Slave #2 - Pain Slut Lynn
If you read my first post, you know that I lost my first slave (my dear wife) after less than 4 years of marriage. If you didn't know this - why the hell are you reading this post now? Seriously, who starts a story in the middle?!?! Go back to the first post and get the relevant info before starting this one.
Anyway - My wife and I met a wonderful young lady while in college. She was my wife's (then gf) roommate for a year in school and then became my wife's Maid of Honor at our wedding. Her name was Lynn and she was 2 years older than us. When she graduated with her undergrad, she stayed at the school to get her Masters in Education. As it happens, she was able to find work as a high school teacher in South Carolina, near where my wife and I moved and we spent a lot of time together over the years and she was a tremendous support to both of us during my wife's sickness and treatments.
Lynn is both smart and drop-dead gorgeous! She taught math while pursuing her Doctorate in Education and has the type of body that would make your dick get so hard so fast it almost snaps off! Her body shape is similar to Angela White's, but her amazingly perfect DD cup tits have nipples lower on her breasts more like Ella Knox's. Here is a video with both of them so you can see them at the same time.
As you can see, Lynn is an incredibly sexy woman!
Like I mentioned in my last post, I went into a very deep depression after the death of my precious wife. My family was supportive, but they were a long way from SC and I left my job at the school where we both taught and took a job in manufacturing. As a result, I left a lot of friends who were there and supported me. My depression had me subconsciously isolating myself from others. Not ideal.
But Lynn didn't forget me and refused to let me isolate myself from her. She checked in on me every few weeks and occasionally would convince me to go see a movie with her or meet me for dinner somewhere so we could talk. Despite having a stunning body, blond wavy hair, a beautiful smile and being smarter than most Jeopardy contestants, she didn't date much in college or afterwards because she could be very intimidating. However, she was actually dating someone during the year after my wife passed and it seemed that things were getting very serious in their relationship. Despite this, she still took the time to meet with me and I am forever grateful for that.
It was almost a year after my wife had passed (Autumn of 1996) that I was at my lowest point of grief. I was seriously considering suicide as a way to stop the pain when Lynn called and invited me out for dinner. I figured, "Why not. One last good meal with a dear friend before I swallow a bottle of sleeping pills and go to sleep permanently."
However, during the course of dinner, I asked about her relationship with her boyfriend and if she thought he might propose soon. I figured things were great between them, but she shared that she had some reservations about marriage with him.
"He is wonderful and sweet and kind and we enjoy a lot of the same things - so he is a great friend, but it drives me crazy because he can't make a decision!" Apparently, since Lynn was very intelligent and he wanted to always please her, he just tried to give in to whatever she wanted and even if she didn't know what to do, he wouldn't make a commitment unless he felt she would approve. She then explained that this impacted every area of life from where they were going to go on a date, to what they were going to watch on Netflix together, to when they had sex and how they did it.
Maybe I had too much to drink - or maybe I just didn't care about anything anymore - but whatever the reason, I just blurted out....
"Lynn, you are very intelligent and you know it. You also are gorgeous and some men find that combination intimidating. Also, you LIKE to be in charge! You planned your career and do it well. You plan your goals and are very driven to accomplish them. But at home, you don't always want to be in charge and you need a man to make decisions for you so you don't have to be constantly under pressure to perform."
She just looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "Oh! You think so?"
"Yeah - and that's not all. You don't need just need a man to take charge at home - you need a man who will take control of you in the bedroom too!"
Her jaw dropped - so I leaned in close and lowered my voice and said, "You need a man who doesn't make love to you. You need a man who takes your body and uses you like his personal sex toy. A man who knows how to take a smoking hot body like yours and command it so that he can extract all the pleasure he wants from it. You know you want a man who will snap his fingers and point at his cock so you can drop to your knees in front of him a start sucking..."
*gasp* "Alex, I don't think...."
"....Oh come on - you know I am right. Don't fake being shocked that I would say it when you know it is true. The same way you control your life outside of the bedroom is exactly how you want to be controlled by a man when you are IN the bedroom! When he snaps his fingers and points to the bed, you know you should bend over the end of it, spread your legs, lift your ass and wait to be used."
"What on earth makes you think I need that?"
"Because you are just like my wife. Let me tell you what being married to her was like...."
And then I proceeded to briefly explain how we got into a D/s relationship. I told her to come back to my house and I would explain more. When she did, I showed her a few of the tools and toys I hadn't thrown away and mostly spent time explaining how much we communicated and how much planning a safety went into our decisions. Basically, I wanted her to understand that I didn't abuse my wife, but that this was mutual and consensual.
