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I awoke next to him. He looked so peaceful and content. I wondered what he was thinking or what he was dreaming about, but it seemed like a pleasant dream because he had a ghost of a smile. His eyes were still closed as he reached for me and pulled me close to him. I took in his scent, and once again it intoxicated me. He slowly opened his eyes.

"Good morning darling." He sounded so sexy when he was half-asleep.

I snuggled up to him and put my arms around his waist. He kissed my forehead.

Good morning." I said.

We just laid there in bed for a long time and then I started to kiss his chest making my way to his cock and taking it in my mouth making him stand at full attention. He had the largest cock I had ever seen and as I took it in my mouth, I could hear him sigh as I teased the head of it with my tongue. He twitched at the sensations I was going him as I started to stroke and suck it. I released my mouth and moved down to his balls taking each one and sucking it and then I worked my tongue down the middle of his ballsack and up the shaft of his cock, making him twitch some more. It was obvious he was enjoying the sensation.

"You're being a dirty little slut this morning." He said.

And then he grabbed me and pulled me up to where I was looking in his eyes. He kissed me as the head of his cock once again teased the opening of my wet cunt. I wanted to just sit down on it but he wouldn't let me.

"I want to hear you beg for it you little slut."

I was aching to fuck him again so I pleaded.

"Please fuck me Smith." I cried.

He looked into my eyes. He didn't look convinced.

"Hmm ... I don't believe you. You just don't sound needy enough."

I wanted to feel him inside of me badly. I was on the verge of tears.

"Please I want to feel you inside me."

"Who do you belong to?"

"You."

"And who are you to me?"

"I'm your little slut."

"Good girl."

He slid his hard cock inside of me and I started to ride him. My hips moved as I grinded into him and he was filling every inch of me as I moaned. He took one of my nipples and put it in his mouth, sending more waves of electricity through my whole body. He licked and sucked at it and then he bit down making me come.

"Ah yes...my little slut...come on my nice hard cock!"

I came over and over again as he grabbed my hips and matched every movement. He pulled me off of him and turned me over, making me get on all fours. He shoved his cock in me again making me come once more. His thrusts were slow at first and then he gained speed, all the while fucking me harder and deeper. I grabbed the bedpost with both hands as he continued fucking me from behind. I could feel sweat dripping down my face as we moved. I could also feel his heat as his skin was getting moist from all the heat were generating. And then he came inside me again, I could feel his cock twitching and the twitching made me come again, he let out what sounded animalistic as he spasmed inside me. We both fell into a heap of wet quivering hot flesh. He wrapped his arms around me even though we dripping in sweat. He held me for the longest time and I could tell he was pleased.

"That's my good little girl." He said as he kissed my cheek.

"I should get home." I said.

And then he rolled me over on my back.

"Actually you are home Amanda."

"What?" I was confused.

"While you and I got to know each other, I took the liberty of sending for your things."

"But why?"

"I couldn't bear the thought of you living in that cramped little studio apartment my dear."

I was in shock as he continued to speak.

"Besides, you belong to me now Amanda. Especially since you gave yourself to me of your own free will."

I looked into his eyes and there was no denying that I belonged to him.

"Now there are some things we need to take care of today, but first we need to take a shower."

He got up out of bed and I followed him to the bathroom. His naked body was perfect as he stepped into a large double headed shower with a sliding glass door. I stepped inside with him and I watched as the warm water ran over his body making him wet. He closed his eyes and let the water get his hair wet and then he opened his eyes again, this time looking at me. He pulled me close kissing me again as the water ran down both of our bodies. He took a bar of soap and slowly started to lather my body. the sensation I was feeling was erotic as his fingers massaged every muscle in my body. I took the soap from him and did the same thing, touching every inch of him and feeling every muscle. I noticed he was hard again. He backed me up against the shower wall and hoisted me up on his cock again.

"I want to feel you come again." He whispered into my ear.

He slowly slid his cock in and out of me again and again making me come over and over. I sighed in pleasure as he fucked me slowly. I almost felt dizzy with the sensation of his hard cock and the water running over us but it felt so good, I didn't want for it to end. Without warning he stopped when I came one last time and he pulled himself out of me.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Don't worry about me." He said with a smile. "There will be plenty of time for that later."

And then he slapped my ass. The combination of the water, his hand and the beating I had gotten before made for an interesting sensation.

"I think we better get going." He said.

"When you took the liberty of having my things sent, did you also send for my clothes too?" I asked him.

"No, I had them leave those behind. Besides, they really aren't your style."

"What am I going to wear?"

He pointed to a door.

"In that closet you'll find clothes to your specifications as well as shoes and under garments."

