Sweet Surrender

Brianna sipped a glass of wine waiting anxiously. She gazed over the city below from her suite on the 21st floor. It was almost nine and the cities nightlife was coming alive. She was lost in thought, when a knock came at the door. Setting her wine down, she went to answer it. When she opened the door, the man standing there filled the frame of the doorway. He was dressed in a dark suit, wearing sunglasses , and carrying a briefcase.

“Ms. Brianna?” he asked, solemnly.

“Yes, come in.” Following exactly three paces behind him, on a leash was a young Asian girl with her eyes cast down and her hands behind her back. Bri closed the door behind them and locked it. The girl was dressed in a long skirt that hung to the floor and a turtle neck sweater that seemed extremely large for her small frame. Both of which, looked worn and tattered.

The girl’s escort set his briefcase on the bed and took out a file, handing it to Bri. She sat down, examining the contents. It contained a fact sheet on the girl and an array of photographs. She glanced over the photos and tossed them aside. She read over the fact sheet carefully, making sure the information was precisely what she had requested. Nodding several times, Bri continued to read.

Three years prior, Bri had requested a young girl. She had wanted her trained from an early age by a reputable mentor. This would have several advantages. This training would make her more pliable and accepting of her new lifestyle and the mentor would treat her better than most girls sold into slavery. She wanted her kept a virgin, thusly eliminating the possibility of disease. Her main reasoning was more of a selfish one. Bri would enjoy the first fruits of her labor and teaching the girl would give her great pleasure.

The girl’s name was Miki and she was eighteen. She had been bought from her family when she was fifteen and sold. She was 5’ tall, with long, straight, black hair, green eyes, and weighed a hundred and ten pounds. She was trained in basic position commands, inspections, servicing orally for male or female, and trained to respond positively to sexual stimulation.

She walked around the girl and pushed her hair back from her face to look at her. The girl remained at her station, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly at the gentle touch, as if to say thank you.

“A demonstration,” Bri commanded.
Without a word, he pointed to the floor to his left. The girl instantly dropped to her knees. Bri was pleased with her poise. Her head was bowed, hands behind her back, knees spread wide, ankles together, and she rested on her heels.
Bri took the leash from the escort and stepped in front of her. “Stand.”
miki graciously got to her feet and stood properly.

“Now strip.”
Without hesitation, miki pulled the sweater over her head exposing her small firm breasts and in the same fluid movement she slid her skirt down, stepping out of it. She put her hands on the back of her head and spread her legs wide. Bri ran her hands and nails over miki’s soft silky skin, admiring her. Bri roughly squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple between her fingers. Miki bit her lower lip to stifle the moan that was trying to escape. Stepping behind her, Bri stroked the soft mounds of her supple behind.

“Bend over and spread your ass wide for my inspection.” Miki did as she was instructed. Bri reached between her legs to caress her smooth shaved sex. She gently slipped a finger between miki’s thin lips and carefully pushed it inside her. Bri had no doubt she miki was a virgin. Bri lingered there a moment before moving on to inspect her ass. She worked the tip of her finger inside the tight hole. She stood back and admired miki a moment, then turned to the escort.

“Very good,” she said, reaching into the drawer of the desk for an envelope. Turning back to him, she replied, “Here is the $5,000 up front as promised and you will have the other half at 9:00 sharp, providing I am satisfied.”

“Yes Ma’am,” he answered, turning to the door to leave. Bri followed him, closing and locking the door behind him.

Miki held her position waiting her next command. Bri turned to her, glancing over her supple, yet radiant girlish body. She was delicate and beautiful. Her silk hair dangled loosely, framing her round face.

As Bri admired the child, she noticed goose bumps forming on her skin. “Is it warm enough in here?” Bri asked.

“Y-yes Ma’am...” Miki answered nervously.

Bri smiled to herself and walked over to turn up the heat. “If you are to stay with me, I will not have you put yourself in harms way or be uncomfortable just because that is what you think I want to hear. You are to be honest with me at all times no matter what you think my response might be. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” she answered hesitantly. She didn’t understand. It was not a slaves place to care what happened to personally. She was there only to please her Master or her Mistress and take care of their needs.

