“Eddie?  This is Lisa.  How are you?  I’m moving into my new place, and I need your help.  Do you have time?”  I asked.  I was so excited to be moving into my new place, but I had so much stuff!  I decided to call my cousin, Eddie.  He’s a big, tough guy and can handle moving the big stuff.

“Of course.  It’ll be no problem.  I’m on my way over,” he answered. 

A few minutes later, Eddie was knocking on my door.

“Come on in, Eddie!  The door is open!” I yelled from the bedroom.  I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and a few seconds later, Eddie appeared at the bedroom door.

“Hey, Lis.  I’m here; what can I do?” he asked.

“Ummm.  My bed and dresser still need to get in here, and the T.V. stand needs to be put in the living room.  Anyways, there are a lot of things out there, as I’m sure you saw.  They all need to be brought in here, somewhere.”

“OK.  No problem,” and with that, he walked outside.  I went into the kitchen to unload some boxes, as I heard him grunting and groaning, carrying the large bed frame in his arms.  I couldn’t help but stare at his muscular arms and shoulders, as they flexed to lift the heavy bed.  I had pretty much always had a crush on him.  It was just a really big bummer he was my cousin.  But he was a hot one.  A great body: strong and lean, and a really handsome face.  Very tall, with dark hair and eyes, I’m sure all the girls loved him.  Not that I couldn’t get him, if I wanted him, and if he weren’t my cousin, of course.  I’m 5’6”, 125lbs, long, thick blonde hair, and bright green eyes.  My breasts are the perfect size, and very perky, although I hate to use that word.  I didn’t have any problems getting a date on Saturday night.  The only problem is, my dates weren’t Eddie.

I continued putting things away in the kitchen.  A couple of hours must have gone by, when I realized I hadn’t seen Eddie walking back and forth in a while.  I put down the cups I was holding to go look for him. 

“Eddie?  Are you there?” I called, as I slowly walked down the hallway.  No answer.

“Eddie?!  Where are you?”

In here, Lisa.  Come here, will you please?”  Finally!  I thought something had happened to him!  I walked into my bedroom, and found him sitting on my bed, reading something.

What are you…?”  Before I could finish my sentence, I realized what he was reading.  It was my journal!  You see, I write in this notebook from time to time, and mean I write EVERYTHING. 

Eddie!  You shouldn’t be reading that!  It’s personal!  How much have you read?”

Oh, I definitely should be reading it.  A lot of it is about me!  And don’t you worry your pretty little head, I’ve read plenty to know that you need some help,” he answered, with a huge grin on his face.

What do you mean?  Oh God.  I wish you hadn’t read that.”  He stood up and walked over to me.  I backed away, but he kept coming closer, until my back was against the wall, and he was standing right in front of me, so close that I could feel his breath on my face.

I’m sure you don’t want anyone to know about all of this, right?”

No.  You can’t tell anyone, Eddie.  They’ll think I’m crazy!”

Right.  So, if you want me to keep my mouth shut, you’ll have to do exactly as I say.  You’ll do as I say from now on, no questions asked.  Is that understood?” he asked sternly.

Yes,” I said, so softly, it might have been a whisper.

Good.  When no one is around, you’ll call me master, for you are now my slave.  If I tell you to do something, you’ll always answer with, ‘Yes, Master.’  Is that understood?”

Yes.”

Yes, what?!” he screamed.

Yes, Master.”

Good.  Good girl,” he said softly as he began to caress my shoulders and arms.  “I’m really going to like this.”  I wonder if he knew how much I was going to enjoy it, as well?  He ran his hand under the strap of my dress, and looked me in the eyes.  Then he leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips.  I felt him open his mouth a bit, and slide his tongue over my closed lips, trying to break through, so I opened my mouth a bit and his tongue immediately went inside.  It felt so wonderful.  Our tongues dancing in circles, as he lightly sucked and nibbled my lip.  I reached up and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.  I never wanted the kiss to end, but he let go of my mouth and began to lick and suck down my neck and shoulders, as he reached down and grabbed my ass, pulling my pelvis to his.  I felt his cock through his pants, and knew he had been hard for quite some time now.  He was hard as soon as he started reading my journal, no doubt.  I felt him lift my dress and squeeze my panty clad ass again, then slide his hands up and under my dress to caress my bare back.  God, he knew exactly what I liked and wanted.  Well, I suppose he should have; he read what I fantasized about almost everyday!  I reached down and lifted off his shirt, then I rubbed his arms and chest.

