A Little Convincing

I stood frozen in place, Amanda's declaration ringing in my ears._ Did that really just happen? Did she just say that? _My thoughts were a buzz of commotion as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Amanda's hands kept roaming over my body and I would be lying if I said her hands weren't exciting me, but the whole idea of being her bitch was a step I do not think I am ready to take. I vocalized my **** about the situation but didn't pull away. Her roaming hands were too good right now.

"Have you ever been with a girl?" Amanda inquired before planting a deep kiss on my neck.

"I've barely been with a boy," I answered thinking back to my now former boyfriend.

"And how was he? she continued.

"Not great," I answered unable to lie while she touched me all over save for my more intimate areas.

"Well baby, I'm better than great," she assured me. "You are turned on right now, aren't you? I can hear your heartbeat. I can hear your breath starting to get shallow. I can smell the scent of feminine excitement down here," Amanda continued as she stroked my inner thigh but stopping before reaching the hem of my short shorts. It wasn't exactly my proudest moment, but I was indeed turned on quite a lot. She was gorgeous and the way her hands danced on my skin was fabulous. I hadn't answered her, but I could tell she wasn't exactly looking for me to. We stood there for a minute, her hands exploring my skin, placing kisses on my neck and cheeks. Getting hot and bothered was not my choice but it was happening all the same.

"Five minutes," Amanda chimed after I'd started to get lost in the moment. "You've been here for five minutes and you're already so turned on by just my hands and a few stray kisses," she tormented as she hit all the right places. "Just give me five more, and you'll be in heaven, begging to be my bitch," she said in a seductive whisper just inches from my ear. I did want to see what she could do. I felt my arousal building to the point of no return; the point where I would need to relieve it sooner or later or it was going to burn me up inside. I caved in to her.

"Okay, five minutes," I said with my breathing already getting labored from all the excitement. "After that, if I still say no, it's over. Right?"

"Absolutely baby, but trust me, you won't be saying no anytime soon," Amanda sounded nearly predatory as she knew she was closing in on her prize. It took her all of 15 seconds to lay me down on her bed, pushing my top and bra up high letting my tits out to the air. In another few seconds, her well practiced hands undid the button on my shorts and yanked them down and off of my legs. She tossed my shorts off the side of the bed but held onto my wet panties. Bringing them close to her nose, she took a sharp and strong inhale of my scent before coming back up for air. I was so shocked that my jaw dropped. Amanda seized the opportunity and balled up my panties and stuffed them into my mouth to form a gag.

"Five minutes," she reminded me as she set a timer on her phone but also stopped me from removing my pantie gag. I was on her time now. I took a deep breath and relaxed, letting her do what she would. Now that my panties were so close, I could see why she had been so eager to smell them. They were the most erotic thing I've ever experienced with my nose. While I was harboring on the new information that my pussy smelled divine, I felt a warm wet sensation against my honeypot. If it wasn't for the gag, I would have made a squeal so loud that the whole floor would have heard it. Instead it came out as a muted moan that was still plenty loud enough for Amanda to notice.

"Such a sensitive little pussy you have here," she taunted me before diving back down and eating my pussy in earnest. There was no comparison for what I was experiencing now. The only word I had was magical. Like I had been transported to another world full of pleasures that no mortal girl should ever know. It wasn't long before I was moaning with every lick. My hands played with my tits to further stimulate myself. My legs were shaking but Amanda wrapped her arms under my legs and around my waist to keep me stable enough for her to work. I was so worked up that the panties fell out of my mouth and onto the bed beside me, and my moans grew louder and louder without them. I was so close to the edge, but Amanda wasn't taking me over it. She purposely kept me right on the edge of the greatest orgasm of my life. My hands flew to her head to try to get her to go fast but to no avail. I was reduced to a shrieking, trembling, mess of lusty and ecstasy in a matter of mere minutes by this goddess between my legs but I still couldn't cum.

"Please," I begged her, "please let me cum. Please," was all I could manage in my current state. Amanda's head rose from my pussy lips and a single finger took it's place to continue to tease me.

"If you want to cum, you have to submit to me," was Amanda's simple answer.

"Yes! Yes! I submit, you win, I surrender," I called into the air unable to control my volume this close to climax.

"You'll do anything I say?" she questioned more innocently than she had a right to at this moment.