Bri could see the look of confusion on the girl’s face and realized she would need more of an explanation to understand her Mistress’ position. “While it’s your job to please, it’s my job to make sure you’re taken care of and protected."

“Stand,” Bri said.

Miki stood upright, placing her hands behind her back and casting her eyes down. Bri played with her tiny nipples to get them hard. Then she reached into her pockets, and took out two sets of clamps. She attached one set of clamps, with the ten gram weights, on each of her nipples. Miki inhaled deeply, as each one seized her nipple. Bri cupped her small breast in her hands; squeezing them gently.

“You will wear these at all times, except for at bedtime,” she whispered soothingly in her ear. “Now spread those beautiful thighs of yours and pull your pussy open for me.” Miki blushed at her words, but did as she was told. Bri knelt down on one knee and attached the other set of clamps, with five gram weights, to her inner labia. Miki let out a small gasp, as each one bit into the tender skin. Bri let her fingers dance over her clit mingling the pain with new found pleasure. Her striking new slave moaned slightly at the gentle touch.

Bri walked to the tub and started to undress. “Draw me a bath, she commanded.” miki went to the tub, started the water and carefully balanced the water temperature. She then, went to the bathroom to retrieve some towels and a scrubby. Her eyes darted over to watch Bri undress now and then, trying to catch a glimpse of her body. She was fascinated with her milk white skin. Bri’s breasts were full and heavy with rose colored nipples. They accented her trim figure well. She had a small patch of strawberry blonde curls at the V between her legs, the rest was shaven.

Bri caught her looking at her. “Do you like what you see, beautiful one?” she asked, as she pulled her long red hair into an upsweep.

Blushing, miki turned her eyes away quickly. “Y-yes, Ma’am,” she stammered. Bri smiled to herself, she liked her shy meekness.

Miki turned the water off and laid out a towel on which, Bri could stand. She stood facing her Mistress with her hand out to help her into the large tub. Bri sank into the water up to her chin and let out a deep sigh. The water was perfect. This is just what she needed after the long flight.

“Kneel.”

Bri let the hot water soak away her stiffness, while her new slave patiently awaited her next command. Bri couldn’t take her eyes off her. She kept glancing down at her new beauty. She smiled; she had really outdone herself this time. She soaked in the tub for the next fifteen or twenty minutes thinking about Miki’s upcoming training. Sometimes that was her favorite part of having a slave. It was her intent that Miki be trained as her own personal love slave. Her sex began to tingle at the thought of how she would use her. As her mind wandered, so did her hands. They slid down the front of her body to rest between her creamy thighs. She caressed her throbbing clit for a moment, before bringing herself back out of her fantasy.

“Wash me.”

Miki got to her feet and sat on the edge of the tub behind Bri. She took the loofah, soaking it in the water, added the lilac scented soap and lathered it up. She started at the base of her neck, working her way down her shoulders and back. Miki carefully scrubbed her arms and hands, taking time to give each finger individual attention as she lingered over them. She washed along her under arms and up to her collar bone, making her way down her chest. miki’s hands started to tremble as she ran the scrubby over and around each breast and Bri’s nipples stood erect, at the touch.

“Shave my legs,” Bri stated in a trembling voice, as she rested a foot on the side of the tub. Miki moved down to her leg, glancing at her coyly. Taking the oil, she poured it into her hands and began working it until it was a frothy lather. As she spread it on Bri’s leg, she glanced at Bri shyly, and quickly looked away. She worked the lather, stroking it gently into the skin, deliberately taking her time. She took the razor from the back of the tub and leisurely ran it from her ankle all the way up her thigh. Each stroke was enticingly erotic. Then miki soothingly caressed each newly shaven spot to make sure there was no hair remaining.The candles around the tub glistened off the water and Bri’s leg.

