Wanting to please my Master, and longing for his touch, I scamper away into the bedroom and slip into a chain mail bra and black short hip skirt, barely able to cover my pelvic mound when pulled tight. Looking around the room I gather any toys and tools my Master may desire to use, prepare them and lay them on the table beside the bed. I slip into my leather cuffs, carefully tightening them around my ankles and wrists. I tie my ankles to the edge of the bed, spread eagle and carefully, slowly, clip my wrists into the clasps on the head board dangling slightly.
I wait in torturous anticipation for my Master to return to me, my love nectar already seeping out from deepest passages of desire. The door opens and my Master enters his domain. “Tre’Sha,” he calls. “Come to me my pet!” Panic seizes me as I have securely locked myself in place and an unable to head his commands. He waits a moment, “Slave, you should not keep your Master waiting.”
“I am here Master!” I call up to him. “I am here!”
I hear his footsteps coming down the stairs; he enters the bedroom and looks down on my captured form. My Master’s eyes sweep my body, and I see a look of approval in his eyes. “Tre’Sha...” he purrs. “You have done an admirable job of preparing yourself for me, but not at my request. If I needed you at the door, you would have been unable to serve me as I desired.”
“Yes my Master. Please forgive me,” I plead.
He sits on the bed to my side, casually running his hands over my body. He grasps my breasts lazily with his hands, teasing my nipples to full erection through the cold metal bra. Carefully he undoes the clasp and bears my chest to the warmth of his palm, dropping the slinky metal to the bedside table.
“You are forgiven my lovely one, as it is I could not have prepared you better for your surprise.” Master squeezes my nipple tightly, almost painfully and I gasp sharply with pleasure. “You have anticipated my desire this day and you will not be punished for this assumption”
I sigh with relief, having both pleased my Master and escaped punishment. “Thank you Master, you are too kind to this slave.”
My Master continues to run his hands adoringly over my body, lightly scratching with his nails on my flesh and soothing with the press of his warm fingers. “I have a new test for you Tre’Sha. One I am sure you are ready for and I want you to please me in this matter. You will obey all of my commands and without hesitation. You will put your whole heart into the tasks I will assign you. Do you understand my love?”
I nod my head vigorously; curious and a little afraid of what is to come. I feel my nether lips swelling and becoming wet with fear and excitement. A sharp slap strikes my left breast, “Answer me out loud.”
“Yes Master, I will please you.” Master nods to me and with a reassuringly takes the side of my face in the palm of his hand he lifts my chin to meet his hungry kiss that tells me my answer has truly pleased him.
He leaves the room for a few moments and comes back down leading a blond woman. She is blindfolded and scantly clad in a torn tank top and a skirt hardly longer than the one I had donned for my Master. More than a little afraid at the arrival of this new slave, having never served another for my Master before I almost protest. Master takes a finger and puts it to my lips, as I can see he does the same to her. “Neither of you will speak, both of you are to be silent and do as I instruct you. Nod your heads if you understand.” I nod to my Master and see the other woman do the same.
Master leads her to the edge of the bead and puts her hands down on the comforter. He slides her hands forwards until her she touches my bare side. “This is my slave. She is tied down and cannot touch you. I want you to explore her body completely. She has pleased me today and you may feel free to please her. Do you understand?”
The other slave nods to my Master, smiling. I see her tongue lick her upper lip fleetingly as though this is a task she is to enjoy. The fear and panic in me rises, matched only by my excitement. Taking a little flogger in his hand, my Master moves to the other side of the bed and sits down in his favorite armchair where he can have the best view.
The confused feelings nearly overwhelming me, I gasp as her delicate hands begin to probe my flesh. Her chilled fingertips more than a little shocking as they run over my stomach and her long slender nails begin to awaken my body faster than I had ever expected. With only a few simple well exploratory passes of her hand over my navel and up my stomach, my hips are already arching under her touch. The blindfold cannot hide this woman’s triumphant smile at so easily having captured my body’s attention.
Her hands make their way up my chest, enjoying the soft smooth skin beneath her fingers until she reaches my breasts. Unlike my Master she barely stops to explore my ample mounds, but slides over them quickly, flicking and twisting my nipple slightly, then works up to my neck and face, as if learning my look with her fingers, not my eyes.