I walked over to the door and I saw a suit similar to his, minus the white shirt and the tie. Instead of pants, there was a skirt that hit me a little above the knee. I also found a black bra with matching panties, garter belt and black stockings. He watched me as I slipped on the bra and then the garter belt and stockings, the panties would go on last (it wouldn't make sense for the panties to go on before the garter belt, especially if I had to pee later on). Smith excused himself to get dressed and left me to finish getting dressed myself. A few moments later he came back in fully dressed and inspected me by circling the room looking at me from every angle. He seemed pleased but I felt like something was missing and he noticed it too. He put his arms around me and then held me back at arms length.

"Very nice." He said.

"Well I feel kind of strange without make-up or my hair not being styled."

"Don't worry. That will be taken care of."

He took my hand and we made our way to the elevator down to the car. I took my seat next him and we started to drive to a salon. We got out and went inside. We were greeted by a man with a french accent. The man recognized him immediately.

"Ah Smith! How are you today?"

"Hello Merv. I am fine. I was wondering if you could do something with her." Referring to me.

Merv looked me up and down and motioned for me to follow him to a chair, Smith followed.

"How would you like for her to look?"

And then Smith looked at me as Merv shampooed my hair.

"How do you feel about getting a trim Amanda?" He asked me.

"I guess I'm fine with it." I told him.

And then Merv spoke.

"I think a nice layered cut with some copper red highlights will bring out your eyes."

"I agree." Smith said. "Do it."

Before I could say anything, Merv broke out the scissors and started chopping away at my hair. Piles of hair fell to the floor as the frenchman snipped away. When he was done I was surprised that I even had any hair left, but I looked in the mirror to see that Merv had transformed my hair into a cute shoulder-length bob making me look almost like Captain Janeway or Agent Scully. But Merv was not done yet, he still had to add the color. While Merv was wrapping my hair in tin foil, Smith just sat there looking amused at the site of me. It was only 30 minutes, but it seemed like an hour. Finally, the foil and the dye were removed and Merv styled my hair once again, only this time my hair was a bright copper red. Smith looked on. It seemed as if he were pleased with Merv's work. I didn't know what to think, it was different for me. When I was finished, Smith paid Merv and we exited the salon.

We then made our way to Nordstrom and come to find out, while I was getting my hair done he made an appointment at the MAC counter for me. We were greeted by a tall woman with long dark hair and full lips.

"Hello Smith." She said with a pleasant smile. It was obvious Smith was a very popular boy since everyone we met knew him by name.

"Hello Persephone." He was quite pleasant.

And then she looked at me.

"This must be the young lady you were telling me about."

I just stood there not saying a word.

"Yes. This is Amanda."

"Hello Amanda." Her smile was warm and non-threatening.

"Hello" I responded.

And then she turned to Smith.

"So what do you have in mind for our lady friend here?"

Smith looked at me for a long time.

"I was thinking that maybe you could do something to bring out those pretty eyes of hers."

Persephone looked at me and agreed with him.

"Yes her eyes are quite beautiful, I'll see what I can do."

Persephone matched foundations to me and started to blend them into my skin making it look like it had no flaws. She continued to do my face an then she thought for a moment.

"Ah, what to do with those eyes." She thought out loud.

And then it seemed like she had an ephiphany and told me to to close my eyes. I peeked in the mirror every once in awhile to see what she was doing and to be honest it didn't look half bad. When she was done. I looked in the mirror and I noticed my eyes were somewhat smoky and dark and my lips were a glossy brownish red. Smith looked on, he seemed pleased with my appearance. Persephone had put everything she used on me in a bag and started to ring it all up.

"Uh I don't think..."

Smith interrupted.

"Don't worry about it." And then he slapped his credit card on the counter for Persephone to process payment.

I protested, but he wouldn't hear it.

The slip printed out, he signed his name and handed me the bag of expensive make-up.

"But..." I started to say.

He put his finger to my lips and kissed me softly.

He inspected me one last time.

"Very nice, but there's one thing missing."

"What?"

He took something out of his left pocket. It looked like a small black leather collar. On the collar there was a small silver ring that one could hook a chain to. Smith stepped behind me and put it around my neck. It felt like it was made for me.

"How does that feel?" He asked.

"It feels fine." I said.

"Good."

And then he turned to face me, taking out of his breast pocket, what looked like a small silver chain with a clip at the end. He clipped it to the collar I wore and smiled at me.

"Now that looks better." He said.

Persephone nodded in agreement.

"She looks lovely." She said.

Some people were staring at us, but I didn't seem to care.

"Goodbye Persephone." Smith said.

Persephone smiled at us as Smith led me out on my chain.

"Have fun you two."

"Oh we will. Oh by the way, is there something you want to say to Persephone?"

"Thank you." I told her.

He pulled me close and kissed my forehead.

"Good girl."

And then he led me out by my chain.