Story: Natural Submissive

Mark knew that the new girl in the office was a submissive long before she did.  Submissive girls give off clear signals without even knowing it, particularly when they are attracted to someone, and she had been unable to take her eyes off him all day.  He’d seen her looking up at him, then casting her eyes down when he noticed.   He’d seen her body language, all turned inwards to take up less room yet clearly offering her wrists and neck to his dominance, touching them unconsciously to draw his attention.

At lunch, he accompanied her on a walk, on the pretence of showing her a particular local café, and when they were alone in a public park, he stood in front of her and said, “You’re a pretty bitch, aren’t you?”

Her face coloured with shock but she said, “Yes.”

“Call me Sir,” he told her, pushing further.

“Yes, Sir,” she said.

“Show me your cunt and tits, pretty bitch,” he said.  He didn’t know her name and he didn’t care.  He knew she would do it, even though they were in a public park.  And she did – clearly not quite understanding *why* she did, clearly humiliated by what she was doing, but not really considering that she might not or that she could say no.  He had told her to expose herself, and so she was taking off her shirt and bra, and sliding her panties down her long, perfectly shaped legs. There were other people in the park – people who could see her undressing – and yet the idea of disobeying didn’t present itself to her. 

Soon she was naked but for her skirt bunched around her waist, held up by her hands to give him a good look at her puffy shaved pussy.  Her nipples were hard and her face was flushed with a delicious mix of degradation and arousal.  He reached out to touch her labia, and found them wet with slippery cunt honey.  She made a small, involuntary moan. 

“Are you on the pill, bitch?” he asked.  Her eyes went wide with fear, and she shook her head frantically, but she made no move to cover herself.  He didn’t intend to impregnate her, but he needed her to understand that she would obey him even if it meant making her pregnant and turning her young life into a trainwreck. 

“Turn around, bend over the bench, and present your ass and cunt,” he told her.   

She was scared now, deeply nervous, but she obeyed, as she was born to do, as some part of her inside *needed* to do.  People in the park were looking at her now.  Some were taking photos.  She was trying to pretend they weren’t there, trying to pretend that her cunt wasn’t literally dripping juices down her legs from the arousal of her humiliation. 

He stood behind her a long time, letting her wait, letting her imagine, letting her think about the idea of being fucked and impregnated in public just because she was the sort of submissive slut who couldn’t say no.  He waited until she started mewling pathetically with need and wiggling her ass slightly, trying to prompt him into using her. 

Then he extracted a long silver chain with a clamp on one end from his pocket.  He wrapped one end of the chain around his hand, and then reached between her legs and swiftly clipped the clamp onto her clitoris.  It wasn’t the tightest clamp in his collection but she still squealed and jumped upright.  He grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her back down. 

“You are going to belong to me,” he said.  “That clamp on your slutty clit is your leash.  You can reach down and take it off at any time, and at that point I’m going to walk away from you and never look back, and you won’t see me again.   You don’t deserve to be fucked here and now – that’s a privilege – but if you leave that clamp on your clitoris, no matter how it hurts, and submit to being led from this park by your cunt on a leash, and get into my car, then you will belong to me, and I will keep you in a cage, and eventually you will *earn* the privilege of being fucked.  Do you understand, bitch?” 

There was a long silence as he held her hair, bent over, her cunt wet and her tits hanging out.  Then she nodded. 

“Good bitch,” he told her.   “Stand.” 

She did.  He looked at her.  He looked at her hands.  She was clearly in pain, but she made no move to remove the clamp on her clitoris.  She looked at him, her eyes full of excitement and adoration and arousal. 

“Good bitch,” he told her again.  He tugged on her leash, making her squeal and take a step forward, and then he turned, and began to lead his new slave from the park…

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