I knew how to read Lynn. She was my friend. I knew what to say, how to touch her, how to suggest that I demonstrate how to tie a woman up without risking nerve damage or cutting off blood flow. It didn't take long before Lynn surrendered her perfectly shaped body to my ropes and toys and she had her first BDSM experience as I took control of her and thoroughly enjoyed the use of her helpless body. When it was over and we were both exhausted, I held her awesome body in my arms and we talked about what just happened and how our relationship was going to change.
She started spending every weekend at my home and her relationship with her boyfriend ended quickly. She completely gave into learning as much as she could about the D/s lifestyle and one thing that she learned that surprised us both - She Loved Pain!!
Tit clamps with weights got her wet!
Leather strap lashed across her ass had her screaming and moaning with pain and pleasure. Lash her thighs and she begged for more through the tears.
Of course, I wrapped thin cords around her massive tits and hoisted her up by them until she was on her toes and her fat tits were swollen red orbs. Now it is time for ice..... electric zap sticks... hot wax.... the crop... a stiff caning....she was INSATIABLE!
I changed too. With my wife, I was the loving Master who gave her structure and discipline when she needed it. It didn't take much of her suffering to make us both so excited that the fucking started soon after. But with Lynn - I became a Sadist driven by lust in watching her helpless body suffering under my control. My imagination when crazy trying to come up with ways to torture and sexually abuse her for hours on end. Fucking her holes while making Lynn writhe in agony was absolute bliss. Pinching those stiff fat nipples and then pulling them and twisting them while pounding her ass as hard and as fast as I could had us BOTH orgasming all over each other!
Of course, by this time, we had the internet as a resource and I tapped into the ideas and experiences for other Doms. Every weekend, I had new ideas to torment Lynn with and she suffered erotically! She would show up on my doorstep Friday night after school ended and immediately strip off her clothes. I never got tired of looking at her phenomenal body! We would make dinner, eat and then discuss what I wanted to try doing to her body over the course of the weekend. She would often make suggestions to make things MORE intense for her, so we spent a lot of time experimenting. It was so fun and so erotic at the same time.
Here is an example of one of our adventures.....
I found another Dom online who lived near me. He had a young slave and we thought it would be fun to make our slaves compete with each other for who was the smartest slave. The ground rules were simple - each slave would be tied down over a bench with their asses in the air, legs spread, ankles secured in leg spreader bars and wrists tied to the floor so they would stay in position. Each slave was asked a trivia question that we come up with ahead of time. If the slave answered the question wrong, she was struck with a can by the opposing Dom. If she answered correctly, the other slave was struck with the cane. If a slave decides she has had enough pain, she can give up and end the trivia questions. However, this means that her Dom must watch her spend 60 minutes being tortured by the other Dom.
It wasn't hard to talk this other Dom into this game because once he saw Lynn's body, all he could talk about was how much he wanted to have her body under his control for an hour. Honestly, it wasn't really fair. Lynn was a Pain Slut with an advanced degree and was very intelligent. When he showed up at my home with his slave, she was a tiny (maybe just under 5 feet tall) skinny wisp of a creature with B-cup tits and a perfectly round, but tiny ass (imagine Piper Perri, but with short black hair). I think she was only 19 or 20 years old and I doubt she even finished high school, let along went to college.
Introductions were made, we had dinner (the bitches ate off the floor like the dogs they were) and then the games began. The slaves were bent over, secured and the other Dom and I each chose a cane to beat each other's slave with. The first question was asked to his slave - wrong answer! I drew back and laid a medium strength stroke on her tiny ass and she screamed in pain as I expected.
Now it was Lynn's turn to answer a question. The Dom asked it - and she knew the answer immediately. I took aim and laid another stroke on that bitch's ass. Another scream! Music to my ears.
I then asked the sobbing slut a question. She didn't know it. Another stroke. Fresh tears from the little whore.
Lynn's turn again - right answer! Another stroke for the tiny slut. More tears.
This continued for 5 or 6 more questions. Lynn was untouched and the other Dom was getting visibly frustrated as his little slave was sobbing hard with angry red welts covering her little ass.
I think Lynn was bored and on her next question, she said she didn't know the answer even though I was sure she did. The Dom was thrilled to finally be able to lay a stroke on Lynn's ass. He drew back and lashed her ass with all his strength!
