Kinky Fuckery With The Outlaw

RULES
1. OBEY ME AT ALL TIMES. EVEN WHEN WE'RE NOT AT MY HOUSE. YOU BELONG TO ME.
2. NO OTHER RELATIONSHIPS AND NO SEEING ANYONE ELSE.
3. YOUR DAYS OFF ARE SUNDAY AND MONDAY. YOU WILL NOT BE EXPECTED TO BE MY SUBMISSIVE. I MAY ASK YOU TO BUT I WILL PAY EXTRA AND YOU CAN DECLINE MY OFFER ONLY ON THOSE DAYS.
4. I EXPECT YOU TO BE IN FULL UNIFORM AND WEAR WHAT I SAY IS APPROPRIATE WHEN OUT.
5. BE HONEST WITH ME AT ALL TIMES AND KEEP ME FULLY AWARE OF SICKNESS OR WHEN YOU ARE ON YOUR PERIODS.
6. DON'T LIE TO ME OR ELSE PUNISHMENT WILL BE NECESSARY.
7. DON'T ANSWER BACK AND ONLY SPEAK IF I ASKED A QUESTION OR YOU HAVE PERMISSION.
8. TELL ME IF YOU DON'T WISH TO COMPLETE A SEXUAL REQUEST E..G. ORAL SEX AND WE WILL WORK ON IT OR FIND A MIDDLE GROUND WE ARE BOTH HAPPY WITH.
9. I'LL PAY YOU BY THE HOUR. PAYMENT WILL BE CASH UNLESS YOU WANT OTHERWISE.
10. NO GOING INTO MY BEDROOM OR STUDIO WITHOUT PERMISSION OR UNLESS YOU ARE CLEANING THEN YOU ARE ALLOWED.
11. YOU WILL HAVE YOUR OWN ROOM FOR WHEN YOU'RE SLEEPING OVER. IT IS YOUR ROOM TO DO AS YOU WISH AND A PLACE FOR YOU TO RELAX OR GO TO AT ANYTIME YOU WANT SOME SPACE. I MAY NOT ENTER THAT ROOM UNLESS YOU ALLOW ME TO.
12. I WILL EXPECT YOU TO CLEAN, COOK AND LOOK AFTER THE HOUSE AS WELL.
13. I WILL NOT EXPECT YOU TO DO THE SHOPPING. I WILL DO THAT BUT IF YOU WANT A CERTAIN TIME THEN ASK ON WEDNESDAYS, THAT IS MY SHOPPING DAY.
14. I WILL PROVIDE YOU WITH CLOTHES AND UNDERWEAR IF AT ANYTIME YOU WANT ANYTHING JUST ASK!
15. I WILL BUY YOU STUFF AND YOU WILL EXCEPT IT.
16. WHEN I ASK SOMETHING OFF YOU THEN DO IT! I WILL NOT TELL YOU MORE THAN ONCE OR TWICE.
17. NO EYE CONTACT.
18. NO USE OF BAD LANGUAGE - PUNISHMENT SHALL BE GIVEN FOR EVERY WORD.
19. YOU WILL ADDRESS ME AS MASTER OR SIR AT ALL TIMES - I WILL PUNISH YOU IF YOU USE ASHLEY. - ON YOUR DAYS OFF YOU CAN CALL ME ASHLEY.
20. YOU WILL CLEAN AND TIDY YOUR ROOM AND I WILL INSPECT IT ONCE A WEEK - IF IT'S NOT CLEAN AND TO MY STANDARDS YOU SHALL BE PUNISHED UNTIL IT IS TIDY.
21. I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU AND BOOK APPOINTMENTS TO WAX BODY HAIR WHEN NEED TO.
22. DON'T MASTURBATE - PUNISHMENT IF YOU DO.
23. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO ORGASM WITHOUT MY SAY - PUNISHMENT WILL BE GIVEN IF YOU DO.
24. I WILL NOT HURT OR PUT YOU IN DANGEROUS SITUATIONS.
25. I WILL NOT SELL YOUR BODY TO ANYONE ELSE - YOU ARE MINE.
26. IF DURING ANYTIME YOU WANT TO STOP THEN USE THE SAFE WORD AND I'LL STOP IMMEDIATELY. - WE WILL DI CUSS YOUR SAFE WORD
27. ALSO IF I AM NEARING YOUR COMFORT ZONE THEN ANOTHER WORD SHALL BE USED BY YOU TO TELL ME - AGAIN WE WILL DISCUSS.
28. DON'T BE EMBARRASSED ABOUT ANYTHING. I'VE SEEN AND DONE IT ALL SO TELL ME AND WE CAN DEAL WITH IT.
29. YOU WILL NOT TELL ANYONE ANYTHING ABOUT THIS RELATIONSHIP - EXCEPT ANDY. AS FAR AS ANYONE IS CONCERNED ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER ONE OF MY GIRLS THAT I HAVE.
