I had been with Sue for a couple of weeks and really liked her. She’s hot, she loves sex as much as me and we fuck a lot. She also takes control and dominates me. Something I never knew I liked until Mistress Geena did first. She gave me a taste of what it was like being dominated when she caught Mike, myself, and our other friend smoking her stash and then again when she gave me my “birthday present” over the phone. I knew then that I wanted a girl that would take charge. Sue was perfect. I also learned that being with Sue, I actually enjoyed the pain she inflicted on me.

Sue invited me over late one night saying she needed to see me right away. Without hesitation, I hopped up and practically ran to her because I knew it meant we were more than likely going to fuck. I couldn’t get enough of her. It was like she was becoming my addiction and I wasn’t mad at that at all. I was so smitten with her. I finally had what I always wanted. A relationship like Mike and Geena had; or so, I thought. Until Sue’s true colors and motives began to show. I will get into that a little later.

I knocked on the door and Sue opened it looking like a Victoria’s Secret Angel, dressed in a sheer black lacey lingerie set, black knee highs, and black furry heels. Her wet dark hair was hanging down her back as if she had just gotten out of the shower. She greeted me with a warm smile as she stepped aside to let me in. I walked closer to her and grabbed her in my arms, giving her a passionate kiss. I could feel her body stiffen for a moment before she loosened up and kissed me back. I held her tightly as I inhaled her scent. I could smell the sweet aroma of strawberries and cream on her skin, in her hair, and throughout the apartment. I grabbed her tight little ass gently as I hugged her, and my passionate kiss turned into light pecks on her lips.

“I…missed…you,” I said after each peck. She laughed that cute little laugh of hers before pushing me away.

“I missed you too.” She said. “However, you do know you have to be punished right? I did not give you permission to grope my ass or kiss me.” She replied in a teasing yet serious tone.

“My apologies Mistress Sue,” I replied back to her, smiling as I took in her beauty, and secretly hoping she would keep her word about punishing me later.

“Go sit down on the couch and wait for me. I will be right out.”

I made my way over to the living room couch as I watched her head in the direction of the kitchen. Sue didn’t have a TV set up in her living room yet, but she did have a boombox. I turned it on and tuned to some late-night Jazz station, as I sat back on the couch, listening to the soothing sound as it made its way throughout the otherwise quiet apartment. A few moments later, Sue returned with a serving plate in her hand. I could smell something sweet wafting from it and could not wait to dig in. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until the aroma filled my nose.

“Smells good. What did you make?” I asked, leaning forward to lift the top off of the plate. She popped me hard enough to make me jump back and send a slight sting to the back of my hand.

“Hands off! You will see when I am ready for you to see. I will be right back. No peeping!” She scolded me as she headed back towards the kitchen.

I sat back on the couch and Sue returned with two glasses and a bottle of wine. She placed the cups on the coffee table and after she filled both glasses up with Zinfandel wine she handed me a glass, interlocking her hands with mine as we made a toast.

“To amazing sex!” She said in a cheerful voice. “Wait you didn’t look me in the eye!” She stopped me before I could take a sip.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you have to look the person you are cheering with in the eye, or you will be cursed with seven years of bad sex.” She explained. “You never heard of that before?”

“Never in my life but I don’t want seven years of bad sex so let’s start it over,” I said. I knew it was most likely a superstition, but I was not taking any chances. Sue cracked up laughing and agreed. After she gave her toast again, arms still locked, we took a sip, without breaking eye contact.

“That’s much better.” She spoke.

For about an hour or so, we drank our wine and my dick started to get hard. I knew she wanted to fuck and that was why she called me over there. However, I could not understand why she was delaying things and hadn’t made a move. So, I decided to make the first move. I scooted closer to her, placing my arm around her, and leaning in for another kiss. I trailed my fingertips across her arm, shoulder, and neck, and stopped above her breasts.

“May I touch you, Mistress Sue?” I whispered in a seductive tone.

“Yes. You may touch me.” Sue replied.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” I asked.

“My breast, my thigh.” She murmured out.

I moved my fingers down the crack between her breasts and took my time trailing across each one, circling her nipples until they were hard.

“Kiss my nipples, suck on them.” She demanded and I obeyed. She arched her back a little as my tongue lightly and gently trailed across her nipples. I sucked on them and twirled my tongue around as I sucked on each nipple. Taking my time with both. She pushed my head further down and I realized that she wanted me to eat her out. I nodded my head, showing her, I understood what it was she wanted me to do, and lead a trail of kisses from her titties, down her stomach, across her navel, and to her pussy.