Miki didn’t think she had ever seen anyone as beautiful as her new Mistress. She was taken with her fair skin and green eyes. She peeked between her legs, looking at her sex, craving to taste and touch her there. Lost in her thoughts, Miki slipped with the razor, nicking her Mistress. The blood began to form in droplets and mingle with the water, running down her calve.

“Ouch,” Bri exclaimed. “You were not paying attention. Now, lick it clean,” she demanded.

“Y-yes, Ma’am. I’m so sorry Ma’am,” Miki replied, moving to do as she was told. She cautiously lapped up the blood until it stopped bleeding, keeping her mind on the task at hand.

When she was finished with that leg, Bri brought up the other one. “Be more careful this time,” she chastised.

Miki apprehensively took up the task of the other leg, cautious not to let her mind wonder again. Once Miki had finished, Bri kneeled in the tub, spreading her legs,

“Wash my pussy now and be sure to get it clean.” Miki lathered her hands and gently washed her. She ran her finger around her clit in a circular motion and a moan escaped Bri’s lips. Miki’s finger worked between each fold to be sure she was clean. As she reached farther behind her, Bri grabbed her wrist.

“No, you will lick my ass clean,” Bri said, in a raspy voice. She turned around and leaned forward over the back of the tub to give her access. Miki stretched across the tub prepared to do as she had been told. She started at the center of the tiny hole, licking outward and working her way around it. Her tongue snaked around, darting inside and out of the tiny opening. She spread Bri’s cheeks open to get better access and tongued deeply inside her. Flattening her tongue, she lapped up and down the crevice.

“Mmm,” Bri groaned, “you have a very well trained mouth. Good girl,” she said standing up. “Now finish washing my body so you can shave my pussy.” Miki lathered the scrubby again and washed the rest of Bri’s body. When she finished, she thoroughly rinsed Bri. Wanting to make sure her Mistress was comfortable; miki gathered a towel and folded it in half. Then she placed it across the counter for Bri to lie back. Once settled, Bri spread her legs around either side of the tub exposing her inner most charms.

Miki lathered the oil in her hands and massaged it into Bri’s skin. She took up the razor again and began shaving. At first her hands trembled a bit, she was unsure if it was from fright, or from passion. She took several deep breaths to help steady her hands, as she began. She drew the razor up one side and then the other. She was careful to shave in the crevices of her groin and upper thighs. She was in awe at how pretty her Mistress’ sex was. Her skin was delicate and soft pink with thin lips. The little bud at the top was peeking out, telling her how excited her Mistress was at her touch. Miki could smell her sweet scent as it flooded her nostrils. She wanted to throw down the razor and lustfully lap up the juices puddling just inside her small opening. miki spread the outer labia to closely shave the edges and around her clit. The razor grazed over Bri’s skin causing goose bumps to form. Her clit was throbbing from the pressure building deep within her.

As Miki began rinsing Bri, she said, “Make sure it is smooth and use your tongue to check. Then…service me.”

Miki was elated to be given such a privilege. She started with Bri’s thighs, flicking her tongue here and there; moving closer and closer inward. Her tongue slithered up one side of Bri’s groin and down the other. Then she flattened her tongue to lick Bri’s outer lips. Now, just using the tip of her tongue, she ran it along the thin crease up the middle. She was driving Bri wild and her breath was coming in shallow gasps. Bri lightly tugged on the chain dangling the weights from miki’s nipples. Bri loved the expression of pain she received.

Miki slowly spread Bri open again and started licking just outside of her opening. She wanted to plunge her tongue deep inside Bri and lick up every drop of her sweet nectar, but she waited patiently. She wanted to please her Mistress and bring her pleasure. She moved back to the outer lips teasingly. Bri whimpered at her retreat. The tip of her tongue snaked up and around Bri’s clit, but never touched it. She barely traced along the edges of her inner labia and then slowly, sucked one between her lips. She suckled on one and then the other, nibbling gently with her teeth on Bri’s clit. Once again her tongue traveled down to her small mouth and began to tease around it. Bri raised her hips, trying to push Miki’s tongue into her. Miki slowly lapped up her juices like a kitten lapping up milk. Bri tasted so sweet. Finally, Miki plunged her tongue into Bri, working it in and out of her, as fast as she could.

