The Lap Dog

It was my mother's fiftieth birthday party and I attended out of a sense of duty. Sure it was nice to catch up with my cousins, aunts, uncles and some of Mum's old friends but I had recently been divorced and really didn't feel like a 'chatty' afternoon tea.

However things changed for the better when Sandra arrived. Sandra was an old work friend of Mum's whose name I had heard mentioned a few times over the years but I had never met. Wow! Sandra was in her early forties but looked about mid thirties. What a stunner! Great body, attractive face, lovely short blonde hair and what a smile. Apparently Sandra had been living interstate for a few years but was now back in her hometown, and, like myself, divorced.

I couldn't take my eyes off her and she caught me staring at her a few times during the afternoon. I didn't get much of a chance to talk with her as I was busy handing out the drinks, and did Sandra like the odd drink or three, Kalua and cream obviously a favorite with this stunning lady.

The afternoon fortunately passed pretty quickly and it was time to go home to my lonely apartment. Then fate intervened.

"Ron, would you mind giving Sandra a lift home?" my Mum asked.

"Sure, no problem, I'd be glad to." I replied. "I'm in no rush to get home."

"Thanks Ron, I'd really appreciate it, I think I've had a bit too much to drink to risk driving." Sandra smiled at me and a tingle of excitement went through my body.

We said our good-byes and left, Sandra gave me directions to get to her home in a pretty posh part of town.

As I drove we chatted away about my Mum and the party.

I was taken by surprise and lost for words when Sandra put a hand on my thigh and said, "You couldn't take your eyes off me all afternoon could you Ron? Do you find me attractive?"

"Gosh you're very direct aren't you Sandra," I spluttered, trying in vain to think of a smart answer.

"Yes, I can be very direct when I want to be Ron, now answer my question please, do you find me attractive?"

I decided that honesty was the best policy. "Yes I do find you very attractive Sandra, you were a breath of fresh air at the party. Not only are you good looking but you've got a great personality too." There I'd said it.

"Thank you for being honest Ron," Sandra replied, her hand remaining on my thigh, "My ego has taken a bashing recently and it needed a boost. You really meant what you said didn't you?"

"Yes I did Sandra. I felt that such a direct question required a direct answer." I said as my mind raced, where was all this leading?

I was soon to find out as Sandra directed me down side streets to her apartment building.

"Like to come up for a coffee?" Sandra asked with a smile that told me she knew what my answer would be.

My answer was to leap from the car, run around to her door which I opened and assisted her out onto the pavement.

"My, a gentleman too! Come on let's get upstairs." Sandra took me by the arm for a bit of support and we walked inside to the lift. As we rode up to the penthouse suite in silence, Sandra leant on me as the alcohol made her a little unsteady on her feet. Her dress had fallen away from her breasts and as I looked down at her I could see a generous amount of cleavage.

"Enjoying the view Ron?" Sandra asked with a giggle.

"Well, the valley looks nice but I can't see as much of the hills as I'd like too." Was my smart arse reply. "You're a teaser aren't you Sandra, and you know what happens to teasers don't you? They get spanked!"

"Spanked!" Sandra sounded a bit astounded; it was my turn to shock her. "You wouldn't dare!"

As she said that the lift stopped and the door opened. I noted to myself that she had virtually dared me to spank her. This evening was looking most promising.

Sandra unlocked and showed me into the plush living room. "Take a seat Ron, I'll be right back after I freshen up a bit."

I sat on the couch wondering how the evening would proceed. It wasn't long before Sandra returned, still wearing the outfit she had worn to the party. She sat down opposite me in a striped armchair and smiled that lovely smile at me.

"Ron, do you know what a lap dog is?" she asked.

"A lap dog?" Again I was spluttering as Sandra took me by surprise.

"Yes Ron, a lap dog, do you know what a lap dog is?"

Trying to choose my words carefully I said, "Well, I believe that some lonely ladies have been known to use the tongues of small dogs for sexual pleasure. Is that right Sandra?"

Sandra leaned forward showing some more cleavage as her dress fell away from her magnificent breasts. "I believe your spot on with that answer Ron. Would you like to be my lap dog?"

As Sandra asked the question in one motion she spread her legs and lifted her dress to her waist. She had removed her panties when we arrived and was nude underneath the dress!

My eyes fixed on her lovely pussy, I replied, "Woof, woof!"

"Very good answer Ron," Sandra said with a laugh, "Come here boy!"

I grinned and fell of the couch onto my hands and knees. Panting and with my tongue hanging out I crawled quickly across the carpet stopping with my head between Sandra's slim legs.

As I looked up into her eyes she slumped back into the chair, "Eat me Ron, eat me and make me come, I need it real bad."

"My pleasure madam."

Those were the last words I was to speak for some time as Sandra pushed my head down towards her cunt. I teased her for a while licking up her thigh from her knee almost to her pussy, then withdrawing and repeating the licking on the other leg. Sandra groaned as my fingers spread her pussy lips apart and my tongue licked around the edge. I moved down to a sensitive spot on the inside of her thigh where I teased her by licking, kissing and making designs with the tip of my tongue. I came close to her pussy then floated away making Sandra anticipate what was to follow.

I licked the crease where her leg joins her pussy and then buried my head in her bush. Gently I brushed my lips over her slit, exciting her so she raised her hips to my face, demanding more. I placed my lips right over the slit kissing gently, then harder. My tongue separated her pussy lips and as I spread her legs a little wider I ran my tongue up and down the layers of pussy flesh. I tongue fucked her, pushing my tongue into and out of her cunt, teasing her as once again she raised her hips, wanting more.

My tongue rested and gently caressed Sandra's clit, her legs shuddered as she approached orgasm. As I formed my mouth into an O and gently sucked on her clit Sandra cried out, "Ohhhhhh, this is fantastic, don't stop Ron, don't stop!"

I continued to lick and suck on Sandra's clit and added to her pleasure by slipping two fingers into her cunt and slowly but surely finger fucked into another screaming orgasm. Sandra was like a bucking bronco but I held on, continuing to play with her as I removed my fingers and replaced them with my tongue. I gently rubbed the stubble on my chin over Sandra's clit giving me a chance to see her face. Perspiration was glowing on her forehead as our eyes met, her pleading look told me to 'keep going, don't stop' so I returned my tongue to her cunt bringing Sandra to another thrashing orgasm.

My jaw and tongue was now becoming a bit sore so I moved up beside Sandra talking to her, holding her, bringing her back down slowly.

As her breathing returned to something like normal Sandra opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Wow Ron, that was absolutely the best oral sex I've ever had, you were fantastic, I've never had multiple orgasms before. God, I thought I was going to have a heart attack."

When Sandra had recovered I stood and helped her to her feet. With shaking hands I held her at arms length, admiring her lovely body. God she was some sexy lady.

I decided that it was time that I took charge. "Sandra, that was very naughty of you to use me as a lap dog, I think you need to be punished."

"Punished, what do you mean punished?" Sandra had a wary look on her face. "You enjoyed your meal didn't you, I know I loved being your bowl."

"Sandra, what you need is a good spanking," I said in a mock stern voice.

"A spanking, don't you dare! I've never been spanked in my life," Sandra said in a quiet voice. She went on, "And anyway, I'm too old to be spanked."

There was that dare again! I pulled her gently but firmly to the couch. "You're never too old to be spanked Sandra and there's a first time for everything, come on now, over my knees."

I sat in the middle of the couch and pulled Sandra over my knees. She gave a little mock struggle and whimpered as she felt my hand rubbing over her bottom through her dress.

"Be gentle with me Ron, please don't hurt me too much." She squealed.

I noted Sandra's words "don't hurt me too much", so it was OK to hurt her a bit! Slowly I lifted her dress up exposing her lovely legs and arse. My left hand held her firmly in the center of her back while my right hand spread her legs apart and felt her still very damp pussy. I rubbed in circles over the white mounds of her buttocks, causing a shiver of fear, or was that anticipation, to run through Sandra's body. As I raised my hand her whole body tensed as she waited for the first smack.

"If it gets too much for you say 'Mercy' Sandra, OK?

Sandra nodded as I raised my hand and brought it down softly on the soft skin. There was no reaction from Sandra as I 'love spanked' her bottom, making sure that all the area was slowly warmed.

"It doesn't really hurt at all," Sandra said with wonder in her voice, "I expected it to sting more."

