Lacy A fantasy or a wish come true?
written by:
abc4sharing

Lacy A Fantasy or A Wish?

This story is written for my biggest Fan. She always sends me encouragement and has shared a few words about dreams and fantasies of her own. So I hope she will forgive me taking the liberty of writing about her.

Lacy was bored and sexually starved her husband was away again working as he seemed to have been since is promotion a couple of years ago. Until then together with her husband she had enjoyed a very active if traditional sex life, nothing extreme just lots of enjoyable nights together. Now however he was away nearly every week and when he was home often too tired to make love to her, the reason for her seeking out and reading erotic stories in the first place to satisfy a growing need for satisfaction and to ease her growing frustrations.

, That evening Lacy was sat at her computer the screen had gone blank while she had been dreaming of being the character in the latest story from one of her favourite authors on the Erotic Stories website. She had enjoyed a fantastic orgasm as she read his latest story in the Slut Wife category, He seemed to know her every dream and write about them all. She quickly wrote a short note to him telling him how much she enjoyed the story and closed her computer down before having a shower and going to bed for the night. As she slept she dreamt she met the author and he did the things he wrote about in his stories to her, sating her every need and lust.

After work the next day she turned her computer on to find a reply from the author thanking her for her comments and the feedback score she had left him, he also referred to her comment about wishing it was her and said it could be if you are brave enough to send me your phone number. The arrogance she thought, that I would put myself in his hands just like that, a total stranger. She started to reply and when she had written telling him exactly what she had thought of his message she read it and deleted it, entering instead just her Number. She looked at the screen for a few minutes and something inside her compelled her to press send. She sat back and her mind began to imagine what it would be like, was he good looking, as dominant as he appeared to be in his writing, would he do all the things he wrote about to her. Her main thought was would she go through with it if he did try to dominate and control her.

As she sat there she became more and more aroused thinking about it and found herself reaching between her legs to touch herself, gently touching her outer labia lips and feeling them open slowly as her arousal grew, she allowed her fingers to slide up to her slightly swollen clitoris and gently teased it. She was so aroused she needed to make herself orgasm, she rose from the chair and went to her bedroom, removing her clothes completely as she did so, her lithe body starting to glisten from beads of sweat caused by her internal heat, she lay on the bed, her legs bent and parted as if ready for him to take and gently caressed her nipples and pussy, her whole body needing to be taken by him. What would he do she thought, would he make her masturbate with a vibrator or use just her fingers, she decided if he was controlling her it would be her fingers only so he could watch as she did so. In her mind she could hear his voice telling her to play with and pinch her nipples which she did until she decided he would tell her to reach down and stroke her clitoris gently teasing it towards orgasm.

As her orgasm started to overcome her in her mind she heard him tell her to stop denying her the release she so craved, he would make her lie there exposed to his gaze, her cunt lips glistening with her juices, a cool breeze washing over the sensitive area causing her to twitch and look at him, her eyes pleading to be allowed to continue, he would ask her was she his nasty little slut to do as he wished with and she would say yes Master use me please let me cum, he would lean down and whisper in her ear cum slut and she would explode in orgasm which she did at just the thought of it, her body racked with spasm after spasm as she came so much harder than ever before when masturbating.

As she recovered Lacy shrugged off the thoughts believing the reality could never be as exciting and good as the fantasy, she would wait his reply but thought he would probably run a mile and never answer her, After all hadn't he told her he was married to the perfect submissive wife, what would he need from her in that case. Over the next few days she decided she had been right he was all stories and no reality, still it had been a nice fantasy while it lasted. About a week later her cell rang and when she answered it she heard a deep male voice say is that Lacy, she trembled as she realised who it was and stuttered out a feeble yes. She felt like a naughty schoolgirl who had been showing her knickers behind the bike shed and caught by the headmaster. She trembled as he went on to ask where she lived and against her normal judgment she told him, he also asked her real name which she divulged without thinking.

He then told her to pick up a ticket the following Friday from the airport he would pay for it and come to the destination where he would meet her and plan to stay a week at least. He also told her that if she changed her mind once there she could leave whenever she wished or stay as a friend. When the day arrived she went to the airport thinking it would be a hoax but to her surprise found there was indeed a ticket in her name waiting. The destination surprised her it was trans-Atlantic to Heathrow in England, somewhere she had never been before.

After a long and boring flight during which her nerves had at times made her want to turn around as soon as she landed and fly straight back Lacy found herself going through customs and into the arrivals lounge. As she scanned the people waiting there she saw a placard with her name on it. As she approached him she was disappointed in that he was only about 5ft 5 tall, a good 4 inches shorter than her he was also quite rotund again a disappointment as she had imagined him to be tall and distinguished. "Miss Lacy "He asked "Yes "She replied "Lord Jon sends his apologies miss, he was called to an urgent business meeting so he sent me to collect you, may I take your bags? My name is Eric and I am Lord Jon's driver" "This way miss" Lacy followed Eric to a gleaming luxury car where he opened the door for her to be seated before stowing her bags in the boot. As they drove from the airport Eric explained they were going to collect Lord Jon and then they would drive to his home. About 20 minutes later they arrived outside an office block in central London and Eric opened the door for Lacy to exit the car and lead her inside to a lift. When the lift arrived he told her "Lord Jon is waiting for you on the 10th floor". Lacy pressed the button for that floor and the lift began to move carrying her upwards towards the unknown.