“Oh yes, that’s it. Ohhh, good girl, very good girl. You like eating your Mistress’ pussy don’t you?” Bri asked, panting.

Miki moaned a reply.

Bri couldn’t take anymore. “Suck my clit,” she ordered. Miki reluctantly did as she was told. She wanted to please Bri, but she tasted so good, miki didn’t want to stop. She slowly licked at Bri’s clit mischievously, working her tongue in little circles. Bri wrapped her fingers in miki’s hair, pulling her into her. “I said suck it,” she hissed. Miki sucked the little button into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue. Bri moaned in pleasure.

“Ah yes, that’s it. Suck it good little slave.” Miki continued sucking it in and out of her mouth. Using her thumbs, Miki pulled back her labia to get better access. She found the tiny button under the hood and slowly sucked on it. Bri began bucking beneath her, pulling harder on her hair.

“Oh god yeah, make me cum my new slut. Make me cum hard!” By now Bri was pounding her hips into Miki’s face and screaming. Miki didn’t let go, she kept sucking methodically. She could feel the orgasm pulse across her tongue, as Bri froze letting the waves wash over her.

“Enough,” Bri said breathlessly.

Miki stopped and wiped the sweat from Bri’s forehead with a towel.

Bri smiled up at her. “Good girl.” Miki sweetly smiled back, feeling proud she had pleased her Mistress. She held out her hand to help Bri up. Bri got to her feet and stepped down onto the towel. Miki took a dry towel and vigorously rubbed over Bri’s body to dry her, starting at her shoulders and working her way down her slender body. When she finished, Bri went over to the overstuffed fluffy chair where she had a large black suitcase.

“Crawl to me.”

Miki gracefully went to her on her knees.

Bri reached into the suitcase, pulling out the cuffs and collar she had brought with her. They were made of thick suede leather that had been specially dyed a deep purple and had black chains dangling around them.

“Stand and rest your foot on the chair,” Bri said.
Miki placed her foot on the arm of the chair for Bri to attach the ankle cuff. Once it was secured she brought the other one up to be cuffed.

“Now give me your wrists.”

Miki stretched out her wrists, palm side up. Bri clipped both into place. They looked stunning against her skin tone.

“Kneel and pull your hair up for me.”

Miki extended her arms, raising her hair up with them. This position displayed her breasts wonderfully. Bri flicked the nipple clamps. Miki cringed, as they swayed back and forth. A wicked smile played across Bri’s lips.

“Spread your legs,” Bri said, looking her over.

Miki spread her legs and Bri tapped at the clamps causing the weights to lightly smack into one another. miki grimaced, as she bit into her lower lip from the pain, fighting back the shriek. Bri ran her finger along the crease of miki’s sex, slipping a finger between her folds. She rubbed miki’s little button causing the chains to swing and tap together. Sensations of pain and pleasure mixed together. Miki’s eyes fluttered and her head fell back some, as her mind started to spin.
“Someone is a little excited,” she said, as the juices ran down her finger.

“Y-yes Ma’am,” she stammered.

As she stopped, Bri said,” Well then, we can’t have too much of that right now, not until your initiation.”

Bri removed miki’s former collar and leash, as she wouldn’t need it anymore. Reaching around miki’s neck, she clamped the new collar into place. There was a D ring on the front and the back of the collar to attach a leash. Half-inch studs protruded from the collar and the chain looped from stud to stud around the collar. They hung just below the collar accenting her collarbone. Bri reached in the trunk and took out her silver hairbrush.

“Brush my hair and French braid it,” Bri said, handing the brush to Miki and turning side ways.