My answer was to increase the force of the smacks.

"Oh, oh shit, it does sting after all, are you going to do it much more?"

"I'm only warming you up Sandra, there's a lot more to come yet, but don't forget the code word."

Once again after I had covered all her bottom I increased the force. 'Smack, smack, smack'.

Slowly but surely Sandra's bum changed from the light pink of her sun tan to the deeper pink that my hand was bringing to the skin. Sandra was now wriggling around on my lap and verbalizing her discomfort.

"Oh, ouch, ooooh," she yelped, "Oh it's really stinging now Ron."

I resumed the spanking on Sandra's delightful arse, whacking it quite hard and watching the skin turn from pink to a soft red.

'Whack, fwap, swappp' resulted in Sandra yelping, "Oooaagh, oooh-nooooo!"

Of course her breathless protestations had no effect on me, I continued to spank harder and harder, waiting for Sandra to use the safe word. My hand was stinging and I knew that Sandra's bottom would be doing the same as it turned to a bright red.

Sandra was sobbing now as she cried out, "Mercy, Ron mercy, I can't take anymore!"

I immediately stopped and held Sandra tight as the sobbing receded and she calmed down. When I felt she was ready I helped her to her feet; she looked down at me with bright shiny eyes.

"Shit that stung Ron, but I must admit that it was a real turn on too, I've never experienced anything like that before in my life. Come on, quick, I need that cock of yours in me right now!"

Sandra grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. We embraced and as we kissed one of her hands grabbed me between the legs.

"Hmmmmm, looks like that spanking turned you on too Ron," Sandra cried as she squeezed tight.

"Owwww, not so hard Sandra," I spluttered as I bent down and picked her up in my arms, "Now where's your bedroom?"

Sandra directed me to her room where the four poster bed was ready with the covers pulled down. I placed her on the floor and with shaking fingers released the fasteners of her dress which fell around her ankles. God she was a beautiful woman, what a figure! Lovely breasts above a slim waist and those shapely legs which I already knew quite well! Now it was Sandra's turn and it wasn't long before until my clothes were also on the floor.

I jumped on the bed with my cock pointing at the ceiling. "Come on Sandra, climb on board, I think we'll keep your sore bum off the bed for a while. No, don't face me, I want you facing away from me to start with."

Sandra gave me a 'what are you up to now' look, then shrugged, grinned and climbed on the bed. She straddled my legs then with a sigh, lowered her very wet cunt onto my cock.

"Oh that feels so good Ron, I haven't had a fuck for far too long." Sandra sighed then slowly started to move up and down, both of us enjoying the sensations.

As Sandra moved up and down I hand spanked her still pink bottom, not too hard but hard enough to add to the sensations already flowing through her body. "Whack, whack, whack" went my hands as Sandra bounced up and down.

"Oh this is fantastic!" Sandra cried as she continued to move up and down on my cock gradually moving quicker and quicker. I was nearing orgasm but willed myself to hang on, I wanted this fuck to last as long as possible.

Finally Sandra threw back her head and screamed, "I'm cumming Ron, I'm cummmmming!" as I too came.

We collapsed back onto the bed and once again kissed deeply. Nothing was said as we held each other tight and our breathing gradually returned to normal. It was now getting late and to my surprise and delight Sandra suggested I stay the night and we could resume physical activity in the morning.

I awoke not sure of my surroundings, a bit like being in a strange hotel room. Strange sensations were coming from my groin as I became more awake and I threw back the sheets. Sandra was sucking on my cock to wake me up!

"I hope you like your wake up call," Sandra said with a grin.

"I certainly do, much better than the usual clock radio," I said, "But don't stop Sandra, keep going."

To my disappointment Sandra stopped sucking, laid down beside me gently stroking my hard on and whispering in my ear.

"You don't have to whisper Sandra, there's only you and me here."

But Sandra kept whispering, telling me what she wanted me to do with my cock.

When she had finished I looked at her and said, "I'd love to do that to you Sandra, but are you sure? It may be painful."

With a serious look on her face Sandra just nodded, it was as if speaking out loud would take away her resolve.

I got out of bed and went to the toilet, a bit difficult with a hard on but I managed. While there I collected a couple of things from the cupboard and returned to the bedroom.

Sandra was lying face down in the center of the bed on a towel with a pillow under her hips. Some silk scarves were beside her. I spread her lovely legs apart and secured them gently to the corners of the bed with two of the scarves. Then I secured her wrists; Sandra was now spread-eagled with her lovely raised arse pointing at the ceiling.

I withdrew the leather strap from my pants and placed it across her arse cheeks. A shiver of fear and anticipation shook Sandra's lovely body as I raised the belt a brought it down with a soft "whack". There was no reaction so I repeated the blow, this time a little harder. Again no reaction, so I quickly gave her five quick cuts with the belt, each one a little harder than the previous.

"Ooooowwwww! That stings," Sandra cried out, "Not too hard Ron please!"

Sandra hadn't used the safe word so I continued to strap her lovely arse which quickly turned a bright shade of pink. It wasn't long before Sandra had had enough and she yelled, "Mercy, Ron, Mercy!"

I was amazed that Sandra had taken so much and I stopped strapping her, climbing onto the bed beside that lovely pink bum. I slipped thin latex gloves onto my hands and smoothed some cooling baby oil onto her hot skin. As I massaged her pink globes Sandra was soon writhing with passion under my hands.

"Please Ron, please get on with it," she cried.

"Patience Sandra, patience. Good things come to those who wait." I replied in a soothing voice.

"Fuck the waiting and fuck the patience too, get on with it!" was Sandra's unlady-like reply.

My reply was to spread her arse cheeks apart and squirt some oil on her arse hole. With a finger I probed at her rosebud which opened to allow me access to her rectum. Gently I moved my finger in and out, ensuring that the lubricant would make an easy as possible entry for my once again rock hard cock.

Sandra moaned as I finger fucked her arse and then groaned as she sensed and felt me move into position behind her. I smoothed some oil onto my cock and placed the tip of it against her rosebud. I teased her for a short time and then pushed against the sphincter which closed tight.

"Try and relax Sandra, the more you relax the easier it will be," I said as once again I pushed down. This time the sphincter opened and I was able to gain entry. God she was tight but slowly I was able to push and ease my cock into her anal hole.

"Yahhhhh, oh it hurts Ron, it hurts," Sandra cried.

"You're very tight Sandra, do you want me to stop?" I said as I stopped pushing. It was a bit painful for me too but I was willing to continue if Sandra wanted to.

"No, no keep going Ron, I've gone this far and don't want to stop now, ohhhhhhhh God!"

So I pushed down until I was in to the hilt, then eased back feeling the tight walls holding my cock so tight. I fucked her slowly moving in and out and as I did gradually it became easier as her anus became more relaxed.

As the pain receded Sandra began to relax and enjoy sensations that she had never had before. It was easier for me now too, although still quite tight, and I loved having this lovely lady writhing underneath me.

"Ohhh it's so good, fuck my arse Ron, fuck me hard!" Sandra yelled out loud.

I did my best to comply with her wishes and kept going as long as I could, building up to the inevitable orgasm which shook both of us at the same time. I collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of her, feeling as if I'd just run a four minute mile. Sandra lay panting under me as I recovered my breath. After a few minutes I was able to untie the silk scarves and we held each other tight.

"God Ron, that was great. You made one of my fantasies come true at last." Sandra grinned and kissed me. "No one has ever wanted to fuck my arse until now. Wow it hurt like mad at first but when I relaxed it was incredible. And being tied up made it even more exciting and intense, like being a sex slave. Would you like me to be your sex slave for today Ron?"

I laughed out loud. "I would love you to be my sex slave today Sandra and I could do with some breakfast. But first let's shower and clean up a bit, OK?"

"Sounds good to me, do you like scrambled eggs on toast with coffee? I didn't plan to have company and haven't got much food in the house."

"Scrambled eggs on toast will be fine," I replied as we headed for the shower, "And after that I've got a sausage for you to chew on, and it makes it's own sauce!"

Sandra laughed as she turned on the shower; it was going to be a fun day!

- end -

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Uncut Jewels

Tina waited for Dale to open the door and then walked into his house, surveying everything around her. It was simply decorated in a wood theme with nice plush furniture to accent it. He shut the door and activated the exterior security system.

"Would you like to give me your coat?" asked Dale as he opened the closet door.