When the lift arrived at the floor and the doors opened she was greeted by a tall distinguished man about 55 years of age with sandy coloured hair that was greying slightly on his temples, but what made the most impact were his eyes, a deep almost black blue colour with what appeared to be silver specks moving around inside them, they seemed to pierce her very soul and made her want him to touch her there and then. "Hello you must be Lacy" he greeted her "I am so glad you decided to come if only to meet you as a fan of my writing" "Come this way" and lead the way into a luxurious office. "Please take a seat we have much to discuss before we leave for home, did you have a good flight" Lacy realised she had not spoken since seeing him it seemed his voice was so commanding she was almost scared to answer him. God she thought I am acting like a scared schoolgirl on a first date. Hesitantly she replied "Yes Sir Jon it was fine and thank you for sending the ticket to me" "Please drop the Sir and call me Jon until we decide where we are going with this dream of yours then I shall tell you what to call me ok" Lacy relaxed a little and replied "yes Jon thank you" "That's better much less formal" "Now to business, you told me in your letters you often dreamt about being controlled and used by a Master where ever and whenever he wanted is that correct" "yes Jon " she said quietly almost a whisper.

"If we do this Lacy I will expect total obedience at all times or you will be punished, do you understand" Again she answered "Yes Jon" "OK you will use the word Catfish if something becomes too much for you, it will stop everything continuing apart from if I am fucking you which will continue until I cum OK" "yes" she again replied her mind in turmoil she wanted this but was afraid of what was to come and at the same time highly aroused his eyes and voice seemed to be touching her every sensitive sexual part driving her forward to becoming his slave, his toy, she had never wanted any man just fuck her like she did him at this moment. "Then from now on you will call me Master slut" "Lacy nearly had her first orgasm as he said it and meekly answered "Yes Master"

Quietly he told her to stand up and strip, his voice was so commanding she obeyed without hesitation quickly revealing her firm breasts and lithe body to his gaze, he looked her over and smiled when he saw her neatly trimmed triangle between her legs. "that will have to be removed later" he said "I like my sluts fully shaved" He rose from his chair and came round behind her telling her to turn around so he could look at all of her body. Suddenly he gripped her shoulders and spun her round pushing her face down over his leather desk, she heard his zipper being undone and her legs were pushed apart and she felt his hard cock being driven into her very wet and willing cunt, causing her to orgasm as he did so . To Lacy he felt huge, bigger than any man she had made love to before and she could feel him stretching her wide as he pounded her spasming pussy causing some pain alongside the exquisite pleasure he was giving her. As he pounded her hard her nipples were forced against the rough leather top on his desk, the friction causing them to become a little sore but to grow and swell as she had never experienced before. Her world became a blur of orgasmic delight and all she could think of was why she hadn't tried this before, why had she only dreamed of it. She wanted this to never end, to remain impaled by this strong dominant man forever, taking his cock inside her whenever he wished; she knew she was his for as long as he wanted her. For the next 20 minutes or so she had orgasm after orgasm as he used her with no thought for her comfort just his own need to plant his seed inside her, at last she felt him swelling and he pounded harder on her poor used body, then she felt the hot forceful jets of his sperm flooding her needy body.

As his hardness began to soften he withdrew and commanded her to clean his cock of their combined juices, to Lacy at that point it tasted like pure heaven as she left no part untouched by her ravenous tongue. Once she had finished he told her to stand and pick up her clothes and while she was doing this he reached in one of his desk drawers and withdrew a silver collar and chain which he snapped around her neck, tugging gently on the chain he led her naked to the elevator and they descended to the car park where Eric was waiting for them. "Good evening Sir Jon and miss Lacy" he greeted "Eric she is no longer miss Lacy she is now to be called slut until further notice" "Very good Sir" Eric replied and closed the door after they had entered. Lacy was told to sit on the floor in front of his seat so she didn't mark the seats with the cum leaking from her open vagina. After about 20 minutes Eric pulled the car over and opened the door, as she was lead out by her chain Lacy saw they were in a wooded picnic area with a few people off in the distance. Sir Jon led her over to a nearby table and told her to lay on her back on it.

