Submissive Slave

By Buck Jones

KARA WAS LOST! All the men she had dated just seemed superficial and bland. She felt like running away all of her life. Now she met Phil. A billionaire, entrepreneur, International importer, and the most confidant man she had ever known. when she landed the executive secretary’s job she thought that she would get to know him much better and she did.
His lifestyle was amazing. The lifestyle of a Billionaire. Kara wanted this life! She didn't know that he was the master of his household and that he had devoted and loving slaves. She found out one evening after dinner and a long talk.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Oct 1, 2015
• ISBN: 9781329539594

Buck Jones

Biography Writing a book was the last thing on my mind in March 2011. After retirement in 2007 this (A) personality was at a loss for something to do. Having been employed or self employed for some 65 years, give or take It occurred to me that I had reached the age of maturity and was at a loss on how to fill the time. I volunteered to work for the Special Olympics, painted the house, did some wood carving, yard work and learned to play the harmonica. I took piano lessons. Not my thing. I live in a golf community. Hate golf. I joined a gym and got in top shape. Two years ago I was at the California Mid-State Rodeo telling stories. One of the cowboys said, “Why don’t you write a book?” Are you kidding me? I can’t write. Just for kicks I wrote an outline. Ten months later I had a book. ”Wait... Wait for the Thunder” is an historical novel spanning eleven decades. Many of the events and stories in the book I lived, and some I experienced vicariously through others. My uncle Jack Baker taught me to ride when I was a youngster. I did some junior rodeo and spent countless hours riding old Pedro on the trails of the Sacramento and American rivers with my buddy Glen. One day Glen on Buckaroo and me on Pedro took a camping trip into desolation valley near Lake Tahoe, We camped and fished for 2 days and got lost for two days on the way back We were scared tired and hungry when the search party found us. All my uncle Jack said was “Did you cowboys have fun? Buck Jones

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Submissive Slave

Copyright © 2015 by Mr. Buck Jones

All rights reserved.  This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

First Printing: 2015

ISBN 978-1-329-53959-4

Great Ideas Publishing

771 Jamacha Rd #355

El Cajon, Ca.  92019

www.buckjones.com

Chapter 1: Submissive slave

Kara felt lost. All the men she had previously dated just seemed superficial and bland. She needed more or less, she didn’t know. She wasn’t a virgin. The sex that she had with the men she liked was not real fulfilling. She had an orgasm on several occasions but nothing amazing. She hadn’t met her protector, her love, her prince charming. Every man that she had been with was unremarkable and a loser.

Then she met Phil at a job interview. It was the third one for the position. He owned his own company. It was in the import and export of goods from Africa and Indonesia. He had built this company himself and he had an air about him. He was the most confidant man she had ever known but until she landed the executive secretary job she only knew his name and his reputation as a businessman.  She was an assistant executive secretary at a different corporation and she felt it was time to step up.

Four months after she started working with him. They had interacted every day. On their first real date they ate a lite dinner and then he invited her to his place. They had had lunch in the conference room and talked about everything imaginable or so she thought. He didn’t talk about his life outside of work. He was a very smart, well educated, and well to do man who always seemed to have control of everything around him. Kara liked that part best of all. Confidence is sexy and touched a part of her deep to her soul.

That afternoon she rode to his home in the limousine. She looked around at the grounds, the large castle like house, and liked the look of the place and the mood. The outside of the house was stone with ivy growing up the entire three story building. They walked up the granite steps, past the marble Lions to the door. As they stepped toward the door, it opened. An older woman in her 50’s opened the door. She was bare breasted, in a skirt that showed her bottom and a smile that was contagious; she asked if ‘Master’ would like her to take his coat.  Kara couldn’t help but smile and stare at this woman’s breasts. The woman then helped Kara with her wrap and disappeared into the closet with both. Kara didn’t say anything but looked at the ornate carving and woodwork. Phil continued into the living room lifting and ringing a small bell. He stopped only long enough to ring it and place it back before continuing on into the living room.

A woman entered from the open archway and stopped with a perfect pose and a smile. She also was bare breasted and wearing a skirt that showed her bare bottom. She had pierced nipples with little bells on that that rang as she walked. She was beautiful and looked like she was in her 40’s.

Yes master

Brandy please, Destiny, Phil looked at Kara and ask if she would like something.

Um ah well, Bran…..brandy would be nice…., Kara finally got out.

Brandy for The lady, Destiny, please.

Yes sir Destiny turned and walked to a table holding various carafes of different liquors, her little bells tickling the whole way.

Kara didn’t know what the matter with her was. She was speechless and couldn’t get a thought to process. This whole evening she has acted like an airhead. This man was intelligent, kind, generous, and very hansom. Then he asked her if she wanted a nightcap and someone agreed. It was her voice but it all seems like a dream. The week was all a dream. She was very ready to take this man to bed.

