More of Sally's tale

"Let me tell you more and maybe then your questions will be answered. I eventually managed to break away from him. It was the most difficult thing I had ever done. He and the woman used me for over a month. The longer I was there the deeper I slid under his control. Deep down I was craving every moment, but something from somewhere inside my mind knew this wasn't how I wanted to live my life. The only thing that saved me was when they went away for a weekend, leaving me naked in the apartment. The first day I did as ordered, but as time passed, the mental bonds holding me there lessened. On Sunday I made a decision, I took one of his shirts, grabbed some money he had stashed and left. I made it back to my dorm room, packed my clothes and went home. I closed my cell and email accounts and never looked back. I changed colleges and started my sophomore year over and moved into one of the dorms."

I sat there listening and I wanted to ask about her other experiences but didn't. I knew I needed her to tell me in her own way. Our drinks arrived and the waitress walked away before she continued.

"I was determined not to get myself into another submissive relationship again. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get out the next time. I stayed away from all men remembering at how I was seduced before. I wasn't sure if I could hide my submissive nature. The only thing that made the new school tolerable was my roommate. She was younger than me, a freshman. We both were late registering and were thrown together at the last minute. Our room was on the third floor and the end of a long corridor. There was a storage room right next to ours and the back wall of the dorm on the other. We were basically isolated from the rest of the floor." She continued.

"I know that's probably too much detail, but I'm telling you this as it comes back to my mind. Anyways, Julie, was very pretty, blond, petite, and totally naive. We did almost everything together other than classes. We ate together, went out together, and exercised together. She was just what I needed at the time and I grabbed on to her and didn't let her go. It was about a month into the year when I noticed that she was following my lead. I was deciding on what we would do. I set our study schedule, where we ate, what we watched and where we went whenever we went out. That was when I recognized this was exactly what happened before. I was Julie!" Sally stopped and I thought I saw her body shiver. I know I saw her flush. She closed her eyes and her hands were clenched in front of her. I wanted to say something but I was afraid I would say the wrong thing so I didn't, but watched her body language closely.

"I don't know why, but I wanted to see if she was like me. I mean I wasn't into women per se, but the more I thought about having a live-in **** the hotter it sounded. I remembered how I was manipulated into my slavery and started to do the same to her. Now I know what you think. How could anyone be manipulated into slavery, but it's easier than you think. Julie was already alone except for me. She was very shy and I was her only friend at school. Her family, well her mother, her dad left them a long time ago, lived three times zones away. She rarely spoke to her and mainly communicated via emails and social media. I decided to see if I could take more control over her. I started slowly, suggesting what she should wear. At first, she didn't always do as I suggested. But when she didn't, I would cut her off and not speak to her or go out without her. It didn't take long before she was dressing exactly the way I demanded. I didn't dress her to ****, but after a week or so, she never wore pants, at all."

Sally stopped and took a deep breath. "My next step was after she borrowed something of mine without asking, I got really mad at her. I cut her off from everything. When she apologized over and over, I told her I would forgive her if we set up some rules for her to obey. She agreed immediately and pledged to make it up to me. I remember smiling as this was exactly what had happened to me." Sally stopped and looked at me. I think she was trying to read my expression to see if I was about to leave.

I smiled at her as I reached out and held her hands. "It's okay, I know this is difficult for you." I said. She visibly relaxed and started again.

"I actually still had a copy of my original list of rules stored on my computer. I'm not sure why I kept them but I did. I opened my computer and pulled them up. I looked them over and made a few adjustments before I turned the display around to show Julie. I remember sitting there wondering if this is where she tells me to fuck off and I was a pervert or something. But that didn't happen. She blushed down her chest and her nipples practically jumped out of her top. The more she read the redder she got. I could almost see myself in her as she read the rules." Sally stopped and took another deep breath.

I took this opportunity to ask, "What were the rules?"

"Well I won't go into all of them but here goes."

You will obey me.

You will wear only what I tell you.

You will ask for permission before you do anything.

You will always kneel when in my presence.

Failure to follow the rules means a punishment.

"There were a few more but I'm sure you can use your imagination. She was sitting on her bed as she finished reading the rules. She looked up at me, sitting in my chair and slowly dropped to her knees. I swear I almost climaxed as soon as her knees touched the floor. Mark, I have never felt anything like that before. I remembered when I did the exact same thing and I remembered what was going on in my mind and body. I wanted to grab her by the ears and shove her face between my legs and take possession of her. It was all I could do to remember what my Master did next." Sally stopped again as our waitress walked up to our table and asked if we wanted another drink. We both welcomed the break and ordered again. We took a break and Sally went to the restroom. I sat there willing my rock-hard cock to go down. The last thing I wanted to do was screw up and embarrass both her and me.

By the time our drinks arrived, Sally sat down opposite me. I smiled but it was my turn to flush. She had removed her bra while she was away. Her tight top, gave me a perfect view of her nipples and perfect tits. Any thought of my cock going down was gone forever.

Sally must have been looking at my eyes as they were locked on her tits and giggled. "Hey, my eyes are up here." She laughed.

"Anyways, I restrained from taking her, remembering how I was sucked into submission. I knew I had to make her want give in to me, to let me control her. I smiled at her and said, "Good Girl." I swear I think she came at that moment and I knew I had her. The next few weeks I pushed her more and more. By the end of the month, she was naked whenever she was in our room. Each night she would massage my feet, doing my laundry, and generally serving as my maid. I didn't do anything sexual until I caught her masturbating one day when I came home early from class. I spanked her ass for the first time and demanded she edge several times a day. I enforced it by telling her my computer was recording her every movement when she was in the room. I didn't of course, but she didn't know it. It took about a week before she broke and begged me to let her cum. That was the day she became my ****." Sally finished and sat back against the back of the bench.

I was unable to speak for a few moments. I was so aroused I wanted to grab her, throw her across the table and shove my cock deep inside her. I took a few breaths to compose myself before I asked.

"How long was she your ****?"

It lasted until I graduated. It was an amazing experience. I loved her so much, but I knew it had to end. She was so submissive and accepted her slavery. It was hard on both of us to break it off. But we both knew it had to end. I heard from her a year or so ago and learned she found another mistress and thanked me for all my help. She said I was the perfect person to show her what she really was." Sally smiled at me and added, "You see, not all D/s relationships are negative. I still love her and think of her often."

"Is that why you wanted to meet Carrie?" I asked.

"Yes." She answered quietly.

"Do you want her?"

"I don't know what I want. I do know I don't want you to fuck it up. But is it her I want, maybe? Maybe I want it all." She answered and blushed.

We sat there finishing our drinks. Both of us in deep thought. I couldn't take my mind off her last statement. What did she mean by wanting it all?"

We left a few minutes before five o'clock and headed for my apartment. I wasn't sure what I would find. When we walked up to the elevator and I stopped and looked at Sally. "I'm not sure what we will find upstairs." I said.

"It doesn't matter what you find. Either she did as you demanded or not. Regardless, you will need to take charge. I want you to find some fault with what she has done. She needs to be punished so she respects you as her Master. So, no matter how well she did, find some fault." Sally flatly said and pushed the button to call the elevator.