Once she was positioned as he instructed he parted her legs and placed them over his shoulders and once again entered her, plunging deep inside and as before using her for his relief uncaring it seemed of her comfort or feelings. She knew it was what she had always dreamed about a strong man making her his, he would fuck her how and when he wanted and she would enjoy it, even to love the way she was used and treated by him. She was so turned on by this fantasy come true she was in a state of continuous orgasm while he fucked her and oblivious to the people who had seen what was happening and come closer to view her debasement. Once he had again flooded her greedy pussy with what seemed to be gallons of cum she felt him withdrawing from her dragging her cunt lips outwards where she was clinging to him. She had a feeling of emptiness which soon passed as she felt another cock pushing into her, looking down she saw it was Eric enjoying her young body while her Master watched.

While Eric was enjoying the feel of her well used cum filled pussy others started to gather round and Lacy started to wonder, would Sir Jon let them use her as well, would she use her safe word when she felt Eric was about to cum to stop it going further. These thoughts were interrupted when she heard her Master say "sorry guys she isn't going to be fucked anymore today but you can cum over her if you want. Decorate her body with cum as befits a slutwife" His words caused her to orgasm again, yes she was a slutwife available to all he allowed to use her, how many would it be she wondered or would it just be him and Eric. What about his wife where was he going to take her surely not to his home. As she lay there with Eric fucking her she felt jets of com from the men stood masturbating around her landing on her body, face and hair. Now she knew she looked like a slutwife, what would her husband say if he saw her now? She felt Eric speed up and start to swell inside her and the thought she was about to have a second new man's seed in her sent her over the top, crying out she shouted "Yes Fuck me, cum in me, flood my slut cunt, I am a worthless slutwife". To the men looking on it looked as if she was having convulsions as a huge orgasm tore through her body turning her into little more than a boneless entity that was focused on what was happening between her legs.

When she came out of her stupor Master pulled her up and lead her by the chain back to the car where once again she was made to sit on the floor, her cum covered body forbidden from the upholstery. They drove for about an hour and after a short period where the car was travelling up what appeared to be a gravel drive stopped and the door was opened. Lacy was lead towards a large secluded house and as they approached the door was opened by a naked woman who bowed and said "Welcome home Lord Jon". They entered the house and as they moved along the passageway Lacy saw a tall elegant woman about the same age as Lord Jon coming towards them, as she approached Lacy gasped when she realised the gown the woman was wearing was designed to show her tits and cunt for all to see and that both were decorated with jewelled rings, the ones in her cuntlips locked together with a golden padlock behind which Lacy could see there was something filling her pussy. Lord Jon introduced her "slut this is my wife Lady Sasha, as you can see she is also a sex slave, the difference being she is for my personal use only. You will have noticed the maid earlier is also naked; all females in this house are for sex as well as whatever other duties they may perform. You however are here as a sex toy for me and will do whatever I wish when and with whoever I choose" "We will talk more about it tomorrow and discuss any limits you may have which is why you were only fucked today" "Follow me" Lady Sasha said and lead the way upstairs to a huge bedroom that was filled with all sorts of items that were obviously for restraint and sexual purposes.

Once the door was closed Lady Sasha took Lacy in her arms and started to kiss her tenderly and stroke her cum covered body. She let her hands wander until they found their way between Lacy's legs and started teasing her clitoris before one darted briefly inside her. Lacy gasped as she had never had a woman do this to her before and it felt so good, so gentle and exactly as she would touch herself. Before she realised it she was lying on the bed and Lady Sasha was sucking the cum from her breasts and fingering her pussy with at least 3 fingers. Her arousal growing again Lacy felt Lady Sasha sliding down her body until she felt the soft touch of her tongue on her swollen pussy lips, causing her to moan in pleasure, then she felt suction as Lady Sasha greedily sucked the cum from her gaping pussy. A few minutes later she raised her head and Lacy could see the cum on her face as she said "I love eating my Jon's cum from other women, it tastes so good.

Lacy was highly aroused by this and desperately wanted to force Lady Sasha back to her pussy but as she was told she was to obey all others here she refrained and instead asked "Don't you mind your husband having other women as sex slaves". Lady Sasha laughed and replied"No my dear, you see I am his first slave and get to do as I wish with the rest of you and believe me my Jon is too much for one girl to satisfy, He has slowed down a little now he is over 50 but he will still fuck and cum 8 to 10 times a day. So you see he is a perfect Master for someone like yourself who is new to this" "And now I think your pussy wants me to carry on" and with that she dived back between Lacy's legs her tongue delving deep inside her pussy in search of cum, this caused Lacy to squirm as her arousal grew, she had never imagined a woman making love to her could feel this good. Lady Sasha continued to lick and suck at Lacy's sweet juicy pussy until she made her orgasm, it was unlike any other she had experienced, much gentler but at the same time deeply satisfying, she continued to eat Lacy until she came down from her orgasmic height and started to feel tender, it was as if she knew exactly when to stop. "Now my dear she said a shower and bed for you, I know Jon has plans for you tomorrow and you will need all your strength for them.

This is part one of the story and if the lady I have written it for approves I will continue for her.