Tina smiled and slipped out of her overcoat and handed it to Dale, who hung it neatly in the closet. She strolled into the living area, her high heels clicking on the wood floor as Dale made his way around the room to turn on the soft lights. The house was a small and cozy ranch house, smaller than what she had expected from a man that made loads of money cutting precious stones for most of the area jewelry stores. But she wasn't here to critique the house for Better Homes and Gardens, her goal was all the uncut gems he stored in his workroom.

Through a few days and nights surveillance she had ascertained that he kept all of his stones in a dresser like safe in the workroom. The safe had a lock, as well as the door to the workroom. Both required separate keys, which Dale had on his body most of the time. Tina's plan was to "bump" into Dale at a music store, and hit it off, and then "bump" into him again at the Mall's food court. It worked and he asked her to sit with him. She agreed and based on her surveillance, talked about her interests, which was the same as his, gathered by observing him. They laughed and chatted a while then he asked her out on a date, which she shyly accepted. Since then, they have been dating for a couple weeks. It has gotten a little more serious over the last few days, with Tina dropping the appropriate hints that she wanted to take things a little further. Tonight was the first time he invited her into his house. After seeing his security measures a few weeks back, she figured it would be easier to seduce her way in.

She never had a problem getting attention. She was of medium height, and had an athletic build. She kept in shape to help accent her legs and ass, which she used to draw attention to herself. Her breasts were of moderate size, easily filling a C cup. She kept a nice tan, which set off her blue eyes and complimented her dark brown hair. Tina knew she had what it takes to get attention and always worked at making it easier. Tonight's outfit was used to get Dale's blood flowing. She had donned a dark gray blouse with a black above the knee skirt. She also wore a low cut vest, black as well, to accent her bust. All were rather tight and showed off her curves very well. She topped it off with black stockings and three and a half inch heels. The black lace thong back teddy was the only thing on underneath. Tina figured it would be more than enough.

Tina figured that if she was to go the distance and she had to sleep with him, it wouldn't be so bad. Dale was attractive in a mousy sort of way. He had sandy short hair and brown eyes. He was slender in frame and was at eye level with Tina while she was in her heels. Dale dressed casual, in dockers and a button down shirt. It looked natural on him. The odd thing was that Dale had not one speck of jewelry on. Tina thought it was weird that a man who cuts gems for jewelry doesn't wear any kind of it. Tina kept her jewelry simple, diamond stud earrings and a gold necklace.

Dale placed a CD in the player and hit the play button. Soft instrumental music filled the room. He turned to her and asked if she would like a glass of wine. Tina nodded her approval and Dale walked off to the kitchen. Tina took the time to walk over to the security system's command plate and study it, then moved from window to window, looking over the set-ups. Dale finally entered the room and placed two glasses of wine down on the coffee table in front of the couch. He smiled at her and then walked down the hall to his bedroom. Tina moved over to the couch and sat down, crossing her legs, and picked up a glass of wine. It smelled nice and went down smooth. She took a couple sips and awaited Dale's return.

Dale eventually came back in and set down beside her on the couch, picking up his glass of wine and sipping it. Tina had thought about getting him drunk and taking the stones when he passed out. He did drink quite a few at dinner, at least a few more than she had. She was glad that she had a few drinks herself, with the look in his eyes now, she might need the extra courage to release her inhibitions that came with alcohol. She took another drink and then smiled at him. Dale set his glass down and smiled back. He slowly leaned over to her and gently placed his hand on her knee. They both looked down at his hand, and then back up at each other.

"Is this what you want?" Dale asked.

Tina could only nod a yes. Dale began rubbing his hand across her stocking covered knee and a little ways up her thigh. Tina closed her eyes, it felt really good. She felt the heat begin to rise in her body, but wasn't quite sure if it was the alcohol, or her own sexual hunger that was responsible for it. She cupped her glass with both hands and leaned back against the couch. She felt Dale slide closer to her and start kissing her neck all the while rubbing her knee and thigh. She let a slight moan escape her lips. A good night of passion wouldn't be so bad if she could get out with the gems, eventually. If Dale was like most men, it was only a matter of time before they bedded down and he fell asleep.

"Do you want to continue?" asked Dale. He nibbled on her ear for a persuaded response. Tina moaned out a soft, "Yes," in reply. Dale sat up and took Tina's wine glass away from her and set it on the table. He looked her over and then kissed her fully on the lips. Tina clasped her hands in her lap and searched for the insides of his mouth while his lips were pressed to hers. Dale sighed and sat back. This wasn't normal, Tina thought, and opened her eyes to look at him.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Well, I need to get something straight before we continue." Dale replied, looking a tad bit sheepish. Tina was wondering if he was going to say something about it being too soon, or might ask her if she was here because he was wealthy. She was quickly thinking up responses to any possible question he could ask.

She smiled at him. "Go on, honey. I'm listening"

"I do want to continue this, but I need to let you know that I'm kinda into unorthodox things, stuff you might consider kinky. I have been into it for so long that straight sex just doesn't excite me anymore."

Tina was not expecting this from Dale and it surprised her a little. Something inside her pushed her to go along with what ever he had in mind, as long as one question was answered first. "Will it be painful?" she asked after he trailed off.

Dales eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, no, no. Nothing like that. It's soft and consensual."

Tina gave him a very playful smile and said, "Then do to me what ever you want to do."

Dale looked at her for a few seconds and then asked, "Are you sure?"

She smiled again. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Ok, then." Dale said as he reached into his back pocket. "Close your eyes and face away from me."

Tina turned so her back was to him and closed her eyes as instructed. A few seconds later she felt the silky material of a scarf slide across her eyes and then tighten around her head as Dale knotted it off in back. She moaned slightly, to encourage him to continue. This blindfold idea wasn't new to her. She has had it done to her a few times, and those times were kind of erotic.

"Now sit still and don't move." Dale instructed as he got up off the couch and made his way back to the bedroom. Tina did as she was told and didn't move much. She sat still and listened to the music. It had a nice flowing sound to it, really relaxing. A few seconds later Dale returned. He set something down on the table and then sat back down next to her. Dale placed his hands on her shoulders and slowly messaged them. This helped Tina relax. She moaned softly, a moan that indicated that she enjoyed this treatment. Dale kept this up for a while longer, working only her shoulders and neck.

Tina felt so relaxed from the message that she hardly noticed Dale slide his hands down her arms and gently grasp her wrists. He pulled both of them gently behind her back and crossed them, holding them in place with one hand. Tina was wondering where this was leading to. She had her answer soon enough as Dale wrapped a soft nylon rope around her wrists four or five times and then tightened it down before knotting it off. This did surprise Tina a bit. She would have never expected this kind of foreplay from Dale. Once he let go of her wrists, she quickly pulled at her bonds. They seemed to hold her wrist in place. Well, getting past him to the gems just became a little tougher.

Dale slipped off the couch and knelt on the floor by Tina's legs. He uncrossed them at the knees and crossed them at the ankles. He reached up to her calf muscles and began to kneed them. Tina leaned back against the couch again and moaned a little more. The heels made her calves just a tad bit tight, and this was just what she needed. Dale kept this up for a while, like he did with her shoulders. At this point, Tina didn't care, he could keep the messaging up all night long if he wanted to. Then she felt the ropes pass around her ankles a few times and tighten up as Dale tied the knot to hold them in place. He also pushed her knees together and looped rope around her legs above the knees, just below the hem-line of her skirt. It was knotted off and the loose ends tucked in. She could not separate her legs, which she tried a couple times.

Tina was wondering what kind of sexual situation could be achieved with her knees bound. She was about to tell Dale to stop and let her go, this was making her uncomfortable, which it wasn't in reality. Tina had a boyfriend tie her up a few times and then just had sex with her, but not someone like Dale that made it a sensual part of foreplay. Besides, she told herself, if you stop this, it may be a long time before you get this close to him and your prize. The last thing you want him to do right now is to alienate you. She licked her lips and waited for his next move.

"Open your mouth a little bit." Dale said. When Tina complied, he put her wine glass to her lips and tilted it slightly. Tina let the sweet liquid pour into her mouth and then drank what was given to her. Dale took the glass away and replaced it with his lips. The kiss was long and aggressive. Tina returned the aggression with some of her own. "Is everything ok, so far?" he asked.

She whispered a seductive, "Yes."