30. I CAN BE STRICT AT TIMES BUT I WILL HAVE A LAUGH AND MESS AROUND WITH YOU ON OCCASIONS SO THE RULES WILL BE BENT AROUND THESE SITUATIONS.
31. RELAX AND HAVE FUN.
32. REMEMBER YOU CAN WALK AWAY FROM THIS AT ANYTIME YOU WANT WITHOUT REASON BUT LET ME KNOW THAT IT IS TRUELY OVER. NO HARD FEELINGS. AND NEVER LET THIS EFFECT OUR RELATIONSHIP HAVEN. I LOVE HAVING YOU AS A FRIEND. WHAT WE DO AS DOMIANT AND SUBMISSIVE STAYS THAT WAY.

I finish reading the last of the rules Ashley has so kindly wrote out once we had been to get me put on birth control which I have to take every morning without fail.
"How that for you?" Ashley asks.
"Great. Thanks," I smile, folding it up and placing it in my pocket to refer to it later.
"Good. Any questions?"
"I don't think so."
"Alright if you have any then just ask. Go and get dressed then make us some dinner," Ashley tells me.
"You haven't shown me where my room is," I murmur quietly hoping I wasn't speaking out of turn.
"Oh right. Sorry I haven't. Come on follow me," Ashley stands to his feet, walking upstairs. Quickly I follow behind until he stops outside a door. "Remember what I said about your room?"
"That it's a place I can come to when I want some space and you can't enter without my permission but you can only come in once a week to do a room check."
"That's right. Now everything's in there waiting for you. I tried making it feel homely as possible. You have 5 minutes," he tells me, opening the door. "And keep this door open at all times."
"Why?"
"Because I said so. Now go," Ashley barks.
"Yes Sir," I mutter, quickly scurrying into my new room, which is similar to the one I have at Andy's house. He's really tried making it like my home. And it's just about the same space I have as well which helps with the whole homely situation. I notice that he's already laid out my maid outfit for me, which I quickly change into along with black heels and styling my hair to his standards as well as makeup. I don't see why he wants me perfect all the time but I guess that's what he likes.
Once finishing everything just in time, I hurry downstairs into the kitchen where Ashley is sat at the breakfast bar with his music book and pen.
"What would you like for dinner Master?" I address him right. I must remember to always refer to him as Master, or I'll end up messing up and calling him Ashley then having to take a punishment.
"Anything. Surprise me," Master replies once thinking it over for a few minutes.
I nod and head over to the fridge, looking at what I could cook up for him. Mexican chilli chicken with rice. Perfect. I have everything I need and it's something he loves. I'll cook that. I grab everything I need, placing it on the side and start making it.
"How about we do something with you hair baby girl? Like getting it all dyed a nice blonde and please Master," Master runs his fingers though my perfectly straightened hair. "You do want to please Master don't you?"
I bite my lip. I've always loved my hair exactly how it is, a dirty blonde giving me the look I love. But since he's put it like that it is my job to please him. "But I like my hair like it is Master," I play a uncertain card.
Ashley presses me close to him, running his hands up and down, getting closer and closer to where I'm begging he touches. "Hmm come on Haven. It's neither blonde or brown. Put it blonde."
"Will I be paying for it?" I ask hypnotized by his hands and what they're doing to my body, making me lose a little focus. But he will have to do better than that to make me lose my mind on what I want.
"Of course not. I'm paying."
I spoke too soon as his hand slips into my panties and rubs small circles on my clit. Making me lose track both mentally and physically.
"Get on with dinner darling. It's not going to cut itself," he chuckles darkly.
A small weak moan escapes my lips as I pick up the knife and continue preparing the meal.
"Good girl. Now what do you say?" he picks up the pace on my clit. "Be a good girl and put your hair blonde."
"Then what after that? You want me to have a boob job to make them bigger for you? Forget it Ash, I don't mind the clothes and looking a certain way for you but you are not changing me. You take me how I am or not at all," I throw the knife on the counter in temper and yank his hand out of my panties. It's my body and he can tell me how to dress, how to wear my hair and makeup but I'm not looking like a Barbie doll for him.