"Yes!! I'll do anything you say! I promise, I promise, please just let me cum," I answered. If this kept up I was going to go insane from the lack of release. I was going to break apart into a screaming puddle of lust and need right there on her bed.

"Tell me your my bitch, from now on. Forever and always."

"I'm your bitch! Forever and always!" I rang out, pleading with her to let me have some kind of release.

"I like the way you say that," she said, still not letting me cum. "Keep saying it and you can cum. If you stop, I stop."

"I'm your bitch!" I screamed to the heavens and she kept her word as she dove back between my legs.

"I'm your bitch!"

"I'm your bitch!"

"I'm your bitch!"

"I'm your bitch!"

"I'm your bitch!" I shrieked again and again into the air as her tongue threw me off the cliff into the waves of pleasure below. My orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, fast and incredibly powerful. My legs clamped around Amanda's head and my hands once again found their way to her as they got lost in her gorgeous hair. I lost count of how many times I called myself her bitch but it was enough to etch it into my mind. There was no going back now. I was completely and utterly her's.

When I finally came down from my incredible orgasm, Amanda was standing over me with a black wooden box about the size of a book. She ordered me to kneel on the floor before her and handed me the box. It had my name written in magnificent golden letters that I could only hope she made herself. As I did, she popped the lid of it and stuck her hand inside. She came back up with a strip of black leather with a buckle on the back and the words Yes, Mistress in pink letters on it.

"This is how you are to answer me at all times, either 'yes, Mistress', or 'no, Mistress'," she elaborated. "Do you understand?".

"Yes, Mistress," I answered back dutifully. She smiled and told me I was a good girl and my heart did a somersault at her praise. She stepped forward with the collar in hand and began wrapping it around my throat. She started speaking as she worked and told me to repeat what she was about to say.

"With this collar, You sign away your freedom to me. You hereby agree to bind yourself to me forever and always. You are mine to use as I see fit," she dictated.

"With this collar, I sign away my freedom to you. I hereby agree to bind myself to you forever and always, Mistress. I am your's to use as you see fit," I answered her. Reaching down into the box again, she produced another strip of black, but this time it didn't look any different than cotton. Again, Amanda came to me and began wrapping it around my eyes like a blindfold.

"This blindfold symbolizes your blind trust in me. Even if you don't know what I'm doing or planning, you swear to trust me implicitly," came her voice as she finished the blindfold and stood back up.

"This blindfold symbolizes my blind trust in you. Even if I don't understand what you're doing or planning, I swear to trust you implicitly," I replied. I could hear Amanda stooping down and reaching into the box again and came back up explaining what was the next item.

"With this ball gag, you agree to never speak against me. You swear to never raise your voice to me, or to tell me 'no'. Do you understand?" she asked. Once again I repeated her words.

"With this ball gag, I agree to never speak against you. I swear to never raise my voice to you, or tell you 'no'," I decreed and opened my mouth wide to accept her gag to show her that I meant what I had said. After I was finished Amanda dolled out another round of praise as she affixed the gag into my mouth and around my head.

"You now belong to me, forever and always," was the last thing she said before making good on her promise to fuck me. I was already naked so it was easy for her to get a good look at all of my assets. When she was done ogling me, she pushed me down on to her bed.

"Ready for round two?" she asked. ROUND TWO, my mind shouted but I held my tongue, remembering my earlier promise. Instead I decided to play it a bit more safe.

"Round two?" I asked in a tired tone. "There's still a round two?"

"And a round three and four and five, depending on how good you are," Amanda answered back. If it goes to five rounds I'm going to be six feet under, was my only thought on her latest declaration.

"What do you say to me for letting you cum?" Amanda coaxed.

"Thank you," I said heavily, still trying to get back to a calm rate of breathing. I was met with a sharp pinch to my nipple and a slap on my inner thigh.

"Were you always this dense, or did I just fuck your brains out?" she taunted.

"Thank you for letting me cum, Mistress," I corrected myself with the proper answer to her question.

"Good girl," Amanda said smoothly and my heart did another flutter at her words. "Since it's your first night as my new sex toy, I'll let you pick where this big rubber toy goes," she finished. I had totally forgot about the strap-on that's been between her legs this whole time.

"So which is it? Are you a buttslut or is that pussy not worn out yet?" my mistress purred in my ear with a predatory look that made me both excited and afraid all at once.