Anything you want to ask? Phil looked right at Kara. Kara’s eyes were wide with amazement and could only get out a um well…ah before Destiny first handed master his drink and then handed Kara hers. The little bells tickling the whole way. I um… I don’t know where to begin….um I’ve never seen anyone with bells on before, Kara managed to get out in a meek voice.

Yes they were a gift I gave to her for many years of service and I love the sound. With that he motioned for Destiny to stand closer and then Destiny dutifully bent at the hips with her bottom pointed to Kara. Phil diddled the bells and kissed Destiny deeply on the mouth and then suckled each breast and fingered the bells a few more times.

And the woman at the door?, Kara inquired.

She is Nana and is also a member of my household. She is a force of endearment here and she loves to work and feel needed. She is needed here and helps out in many ways, only one of the things she does is run this house. Phil explained like it was perfectly natural and waved his hand to encompass the room and presumable the house.

These women are servants then? Kara asked.

They care for my house and me yes. In that part they are the servants of the house and I am the master of this domain.

A twinge zipped through Kara like a tiny shock. She was excited. More excited then she has ever been.

Are there any others?  Here in the house? Kara asked with her eyes lowered in a meek voice.

Oh yes, in the London house I have Jules and his wife Elisabeth with 2 maids, Mimosa and Sol, in Nigeria I have 2 local woman, Lisa and Julia, Both are beautiful ebony goddesses, they are Mistresses for that house. I have a cook who travels with me and three maids here at this house. Phil paused and sipped his drink. Then of course are the grounds keepers, mechanic, and workmen and women who keep the estate working, But enough of that.

You’re excited. I can see. Phil told her. No, um no I , um ah well I no, Kara stuttered out. 

First in this house we are honest with each other.  We don’t lie to each other here. It seldom happens and it is punishable. Phil said in a matter of fact tone.

Punished? Kara’s voice quivered.

Stand and come to me, Phil instructed

Kara’s eyes started to fog a little and before she knew it she was standing in front of Phil. bend at the waist and place your hands on the table here. Phil pointed to a place at the far end of the table next to the back of his chair. That would make her stretch to put her hands where Phil told her to put her hands.

Destiny, the paddle, Phil directed. Paddle? Kara’s heart started to race. The bells sounds left and returned while Kara stretched across the table.

Raise your skirt above your bottom and place your hands back on the table.

Kara reached back in a daze and lifted her skirt then placed her hands back on the table. She felt hands on her bottom and wondered if they were Destiny’s or Phil’s. You lied to me. Are you ready for your punishment?, Phil asked. Yes sir Kara said in a meek voice. I can’t hear you., Phil said, louder!

YES SIR!, Kara said in a louder voice.

THEWACK! Kara was shocked at the sound and the pain. It was not a hard strike but it had a sting to it. I am called Master here, Phil said. And another strike bit her tender flesh THEWACK. ahhh Kara cried out.

THEWACK! Then another strike and another! THEWACK!

Her bottom stings and she is whimpering. Are you excited?, Phil asked again. yes sir, um Master, Kara replied between whimpers.

Rise up and look at me.

Kara lifted herself off the table and stood before him.

Remove your top. Destiny help her., Phil instructed. Destiny and her bells started to help her remove her blouse and then her bra. Destiny took the articles and folded them before placing them in the table. Destiny returned to Kara and caressed her breasts to fully erect.  

You are free to stop any time and walk out the door. I will have someone take you home anytime you want. Remove your skirt. Phil said looking her in her water filled eyes. Kara blinked and felt her hands move to her zipper without her even thinking about it. Her tears rolled down her face and Destiny helped her off with the skirt. The servant folded the skirt and returned to her side.

Panties too!. Phil said. Kara slowly removed her panties and Destiny took those too but she didn’t place them on the table. They were soaked with Kara’s juices.

I want you to show me what you want. Pull that chair closer and sit in it with your legs up., Phil instructed Kara. After the chair was moved Kara sat in the chair and lifted her knees up. She placed her bare feet in the corners of the chair and settled in a comfortable position. Phil was just a few feet from her sex and watched closely.

Kara moved her fingers to the lips of her vagina and started to stroke herself. She was embarrassed and frightened a little, but more turned on then anything. Destiny watched her play with her inner lips and move the clit around but did not touch it. Kara placed two fingers on each side of her clit and pulled back the hood, moving it up and down but still didn’t touch her clit.  Destiny stepped in front of her and fell before her with her mouth and began licking the lips. First the outer lips, then the inner.   Kara was moist.  Destiny! Did I tell you to eat her? I wanted to find out what SHE liked., Phil seemed slightly miffed. Destiny stood and knelled before Phil with her head close to the floor. "Sorry master, I submit for punishment. And with a smile on her face she looked like she was looking forward to