“I want to watch you kiss her,” my Master states and my heart pounds so hard in my chest as this woman’s fingertips find my lips and trace them slowly as she brings her face to mine. Her lips taste of raspberries and her breath warm and silky. Her tongue darts in and out of my mouth, licking my lips and occasionally giving them little nips.
The pleasure of this kiss surprises me and I find myself kissing her back. Closing my eyes, I strain at my bonds to push my lips firmer against hers. My hips rise from the bed, pushing against her body and a low moan escapes my lips.
“Open your eyes My Little One, I want you to watch her pleasure your body as I do.”
The woman’s hand moves to my stomach and pushes my hips down to the bed, preventing me from pressing against her. My own reaction embarrasses me; it should not be so strong for this strange Mistress to whose will I am subject.
My body stops rebelling and I lay still beneath her pleasurable kiss. Her fingers begin to move around on my abdomen and I hear my Master breathe softly and huskily, “Yes, touch her as you kiss her.” The hands on my stomach begin to move down, over my pelvis to my pulsing core. A panicked gasp escapes my lips as her fingers crest over and brush against my throbbing pleasure center. The Flogger in my Master’s hand quickly lashes out against the bottom of my foot, reminding me of my promise to accept all that is happening as it is for his pleasure.
The warm soft unfamiliar fingers proceed as if I had not made a sound and begin to probe my nether lips, pulling them apart and running across my wet core. Her lips still teasing my mouth, begins to mimic the movements of her fingers, teeth tugging my lips as her fingers tug on my petals. Her tongue darts quickly into my mouth twice and she pulls her head away for a moment to be sure I understand her threat. Within two breaths her already slick fingers have dove into me, penetrating my deepest secrets.
She smiles wickedly as she lowers her head to my own, tongue again entering my mouth diving deeper and harder, her fingers matching the same merciless rhythm in and out of me, causing my ambrosia to spill down my chasm. A moan of pleasure escapes my lips as she slips a third finger into me, spreading me wider and pounding harder. Her thumb slips up and begins to massage the hard, starving pearl of my pleasure as her hand pounds into me.
“Yes Tre’Sha, moan for me. Thank our guest with your moans and pleads.” I hear my Master unzip his pants and pull out his manhood. Listening to him gently stroke it, I feel a wave of pleasure at his watching me writhe and be tortured beneath this strange woman’s hands. That thought, combined with the merciless assault on my body continuing, I am unable to contain myself and explode in climax.
As the waves of pleasure subside I see Master has stood and removed his pants. “Girl you have cum without permission. You must learn patience. You will now watch me please the good slave.”
My Master takes the strange but now tantalizing woman aside and unties my feet, unclasping my hands from the headboard, he secures them together tightly behind my back. He sits me on the bed, facing his favorite chair.
Taking the other slave, still blindfolded in his arms, he kisses her deeply and reaches under her skirt to test her wetness. “Ahh, I see you are ready for me and hungry to please me as well.” He returns to his chair and pulls her into his lap, spreading his legs so his balls rest on the edge of the cushion, he spreads her legs overtop of his, so she is also spread eagle. Lowering the new slave onto his pleasurable lance, my Master moans deeply as her tight wet embrace encircles him. From my perfect vantage point, I watch as he slides her up and down his shaft. Her stretched lips massaging his organ drench his balls with nectar as I watch. Masters eyes never leave mine as he reaches up and takes her breasts in his hands. Her moans escape her as if she is being lashed with a whip each time Masters colossal hammer slams into her delicate passage.
“Do you wish to please me my slave? You may answer out loud so this one…” he grasps her breast harder and squeezes making her almost scream, “Can’t hear you.”
“Yes Master. Please let me serve you.” I beg him, my eyes meeting his as I struggle to portray my deepest desire to gratify him.
“You will do as I wish without hesitation, with no reward for yourself?”
“Yes my Master, please. I am yours.”
Master grins evilly, “You will please me Tre’Sha.” He spread his legs even wider opening the view so they are almost in the splits. Leaning forwards so his lips almost touch his new slave’s ear he groans, “I want you to lick this one’s clit as she rides my cock. I want you to whip her pussy lips with your tongue as she rides me to orgasm. Then you will suck my juices out of her while I am still inside. Do you understand slave?”
