Big Girl

Lois Helmers was lonely. It had been such a long time since she had been with a man, she could hardly remember when. Not

exactly young any more at thirty six, her real problem was the one hundred thirty pounds she had gained in the past ten years. She

was now tipping the scales at a cool two hundred seventy five pounds. As she packed on the fat, her social life had taken a nose

e what I thought was Master's arm till a sudden memory of removing Masters hand once before had earned me a stern scolding and a playful face rubbing. Innocently I rolled over and the object rolled off me. Blinking a few times I reached and got it, there was a little stuffed bunny... Looking over at Master I smiled as he said, looks like the Easter bunny found you pet. That was one of the sweetest moments. After breakfast and showers, Master was seated in the recliner, me I was bouncing about from the computer room to the kitchen with the munchies. I had just plopped down on the sofa to see what Master was watching. I had just got my butt planted and my feet kicked up when Master cleared his throat and pointed at his feet. Climbing back up I replaced my backside between his feet. Leaning forward he began to rub me through my blouse. Leaning my head back against the recliner as he played, I closed my eyes and enjoyed myself. Button after button began to open, then the zipper on my bra came down and out popped my breast. Master continued to play, all the while I grew harder and harder. Normally I have small nipples but when they get so hard they stand at attention and swell like mad. They had reached that point. Master began pinching, at first gentle and then more aggressive. Despite the pain I was getting ever so wet. Digging his nails into me, I squirmed and hollered, making him smile and tease me with little bits of oh pet you are jumpy today aren't you. Soon to follow was the twisting, now that HURT! It brought me up off my bottom and onto my feet as much as possible in the position I was in, pulling upward, stopping, twisting and pinching I was soon bouncing around and squealing. "Are they getting tender pet?" In a whisper I replied, "yes Sir" Master stopped and pushed me away with a giggle. I rubbed the throbbing and tender flesh and ran down the hall to put lotion on them, little did I realize that Masters nails had cut the underneath side, the lotion set me on fire. I don't think Master realized how hard he was pinching. Guess I should have squealed louder. The next few days were going to be tender. Master returned to his computer and I went to talk to mari for a bit and to work on some work for Master. After a bit I ran to the living room, looking ever so angelic and said, "Master may I please go out for a cigarette?" Master looked at the clock, "Didn't you just have one pet?" "No Sir that was hours ago," I said as I twisted and turned. "Go." Grabbing my lighter, I headed out the door. Returning to the office and my work on the computer I thought my day of play had come to an end, not so, as I entered the living room, Master smiled. That smile that tells me he is thinking. "Going somewhere pet?" "Well yes Sir, I was going to get a drink Sir." "Finish and bring me the toy box pet and camera, then undress and stand with your legs wide and hands behind your back." Rushing, I swallowed down a few sips of water, returned with the things as instructed. Stripping out of my clothes and positioning myself as ordered. Master removed the y clamps and attached one to each nipple and then one to my clit. It stung but not badly at first any ways. Running a hook to my collar he pulled the chain holding the clips up a bit so each time I moved they tugged a bit. "On your knees pet with your head on the seat of my recliner, hands behind you!" The sound of the handcuffs and the feel of the cold steel were familiar. The tickle of the flogger against my bare ass cheeks tickled and I squirmed as Master placed it so it lay nicely across my back side. With the click of the camera, he helped me to my feet and guided me to the bedroom. Uncuffing my wrist, he pointed to the bed, by this time the clamps were tormenting my nipples. Cuffing my wrist in front he took the leash which is extremely heavy and attached it to my cuffs pulling my hands up over my head. Then moving to my ankles, he tied them to each corner of the bed. Again placing the flogger between my legs. After that picture he took me to the living room floor, tied my ankles to my thighs, inserted a vibrator. The next picture I wasn't too thrilled with, he had it shoved into my mouth only after making me lick it clean of my own juices, I still am not crazy about that taste but am learning to keep that to myself as it is something I may have to become accustom to in the future. Once the pictures were made, Master released me and we looked over his collection. Smiling innocently, I asked, "Sir may I please remove the clips now?" Looking at my now flattened nipples he replied, "why pet you have worn them longer than this." I smiled and gritted my teeth. " Yes Sir, but they were already VERY tender from the play this morning Sir." Reaching over Sir removed the clips my nipples were flat as a pancake