She dialed his number and crossed her fingers. Ring one. Ring two. Ring three. Ring four. Then his message telling her that he wasn’t available but asking her to leave a message anyway. She started to hang up but decided against it.
“Hello, Sir. You know who this is and you know what I want. You know how to reach me, how to touch me, and how to make me do anything your heart desires. I was thinking of showing instead of telling but you’re not available. Call me when you are.”
She flipped her phone closed and pulled her robe tighter around her. She stared out the window and watched the falling leaves swirl and sway in the wind. It crossed her mind to have a bit of pride, to not let on how much the man had gotten to her but she was powerless against it. When she’d handed her submission to him, she’d handed him her heart as well.
The grandfather clock in the hall struck ten and she willed herself to move from the sofa. A November rain had dampened the city and soon snow would come in its place. She checked the lock on the front door, blew out the candles on the foyer table, and made her way into her room. She laid her phone on the nightstand and turned out the lamp. The robe slipped from her shoulders and onto the floor as she slipped between the cool cotton sheets. Since she met him she was only allowed to sleep nude and even if he wasn’t there to check up on her, she did as she was told. In a few minutes she was fast asleep.
She awoke with with a start, completely aware of the scent of leather and the tightness about her wrists. She tried to scream but couldn’t. Gagged. Someone had gagged her. Mentally she wondered if she had forgotten to lock her door then she wondered who would have gagged her.
“I’m sorry to have awakened you. I tried to fuck you in your sleep but you fought me.”
The whisper in her ear made her tremble in fear, but as his face came into view she was relieved. It was him. Instead of calling he had come to her. He had used the key she had given him when she moved in. She relaxed a little more but couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store for her. It wasn’t like him to show up unannounced in the middle of the night.
“Don’t try to figure it out. You won’t. The things I do have little to do with reason or rationality. They have everything to do with my desires. MY desires. Not yours. And it is my desire to see you bound and gagged because perhaps then you will see that you are the mouse and I am the cat. You are my slut, my plaything. Though it certainly is flattering that a beautiful whore such as yourself desires me, I do not care what you desire. That is not why I chose you.” With that he moved his face closer to hers and stared into her eyes. “I chose you because you were easy. You willingly gave yourself to me.”
He stood upright and clasped his hands behind his back. His gaze traveled the length of her naked body then back again. His eyes met hers and she quickly looked away. Without a word he left the room and left her as she was.
She struggled against the gag. Her bladder was full and holding it when she was scared was proving to be a challenge. She jerked and thrust against the gag with her tongue, trying without success to spit it out. His footsteps echoed down the hall and she stilled. Without looking up she knew he was back in the room.
“Do not struggle. Do not speak. Knowing you as I do, I’m certain your bladder is full to overflowing. Right now you’re wishing for a small reprieve so that you may use the bathroom, so that you may piss in that respectable little girl fashion with the water running and the door pulled shut behind you. And wish for it you may, but you won’t get it. Instead I have placed a towel beneath you. Under the towel is a rubber pad to keep from ruining those cotton sheets you love so much. You, my dear little cock tease are to piss right where you lay.”
She swallowed hard and tried for the briefest moment to convince herself that she had misheard him. She couldn’t possibly urinate in front of him, much less on her bed. As she struggled to tell him no, to be heard through the gag, she was aware of his movements.
The flogger landed on her breasts and she cried out. Not from pain but from surprise. They hadn’t discussed floggers or the possibility of their use. Her mind couldn’t process it quickly enough and she felt a second blow land on her other breast. He smiled a soft smile and placed a rubber ball in her hand.
“You were told to piss. You will receive alternating strikes to each breast until you do as you were told. It humiliates you, I know. It will also humble you and remind you of your place. In the event that you feel as if this is too much for you, you are required to use the ball as you would use your safe word. Drop it if you can’t handle doing what your Master has told you to do.”
She cried but she knew she could not drop the ball. She was not being harmed. She trusted him even when he surprised her with his actions. He had been patient with her and when they discussed taking things further she had agreed. With her mind made up she closed her eyes and willed herself to urinate.
“That’s my good girl. That’s my pet. It feels much better now, doesn’t it? To have released the piss that made you so uncomfortable. Your punishment is almost complete but you must listen carefully. In addition to what you have just done, to the blows you have received, there are two more parts to your punishment. Look at me!”
The seriousness in his voice alone would have made her look at him. Their eyes met and she knew that he was demanding the most of her. She saw his love and respect for her shining through the bright blue of his eyes and her heart swelled with love.
“You will receive ten more blows on various parts of your body. When I am finished with the final blow I will remove your gag. I will then fuck you in a way that I have never fucked you before, pet. I will lube your delectable little pucker and fuck your ass. I will take my time and I will be as gentle as I can. You can be assured that I will enjoy having the ass that belongs to me. However, as before, if it is more than you are willing to do or if it causes you an intense amount of pain and absolutely no pleasure, you are to drop the ball. I will enjoy hearing you scream and beg while I fuck you. So the ball is to continue you to be your safe word. Is that understood?”
She swallowed hard and nodded. She felt the bed shift under his weight as he knelt between her legs. The flogger landed twice against each of her thighs then twice more against each of her arms. The final two blows from his flogger landed squarely on the lips of her exposed cunt. She was ashamed at the expletives that she had yelled.
She heard him lay down the flogger and wondered if he would be gentle. He took the gag from her mouth and kissed her deeply before rocking back on his knees. The slick coolness of the lubricant caused her to gasp out loud. She moaned as his fingers teased and probed her hole gently.
“My cock is hard for you, slut. It is my ass to fuck and fuck it I will.”
With the head of his cock pushing past the entrance of her virgin ass and his hands spreading her legs wide she felt as if she might be ripped in two. She wasn’t tiny but his cock was huge in comparison to her puckered hole. A scream tore from her lips and her breathing was erratic.
“You feel so good, pet. Your tight little hole stretched around my throbbing cock. Can you feel it, whore? Can you feel how hard you make me? How bad I want you?”
She bit her lip and tasted blood. Her nipples were hard and she felt the initial pain start to subside. His fingers rubbed her clit and she could feel the wetness of her cunt mingled with the urine that was left on her labia. It was a heady combination and she couldn’t help but beg for him to fuck her.
“That’s it, whore. Beg for my cock. Open your eyes and watch me as I fuck your ass. Smell the scent of us, slut.”
With one last thrust he buried his cock in her ass. As he emptied his seed into her bowels the tears fell from her eyes and she felt her own climax take hold. The higher they climbed the faster she fell. “I love you, Master! I fucking love you!” The sobs wracked her body and she felt his cock slip from her newly stretched ass.
He laid against the length of her and loosened the leather at her wrists. His warmth blanketed her as his lips found hers. He gathered her to him and held on tightly. She knew she was coming down and she knew he was there to catch her.
“I love you too, pet. I love you too.”
He gathered her from the bed and half carried, half ushered her to the bathroom. As the tub filled she sat on his lap with her head against his chest and listened to the beat of his heart. He kissed the top of her head then turned them both around to slip into the hot water.
“I love you, pet. You know who I am and you know what I want. You know how to reach me, how to touch me, and how to make me do anything your heart desires. I got your message, but I wanted to show instead of tell.”
*This is a work of fiction…even if I wish it were not.
Cross-posted from thebutterflytemptress.com
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