He rubbed his hands back down to my ass and down my legs, hooking his thumbs in my panties on the way down.  He slid them off me and found them to be covered in my moisture.  He looked up, and smiled at me, as I blushed and looked away.  He ran his hands up my silky smooth legs, then in between my thighs, finally coming to rest on my hairless mound.

Wow.  I’ve never had a shaved girl before.  I’m really, really going to like this,” he said.  He slid a finger over my dripping, wet slit.  “Lisa, my slave, you are soaking wet!  I’m glad you’re enjoying this, love.”

Yes, Master,” I answered, and he smiled again, as he jammed his finger inside me.

“Mmmmmmm, Master,” I said and grabbed his shoulders for support, as my knees weakened.  He pulled his finger out to the tip and then pushed it back in again, harder and deeper than before.  Then he pulled it out, and added another finger, pushing them both in all the way.

“God you are tight!  These fingers barely fit into you.”

“Ye… Yes, Master,” I said, sighing deeply after each word.  He continued fucking me with his fingers, and rubbing my clit with his thumb, as I held onto his shoulders, barely able to keep from falling to the floor.

“Master, I’m going to cum!” I yelled, still sighing with every thrust of his fingers.  Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out, and I fell against him.  He pushed me to the bed and yelled, “How dare you, you cunt!  You do not cum until you ask my permission!  Do you hear me?!”

“Yes, Master.  I’m so sorry.  I’ll never do that again!”  I cried softly to myself, hoping he did not see the tears.

“For that, you will be punished!” he said.  “Get up, pull your dress high, so your breasts are showing and lay down on the bed on your stomach, with your ass hanging over the side.  Do it Now!”

“Yes, Master.”  I did as he asked and heard him walk out of the room.  I didn’t dare get up or look around, for fear that he would catch me and punish me even worse, although I had no idea what he had in mind.  To tell you the truth, I was really nervous!  What was he going to do to me?  I heard him in the kitchen moving some boxes around, and then walk back down the hall, into my room.

“Now, no matter what happens, don’t you dare move from that spot, do you hear me, whore?” he asked calmly.

“Yes, Master,” I replied.  What the Hell was he going to do?!  Of course, I didn’t have to wait long to find out.  A second later, I felt a stinging on my ass, and knew he was spanking me with something from the kitchen.  SPANKING me!  Oh my God.  The humiliation!  I could have just died!  But he continued, harder and harder, spanking the left cheek then the right.  I realized after a minute he must have been using some wooden spoon, or something, because I could hear and feel it vibrate every time he smacked me.  At first, I could deal with the stinging, but then he started hitting harder and it really hurt!  Every time he smacked me, I’d jump away from the spoon, but he’d just hit me harder the next time!  He hit me again and again and again, for at least 2 minutes straight.  It felt like an hour!

“Have you had enough, you cunt?” he asked.  But to tell you the truth, it was really starting to feel good.  It hurt, yes, but it was a pleasurable hurt, and to know it was him giving me the pleasurable pain was the best of it all.  So, I had to tell him the truth as well.

“Master… please don’t stop,” I whispered.

“What?  What did you say?”

“I said please don’t stop, Master.  I want you to spank me more,”  I begged, a little louder than before.  I knew he was smiling then, very widely.

“Ask and you shall receive, my slave.”  And with that, he began spanking me again, harder and faster than before, and I loved it!  Then he started smacking my thighs as well as my ass, and I just wanted more!  Every time he smacked me, I still jumped, but then I stuck my ass out for him to hit me again.  And he did, over and over and over.

“Spread those ass cheeks, love.  I want to smack more of you.”  I reached back and spread them as wide as possible, sticking my ass high into the air, and then I felt the most wonderful feeling ever!  He was smacking my pussy and clit, then smacking my ass, then pussy and clit, then back to my ass.  It was heavenly bliss!

“Master!  May I cum, Master?  I’m so close…” I yelled.

“Yes, love, cum for me, your Master.  I want your juices flowing out of you, so I can see them.  Scream for me, love, scream!”

“Oh, Master!  I’m cummmmmmmmmmmminnnnnnnnnnnng!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”  He continued smacking my clit and pussy as my juices flowed out onto the spoon and my bed.  We could hear the squish, squish, squishing of the spoon against my wet, gooey cum.  When it was over, he rolled me over and put the spoon in my face.

“Lick this clean, you whore.  I can’t believe you liked the spanking.  What a good little whore you are!”  I licked and sucked the spoon clean of my fluids and handed it back to him.  He let me rest for a minute, as he put the spoon back in the kitchen, and I was able to catch my breath a bit.  But as soon as he returned, he got right back to it.

