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she was called love

slave tale

By Kia T Cooper-ErbstPublished 2 years ago 4 min read
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*Present Day*

She stood in the mirror nude eyes raking over her body taking in the fresh redness of her whipped skin, the welts showing over the faded ones of the past. A ghost of a smile remained as she took in the current nipple piercings and the tiny tat beneath her right breast before turning and looking at her back in the double full length mirror. A shudder and trickles of wetness seeped down her thighs as she saw the Double brand of her owner centered on her buttocks. Her hands traced over the collar that was locked permanently around her throat then down over her body. Turning away from the mirror she walked over to the bed engraved “love” the name her Owner called her. She barely remembered her birth name or any other one after all these years. Love smiled as thoughts of her Master came to mind and how she had come to be His.

*10 years ago *

The young woman sat quietly among the noisy crowd waiting for her name to be called so she could hurry and leave. Her brown eyes roamed the room knowing that the only person there for her would not be family such as everyone else but someone that they wouldn’t understand, Her. She felt the pull of those stern grey eyes as her hand crept up to the black choker that now adorned her neck. She squirmed slightly before sitting back upright as she was taught, not wanting to bring attention to herself as the black robe settled back into place showing glimpses of a silk covered thigh. She wondered what they would all think if they knew that under her robe wasn’t a cute sundress but just her stockings and a garter belt.

Smiling at the thought, she waited till finally her name was called then headed up to retrieve her diploma before walking back to her seat for the program to wrap up. Ten minutes later it was over and her phone buzzed with a message,” Congratulations,slut.” She smiled and made her way out of the celebratory mass and out into the back end of the parking lot. As she walked to the silver car waiting, another text pinged reading “strip and be waiting” she smiled and hurried to the car, stripping off the black robe before crawling in and sitting on her knees facing the back seat waiting. The phone which had been left on the seat was forgotten as she heard the soft command “ Lick”.

This was just the beginning of her training and her first owner. What she would be called would be changed each time. The first couple of years went by fast as if in a blur for the girl, she learned not only how to please anyone that wanted her services but she also learned many things about herself. Sometime around the fifth year, the girl was picked to help Him in a scene at a party hosted by her then trainers. The girl was called “sweet” then and had yet to have an actual owner. He was impressed by her and enquired as to her status.

*Present Day*

James stood in his office watching the different security monitors , his gaze often stopping on the one in love’s room. He smiled, watching as she stood at the mirror and touched her body carefully knowing how far she could go without disobeying His rules. He was a lucky man, he knew, as he went back to the case files that called his attention.

*Five years ago*

James was surprised and delighted by the girl’s obedience to His commands at the party. He was also glad to find out that she was a free sub or un-owned slave. He had been alone since the death of his beloved slave wife three years previously and was looking to find another sub. He watched as her body blossomed and twitched under the sting of His whip. Taking careful note of each and every breath she uttered as the crop came down across her bottom leaving behind welts of pink and red. James smiled, as her breath hitched and gathered, showing that she was close to coming, and uttered just one word “No.” A small wail and the shaking of her body told him what words didn’t and He smiled even bigger before switching to a paddle and coaxing even more sounds of passion from her before ending the demonstration by allowing her to cum.

After that party, James often would ask sweet to accompany Him in different scenes continuing to build the levels of trust between them.They both would agree that despite their chemistry that she had earned many punishments while following His rules during their first year together. As time passed, she would earn her name as His love as they reached the present day .

*Present Day*

James finished his work and then summoned love to his office with a smile. She entered and immediately settled at His knee without a word looking up expectantly. His own eyes took in the signs of His ownership all over her body with a smile remembering each and every milestone of their life together. Patting his lap then kissing her deeply after she climbed on nipples hard and trail of her gruel slicking down her thigh and onto His pants.

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About the Creator

Kia T Cooper-Erbst

Writer, poet, author. submissive. Mom of three wonderful human beings. These are the first things that come to mind when I think of myself besides being the obvious.... which is daughter, wife,etc.

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