I nod my head, half afraid but wanting to please more than I fear. I drop to my knees, hands still bound tight behind me and slip to the foot of Master’s chair. Nuzzling in, my tongue lashes out to catch her squirming body. Licking and suckling at anything I can catch between her frantic movements and my Master’s violent invasion. I bend lower at my knees, straitening out my back and displaying my heart shaped behind for my Masters view. With every effort to please, I frantically thrash her engorged blossom, lashing at her pleasure core and lapping at my Master’s mammoth puncturing sword.
I hear my Master purring whispers into her ear, licking softly at her neck and slapping at her bouncing breasts. My ministrations and his attentions are quickly too much for the other slave and she is thrown over into orgasm. The overwhelming sensations tear her from this world, and throw her to the winds of euphoria. Her shuddering response quickly throws my Master over the edge and he too erupts, riding her silky wetness even harder and grunting out his pleasure.
As my Master requests, even as he is ebbing from his orgasm, my lips again find her now pulsating entrance, and begin to suckle her and him, drawing out his divine juices with my tongue and gently easing the two back to reality. The flavor of my Master mixed with this woman’s divine wetness quickly becomes my elixir of life. Diving as deep into her with my tongue while Master’s sword still remains, I extract the precious fluids. As my Master’s strength subsides I am able to withdraw his powerful weapon from her, into my mouth, teasing out every last ounce of his ecstasy.
“Now kiss her my Tre’Sha. Kiss her as she kissed you.” I carefully rise to my feet, hands still bound behind my back and slip into my master’s arms, as he pulls me against his newest treasure. Our breasts meet first as he brings us together in his embrace. The shudder of her body at this sensual contact, while she remains so sensitive, allows me to don the smug smile she had worn earlier. My head sinks slowly to find her lips, so she can feel my breath on her cheek before I strike. Her blinded eyes now being the disadvantage my bondage had been, and I intended to exploit. Savagely I sweep in and capture her lips, my tongue demanding and taking its place within her hungry mouth.
“Yes my girl. Taste my gift to you her lips, taste our passionate mating on her breath.” He whispers in her ear. I feel my master’s rising excitement between our legs, rising up and nudging each of our thighs. My passionate kiss doubles as I begin to moan as well, grinding my body against this beautiful stranger.
“Enough!” my master commands as quickly I pull away from the kiss. “We will adjourn for my dinner; I want you both fed and ready for me in half an hour in the dungeon. Tre’Sha, make sure you show our new friend how I like to be received in those chambers.”
With that my Master left the room, my hands still bound and her eyes still blinded. It may be an interesting half hour in this state.
I wait in torturous anticipation for my Master to return to me, my love nectar already seeping out from deepest passages of desire. The door opens and my Master enters his domain. “Tre’Sha,” he calls. “Come to me my pet!” Panic seizes me as I have securely locked myself in place and an unable to head his commands. He waits a moment, “Slave, you should not keep your Master waiting.”
“I am here Master!” I call up to him. “I am here!”
I hear his footsteps coming down the stairs; he enters the bedroom and looks down on my captured form. My Master’s eyes sweep my body, and I see a look of approval in his eyes. “Tre’Sha...” he purrs. “You have done an admirable job of preparing yourself for me, but not at my request. If I needed you at the door, you would have been unable to serve me as I desired.”
“Yes my Master. Please forgive me,” I plead.
He sits on the bed to my side, casually running his hands over my body. He grasps my breasts lazily with his hands, teasing my nipples to full erection through the cold metal bra. Carefully he undoes the clasp and bears my chest to the warmth of his palm, dropping the slinky metal to the bedside table.
“You are forgiven my lovely one, as it is I could not have prepared you better for your surprise.” Master squeezes my nipple tightly, almost painfully and I gasp sharply with pleasure. “You have anticipated my desire this day and you will not be punished for this assumption”
I sigh with relief, having both pleased my Master and escaped punishment. “Thank you Master, you are too kind to this slave.”
My Master continues to run his hands adoringly over my body, lightly scratching with his nails on my flesh and soothing with the press of his warm fingers. “I have a new test for you Tre’Sha. One I am sure you are ready for and I want you to please me in this matter. You will obey all of my commands and without hesitation. You will put your whole heart into the tasks I will assign you. Do you understand my love?”
I nod my head vigorously; curious and a little afraid of what is to come. I feel my nether lips swelling and becoming wet with fear and excitement. A sharp slap strikes my left breast, “Answer me out loud.”