Dale got up on the couch and straddled Tina's legs, facing her. "I want you completely helpless," he said. "I want to have my way with you before we actually partake in sex. I will let you know now that I will be using protection. If everything goes right, it will be a long, eventful, but fulfilling night. Are you ready for what I have to offer?"

Tina whispered another seductive, "Yes," figuring that he was eluding to oral sex. So when Dale told her to open wide, Tina did figuring he was going to place his cock into her mouth. Instead she felt a good sized rubber ball pass between her lips and teeth, to be seated snugly in her mouth. Dale gently forced her head down to her chest as he pulled her hair out from under the straps and then tightened the straps and buckled it in place. She could hardly move her jaw and lips, effectively being gagged. She was not prepared for this. Tina tried to say something but the ball gag kept her words garbled and quiet.

Dale got up off Tina and picked up her legs, bringing them up to rest on the couch, causing her back and arms to lean up against the plush armrest. He picked her up under her thighs and back and moved her away from the armrest, then laid her back down so her head was resting where her back was a second before. Dale unbuttoned her vest and let the material fall to the sides. He moved up her body and began kissing Tina around her neck and collar bone. As he kept kissing her in that area, his hands were slowly unbuttoning her blouse, pulling the material off to the sides and exposing her teddy covered breasts. Tina didn't struggle up to this point, instead she moaned softly into her gag and felt her sexual temperature rise. Once her breasts were uncovered, it was obvious that she was getting hot by the little mounds her nipples formed with the lacy material of her teddy. Dale pulled the blouse out from her skirt and let both halves fall to the sides. He looked her body over from her skirt up to her neckline.

"Very nice." Dale commented as he ran a finger down the middle of her body from her chin to her naval. Tina tensed a little as his finger made its way between her breasts. Dale moved his finger up to her breasts and began tracing circles around each one, then moved his finger to trace small circles around each nipple. This only made her nipples harder and Tina could feel the tingling building up within her. She arched her back just slightly to thrust up her breasts, and bit down on the ball just a tad. She felt both of his hands cover her breasts and begin to kneed them like he did her calves. Occasionally Dale would roll her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. This was making Tina exited and for the first time she began to twist a little in her bonds. Dale kept up the fondling and rubbing of her breasts for quite a while. When he finally released them, Tina was breathing faster and lightly pulling at her ropes.

Dale slid his hands from her breasts down to her hips, then placed a hand on her pelvis closest to him and pushed up, rolling Tina onto her side, facing away from him. He reached for the zipper on her backside and slowly pulled it down. He pulled the material as far down her legs as he could get it, and then let her roll back onto her back and arms. From there Dale pulled the skirt off her hips and down her legs until it was finally off. He looked back at the narrow piece of cloth the fed it's way between her legs and smiled to himself. The teddy was very revealing. Dale also noticed that the stockings were stay ups, and did not require garters. He really liked what he saw.

Dale placed his lips on the exposed flesh of Tina's thigh and began to kiss it. He moved all around where there was no cloth covering her skin and kissed it gently. Every now and then he would stop to blow a long, steady breath of air onto her mound. Each time he did it, Tina would mew into her gag and rock her hips from side to side. Dale continued the kissing and blowing, while his hands messaged the stocking covered thighs. Tina was definitely enjoying this, he saw. Her mouth was clamped down on the gag and her nipples were standing like two towers under her teddy. He liked the way the black accented her tan body, and the white ropes made a nice contrast.

Dale quickly unbuttoned his own shirt and pulled it off, laying it on the coffee table next to his little bag of gear. He moved to her bound ankles and slowly moved his hands up her legs to the tops of her stockings. He drug them over her exposed flesh and stopped when he reached the material of her teddy. Dale took a finger and slipped it between her bound legs, pressing firmly against her pussy. It was very moist there. Tina gasped into her gag and began rocking her hips in little circles. Dale wiggled his finger and she gasped again, the circles getting a little bigger and trying to force her groin onto his finger. Dale let her have her fun and pressed up against her pussy, occasionally wiggling his finger. Her little mews had turned into breathy grunts as she worked herself against his finger. Tina's hips began to move faster and soon she had redirected the hip circles into quick minute bucks. Dale sat back and watched her little show while finger stroking her covered, wet lips.

The orgasm came quicker than Tina expected. It surprised her so fast that she sat up straight, forcing Dale's finger out from between her legs. She couldn't release like she normally did and found herself struggling like crazy against her bonds. She was twisting in her restraints, screaming into her gag as the orgasm coursed through her. When it finally passed, Tina slumped back into her relaxed position, spent and not willing to struggle. Dale let Tina rest as he undid his pants and removed them. He enjoyed her little show immensely. She wasn't moving, just panting hard into the gag.

Dale eventually helped Tina up into a sitting position, with her back against the backrest and her feet on the floor. He untied her knees and spread her legs at the knees. He then cupped his hands under her cheeks and drug her bottom forward a little bit, so she was sitting in a slouched position. Dale knelt down in front of her and placed his body between her spread knees. He hooked his fingers under the material of the teddy just above her mound. Dale slowly slid his fingers down to her pussy, pulling the cloth away from her skin as he moved his hands. Eventually he came to what he had hoped was there, a snap crotch to her teddy. Dale undid the snaps and flipped the fabric up onto her abdomen. He placed each hand on the tops of her stockings and pushed her legs further apart.

Tina was still a little light headed from the first orgasm to fight him in any way as he set her up for more pleasure. She hoped that he would finish her off quickly, get his rocks off, and let her go. She did notice that during her struggle through the first orgasm that the ropes did not budge and kept her well bound. Dale lowered his head to her groin, and once again she could feel his breath on her thighs. But Dale didn't stop there, and she soon found his mouth on her exterior folds, with his tongue probing deep into her crevice. The first orgasm left her very sensitive, and the intrusion with his tongue caused Tina to jerk a bit and gasp into her gag. She bit down on it and tried to wiggle away, but Dale's hands had a hold of her thighs and pulled her into him. The tingling sensation swept through her body and again Tina found herself fighting the ropes that held her wrists together behind her back.

Dale munched and probed like a man possessed, sucking in her flesh and nibbling on it before releasing it and going for more. Tina tried to fight him by rocking from side to side, Dale held her down and kept up the assault on her sensitive pussy. Tina screamed into her gag and fought the ropes fiercely as the second orgasm washed through her. She closed her knees hard on Dale and he sat back, letting her clamp her legs together as she fought her restraints and harbored another climax. He could see her teeth making little dents on the ball's surface and figured it was time to end it.

He only let her recover a short time, long enough to get his underwear off, put a condom on, and position himself back in front of her. Tina was breathing hard and gulping down saliva that was building in her mouth, rather than let it drool over her chin and onto her chest. Dale picked up her ankles and raised them over his head, spreading her legs at the knees again and bringing them back down around him. When her bound ankles came to rest on his hips, she was positioned just right to be impaled, and Dale slid in without any resistance. She was well lubed from her prior orgasms and Dale pumped at a gradual pace, his erection feeling like it would split the skin open if it could. It only took a little while and Tina was again active and struggling. Her legs clamped on his sides and she was now whining into her gag. Dale looked at her body, it was covered in a light sheen of perspiration.

Dale kept up his rhythmic cycle and Tina was once again going nuts. She tried to plead for him to stop, but the gag only muffled her protests. It felt like she was going to explode. She began to shake her head, hoping that she meant no, but he was either oblivious to her or didn't care. Dale moved his hands from her hips up to her breasts and began to playfully pinch and pull her nipples through the material of her teddy. This sent little sparks of pain and pleasure through her body. Tina began jerking her body and yelping into her gag as each spark shot through her. Her body welled up for an explosion and she tried to stop it, but Dale had increased his pace instead of slow it.

Her next orgasm hit her like a truck. Dale had to place his hands back on her hips, just to keep himself in. Tina fought the ropes for a long time and cried out into her gag, loud enough that it amazed Dale that she could reach that level of loudness. She sat up quickly and actually ran into his chest. It was indeed a powerful orgasm. A few seconds later, Dale had his orgasm and shot his load into the condom. He relaxed a few seconds, enjoying the events that led up to his own orgasm, and then pulled out and stood up. He pulled off the condom and stepped out of her legs. Tina was not moving, just breathing hard, and looked like a rag doll that had been thrown onto the couch. Dale leaned down and found the thong back and pulled it out, attaching the slender front to it and settling it back in place, covering her pussy.