Lynn screamed and her legs buckled. I looked at Lynn and she looked at me with a shocked look on her face. A long red welt had already formed on her ass and he actually broke the skin and droplets of blood could be seen. I wasn't taking it easy on his slave, but I wasn't hitting her with full force either. I guess he decided that he had to take advantage of every shot he had at Lynn to make her quit so he could have her.
He never got the chance to hit her again. She never missed another question and I decided that his little bitch was going to scream louder. About 4 or 5 questions later, his little slave was crying so hard should couldn't even think straight and begged me to stop the game. I was delighted with Lynn and she admitted later that she enjoyed watching me tie up and torture the little slave's tits while I simultaneously power fucked her pussy and then her ass.
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Lynn was my slave for about 4 years, but she eventually decided that she wanted to be a 24/7 slave and wanted to try some things that I just wasn't interested in - like degrading her by putting her in glory holes to make her suck strange dick and putting her in situations where she is k1dnapped and gang r@ped by multiple men and also tortured by them. I didn't feel at the time that I could give her that. I wasn't interested in having a slave in my home that I had to be concerned with all day every day. So we agreed that I would help her find a good Master that would own her and give her the kind of servitude she desired. After some searching, we found a Dom interested in giving her what she needed and she has been with him ever since.
FYI - Lynn has lived in Florida with her Master for the last 20+ years. She stopped teaching when she surrendered her body to him and has served him as his personal sex slave ever since. She has been used and abused by groups of both men and women multiple times. When our schedules allow, we have met over the years and I can tell you that her body is still stunning! Her Master makes sure she stays in good physical condition, practices yoga, and remains healthy so he can continue to enjoy her body for years to come. Her perfect tits are pierced with nipple rings. So is her labia and clit. Her tongue is split like a snake's and both tips are studded. Let me tell you, the blow jobs that whore gives are AMAZING!
Lynn is the 2nd most precious woman I have ever had in my life. She will always be a dear friend and I will never forget the support she gave me and my wife. I know I have talked a lot about her body, but it is her mind, her spirit, her personality and everything else about her that made her such a wonderful friend and a so dear to my heart. She literally saved my life and taught me so many things about myself that I could not have realized with her.
Before Lynn left, she also helped me find a replacement slave. She introduced me to a lovely little 20 year-old slut who was attending our local college and was in her Junior year. She was curious about the D/s lifestyle, had a little experience and wanted to learn more. She spent a weekend with Lynn and I and then.....
..... well, you will need to read my next post to hear more about her!
Anyway - My wife and I met a wonderful young lady while in college. She was my wife's (then gf) roommate for a year in school and then became my wife's Maid of Honor at our wedding. Her name was Lynn and she was 2 years older than us. When she graduated with her undergrad, she stayed at the school to get her Masters in Education. As it happens, she was able to find work as a high school teacher in South Carolina, near where my wife and I moved and we spent a lot of time together over the years and she was a tremendous support to both of us during my wife's sickness and treatments.
Lynn is both smart and drop-dead gorgeous! She taught math while pursuing her Doctorate in Education and has the type of body that would make your dick get so hard so fast it almost snaps off! Her body shape is similar to Angela White's, but her amazingly perfect DD cup tits have nipples lower on her breasts more like Ella Knox's. Here is a video with both of them so you can see them at the same time.
As you can see, Lynn is an incredibly sexy woman!
Like I mentioned in my last post, I went into a very deep depression after the death of my precious wife. My family was supportive, but they were a long way from SC and I left my job at the school where we both taught and took a job in manufacturing. As a result, I left a lot of friends who were there and supported me. My depression had me subconsciously isolating myself from others. Not ideal.
But Lynn didn't forget me and refused to let me isolate myself from her. She checked in on me every few weeks and occasionally would convince me to go see a movie with her or meet me for dinner somewhere so we could talk. Despite having a stunning body, blond wavy hair, a beautiful smile and being smarter than most Jeopardy contestants, she didn't date much in college or afterwards because she could be very intimidating. However, she was actually dating someone during the year after my wife passed and it seemed that things were getting very serious in their relationship. Despite this, she still took the time to meet with me and I am forever grateful for that.
It was almost a year after my wife had passed (Autumn of 1996) that I was at my lowest point of grief. I was seriously considering suicide as a way to stop the pain when Lynn called and invited me out for dinner. I figured, "Why not. One last good meal with a dear friend before I swallow a bottle of sleeping pills and go to sleep permanently."
However, during the course of dinner, I asked about her relationship with her boyfriend and if she thought he might propose soon. I figured things were great between them, but she shared that she had some reservations about marriage with him.