"Don't you even dare walk away from me," he snarls. "And don't you even dare stop me touching what is rightfully mine. Get here. Now!"
I bite my lip and slowly make my way over to him once again. "I'm sorry Master," I whisper.
"Too late for that. You have not only disobeyed me, you didn't even address me correctly but you also have stopped me touching what's mine and raise you voice at me," he grabs my hand, dragging me upstairs to his play room.
I bite my lip harder wondering how badly I'm going to get punished for this. Maybe I did step out of line a little and broke several rules. He drags me into the room, slapping the door behind me before letting go of my hand.
"Strip and get on your knees," he doesn't look at me.
I know he won't forgive me now and quickly obey, placing my clothes into a neat pile. I sit down on my knees, looking at my lap.
"Up," Ashley demands and I quickly scramble to my feet before he drags me over to a wooden X fixed to the wall. I must say that I didn't notice it before, must be a new thing. Ashley presses my back to it, before strapping each of my arms and legs to the X with thick leather straps, so I'm fully exposed to him.
"I'm so sorry Master," I murmur.
He slaps me hard across my stomach with his whip. "Speaking without permission. How many rules are you going to break today Haven?"
I groan softly.
The whip comes down on my stomach again, harder than the last. So much for not hurting me but I guess I deserve it. Wait?! We haven't got a safe word. At the beginning he said it was red or something like that but he said that we would discuss a new safe word. I guess I'll have to use that one. But I'm not going to risk talking and breaking the rule again. I bite my lip hard as the whip comes into contact with my thigh. His hits vary from on my stomach to my thigh, occasionally hitting my clit. I yelp and attempt to break free but the restraints don't budge.
"No use trying to get free Princess," Master chuckles darkly.
"Please! I'm sorry I won't do it again," I plead pathetically.
"Won't do what again?" another whip comes into contact with my stomach. "Talk? Well you just have! You just won't learn will you."
I bite my lip and close my eyes. I can already feel the bruises forming and with the constant whipping its going to hurt a whole lot more. Use the safe word! No! I can't I have to put up with some pain and I don't think Master would be too happy with me safe wording him now. This relationship as more or less just started.
"Fuck! Ashley!" I growl as he hits harder. How much harder can he get?! Shit! I used his name.
"What did you just call me? he snarls, whipping HARD across my full stomach.
I scream in pain, tugging furiously at the restraints. Fucker!
"I'm sorry," I cry out. "I'm sorry!"
"Hmm sure you are. What's this Haven?"
I slowly look up at what he's holding in front of my face.
"A riding crop Master," I recognise it from images on the internet.
"That's right and it goes here," he shoves it into me with a little force. A small moan releases itself from my mouth.
"Oh you like this now, hmm?" he thrusts it faster.
I throw my head back, moaning with pure pleasure, my hips flexing a little in time. Suddenly I gasp in pain as I feel my back being yanked to the wooden X and notice Ashley has managed to tie another leather strap, with one hand.
"There you go," he tightens it, pressing me closer.
I whine a little as he thrusts the riding crop faster against my spot, trying to move my hips up.
"Hmmm you really have no idea how beautiful you look right now," Ashley pulls the riding crop out leaving me close to the edge.
I whimper at the lose of contact.
"Punishment babe. Sorry but your not going to come," Ashley unties each strap. "You do have some amazing bruises. I suggest no shorts for the next few days."
I groan and fall into his arms as he releases the last of the straps. My legs weaken beneath me.
"What do you say?" Ashley commands.
"Sorry for disobedient Master."
"Kiss," Ashley points to his cheek.
I lightly peck it.
"Good girl," he praises. "Get dressed and go finish making dinner."
"Yes Master," I scramble to where my clothes lie and quickly slip them on.
5 minutes later Ashley joins me downstairs and head straight to the fridge and cupboards getting out some ingredients out. What is he doing? I glance over, watching every now and again to see what it is he's making.
"You like crème brulee? Don't you?" Ashley asks.
"I love it," I smile.
"Good," Ashley turns his attention back to the desert.
"Master?" I bite my lip.
"Yes?"
"What is the safe word? It says on the contract that we will discuss it but we haven't yet," I murmur off.
"Hmmm what word do you want to use? Pick something that you would be able to remember and keep it short. Shorter the better."
"How about Outlaw?"