Miki moved behind Bri and let her hair down. It hung down to Bri’s waist and was straight. miki loved how it shimmered in the candle light as she ran the brush through it. She started at the top of Bri’s head, and worked the knots downward, toward the bottom. After it was knot free and thoroughly brushed out, miki pulled it back to braid it. She quickly worked her fingers, one over the other, into perfect form, tying the hair piece around the end. She handed the brush back to her Mistress and awaited her next instruction. Bri felt her hair and turned to Miki.

“Very good,” she complimented, smiling her approval.

Miki smiled back innocently.

“Now, bend over my knees, spreading your legs far apart. I am going to punish you for my pleasure, and then it is bed time.”

Miki stood, bending over her knees, and spreading her legs. She was careful to make sure her breasts dangled freely, so as not to squish them and cause her more pain.

“You are to count out loud with each strike of my brush. If you loose count, or I cannot hear you, we start over. Do you understand?”

“Yes Ma’am,” Miki answered.

Bri reached down and gave each of her nipples a hard flick to get the weights swinging again. The first swat went to her left cheek and was nothing but a love tap.

“One,” Miki counted loudly.

Bri rotated cheeks between swats, each one stronger then the last. Miki’s voice became more and more weak, but she never lost count. By the fifth strike Miki was whimpering. The motion of her body was jerking on the clamps, both on her nipples and between her legs. By eight, she had lost her voice and Bri didn’t hear her, so they started over. Each swat had become more agonizing than the last, but this time, she was loud enough for her Mistress to hear.

“Ten,” Miki whimpered between gritted teeth, with a sigh of relief that it was over.

“Good girl. Lie on the bed so I can remove the clamps for bed.”

Miki made her way to the bed and lay down across the center of the bed.
“I want you to take a deep breath through your mouth as the clamp is slowly opened and let it out through your nose.”

Miki took a deep breath as it came off and whimpered loudly, as she breathed out. They hurt much more coming off, then when she was wearing them, as the blood rushed back in and the feeling began to return. She was not looking forward to the other ones coming off. After both sets had been removed, Bri gently rubbed her swollen parts between her fingers to get the blood flowing well again.

“Spread your legs.”

Miki brought her legs up and let them fall wide open. Bri gazed at her wet shimmering sex. She was soaked with juices. Tonight had been a series of tests to see whether or not she was going to keep Miki. She wanted to know that she was truly submissive by nature, and not just because she had been forced into it. She also wanted to make sure that serving brought her pleasure.

“Look how pretty your pussy is all shimmering wet. I think I want to taste you.” Bri slipped a finger between Miki’s parted lips, just inside her virgin pussy. She moved her finger in a circular motion stirring things up a bit before putting her finger in her mouth to taste the sweet nectar.

“Mmm, you taste so sweet beautiful one,” Bri cooed. She stuck her thumb in her this time getting it soaking wet before she rubbed her clit with it, aggravating the clamps. Miki moaned out in both pleasure and pain. Bri sank her finger in her tight hole again for seconds. She played with her a few moments bringing her to the edge again when she was ready to take the clamps off.

“Get ready to take a deep breath…now.”

This time instead of breathing the right way, Miki yelped in pain.

“Now the other,” Bri said.

Miki took a deep breath and exhaled properly. It did seem to help with the pain. Bri kept working over her clit to ease the pain. Miki’s mind started to swirl and then…nothing. Bri had stopped again. Miki felt so frustrated, but at the same time she didn’t understand that feeling, not knowing anything different, having never felt that released intensity of an orgasm.

“Fold down my bedding. You may use the comforter for a bed tonight. Fold it twice in half. You may also have the extra pillow from the closet. Go to the bathroom before bed. I do not want you to move from that spot once you lay down and you are not to get up in the morning before I tell you to.”

Miki pulled the comforter from the bed and tossed it aside to turn down her Mistress’ bed. She waited for Bri to lie down and she covered her up. She went to the bathroom quickly and made her bed. Before lying down, she turned out all the lights and candles. She crawled between the folds of the comforter and started to drift off quickly with an aching between her legs.

“Goodnight beautiful one,” Bri said.

“Good Night Mistress”