"He is wonderful and sweet and kind and we enjoy a lot of the same things - so he is a great friend, but it drives me crazy because he can't make a decision!" Apparently, since Lynn was very intelligent and he wanted to always please her, he just tried to give in to whatever she wanted and even if she didn't know what to do, he wouldn't make a commitment unless he felt she would approve. She then explained that this impacted every area of life from where they were going to go on a date, to what they were going to watch on Netflix together, to when they had sex and how they did it.
Maybe I had too much to drink - or maybe I just didn't care about anything anymore - but whatever the reason, I just blurted out....
"Lynn, you are very intelligent and you know it. You also are gorgeous and some men find that combination intimidating. Also, you LIKE to be in charge! You planned your career and do it well. You plan your goals and are very driven to accomplish them. But at home, you don't always want to be in charge and you need a man to make decisions for you so you don't have to be constantly under pressure to perform."
She just looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "Oh! You think so?"
"Yeah - and that's not all. You don't need just need a man to take charge at home - you need a man who will take control of you in the bedroom too!"
Her jaw dropped - so I leaned in close and lowered my voice and said, "You need a man who doesn't make love to you. You need a man who takes your body and uses you like his personal sex toy. A man who knows how to take a smoking hot body like yours and command it so that he can extract all the pleasure he wants from it. You know you want a man who will snap his fingers and point at his cock so you can drop to your knees in front of him a start sucking..."
*gasp* "Alex, I don't think...."
"....Oh come on - you know I am right. Don't fake being shocked that I would say it when you know it is true. The same way you control your life outside of the bedroom is exactly how you want to be controlled by a man when you are IN the bedroom! When he snaps his fingers and points to the bed, you know you should bend over the end of it, spread your legs, lift your ass and wait to be used."
"What on earth makes you think I need that?"
"Because you are just like my wife. Let me tell you what being married to her was like...."
And then I proceeded to briefly explain how we got into a D/s relationship. I told her to come back to my house and I would explain more. When she did, I showed her a few of the tools and toys I hadn't thrown away and mostly spent time explaining how much we communicated and how much planning a safety went into our decisions. Basically, I wanted her to understand that I didn't abuse my wife, but that this was mutual and consensual.
I knew how to read Lynn. She was my friend. I knew what to say, how to touch her, how to suggest that I demonstrate how to tie a woman up without risking nerve damage or cutting off blood flow. It didn't take long before Lynn surrendered her perfectly shaped body to my ropes and toys and she had her first BDSM experience as I took control of her and thoroughly enjoyed the use of her helpless body. When it was over and we were both exhausted, I held her awesome body in my arms and we talked about what just happened and how our relationship was going to change.
She started spending every weekend at my home and her relationship with her boyfriend ended quickly. She completely gave into learning as much as she could about the D/s lifestyle and one thing that she learned that surprised us both - She Loved Pain!!
Tit clamps with weights got her wet!
Leather strap lashed across her ass had her screaming and moaning with pain and pleasure. Lash her thighs and she begged for more through the tears.
Of course, I wrapped thin cords around her massive tits and hoisted her up by them until she was on her toes and her fat tits were swollen red orbs. Now it is time for ice..... electric zap sticks... hot wax.... the crop... a stiff caning....she was INSATIABLE!
I changed too. With my wife, I was the loving Master who gave her structure and discipline when she needed it. It didn't take much of her suffering to make us both so excited that the fucking started soon after. But with Lynn - I became a Sadist driven by lust in watching her helpless body suffering under my control. My imagination when crazy trying to come up with ways to torture and sexually abuse her for hours on end. Fucking her holes while making Lynn writhe in agony was absolute bliss. Pinching those stiff fat nipples and then pulling them and twisting them while pounding her ass as hard and as fast as I could had us BOTH orgasming all over each other!
Of course, by this time, we had the internet as a resource and I tapped into the ideas and experiences for other Doms. Every weekend, I had new ideas to torment Lynn with and she suffered erotically! She would show up on my doorstep Friday night after school ended and immediately strip off her clothes. I never got tired of looking at her phenomenal body! We would make dinner, eat and then discuss what I wanted to try doing to her body over the course of the weekend. She would often make suggestions to make things MORE intense for her, so we spent a lot of time experimenting. It was so fun and so erotic at the same time.
Here is an example of one of our adventures.....