Dale picked Tina up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom, where he laid her down on the bed and pulled off her heels. Dale made sure that she was laying on her side with her head resting on a pillow. He pulled on a fresh pair of boxers and went back out into the main room to retrieve his bag of goodies.

When he returned, he set the bag by the nightstand, crawled into bed with Tina, and pulled the sheets up over them. He positioned himself right up against her backside and wrapped his arms around her. Tina was wondering when he was going to let her go, and fell asleep trying to guess when she would be freed.

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Elevator Love

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Master of the Midnight Sun

It was so cold. stacia looked at the thermometer and shuddered as she pulled on her heavy boots and zipped her winter pants over her jeans. she wondered if her car would start at -55� and smiled as she thought of bouncing down the road on her frozen, "square" tires. stacia pulled the polar fleece turtle around her neck, slipped into her down coat and ran out the door to start her car. she wanted it to warm up for, at least, twenty minutes before she drove it. The engine turned over slowly and reluctantly sputtered; stacia had to keep her foot on the gas pedal until it warmed up enough to run on its own. she rested her head against the back of the seat and remembered the day she met her Master. It seemed a lifetime ago.

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It was solstice in the "Land of the Midnight Sun" and she was out dancing. The sun was streaming down at 1:00 am and her friends were playing volleyball behind the bar; she was inside talking and dancing with the Man she had met earlier. He had walked to their table and silently handed her a highball glass with Cuervo Gold, straight up, no ice. stacia looked startled as she looked into His eyes, but her words of "no thanks" seemed to die on her lips as He looked at her. He smiled as He held out His hand and shook hers. His voice was soft, yet confident as He told her that His name was Luke and asked if she remembered Him; holding her hand, He led her to the dance floor.

They danced for several hours, taking breaks on the back steps to watch the volleyball players. It seemed they had a lot in common and stacia was amazed at how easily she could talk to Him, and how easily He could make her laugh. she made faces at her friends as they looked over at Luke and checked Him out, and when it was time to go, she told them that she would leave with Him. They looked concerned, but knew how stubborn she could be. stacia assured them that she was fine; she and Luke had met a long time ago and she was very comfortable being with Him.

Luke took her home, parked the car and held her gently. stacia felt that He was different and that she had found something new and good in her life. she rested easily against Him as they made plans to meet the next day. The next day blurred into the next and the next and the next as they spent all their free time together. They shared so many interests that usually they took long drives and talked. The first month of being together was approaching, when Luke asked stacia to drive out to His cabin with Him. she hesitated briefly and then accepted His invitation. stacia was a little nervous as they had discussed their interests in so many areas; even sexually. It was late the night that the subject had come up and they had consumed a bit of alcohol. The conversation was like a game. Luke would ask a question and stacia could either answer it or she would have to ask Him two questions. The thought of asking Him about His sex life embarrassed her. So she answered as frankly as she could, often blushing as the conversation progressed. she admitted that she loved strong men, and dreamed of being tied up, and had read about BDSM, but that she wondered how a woman could serve a man in this century.

Memories of this conversation ran through stacia's head as she packed her medium backpack. She tossed in extra jeans, her hiking boots, a couple of t-shirts and an oversized sweater; then she hesitated as she looked in her underwear drawer. Carefully, she selected panties and an extra bra. She did not want to be too provocative, but she cringed to think she might look too pure. Finally, stacia chose a dark blue satin set. The dark blue always offset her fair skin well. The morning they left she tossed her bag in the back of His pick up and they drove the three-hour drive to His small cabin by the lake.

It was beautiful. No neighbors anywhere. There were only the sound of the birds and the breeze in the trees.and the mosquitoes. Luke and stacia spent the afternoon on the boat on the lake fishing for rainbow trout; they caught a few and threw most of them back, keeping only enough for supper. It was a fun day of sun, laughter, and quiet conversation.

That evening they sat out by the lake and listened to the birds and watched the ducks. Luke turned to stacia and quietly smiled as He asked how much she trusted Him. she looked startled, but realized that she did trust Him a lot. He spoke in a calm voice of His desires; she had heard them before, but there was intensity to His voice that captured her. Hand in hand, they moved to the cabin and slipped into the cool interior.

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The cabin was simple with open beams and sturdy wooden furniture. In the corner of the single room was a large homemade bed with four peeled and shined poles for posts. Luke turned stacia toward Him and looked down into her eyes. He asked her if the weekend could be His, so He could show her what He is and Who He is. He promised that she would be safe and they would stop anything at any time. Silently, she nodded her assent.

With steady fingers, Luke removed her clothing. He carefully pulled the t-shirt over her head and with a gentle touch, He smoothed her hair again. As He opened stacia's bra, He kissed her warm lips and then began to nibble and bite at them. He smiled internally as He felt her respond. Her body lifted towards Him and her breasts brushed against His shirt; stacia tried to wrap her arms around His neck, but He held them pinned to her sides. She kissed Him with passion and pent up longing.

Luke spoke against her lips, telling her to keep her hands at her sides, as His hands moved to her hair and held her head as He ground His mouth against hers. Stacia kept her arms straight down as she whimpered softly into His mouth. Her tongue sought His as He pushed between her lips; His body moving against her, teasing her. Pushing in and drawing back ~ grinding against her mound under her tight jeans. Stacia felt Him wrap around her and absorb all her space as He tore open her jeans and pushed them to the floor. Putting His hands on her shoulders, Luke pushed her back and stared at her body. His hands ran down her sides to her hips as His face lowered to her breasts and her hard nipples; Luke pushed her panties off as He tugged at her nipples. First one.then the other. Sucking and biting and tugging and sucking. The panties fell to the floor and His hand moved over her trimmed pussy, feeling the soft hair caress His palm. He lifted His head and stared into her eyes. He could see the desire for Him and He smiled, enjoying that she was a natural match to Him. In a soft voice, He told her that when she returned home she was to shave that hair and keep the mound smooth for Him. As it was His from that moment. Just as she was for Him.

Silently, stacia nodded. Her legs trembled and she pushed to His hand. Her eyes remained on His. Her body came alive; not from His touch, but from His Ownership. She had always known that she wanted a strong man and she had waited for such a man, but she did not know that her freedom would come the day He came to her. This she still did not understand, but there was a glimmer of recognition deep within her that she was far more than she had thought.

Luke pushed stacia to her knees and stepped back. He told her to straighten her back and spread her knees wide. In a dispassionate voice, He went on to tell her to not put her ass on her heels, but to let it sit a few inches above them and to push her breasts out. He watched her critically. Then He smiled as she raised her face to Him and lowered her eyes. It was a natural reaction to His commands and showed her acceptance of the roles they were assuming.

Luke moved close to her as He undressed. He walked around her and felt her nervousness, but admired that she remained still as He had told her to. He removed His belt and looped it and ran the leather over her spine; she struggled to remain still, but felt her back arch slightly at the gently touch. A soft gasp escaped stacia as felt Him loop the belt around her wrists and tighten it, immobilizing her hands. she flushed as she tugged lightly at her wrists and felt her body display her excitement; her nipples hardened further as a light cream stirred within her pussy and slowly flowed down to her swollen lips.

Luke moved before stacia and held his cock to her lips, rubbing it lightly over their soft plumpness. He gasped sharply as stacia slid her tongue out and touched the rounded head, then circled the rim. His dark brown eyes watched as she parted her lips and slid her mouth over the tip of His cock; her deep green eyes staring up at Him as she slowly swallowed the shaft. Luke's eyes narrowed as stacia's lips spread wide and His cock filled her mouth. she slid up and down the shaft, gulping Him deeper each time she moved downwards; her hair teased His balls. Luke gripped her head in His hands as He quickly began to thrust hard into her wet mouth; He pushed His hips hard as He slammed deeply, hearing the gagging and choking noises stacia made. His hands dropped down to her nipples and His fingers twisted and pulled at the hardened nubs. He fucked faster as stacia cried out on His cock, sending vibrations to the base of His shaft. Luke pushed stacia's head to Him and pushed deep into her throat. she struggled as He held her in place and His balls slapped her chin. With one loud groan, He pulled out of her mouth and shot His cum over her face and breasts as stacia tilted her head back and caught cum on her tongue. Luke felt His cock throb as He continued to cover her hair and body with His cream. His body shook with the pleasure He felt as He sat in a chair and looked at His girl.

stacia tried to feel ...