“Yes Master, I will please you.” Master nods to me and with a reassuringly takes the side of my face in the palm of his hand he lifts my chin to meet his hungry kiss that tells me my answer has truly pleased him.
He leaves the room for a few moments and comes back down leading a blond woman. She is blindfolded and scantly clad in a torn tank top and a skirt hardly longer than the one I had donned for my Master. More than a little afraid at the arrival of this new slave, having never served another for my Master before I almost protest. Master takes a finger and puts it to my lips, as I can see he does the same to her. “Neither of you will speak, both of you are to be silent and do as I instruct you. Nod your heads if you understand.” I nod to my Master and see the other woman do the same.
Master leads her to the edge of the bead and puts her hands down on the comforter. He slides her hands forwards until her she touches my bare side. “This is my slave. She is tied down and cannot touch you. I want you to explore her body completely. She has pleased me today and you may feel free to please her. Do you understand?”
The other slave nods to my Master, smiling. I see her tongue lick her upper lip fleetingly as though this is a task she is to enjoy. The fear and panic in me rises, matched only by my excitement. Taking a little flogger in his hand, my Master moves to the other side of the bed and sits down in his favorite armchair where he can have the best view.
The confused feelings nearly overwhelming me, I gasp as her delicate hands begin to probe my flesh. Her chilled fingertips more than a little shocking as they run over my stomach and her long slender nails begin to awaken my body faster than I had ever expected. With only a few simple well exploratory passes of her hand over my navel and up my stomach, my hips are already arching under her touch. The blindfold cannot hide this woman’s triumphant smile at so easily having captured my body’s attention.
Her hands make their way up my chest, enjoying the soft smooth skin beneath her fingers until she reaches my breasts. Unlike my Master she barely stops to explore my ample mounds, but slides over them quickly, flicking and twisting my nipple slightly, then works up to my neck and face, as if learning my look with her fingers, not my eyes.
“I want to watch you kiss her,” my Master states and my heart pounds so hard in my chest as this woman’s fingertips find my lips and trace them slowly as she brings her face to mine. Her lips taste of raspberries and her breath warm and silky. Her tongue darts in and out of my mouth, licking my lips and occasionally giving them little nips.
The pleasure of this kiss surprises me and I find myself kissing her back. Closing my eyes, I strain at my bonds to push my lips firmer against hers. My hips rise from the bed, pushing against her body and a low moan escapes my lips.
“Open your eyes My Little One, I want you to watch her pleasure your body as I do.”
The woman’s hand moves to my stomach and pushes my hips down to the bed, preventing me from pressing against her. My own reaction embarrasses me; it should not be so strong for this strange Mistress to whose will I am subject.
My body stops rebelling and I lay still beneath her pleasurable kiss. Her fingers begin to move around on my abdomen and I hear my Master breathe softly and huskily, “Yes, touch her as you kiss her.” The hands on my stomach begin to move down, over my pelvis to my pulsing core. A panicked gasp escapes my lips as her fingers crest over and brush against my throbbing pleasure center. The Flogger in my Master’s hand quickly lashes out against the bottom of my foot, reminding me of my promise to accept all that is happening as it is for his pleasure.
The warm soft unfamiliar fingers proceed as if I had not made a sound and begin to probe my nether lips, pulling them apart and running across my wet core. Her lips still teasing my mouth, begins to mimic the movements of her fingers, teeth tugging my lips as her fingers tug on my petals. Her tongue darts quickly into my mouth twice and she pulls her head away for a moment to be sure I understand her threat. Within two breaths her already slick fingers have dove into me, penetrating my deepest secrets.
She smiles wickedly as she lowers her head to my own, tongue again entering my mouth diving deeper and harder, her fingers matching the same merciless rhythm in and out of me, causing my ambrosia to spill down my chasm. A moan of pleasure escapes my lips as she slips a third finger into me, spreading me wider and pounding harder. Her thumb slips up and begins to massage the hard, starving pearl of my pleasure as her hand pounds into me.
“Yes Tre’Sha, moan for me. Thank our guest with your moans and pleads.” I hear my Master unzip his pants and pull out his manhood. Listening to him gently stroke it, I feel a wave of pleasure at his watching me writhe and be tortured beneath this strange woman’s hands. That thought, combined with the merciless assault on my body continuing, I am unable to contain myself and explode in climax.