Ashley chuckles. "Sure if your going to remember it."
"I will."

After dinner I clear the dishes away while Ashley goes into the living room to watch wrestling, knowing him. Once I finish I head into the living room, standing and waiting for permission to come in and sit down. It's another thing I've read on the internet about the BDSM relationship.
"Master?" I bite my lip.
"Yes darling?" he turns his attention from the TV.
"I've finished the dishes. Is there anything else you want me to do?" I ask.
"No but you can come and sit with me if you wish," Ashley gives me a choice. I walk over and slowly sit next to him before he pulls me down so my head is on his lap. The adverts come on giving me chance to be able to talk to him.
"Master?"
"Yes?" his fingers run soothingly through my hair.
"I want to get my hair put blonde," I bite my lip more. I've been thinking about it a lot while washing and tiding up, it certainly would make it a whole better having it one colour instead of looking messy like it does now, but if anything I would of chosen a light brown. But with Master, I don't think I would be allowed, he prefers blondes, occasionally he will do a brunette. And going brown really wasn't the choice and I want to please him. Hmm maybe I'll get a reward out of this, it certainly would make a difference instead off being punished.
Master smiles. "Good girl I'll book you in tomorrow."
I smile a little, knowing I've pleased him. But I don't want him to think he can do this to me every time he asks me to change something about myself to his standards. Especially not a boob job, there is no way in hell I am going through that. He can do whatever he wants to me punishment wise, I will stick my ground on that one.
"Come and sit on my lap," Ashley pats his legs.
I sit up and crawl onto his lap, straddling his waist. I bite my lip as he runs his hands down my body.
"Wait a minute, I think I have someone who can do it for a small cost," Ashley whips his phone out, scrolling through the contacts. He presses the call button, putting the phone to his ear.
"Hey darlin'," Ash smiles. "I've got a favour to ask of you.......... I have a submissive again so no," he chuckles.
I watch him as he listens to whoever he's talking to. I'm not going to attempt to move closer so I can listen in, chances are I'll get punished.
"Yeah... Hmm.... She needs her hair dying. Can you do it for me? ..... How much? ....... Come on you know I can't do that. I have a submissive, you know the rules... I'll take you out for a drink sometime, how about that? Happy? ..... Good. I'll text you the details when I'm free. So when can you do it? ............. Now? That's great. Yeah I'll see you then," Ashley hangs up.
I bite my lip wondering who that was he was talking to. More than a friend by the sound of it.
"Go brush your hair and get changed into some old stuff. Root through my stuff if you want. You have 5 minutes before she gets here," Ashley lightly taps my hips.
"Yes Sir," I quickly run upstairs into his bedroom. I search through the draws to find an old t shirt and sweatpants then head into my room.
The doorbell rings and Ashley calls out, he'll get it. I finish running the brush through my hair and walks back downstairs, into the kitchen where Ashley and his friend Dana, who is or was one of his 'girls'. I've seen her a few times, Ash sometimes brought her to the studio and she's been around his place on more than one occasion.
"Oh hey. It's Haven, right?" she smiles.
"Yeah," I smile back.
She turns her attention to Ashley. "So what is it you're wanting me to do?"
"Can you do her whole hair blonde, maybe a shade lighter that it is now and a few highlights or something. And maybe a trim or something but I don't want to lose the shape it already is now," Ashley explains what he's wanting.
I watch in amazement, he certainly knows what he wants.
"M-Master?" I whisper quietly unsure if whether or not I'm allowed to talk at this moment. This is it, my last and only chance to see if I can get it brown or any other colour instead of fully blonde. I wouldn't mind if it was a near straight match as the colour it is now, but he's wanting the whole works, lighter, highlights, etc. That's taking away from who I am personally, like the boob job will.
"Yes darling?"
They both turn their attention to me.
"I was wondering.... Could I do it all brown instead? I mean I don't think I can do it all blonde," I chew the inside of my mouth, unsure of his reaction.
"I think Haven's right, Ashley. Not a lot of people can pull off a full blonde look and from what I've seen of her she's definitely won't," Dana tells him.
"Then what do you suggest?" he asks her.
I'm thankful that Dana agrees with me on this one. I mean she is a professional hairdresser so she'll know what she's doing.