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Electric Thrills

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Master and Slave

As I went to bed with a smile on my face, I walked into the bedroom with high anticipation, my body alive and excited, tingling with excitement, my senses high and ignited by passion.

I stripped off my T-shirt slowly, as if being undressed, letting it fall to the floor off my body. Hearing the command to lay on the bed and spread my arms out and legs out, I did so. I laid like this for a few moments, my body shivering in anticipation of what was to happen to me.

I felt a hand move to my breast, the response immediate, my body shivered again, the nipple becoming erect instantly, my back arching my head going back, a small moan escaping from my lips, my thighs quivering already as my senses were heightened.

My other breast then felt the touch, again responding quickly, my mind feeling as if it were going to explode in passion, yet remaining unmoving except for my immediate response of arching my back, the mind a wonderful place full of thoughts and responses....

I then felt my wrist grabbed suddenly, harshly, what I thought was fun, turning into fear, it being cuffed and drawn tightly, my other arm wanted to move, go and help it's sister, even moving slightly, lowering down, then a voice boomed, "Don't move slut", I was panicked, my other wrist then grabbed forcefully, thrust upward being bound in the same fashion as the first, unable to draw my arms down, I fought against the bindings, my mind reeling, yet so impassioned, I pulled on the bindings, my senses heightened by my bondage.

I felt hands on my breasts squeezing hard, kneading them, my nipples aroused again, my back arching to his touch, my body quivering in excitement, yet pulling on the bindings hard, unable to touch again, a moan escaped my lips......

I felt his fingers tugging my nipples, twisting them, arousing, making them harder and harder. Then he stopped, I wondered for a moment why, I Iove this don't stop, please don't stop, but saying nothing, I lay there shivering, not cold, just aroused. I pulled at my bindings again, once more testing, I could feel the leather biting into my wrists, yet unable to control myself, pulled harder still, knowing they were secure.

The moments ticked by, seemingly forever, I had closed my legs, my ankles crossing comfortably, then I heard steps coming back, he loomed over me, a sly smile on his face, I saw the bowl he placed on the table, I opened my mouth, and he clasped his hand over it saying "Do not speak slut." I immediately closed my mouth under his hand, my skin feeling his strength about my lips, my cheeks flushed immediately, I did not speak, and I dared not.

I felt him remove his hand, my eyes watching him carefully, he opened the drawer of the small nightstand, taking out the blindfold, he clasped it over my eyes quickly without comment, I felt the room go dark, unable to see anything, the words booming out, "Lift your head slut." I did so, I felt the band being tightened around my head, pressing the darkness closer, enveloping my mind with darkness, he pushed my head down unto the bed, then I felt a tug at my right wrist, something being added to the already tight binding, my mind whirled for a brief moment, feeling the leather strap lay over my neck, smelling the leathers scent, heavy yet so erotic to my senses.

I felt his hands next, on my throat, his voice booming again, "Pick your head up again slut." I did so immediately, not knowing why, just obeying my Master, knowing he was my Master, obeying him completely as the leather slipped over my neck, then under my head, and over the other side, I felt it being drawn tightly, my head moving to the left as he attached it to the left hand binding, a cross of leather across my neck, tightening under my chin, pulling my head back, keeping it secured inside the straps, I heard him again, "If you do not move your head, you will not choke slut." I knew this to be true, my head now secured, feeling his ultimate power over me seeping into my soul, I dared not speak, a simple nod is all I could manage in my darkened world, helpless to his every whim.

Again, I felt his hands move to my breasts, tugging at the nipples already aroused by his touch, my body quivered, my legs flexing together harder, my feet pressing against one another, feeling I had gotten away with something by pressing my thighs tightly together, crossing my ankles, my treasure my own, he would have to fight me to take it, my mind whirling in sensations, as he kneaded my breasts, pinching the nipples lightly. Again, he stopped, my head tired to turn, feeling it could not, I lay there wondering his next move, what he required from his slut.

I heard the drawer opening again, then quickly my breast in his hand again, my nipple being toyed with, aroused, my back arching to his hand, taking air in gasps, then feeling the clamp being placed on the nipple, just below the most sensitive part, tightening around my nipple, feeling the burning sensation, then the arousal from it, feeling it being placed to the side, leaving the nub where he could use this to his advantage, my torso turned away from him, then I felt the sting of the quirt across my belly as he said in much to calm a voice, "Do not move my pretty slut, you will do as I wish of you." I trembled visibly, I knew I must obey, yet wanting to fight him for possession of my body, I mumbled softly, "Yes Master", knowing I did not mean such at all, feeling I could win yet deep inside my brain, I could make him do as I wished, bending to my charm.

His hand then going to my other breast, I knew what to expect, I felt again his hand kneading my breast, arousing the nipple bending it to his will what he required from me, I could not refuse, my body responding easily, the nipple becoming rock hard for him, I shuttered as my back arched again to him, the burning sensation of my other nipple now turned to excited fervor, my body responding to him without a will of it's own, he pinched the nipple hard, then bending over taking it into his mouth sucking on it making me squirm under his mouth. My body growing hotter in its own need, I could feel my pussy getting warmer, the juices flowing easily, my nipple pounding in his mouth the sensations running through my body taking me to a very passionate point, expecting the clamp to be placed there.

He took his mouth from my erect throbbing nipple after biting the nipple, making me moan, arching my back to him, straining my body, feeling my muscles ache with my own need. I felt the cold bowl placed on my chest, my head immediately sprung up, only to have it restrained from movement, choking myself slightly, I did not try to raise my head further. I felt the ice being placed on my nipple, over my breast, the sensations of cold seeping into my chest, the nipple raised and hard instantly, the cold, cold ice, beginning to make my skin burn, feeling the water sliding down my ribs, under my arm, giving me another sensation of cold. He continued to lay the ice upon my nipple the burning sensations growing, the breast becoming hard, the nipple pounding under the ice, I moaned again, my head unable to rock, my thighs pressing tighter and tighter together, the ice doing it's job well, making my skin burn brightly, feeling it beginning to freeze my most sensitive nipple. My other nipple as if it were not there, yet pounding in it's own with the clamp placed tightly on it.

I moaned again, deeply, the burning of my sensitive skin over coming my senses, it was a deeply felt moan of pain and pleasure, of his will bending my own, making me respond to him completely and totally, I begged him to stop, moaning deeply, "Please Master, please, please it's so cold." I heard a small chuckle as he placed his mouth over my nipple again, the instant warming adding to my sensations, him biting the nipple hard, pulling it until I screamed out, then letting it go again, replacing the ice upon it once more, making my body throb, my clit pounding out in it's own passion.

He left the ice upon the nipple, again freezing it, then placing the clamp tightly on it, only the nub of my nipple exposed to his touch, he placed the ice upon the other nipple then, my body shuddering uncontrollably, the burning sensation again, I moaned deeply, wantonly, him taking control of my body with a simple touch. Again I moved away from him, my torso moved to the side, again, I felt the quirt slapping my belly hard, sending shivering, burning sensations through me, the sting lasting several moments, I screamed out in pain, but laid my body down for him to use, knowing he controlled me again. My thighs flexing hard, tightening, the muscles straining together tightly, I pulled on the bindings again, my wrists now throbbing, only to cause the leather about my throat to tighten as I pulled. I thought to myself how brilliant, how Masterful he was, how much he took my body for his own will, I gasped as I felt the leather about my neck, and did not struggle further.

I heard him chuckle slightly as I felt the bowl removed from my chest. My next sensation was immediate, taking me into a world of complete resolve to him as he hit my thighs with the quirt several times repeatedly, the sting and burn of the leather, feeling it deeply throughout my entire being, knowing I was only allowed then to have thought for a brief time I was not doing his will, or that he would fight me for possession of my body. I heard his voice booming into my ears, "Slut!!, who gave you permission to close your legs?" "Who said you are allowed to think for yourself slut, do you wish to displease your Owner slut?" "Spread your legs wide for me now slut!!" I did so immediately as the sting and the burning sensations overtook my hardened tits own pain/pleasure.