When I got to the hood of her clit, I stopped and blew on it before continuing my journey. She squirmed in the seat and moaned a little. I took both of her legs and threw them over my shoulders. Sue squeezed them tight, making sure to lock me in place. I loved the forceful way she took over me. I kissed her clit gently before I tongued her down. She moaned in pleasure as I twirled my tongue around while sucking it. I stuck my tongue out further, making my way into her pussy hole and she started to grind into me. She held my face deep into her pussy as she fucked my tongue and ground on my nose. I couldn’t breathe and started to pull away.

“Not yet. You will stay there until… until I…. Ahhhh!” She moaned out in pleasure, as she came all over my mouth and nose. Her legs shook as she leaned back smiling, eyes closed as she panted in satisfaction. I looked at her, admiring the post-orgasm afterglow. I trailed my fingers across her stomach gently and her eyes snapped open before she shot up as if she suddenly remembered something.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

She didn’t respond. Instead, she grabbed my hand and lead me to the bedroom. She pushed me in front of the bed and stared at me a moment before she responded.

“Take your clothes off. All of it. Including your socks.” She demanded.

I smiled at her and she smiled back seductively. I started by unbuttoning my shirt slowly, trying to drag it out to give her a little striptease before she stopped me.

“Cut the shit out Kyle. Don’t be cute. Take your fucking clothes off now. I don’t have all day.” Her voice was laced with irritation. I was a little caught off guard by her outburst but obeyed her anyway.

She pushed me onto the bed, and I fell backward, my body bounced up a little as it hit the springs on the bed. For her to be so little, she had a lot of strength in her arms.

“Turn over on your stomach.” She demanded and I happily obliged knowing that it was time for me to get my pleasure. I watched her as she walked over to her closet and pulled out her strap-on. This was a little bigger than the dildo she had been using before but not too much, so I didn’t make a scene about it. I glanced at the top of her closet and saw something that resembled a zebra-printed dildo. That thing was huge! My eyes widened for a second, hoping she wasn’t planning to break that out any time soon.

We made eye contact and she had a sweet smile back on her face. The hint of irritation I detected earlier seemed to have dissipated. She climbed on top of me, strap-on gliding across my bare ass, and leaned down on top of me. Sue started to kiss and suck on my neck and ears as her hands caressed my shoulders and arms tenderly. I started to grind into the bed in anticipation of her entering me.

“Ooh, you dirty pervert. You want to be fucked in the ass so bad, don’t you?” She teased me as she gently rubbed the tip of her strap-on against my asshole.

“Yes, Mistress Sue. So, fucking bad.”

“Just like a pervert. You are my dirty little pervert, aren’t you?” She asked as she slowly pushed the silicone dick inside of me. I moaned out in pleasure before I responded.

“Yes, Mistress. I am your dirty little pervert.”

“That’s right. You are mine. You will do anything for me right?” She asked as she sped up her pace. I began to buck back into her, following her rhythm.

“Yes, Mistress Sue. I will do anything for you.” I responded breathlessly.

She continued to pound into me, and I heard her breathing become labored. I could tell that she was on the verge of coming as well. I knew the strap-on was hitting against her clit. I started to twitch and moan as I felt my orgasm rise.

“Please, Mistress Sue. Can I cum?” I begged her, trying to get the words out as fast as I could before I nutted.

“It depends. Are you ready to fully commit to me?” She asked me.

I was caught off guard because I thought I was already committed to her. I frowned at the question and was about to ask her what she meant until I felt my orgasm rise on me even faster. I was fighting hard to keep myself from orgasming, but Sue was hitting the right spot, my dick was pressed against the bed creating just the right amount of pressure needed as we grinded into the bed. I did the next logical thing and responded to her.

“Yes,” I said, not caring what she meant at that moment.

“Are you sure?” She asked again. That should have been a red flag for me but in my defense, I just wanted to nut.

“Yea I am sure Mistress.” I rushed out.

“This means that you will be my submissive sex slave from here on out and I will be your Mistress.”

“Ok Mistress. I am ready.” I rushed out trying to get her to get back to the task at hand and allow me to come.

“Good!” She said cheerfully.

“Please, Mistress Sue. I want to cu…”

“Shut up Kyle!” She cut me off before I could finish my sentence. “You will cum when I say you can cum and not a minute before. Before you can cum, we need to get the business portion of our agreement out of the way.” I looked back at her confused.

“Business portion? I am so confused. What business Mistress Sue?”

Still, inside of me, she leaned forward and pulled a contract and a pen out from under her pillow and shoved it in my face.

“What is this Mistress Sue?”

“Read it. Sign. If you agree.”

“Can’t I read it later Mistress Sue? I don’t want you to stop.”

“No, you need to read this now. I will stop long enough for you to finish reading through it.” She said as she pulled out of me and got off me, lying next to me instead.

“No! Please Mistress.”

