thick fluid flowing down my throat still, and I've never felt more nauseated in my life.

"Oh calm down! You know you enjoyed it. Want me to prove it to you?"

"No! No! Don't do it! Please! Just leave me alone!" I sobbed back at him.

Of course, it didn't stop him from walking around the table to dip his fingers into my tight cunt. 

"See how wet you are my little angel? Completely soaking wet!" He laughed at my despair and walked back over to where he could look at my face. "Would you like a taste?" He lightly licked at his wet fingers, clearly dripping with my fluid.

"No.. Please. Just, please do-!" I was cut off by him shoving his cum soaked fingers into my mouth. I was forced to taste yet more cum, this time it was sweet and thin, much unlike his salty thick cum.

"Clean off my fingers. I know you want to. You're a filthy cum slut, and you just can't resist getting a mouthful, can you?"

"No.." I managed to muffle a reply between sucking on his fingers.

"No? Just 'No'? I think I need to teach you some manners, girl. You will address me by saying 'Sir'. Is that understood?"

I paused for a moment to look at him through damp eyes. "Yes... Sir."

"Good girl! Now, we've only gotten started. Shall we continue?"

He withdrew his fingers from my mouth and put his now slightly flaccid cock back into his pants. Taking his time, he unlocked all four of the shackles on the table and picked me up, only to place me in an empty glass tank. From the looks of it, it was a giant fish tank. 

"What is this for?"

"Well.. considering you're all dirty and covered in blood... Lets just say you're going to get a nice bath."

He walked over to the right corner of the room and pulled a lever on the wall. The sounds of rushing water filled the room as warm water poured from the ceiling above me an into the glass tank I was in. Gallons and gallons of water rushed over me and filled up this tank in a mere few minutes. He released the lever and the water finally stopped gushing out all over the place.

What happened next was possibly scarier than anything else in this world. The man walked over to me and placed his head gently on the top of my head. 

"Lets see how long you can hold your breath!" 

Suddenly I was forced under the water, and being held there against my will. I hadn't had a chance to take a breath of air or anything, and my instinct was to flail and struggle. He pulled me up by my hair and draped me over the edge of the tank. I coughed and gagged, and I think I may have tasted my own blood that was slowly turning the water a light shade of pink. 

Again and again I was forced to engulf water into my lungs, and I was starting to feel the effect of water torture sinking into my head, slowly cracking that mental barrier of mine. At least the water was warm, right? He finally pulled me out of the tank and threw me to the floor.

"Have you had enough yet, girl?"

"Y-yes~!" I gasped for air and clung to the floor like a beaten and scared animal. Trying to seek for a shelter I knew I'd never find in this basement of horror.The man was now sitting next to me on the wet floor. He picked me up and placed me sitting in his lap. He cradled me in his arms for a short minute, before whispering into my ear, "You're not done till I say you're done. Is that understood?"

I started crying again as I managed to reply "Yes sir." Surprisingly, all of this torture was arousing to me, and the urge to resist him was getting harder and harder. Maybe it was the random cuddles in between, slowly causing Stockholm Syndrome set in, or maybe I really enjoyed this sort of sadistic attention. As I sat there on his lap, I could feel his cock hardening against my bottom. I knew it was only a matter of time before he'd use me again, and I knew that time would be now. 

He scooped me into his arms after standing up, walked to the table, placed me on my back, and closed the shackles back down on me. He slowly undressed himself, taking his time to expose what looked like soft pale skin tightly clinging to his toned abdomen. His arms were a little buff too, and it's no wonder why it was hard for me to fight against him. I never stood a chance in the first place. 

Next to come off were his pants, exposing his whole entire beautiful figure. I felt myself melt into the table as he climbed on top of me and pushed his cock into my soaking wet cunt. As he pleasured himself with my body, I felt his hot tongue slide across the wounds on my body, licking up some of the bits of blood still clinging to me. 

As he thrust in and out of me, some strands of his hair fell out of place, dangling in front of his forehead. He bit at my shoulders and throat, leaving little red teeth marks all over me. Each thrust was harder than the last, and I could tell he was getting closer. He grabbed my arms, digging his nails into my skin as he thrust into me one last time. I felt that hot sticky fluid rush into my womb, some of it squirting out of me. 

Our breathing was ragged and sharp as he lay his head upon my chest. "Now.." gasp "Now you're..." gasp "done...."

After he regained some of his strength, He unlocked me from the table, scooped me into his arms and walked through the door. The door led to some stairs in which he took me up. At the top of the stairs was yet another door. He kicked the door open to show that we were just below the bedroom I was in only hours ago the whole time. 

He drew a bath for me and gently washed my body free of all the blood sweat and tears. He tended to my wounds and kissed my body gently.

"You did so well, darling. You're such a wonderful slave, you know that?" 

"Yes sir." I replied weakly with a smile.

Now, lets get you to bed. We have much to discuss in the morning. With that, he dried me off and placed me into the king sized bed. I was finally free, and I was able to rest safely in what became my Masters arms.