As the waves of pleasure subside I see Master has stood and removed his pants. “Girl you have cum without permission. You must learn patience. You will now watch me please the good slave.”
My Master takes the strange but now tantalizing woman aside and unties my feet, unclasping my hands from the headboard, he secures them together tightly behind my back. He sits me on the bed, facing his favorite chair.
Taking the other slave, still blindfolded in his arms, he kisses her deeply and reaches under her skirt to test her wetness. “Ahh, I see you are ready for me and hungry to please me as well.” He returns to his chair and pulls her into his lap, spreading his legs so his balls rest on the edge of the cushion, he spreads her legs overtop of his, so she is also spread eagle. Lowering the new slave onto his pleasurable lance, my Master moans deeply as her tight wet embrace encircles him. From my perfect vantage point, I watch as he slides her up and down his shaft. Her stretched lips massaging his organ drench his balls with nectar as I watch. Masters eyes never leave mine as he reaches up and takes her breasts in his hands. Her moans escape her as if she is being lashed with a whip each time Masters colossal hammer slams into her delicate passage.
“Do you wish to please me my slave? You may answer out loud so this one…” he grasps her breast harder and squeezes making her almost scream, “Can’t hear you.”
“Yes Master. Please let me serve you.” I beg him, my eyes meeting his as I struggle to portray my deepest desire to gratify him.
“You will do as I wish without hesitation, with no reward for yourself?”
“Yes my Master, please. I am yours.”
Master grins evilly, “You will please me Tre’Sha.” He spread his legs even wider opening the view so they are almost in the splits. Leaning forwards so his lips almost touch his new slave’s ear he groans, “I want you to lick this one’s clit as she rides my cock. I want you to whip her pussy lips with your tongue as she rides me to orgasm. Then you will suck my juices out of her while I am still inside. Do you understand slave?”
I nod my head, half afraid but wanting to please more than I fear. I drop to my knees, hands still bound tight behind me and slip to the foot of Master’s chair. Nuzzling in, my tongue lashes out to catch her squirming body. Licking and suckling at anything I can catch between her frantic movements and my Master’s violent invasion. I bend lower at my knees, straitening out my back and displaying my heart shaped behind for my Masters view. With every effort to please, I frantically thrash her engorged blossom, lashing at her pleasure core and lapping at my Master’s mammoth puncturing sword.
I hear my Master purring whispers into her ear, licking softly at her neck and slapping at her bouncing breasts. My ministrations and his attentions are quickly too much for the other slave and she is thrown over into orgasm. The overwhelming sensations tear her from this world, and throw her to the winds of euphoria. Her shuddering response quickly throws my Master over the edge and he too erupts, riding her silky wetness even harder and grunting out his pleasure.
As my Master requests, even as he is ebbing from his orgasm, my lips again find her now pulsating entrance, and begin to suckle her and him, drawing out his divine juices with my tongue and gently easing the two back to reality. The flavor of my Master mixed with this woman’s divine wetness quickly becomes my elixir of life. Diving as deep into her with my tongue while Master’s sword still remains, I extract the precious fluids. As my Master’s strength subsides I am able to withdraw his powerful weapon from her, into my mouth, teasing out every last ounce of his ecstasy.
“Now kiss her my Tre’Sha. Kiss her as she kissed you.” I carefully rise to my feet, hands still bound behind my back and slip into my master’s arms, as he pulls me against his newest treasure. Our breasts meet first as he brings us together in his embrace. The shudder of her body at this sensual contact, while she remains so sensitive, allows me to don the smug smile she had worn earlier. My head sinks slowly to find her lips, so she can feel my breath on her cheek before I strike. Her blinded eyes now being the disadvantage my bondage had been, and I intended to exploit. Savagely I sweep in and capture her lips, my tongue demanding and taking its place within her hungry mouth.
“Yes my girl. Taste my gift to you her lips, taste our passionate mating on her breath.” He whispers in her ear. I feel my master’s rising excitement between our legs, rising up and nudging each of our thighs. My passionate kiss doubles as I begin to moan as well, grinding my body against this beautiful stranger.
“Enough!” my master commands as quickly I pull away from the kiss. “We will adjourn for my dinner; I want you both fed and ready for me in half an hour in the dungeon. Tre’Sha, make sure you show our new friend how I like to be received in those chambers.”
With that my Master left the room, my hands still bound and her eyes still blinded. It may be an interesting half hour in this state.