"Well if your wanting her to keep some blonde then go for top half blonde and bottom brown. Then at least she won't be fully blonde but she will still have some in there. "Yeah go for that," Ashley agrees after a moment thinking about it. "Alright then. Haven can you sit down please," she points to one of Ashley's chairs. "Okay," I murmur, taking the seat. "Aright you two I'm of out for an hour. Dana your in charge, don't listen to Haven about what she wants. Haven be good and behave yourself," Ashley grabs his wallet and keys from the side, pecking my lips. "Thanks for doing this Dana," he gives her a hug and a peck on the cheek. Finally two and a half hours later and my hair is done. We spent the first hour in silence until Dana broke it and we got chatting about various topics. One of them was Ashley, she's been giving me a load of advice and tips about being a submissive. Also a little on what he likes in bed, along with how to get him to come first, etc... Dana just finishes clearing away when the door opens. "I'm home," Master calls causing both his dogs to go up running to the door to greet him. Moments later he walks into the kitchen. "What do you think Ash?" Dana asks. Ashley looks over to me, smiling a little. "Its amazing. Thanks Dana," Ashley runs his fingers through my newly coloured blonde and light brown hair. She's blended it in well so it's not so much two block colours and she's kept the style of my hair, adding a few layers and what not to it. "What do you think?" "I love it." "That makes two of us. I'll send you a text when I'm free for that drink. It might be tomorrow if my schedule stays clear," he tells her. "Alright then. I'll see you later. I'm meeting someone later," she smiles. "Catch you around Haven." "See you later. Thanks for doing my hair," I quickly thank her before she leaves. "No problem." "I'll see Dana out. Haven get me a glass of whiskey and then get changed," Master tells me "Yes Master," I head for the stairs. "In the order I told you." "Yes Master," I murmur, heading back into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of his favourite whiskey and pour him a glass. Once I place it on the side, I run upstairs into my room getting changed into my maids outfit. As I strip, I decide to run a bath to get rid of the hairs from my body, one of the reasons why I tend not to get my hair cute. No matter how much you try to stop it from happening, a few hairs always manage to slide down on the bare skin of my back. I pour some bubbles in and finish removing my clothes, and climb into the warm water. His bathroom is huge with two sinks since he nearly always has company over, with cupboards either side for various bathroom objects. The bathtub easily can fit two people in with space to be able to move around. The walk in shower over into the corner of the bathroom. I grab a hair tie from the side of the tub, probably Ashley's which he uses when he baths, and tie my newly dyed hair into a bun. My back slides down as I drown myself up to my neck in bubbles and hot water. "Haven," someone gasps and grabs my shoulders. I scream and jolt up. Ashley. Just as I was nearly going to sleep as well. "Yes?" "That's not what I asked you to do, was it?" Shit! "N-No. Sorry Master," I bite my lip, looking down. He chuckles. "Don't sweat it babe. This is a better idea than what I had in my mind," he strips in front of me, sliding into the tub. "Had fun in Dana?" "It was alright." "I guess I owe you for allowing me to get your hair dyed, huh?" he asks, pulling me onto his lap. I bite my lip as he runs his hands down my body and gently rubs my clit. "You know it looking much better like that," he goes in and attacks my neck with small kisses. "Hands on the edge." I lean in closer, pressing my hands behind him on the edge of the tub. The pace on my clit quickens and I arch my back, moaning in pleasure. "Oh God, Haven are you always this ready for me?" his fingers push into my. I bury my head into the side of his neck, moaning out, my hips thrusting in time with his fingers. "Someone's getting a little greedy," Master growls, thrusting another into me. "M-Master," I groan loudly. Master forcefully grabs my neck with his other hand, lifting my head up so we're eye to eye. "I want to see your helpless little face when I fuck you, understand?" "Yes Master," I gasp as his grip tightens. "Don't worry I won't hurt you," he reassures me, but I'm not so sure.. He slides another two fingers in, one at a time, so his whole hand is pumping inside me. My grip on the bathtub tightens as I let out a weak moan/ groan. "Grip my arms Haven. Grip them as hard as you want," he commands. "Show me what I'm doing to you." Quickly I change the grip to his arms, my nails digging into his skin as he chokes me. More moans escapes my mouth as his speed increases as he hits my spot perfectly. Fuck! Who knew that his is such a turn on! The familiar feeling in the bottom of my stomach ignites. All I can do is warn him with a loud moan as I come violently around his hand, my nails sinking further into his skin on the edge of piercing it. Master lets go of the grip on my neck and removes his hand from deep inside me. My whole body still shaking as I fall onto his chest. My breathing heavy and irregular. "Hmm you like that one Kitten?" Ashley chuckles.

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