Hope you all enjoyed it, and yes, the twist at the end is that it was my Master the whole time. XD Sorry for confusing anyone! Hope it was a good read. ^.^ More stories to come in the future. 

Favorite Toy and More

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"Do You Wish To Indulge?"

These are the words that will probably forever resonate within my mind till the day I die....


What started as a normal day for Master and I, ended up not only being one of the best nights of my life, but possibly, one of the best things that has ever happened to me. 


We wen't out to dinner around 6 this evening, and Master let me have my favorite food, rare steak with roasted vegetables. Later on we decided to head out to The Lions Den where we found this pretty nifty looking riding crop, that seemed sturdy enough to handle the beatings I so love to take. We also bought a sexy outfit, and a little bondage game. 


After heading back to Master's place, we decided to head up stairs to try out our new toys. The crop feels nice and has just the right amount of sting that I love. We decided to name her Victoria. (Silly, I know, but I love it). ^.^ We also tried out the little game we bought, which had fifty cards of "naughty, kinky scenarios" on each of them.


At first.. it started off a little.. well... It didn't go well, but eventually it let to what became the best fucking sex I have EVER had in my life. Seriously.. I don't think anything is going to hold a candle to this evening for a LONG~ time!


Master read a card to Himself, and had this devilish grin on His face, and immediately, I knew something was about to go down. He had my blindfold myself, and told me to prop myself against the head board of the bed, and spread my legs for Him. He then told me to start masturbating in front of Him.


Alright... simple enough. I had done this before, so I was easy to comply and go along with it. I began rubbing my clit gently. Slow, at first. Taking my time. Next thing I know, Master is asking me to describe how I am feeling. (Guys.. sorry if my grammar and words seem off. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. You have no idea how mind blowing this was). So I began telling Him how I felt. How I noticed my muscles were already clenching in my legs, and I could feel the inside of my cunt starting to pulsate as I became wetter from the stimulation. 


This went on for a while, and suddenly.. Master said something that He has never said to me before, and somehow... it was the perfect trigger phrase. I heard Him in front of me, His voice seemingly closer. "Do you wish to indulge?" His voice was deep, and enticing. Almost hypnotic with the way He said it. All I could mutter was an incoherent "Uh.. huh?" 


"I said, do you wish to indulge?"


"I- I have no idea why you are saying this, but yes, Master...~!"


"Then indulge!"


His voice was so full of dominance, and His command hit the spot. Suddenly I was feeling closer than before. All because He said those words and the way He said them.


He told me to pay attention to my surroundings, and asked me if I noticed anything different, and almost instantly I realized that something was different. He was a lot closer, and I had just caught on. I also started noticing that His breath was hot on my dripping wet cunt, and each time He spoke, a puff of warm air hit me just right, and I started to squirm. My fingers started going faster around and on my clit, and again I heard...


"Do you wish to indulge?"


and again, I couldn't resist Him. My words were so spaced out between gasps of breath that I had to yell "Yes! yes, Master, I do!"


"Then INDULGE!"


This sent me into a frenzy. I was frantically stimulating myself, praying for a release, but nothing came. No matter how hard I tried, I just could not cum. Something was missing, but what was it? And as hard as I was trying, next came the stream of tears, but it was not from frustration. In fact, I have no idea why I was crying. I just was, and it felt so good to be so raw like that in front of Him.


"Do you need something, Anastassia?"


"Yes Master. I need your cock!"


"Oh? You do? You what to say..."


It was like I could feel Him smirking beneath my blinded eyes. Without hesitation I began begging, telling Him I needed His cock to cum for Him.


"You need my cock? It's the only way for you to cum, isn't it, Anastassia?"


"Yes, Master!!! Yes!!"


"Then you know what's next, right?" He said as His cock entered into me with diligent ease.


"It's time to cum, Anastassia?" I questioned, as these were the words He used when He wanted me to cum.


"It's time to cum, Anastassia."


That voice... that sweet dominant voice He used while thrusting into me. It was the key, and just as it had started, it ended with a huge finale that sent me into a writhing cumming pile of goo under Him. What was originally so hard for me to do this whole, instantly became easier once He commanded me to cum with His hard cock deep within me. 


I remember crying out louder than I ever had before, and literally crying at the same time. My body arched beneath His, and trembled with the most powerful release I have ever experienced. He stopped momentarily, to hold me and calm me down. I was sobbing. Sheer pleasure had me in it's grip, and only He could get it to let go.... and He did. 


Usually, I would be able to go on, and rock my hips with His, coaxing Him to cum, but instead, I couldn't move as He used me till He was cumming as well.


This post does not, and never will, do justice for what actually happened here tonight.... I have never felt closer and more loved by a person than I do right now.


I seriously... my brain is numb... 


I just wanted to post this really quick before I lost my last bit of energy and passed out.


I have a feeling this weekend is going to be the best weekend of my life.


Lol... the cum stain in front of me is so huge... 


This is... just... Thank you Master.. You fucking drive me crazy, and I love you.


Goodnight all.


Totally spent....


~*~Anastassia~*~