I did not have to spread my legs myself, I felt his hand grabbing my ankle, drawing it wide, then placing a shackle upon the ankle itself, I heard the chains, being lifted up as my leg rose into the air, knowing there was already in place a dolly centered into the ceiling, I felt my leg lifted high, then tied off at the end of the bed, my other leg then done in the same manner, as my tits throbbed wildly with the clamps on very securely, my head as well, tied down unable to move, my legs being spread very widely, almost to the point of hurting, I felt the lips to my pussy open widely, spreading for him under his will, feeling the rush of the cool air hitting my engorged clit, the wetness chilling as the air swept across the now exposed most tender skin. My world darkness, seeping into oblivion, knowing only his will is to be done, obeying him with every fiber in my soul now, giving myself to him completely and totally, him giving me no choice to do anything but what he wishes of me, my submissiveness to him complete and total, knowing he is my Master, he rules what I do, he touches my soul with his being overcoming any fears or hesitations on my part, willingly giving him what I am, mind, heart, body, and soul.

I felt the bowl being placed upon my taut belly, sucking in quickly as he placed it there, my legs now upright lifted up over the bed, there was no struggle I could make, they fastened far apart lifted high, almost bringing my hips off the bed, exposing me for his use, helpless now totally at his disposal, unable to move at all. My body shuddered as I felt the water from the now melting ice drip from his hand over my skin, the cold icy water dripping on my hot belly, burning to please him.

I felt the ice move over my lips, touching my clit, making my body squirm, my legs quivering wildly as the cold rushed through my body, my throbbing clit pulsating as the chill over took it, I gasped feeling the icy sting envelope me, then feeling him insert this into my cunt, driving it deeply into me with his fingers, another piece of ice inserted, then another, as my belly from the inside chilled marvelously for him, his fingers going deep inside me, touching my g-spot, rubbing it with ice, making me shiver and moan deeply.

He rubbed my clit with his thumb, the cold clit responding immediately, raising my hips to him as much as I could, I felt the icy depths of my belly singing out it's burning, yet so erotic sensations taking my body where he willed it to be, nearly exploding at his slightest touch. Me moaning out in pleasure, knowing he was exacting his will upon me, taking his slut where he wanted her to be, controlling her perfectly. As the ice quickly melted, I could feel the water dripping from my pussy over my ass, down my crack over my small hole, the sensations making me breath harder, my head unmoving yet wanting to thrash about, moving I could feel the leather tightening around my throat, cutting off the supply of air slightly, I turned my face upright again.

I moaned deeply as he continued to take my clit with his thumb, thrusting his fingers deep inside of me, he added more ice, three more pieces, my body nearly climaxing as he took each piece and rubbed my g-spot with it. He leaned down and started to lick my clit, taking it into his teeth and biting down sending shivers throughout my entire body, unable to resist any more, I begged to cum, feeling my hot body and icy belly in perfect contrast with one another, my tits throbbed as he placed his other hand upon a nipple and teased it unmercifully, telling me to hold my cum, do not cum yet. I yelled my need to him, my body throbbing wildly, my thighs quivering hard as his tongue assaulted my clit. He drove me mad with delight and pain both, my head moving side to side, cutting off my air, the releasing when I moved my head upright again.

He yelled to me as he took his face from my throbbing clit, "Cum Now My Slut!!" My body responded immediately as he again licked and sucked my clit, me moaning deeply over and over as the spasms rushed into my very soul, my belly tightening as my hips raised to him, unable to do anything but gasp for air as my head rocked wildly furthering my intensity with my orgasm. I nearly screamed as he continued to fuck my hole with his four fingers wildly moving in and out of me, pressing deeply into my chilled hole, his teeth taking my clit and biting it hard as it pounded into his mouth, his fingers pinching and twisting my nipple, as my body released for him the only way it ever could have, completely, hard, and totally his to control. My dark world now lit up in flashes of intense light seeping into my brain illuminating it with intense pleasure, my heart pounding wildly as I gasped for air.

I didn't even notice him move from the bed, I only gasped and groaned as my body finished it's intense eruption. When I became aware he was no longer between my legs, I heard the drawer open again, the sound of the drawer ringing in my ears, the scraping of the wood against wood, brought me back from the intensity my body had just erupted.

My body still shivering, shaking with the intensity of my orgasm, I felt the bowl lifted from my belly and set on the table, the chill of the air flowing over my exposed cunt so vividly felt. I felt his hand move along my inner outstretched thigh, lightly touching me, sending me thrills along my leg, down to my swollen clit. He grazed his hand lightly along the other thigh, making it quiver as well. I held my head still upright, smelling the leather about my throat, my arms ached from being held, my belly quivered as I felt his presence close to me, his fingers lightly touching down my inner thigh, over my exposed open lips, over my belly, tracing his fingers along my silken skin touching each tit lightly, the nubs so sensitive to his touch, he moved his fingers along my chest. Whispering against my skin, he moaned as he touched my lips, a deep sensual moan. He bent down pressing his lips into mine, taking them hard, and crushing them with his own. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, I felt the ice enters into my parched throat, relieving my dryness, I kissed him back my tongue mixing with his, in a long passionate kiss. Just as soon as the kiss started, it ended just as quickly, my throats now not dry, my lips aching for his kiss again. I realized at that moment he Owned everything, I would only take what he would give me, I could only be His entirely, he would permit no less, I happily accepted my fate, loving him deeply, completely, willing to give him everything over and over.

I felt my legs being taken down; the chains rattling easing the bound ankles lower until they hit the bed. I felt him placing something around my thigh, just above the knee, then strapping it tightly around the thigh, he did the same to the other leg, my ankles still bound. I didn't say a word, just laid very still as he prepared me for something else. I felt the bindings on my ankles released; I had no idea what he was doing to me at all. Then I felt my right hand being released, he leather about the throat loosening, he took the leather from my throat as my arm dropped to the bed, the blindfold unmoving at all, I felt him undo the leather strap from the left hand, but leaving it bound tightly to the bed, I relaxed my body as much as possible, as I felt him loosen the binding on my left wrist, then taking it to the center of the bed and tying it again to the hook at the head of the bed. He moved swiftly releasing the nipples from their clamps, he took my torso flipping it over, then grabbing my right wrist and binding it tightly to my left, my arms over my head again. He took my hair in his hands, and put it into a tie, making a pony tail, smoothing it out along my back, my head down flat on the bed, then turning to the right, he quickly took the leather strap and place it around my neck again, making a large loop, then laying this along my pony tail and down my back. My legs were out straight, the leather straps around my thighs, I quivered in anticipation.

He took a piece of leather and put it through the ring at the side of the bed at the head, then hearing his voice speaking softly to me, "Slut, on your knees for your Master." Immediately I got on my knees, then felt him attach this leather thong to the binding on my thigh, pulling it tightly, raising my knee, putting my sweet ass into the air further for him, spreading out my ass to him. He did the same with my left leg, binding that to the head of the bed as well, spreading me on my knees, my thighs held very firmly out and up, my back arching slightly, the leather falling around my ribs on my left side, as my head was on the right, my arms stretched above me, making me completely his again, I could not move my knees downward, nor did I dare raising my body forward any further, knowing this would displease him. He ran his hand down my spine, appreciating his work, binding his slut completely again, he moved his hand over my ass, then slapped me hard, I lurched forward easily, crying out, the sensations spreading through my ass down my leg, leaving bright red hand print in its wake. My skin throbbing from the assault. I felt him putting on me another piece of leather across my shoulder, he told me to lift up, I placed my elbows on the bed and rose for him, leaning forward to do so, he reached around me, and brought the leather piece up and behind my back, he did the same with the other shoulder, crossing them between my tits, he strapped them on me securely, I now bound around the chest, I laid back on the bed, my tits crushing into the mattress, again laying my head to the side.

He straddled me standing on the bed, reaching up, he took a chain and secured it to the leather around my chest, then pulled up tightly, raising me off the bed, no longer was I able to move forward at all, my tits hanging down, over the sheets, my weight easily supported in the leather trounce. He reached around to the freed nipples, squeezing them tightly, I moaned as my head hung down, my body shivering intensely as he pinched the nipples, leaning over me from the side, he went just below me, I could feel the hot breath of his mouth kissing my ribs gently, my elbows on the bed, he slide his head under my chest and took a nipple into his mouth, his hand moving to my very open clit, teasing it flicking his finger over my clit as he sucked on my tit, I moaned deeply. He put two fingers in my very wet cunt, getting the wetness and gliding his fingers over my clit again, then pinching me lightly as he devoured my tit with his mouth. I moaned over and over, my body shuddering deeply, my thighs quivering madly as he did whatever he pleased with this slut.