“What did I say? I will kick you out of my apartment right now if you don’t obey and you won’t be getting anything.” She chastised me.

“My apologies Mistress.” I hurried and flipped to the last page of the contract and signed it.

“Sure, you don’t want to read it?” Sue looked at me, a sly grin on her face.

“No, I trust that it isn’t anything crazy in there,” I replied, handing her the contract and pen.

“Alright.” She said, hinting that I might be making a mistake, but I didn’t care. I brushed it off and made a note to read it later. I loved being Sue’s sub. She was forceful the way I liked but not crazy like I heard Rachel was. She reminded me a lot of Geena.

As soon as Sue took the contract from my hand and tossed it onto her night table, it was like something in her changed. Freaking Jeryl and Hyde had taken over my girlfriend’s body. The room got a little colder and her sweet warm smile turned into a chilling one. I started to ask her if she was ok because she was freaking me out, but before I could, she slammed her dildo hard into me. She was fucking me so rough; I was sure I was going to have a hard time sitting later that night.

“Please Mistress, slow down.”

“Shut the fuck up Kyle – you are a fucking pussy! You wanted me to fuck you right?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“That’s what I am doing! Fucking you. Now take this fucking like a real man.”

“It’s too much Mistress. Please, you’re being too rough.”

“Too rough?” She asked. I didn’t respond. I had a feeling I was going to get myself into even more trouble. She pulled my hips hard into hers and started to fuck me harder and faster. I moaned out in pain and in pleasure. I mean, it felt good but at the same time, my ass felt like it was on fire. I needed her to slow down.

“Please.” I pleaded one more time.

“You know what” I am so fucking sick of you Kyle. Lay there and don’t you fucking move.” She scolded me as she pulled out.

I laid still on the bed, afraid to move an inch. I heard her go back into her closet and started to look in her direction when she scolded me for it.

“Turn the fuck around. Did I say you can look at me?”

“No Mistress Sue. I am sorry Mistress.” I said as I quickly turned my head around.

Not long after I turned around to face the headboard, I felt her ram something thick and long into my ass.

“Arrggghhh!” I screamed out in so much pain. It felt like whatever she stuck up my ass touched the middle of my spine. I felt a searing pain rip from my ass up to my entire back.

“You kept saying I was being too rough. It’s obvious you have no fucking idea what rough is. But I am going to fucking show you what rough is, Kyle.” She yelled at me.

I looked back and saw that she had the large dildo that I saw sitting on top of her closet and was fucking me with it.

“Shut the fuck up. Stop that crying or I am going to give you more pain. You hear me?” Sue screamed into my face when she noticed that a few tears were sliding down my cheek. She was smiling. I could tell that this chick was fucking crazy. I know Geena enjoyed torturing Mike, but I have never seen her behave like this. This gorgeous yet psycho woman enjoyed inflicting pain. I mean, I liked it too but not like that. I was thinking this may be too much for me when I felt a sudden slap on my ass as she continued to fuck me with the horse dildo. I turned to look and she was now using a paddle on me.

“Please Mistress.” I cried and begged her.

“I will stop if you use the safe word.”

“Safe word Mistress?”

“Yup… Oh, that’s right. You didn’t read the contract, so you have no idea what the safe word is do you?”

“No Mistress.”

“Well, that’s too bad. Sucks to be you.”

I cursed myself for not reading that fucking contract and allowed her to inflict her pain on me until she was tired. I did eventually come but I was in so much pain I could barely move. Sue got up to shower and tossed the copy of the contract to me as she walked out of the room. I hurried and looked at the contract to see what I agreed to, and find that safeword. I first saw the title of the document.

“No Limit Contract? What the fuck?” I said to myself. I scanned a bunch of paragraphs going into detail about women being superior to men and finally got to the specifics that I was to abide by. I read each section carefully…

I agree to do whatever I am told, with NO LIMITS.
I agree to surrender complete control of my body, with NO LIMITS.
I understand I can say my safe word Fairy Bread….

“Fairy bread? What the fuck is fairy bread?” I asked myself and continued reading.

If I say my safe word, I understand the following will occur:
 1. This contract is immediately terminated.
 2. Our relationship is immediately and completely terminated.
 3. Special memories of our time together will be sent to my family and friends. This includes the video of me sucking on the dildo, then getting ass pounded while I was screaming for more.

I froze up as I read that last sentence. She has a video of me. When? How? Even worse she is threatening to send it to my family. What the fuck? I can’t have my conservative right-wing and very religious family see this! I will be disowned, and belittled. I will shame the entire family.

I’ll lose my inheritance!

I slapped myself a few times, hoping this was a dream. When I opened my eyes and looked back down, I saw the contract was still there and this was far from a dream. This was a fucking real-life nightmare. I shook my head at myself.

What had I done to myself?