“That was a good little cunt.  And now, for your reward, you can suck my cock,” he said, grinning.

“Oh, thank you Master!” I replied and knelt down in front of him.  I undid his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his ankles and he stepped out of them.  Then I slid off his underwear, releasing his 9 ½ inch cock.  It was so beautiful, sticking straight up, and hard as a rock.  I caressed the sides and then grabbed his balls.  I stuck my tongue out tentively and licked the tip.  It was salty, but I wanted it in my mouth so very much.  I knew he’d want me to make it last, though, so I simply licked down the top, then back to the tip.  Then down both sides and back and finally down the underside, but when I came back to the tip, I sucked it gently, as well as licking it with my tongue.  I could feel his cock pulsating, and could wait no longer.  I opened my mouth wide and put the head inside, sucking gently and sliding my tongue over and in the tiny hole.  I then sucked it into my mouth as far as I could get it.  I had well over half of it in my mouth as I sucked harder and harder, rubbing it with my tongue, still rubbing and squeezing his balls with one hand, holding the rest of his cock in the other.  I was sucking so hard, I can’t believe he didn’t let go right then, but he had other plans.

“Lisa!  You don’t know how much I want to just let loose right now.” He said, as I continued to suck it, making another inch go down my throat.  “God, how are you doing that?  That’s like 7 or 8 inches down your throat, love!  Oh jeeze.  Ok.  Stop now, and stand up.” He commanded.

“Yes, Master, but why won’t you let me continue?” I asked.

“Because, love, I want to cum deep inside of your hot, wet cunt!  Now get on the bed, on your hands and knees.”

“Yes, Master.”  I climbed onto the bed, still a little sore from the spanking I received, and kneeled on my hands and knees.  I felt him come up behind me.  As he scooted towards me, he slid his cock into my pussy, very slowly all the way to his balls.

“Oh, Master, you’re so big.  I can feel you touching the end of my cervix.  Oh god, it feels so good, Master.  Please, fuck me, Master.  Cum deep inside me.”  I pushed back on his cock, gently, but he just sat there, with it buried deep in me.

“Lisa, my love, my whore, my cunt, my slave,” he said as he caressed my back, neck and shoulders, “Your pussy looks so good wrapped around my hard cock, I could sit like this forever.”

“Thank you, Master.”  I said, but sighed in relief as I felt him start to slide out.  I knew he was watching his cock slide out of me.  He was so big, it felt like my pussy was being turned inside out.  When he had pulled it almost all the way out, he pushed it back in again, much faster than the first time, and I felt it hit my insides again.  I moaned loudly as he pulled it out again and then slammed it back in.  He started going faster and harder, fucking me like I’d never been fucked before.  I felt his cock bang against my insides every time, and I started to push back with his every thrust.  Both of us moaning and groaning, he continued to fuck me, grabbing my hips and pulling me against him.  My breasts were swinging back and forth, until he reached forward and grabbed them, tweaking the nipples, and making me groan so loud, I almost screamed.  I felt him fucking me full on, his balls slapping against my already red hot ass, making it sting again, and I knew I was going to cum soon.

“Master, ohhhhhhhh… I’m going to cum again.  Ahhhhhhhhhh.  May I cum again, Master?” I asked anxiously.

“Of course, my little slut.  Cum for your Master, and milk my cock dry.”  At that, I began the first of many orgasms, screaming and moaning the entire time.  I came and came and came, my cunt muscles pulsating and squeezing his cock.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Master.  Oh God.  I’m cummmmmmmmminnnng so hard for you, Master.  Please let your cum flow.  I want it in me,” I yelled, then screamed again.  He pumped me one more time, then slammed all the way in, and I felt his cum filling me.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  Cummmmmming in you, Lisa.  My cum is filling you completely and dripping out of you.  Mmmmmmm, I can see it streaming out past my cock.”  He scooped up a little and brought it to my face, so I could lick his hand clean.

“Mmmmmm.  It’s so good, Master.  Thank you,” I said.  He lay down next to me, pulling me with him, never once pulling out of me.  He held me in his arms, brushing the hair out of my face, his cock very slowly shrinking and sliding out of me, and we fell asleep.

My Master has taught me many other things since then.  I learned that his cock fits very snuggly in my ass (after a lot of pushing), and that girls can have sex with other girls, among other things! 

This is my first, guys, so try to be nice.  Any questions, comments, requests?  Email to Mistress Lisa 82@aol.com