I found another Dom online who lived near me. He had a young slave and we thought it would be fun to make our slaves compete with each other for who was the smartest slave. The ground rules were simple - each slave would be tied down over a bench with their asses in the air, legs spread, ankles secured in leg spreader bars and wrists tied to the floor so they would stay in position. Each slave was asked a trivia question that we come up with ahead of time. If the slave answered the question wrong, she was struck with a can by the opposing Dom. If she answered correctly, the other slave was struck with the cane. If a slave decides she has had enough pain, she can give up and end the trivia questions. However, this means that her Dom must watch her spend 60 minutes being tortured by the other Dom.
It wasn't hard to talk this other Dom into this game because once he saw Lynn's body, all he could talk about was how much he wanted to have her body under his control for an hour. Honestly, it wasn't really fair. Lynn was a Pain Slut with an advanced degree and was very intelligent. When he showed up at my home with his slave, she was a tiny (maybe just under 5 feet tall) skinny wisp of a creature with B-cup tits and a perfectly round, but tiny ass (imagine Piper Perri, but with short black hair). I think she was only 19 or 20 years old and I doubt she even finished high school, let along went to college.
Introductions were made, we had dinner (the bitches ate off the floor like the dogs they were) and then the games began. The slaves were bent over, secured and the other Dom and I each chose a cane to beat each other's slave with. The first question was asked to his slave - wrong answer! I drew back and laid a medium strength stroke on her tiny ass and she screamed in pain as I expected.
Now it was Lynn's turn to answer a question. The Dom asked it - and she knew the answer immediately. I took aim and laid another stroke on that bitch's ass. Another scream! Music to my ears.
I then asked the sobbing slut a question. She didn't know it. Another stroke. Fresh tears from the little whore.
Lynn's turn again - right answer! Another stroke for the tiny slut. More tears.
This continued for 5 or 6 more questions. Lynn was untouched and the other Dom was getting visibly frustrated as his little slave was sobbing hard with angry red welts covering her little ass.
I think Lynn was bored and on her next question, she said she didn't know the answer even though I was sure she did. The Dom was thrilled to finally be able to lay a stroke on Lynn's ass. He drew back and lashed her ass with all his strength!
Lynn screamed and her legs buckled. I looked at Lynn and she looked at me with a shocked look on her face. A long red welt had already formed on her ass and he actually broke the skin and droplets of blood could be seen. I wasn't taking it easy on his slave, but I wasn't hitting her with full force either. I guess he decided that he had to take advantage of every shot he had at Lynn to make her quit so he could have her.
He never got the chance to hit her again. She never missed another question and I decided that his little bitch was going to scream louder. About 4 or 5 questions later, his little slave was crying so hard should couldn't even think straight and begged me to stop the game. I was delighted with Lynn and she admitted later that she enjoyed watching me tie up and torture the little slave's tits while I simultaneously power fucked her pussy and then her ass.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lynn was my slave for about 4 years, but she eventually decided that she wanted to be a 24/7 slave and wanted to try some things that I just wasn't interested in - like degrading her by putting her in glory holes to make her suck strange dick and putting her in situations where she is k1dnapped and gang r@ped by multiple men and also tortured by them. I didn't feel at the time that I could give her that. I wasn't interested in having a slave in my home that I had to be concerned with all day every day. So we agreed that I would help her find a good Master that would own her and give her the kind of servitude she desired. After some searching, we found a Dom interested in giving her what she needed and she has been with him ever since.
FYI - Lynn has lived in Florida with her Master for the last 20+ years. She stopped teaching when she surrendered her body to him and has served him as his personal sex slave ever since. She has been used and abused by groups of both men and women multiple times. When our schedules allow, we have met over the years and I can tell you that her body is still stunning! Her Master makes sure she stays in good physical condition, practices yoga, and remains healthy so he can continue to enjoy her body for years to come. Her perfect tits are pierced with nipple rings. So is her labia and clit. Her tongue is split like a snake's and both tips are studded. Let me tell you, the blow jobs that whore gives are AMAZING!
Lynn is the 2nd most precious woman I have ever had in my life. She will always be a dear friend and I will never forget the support she gave me and my wife. I know I have talked a lot about her body, but it is her mind, her spirit, her personality and everything else about her that made her such a wonderful friend and a so dear to my heart. She literally saved my life and taught me so many things about myself that I could not have realized with her.
Before Lynn left, she also helped me find a replacement slave. She introduced me to a lovely little 20 year-old slut who was attending our local college and was in her Junior year. She was curious about the D/s lifestyle, had a little experience and wanted to learn more. She spent a weekend with Lynn and I and then.....
..... well, you will need to read my next post to hear more about her!
2 years ago