and the ends were snow white, I grunted as they came off, it hurt badly. As soon as I was dismissed, I ran to put some cream on them, they were so tender even to touch them while putting on the cream made me wince. Dinner rolled around and we wound up at an Italian restaurant, after Sir scared the daylights out of me. Driving like a race car driver and howling at the folks on their front porches, yea at times even Sir is a big joker. As we sat there I sneaked off for a cigarette in the potty, I think he knew what I was doing cause when I got back he started interrogating me in a funny kinda way, making it loud enough that we drew some attention and when I spoke softly in response to his questions he said "did you say something pet?" meaning speak louder and repeat yourself. By the time we left everyone in there knew I was his submissive without a doubt. Not that the collar didn't give me away. That night we climbed into bed and for a change actually had a person to person talk more than a Master to submissive chat. He is very complicated, very deep, and very determined, not to count extremely wise. I find a constant surprise in him each time I listen closely. The hum from the humidifier was like a lullaby. The constant noise is a must for me. I was sleeping so soundly. I felt the bed move as Master got up, I rolled in the other direction and peeped at him as he tumbled out of bed then fell back off to sleep. Suddenly a hand locked onto my shoulder rolling me facing the edge of the bed. Opening my eyes, I saw Master, his cock directly in front of my eyes and I knew what was expected. Sucking the soft flesh into my mouth I began to pleasure him with the warmth wetness there in. Soon the soft flesh turned into a mass of hard meat. Shoving deeper and deeper within my mouth. His scent penetrating my nostrils as my nose was buried deep in his pubic hair. Holding me by my hair Master pumped harder, deeper and faster till I was gasping for breath. Once Master had reached the point of satisfaction he pulled away and returned to bed. Snuggling against his chest, I listened to his heartbeat. His yawning, and his sigh of happiness. "Tell me pet, how did you like your wake up call?" With a giggle, I looked up into his steal blue eyes and replied, "It was most unusual Sir"..... and then smiled broadly. He kissed me on the top of the head and squeezed me then his hand slide down to my still tender nipples and he slightly pinched causing me to jump. "What pet? you have a problem with me playing with my nipples?" "No Sir" I quickly replied. A chuckle echoed from Master as he removed his hand and squeezed me again. " Good answer pet!" Laying there for a bit we listened to some classical music, I have come quite fond of it since meeting Master. Outside the window the wind made the tree limbs dance and the birds sang. It was going to be a lovely day. "Pet its almost noon, I am hungry. Didn't you say something about sausage gravy and biscuits?" "Yes Sir should I go start it now Sir?" "uh huh." replied Master in that sweet soft tone that I love so dearly. Scampering out of bed and climbing into my shoes socks and a pair of panties I rushed off to start breakfast. As usual I wasn't listening, Master had said sausage gravy , not sausage and gravy. As he came from the shower down the hallway, a smile lit his face till he saw the sausage on a platter. "Pet did I say sausage and gravy or did I say sausage gravy?" Chewing on my lower lip I smiled, " I will take care of that immediately Sir." Tearing the sausage into little pieces and burning my fingers in the process I soon had the sausage gravy as instructed. Setting Masters plate, pouring his drink, I asked permission to eat and was allowed to do so. Master was thoroughly enjoying his meal. Suddenly he stopped and gave me that look. "How did you sleep last night pet?" "Like a baby Sir." With a sound of mischief in his voice he replied, "that's good, so you didn't wake up at all?" "No Sir, why?" "Cause you moved my hand, I would hate to think you did that and were awake pet." I giggle, " so would I Sir, but I swear I was asleep." "uh huh." After breakfast we worked on some things together on the computer, now when things aren't going well and something isn't working the way it should I have learned to just stay back and say, " I don't know Sir," till he figures it out. Snuggled against the cabinet I sat there quietly and watched. With legs spread and not thinking about the fact that I hadn't taken off the panties when I dressed in my skirt. Master caught a glimpse of the panties. "What are those pet?" Blushing,,,,, "panties Sir." "And what were you told about that pet?" "Not to wear them Sir?" "uh huh, pull them over!" Lifting my ass I pulled them to the side and Master let his toes began to play, I was already wet as always, then suddenly to my surprise he held up his foot. "Suck it off pet!" I could smell my own juices before it even got close to my mouth and started to make a face. "PET!!!!!!!" he scolded, " you best get use to the taste for you may soon be diving into it." I tried not to think about it as I sucked my own bitter juices from h

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