He slid from my side, and went behind me, grabbing the leather strap from my neck; he pulled on it hard bringing my head up quickly, cutting off my air, then easing on his pull as he heard me gasp for a breath. I felt his warm legs touch mine coming closer to me, he rubbed the head of his hard cock over my clit and along my slit, teasing my hole, just barely entering me, then rubbing his cock on me harder again. I gasped and moaned feeling him controlling my body once more; he spoke to me again his voice clear and controlling, commanding me to beg him to fuck me. "Now my sweet slut, tell your Master what you want, tell him your desire to have him fuck you, take you like the slut you are, bound to his desires." I begged him willingly, completely, my voice shaking as I spoke to him. "Master please use your slut, take her, take her pleaseeeee my Master pleasseeee your slut needs you to fuck her, my Master pleaseee use your slut as you wish pleaseeee." I pleased him well with my begging as he harshly entered my pussy with his long thick cock, taking me swiftly, completely. Pounding into me with his powerful cock, thrusting his hips into my ass, his balls hitting my throbbing clit. He grabbed my hips, throttling me with his cock, taking me, spreading my hole as he raped my pussy with his hard cock. He made me know I was only his slut, to use as he pleased, taking my pussy for his, pounding his cock harder and harder into me, filling me completely and totally with his hardness and will for me to please him.

I wanted to cum for him almost immediately as he ravaged my cunt, my body so hot from him, so willing to please him, every fiber of my being his to control. He grabbed my ponytail, yanking it back quickly, raising my head, he pulled on the leather strap about my throat, placing the end in his teeth, making sure it was snugly pulling on my throat, not cutting off my air, but making it harder to breathe. He let go of my ponytail, the leather holding my head up as he grabbed my hips and continued to impale himself into me, riding me with his cock, taking my pussy with long deep strokes. I could only whisper hoarsely to him, begging him to let me cum, my body so hot now, I could barely stand him fucking me so completely.

He pulled out of me, my body shuttering wildly as he did so, my cunt throbbing without him, my own need nearly threatening to overcome me, he must have wanted this, I begged him to return his cock to my pussy over and over, he tightened the leather about my throat, cutting my voice off completely. "My slut you will cum when your Master makes you cum, you will get his cock when he wishes to use you, I Own you, I use you as I please, now tell me who Owns you slut?" I felt him release the leather around my throat enough for me to speak to him, "You Own this slut my Master, only you, only you, you Own her heart, mind, body, and soul my Master." "Good girl." he said his own voice nearly a whisper.

I felt him lean over me as my head was allowed to go down again, my breathing was ragged, my body quivering uncontrollably, I could not move but for my head to raise or lower as he willed for me. He poured the icy water down my hips, slowly, letting it go down my spine, over my crack, over my swollen clit, around my ribs, down my hanging tits. I gasped deeply feeling the icy water cover my skin, making me shiver violently. He said, "Since you are too hot, this will cool you my pet." "I am not done using you yet." I shivered and moaned gasping as the icy water engulfed my senses, truly cooling me down. All I could say to him was, "Yes my Master." as my body shivering from need and the icy water was truly in his power.

He got off the bed from behind me, going to the drawer once more, taking what he required from it, my body warming now, the water beginning to dry, my body quivering in need for him to take his slut, he never let go of the leather from around my neck, pulling it gently as he moved around my bound body, letting me know he continued to have full control over me. He then placed the leather strap on my back, I know he left the room, I did not know when he would return, for several minutes he was gone, I began to wonder where he was, my own desire to have him close growing by the second, my body aching for his touch, I bound could only wait until he returned, if he did leave the room, I began to wonder if he did at all, or if he was simply watching me, I finally spoke, "I miss you my Master, please, please return to your slut, please use your slut my Master, pleaseeeeee." No response came for several moments. I heard a rustling behind me, footfalls coming closer; knowing it was my Master who had returned to me finally, my heart leapt with joy. But no response came, any noise could I hear but the sound of footsteps on the carpet.

He jumped up on the bed behind me, slapping my ass hard with both hands, the pain was intense, it scared me more than hurt, I screamed out loudly, feeling the sting of his hands on my ass, my skin quaking as he then massaged my ass lightly. He did not speak a word, instead he pulled on the leather around my throat hard, cutting off my air, jerking my head up fast and hard, he grabbed my hair yanking it harshly, pulling my head back roughly. He kept a hold of the leather, holding it firmly, I could barely breathe at all, gasping for air, he let go of my hair, still holding the leather taunt, and it was biting into my neck choking me. His voice boomed at me, "SLUT!!! Who gave you permission to speak my lovely slut, who said you, could utter a single word? " "Never speak until I give you permission to speak." I felt him slap my ass again over and over, spanking me hard, the leather around my neck still tight, I could not utter a word, only fight for air.

He let go of the leather; I took in huge amounts of air, my senses filling with the fresh wonderful air, by ass ached badly, leaving in his wake a warm glow about my ass, going down my legs. I nodded slowly, understanding completely, not to say a word. My senses heightened each intake of air soothing my body. He tightened the leather again making me gasp for air, I felt him rubbing the dildo around my pussy opening, by body shivered as he did, he ran it over my clit, making me moan, I felt him putting a belt around my waist, running the strap over my ass, he pushed the dildo deep inside me, the straps holding it in place securely, filling me up completely, he began to play with my clit as the dildo was inside me. I felt him move the strap over a bit, then the head of his cock pushing against my ass opening.

I heard him spit on my slit, letting it go down over my small hole, then rubbing his cock over my hole, I could feel he was not aroused fully, the soft head enticing me, gently pushing against my hole. I moaned loudly as he fingers made my clit hard as a rock, he pushed the dildo again, sending shivers through my body, my legs quivering wildly again, he entered my small hole, slowly pushing himself inside, taking his slut the way he wished to, he pushed on the dildo again as he entered me all the way, his cock growing longer and wider inside me as he pushed into me, grinding his hips into my ass, moving in circles, spreading my ass wider for him. He began to ram his now fully hard cock into me relentlessly taking me as only he could. I heard him moan deeply, then growl loudly as he rammed the dildo in again and again, grinding it into my pussy as he took my ass. My body shuddered over and over my orgasm building quickly as he took he harshly. I felt the quirt over my tit, slapping me as he roughly took his slut, making my tit sing in pain and pleasure, he moved to the other one, hitting it hard. I moaned loudly my body being assaulted from all ends at one time. I begged him to let me speak, to tell him of my need to cum, he told me to be silent, I could only moan loudly, telling him what my body was already screaming to him. I shook all over, he impaled his cock into me over and over, he began to moan himself, and I could feel his hardness increasing, raping his slut's ass as he wished to.

He dropped the quirt, and moved his hand to my clit, teasing it with fingers making his slut feel her slavery to him, he pushed on the dildo hard sending shock waves throughout my body, increasing my need to cum tenfold, as he continued to fuck my ass hard. I could take no more, my body started to spasm, he pulled back on the leather around my throat just then, nearly choking me, allowing me only to gasp for air as I came hard. I could feel his cock throbbing in my ass, he pushed harder if that was possible at all, sending me over the brink, I screamed even though I could barely breathe, the sensations passing through my body so intense, I convulsed over and over, he came in me at the precise moment I began to convulse.

He too moaned deeply, screaming out his own passion, grinding his cock into me, in a fury I had never felt before, spreading my ass wider with his hands as he rammed into hard, then grinding his cock as he reached down and pushed the dildo into me, sending wave after glorious wave through me making me cum harder and longer for him than I ever had. I felt my mind going blank, reaching into a void I have never felt before, my body finally slowing, he let go of the leather around my throat, the fresh new air gliding down my throat as I breathed deeply and long. His cock still throbbing in my ass, he moaned deeply completely.

He held himself in me for several minutes, my body aching badly, but never so satisfied in my life, the chills still running through me, a deep sense of passion relieved in me, my body shaking wildly for several minutes. He undid the bindings quickly after her pulled out, my body lying on the bed, my head to the side. He massaged me completely, relaxing my body, stroking my back lovingly, kissing my back softly, and whispering sweet things in my ears as he lay down beside me. He pulled me to my side, and we laid there for the rest of the night sleeping quite soundly.

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