"Well, let's see what we have here." Here I am, naked, standing with my hands and feet in chains being looked over like I was some kind of animal. "Is she well trained?"
"Yes, very well trained", My Master tells her. "You shouldn't have any problems."
"Has she ever been with a woman?" She asks. "As a matter of fact, no. You will be her first." Master replies. She grins, and looks me over once again. "Good, a virgin. I haven't had one of those in a long time."
"Okay, I'll take her. How much?" She asks. "Well, I usually don't sell someone as well trained as her, but for you, I lend her to you. We can discuss payment later." With that, Master hands Her my leash. "If I hear you have disgraced me, you will have hell to pay," Master whispers in my ear. With that warning, I am taken away.
I only had to look back one time to see that he meant what he said. My new Mistress, seeing that I was looking, jerked on my leash. "Keep your eyes down slut!" She commanded. "Yes, Mistress." I replied, and immediately brought my eyes down. She put me in the back seat, then got in the car and drove off. I had no idea where we were going, or if I was coming back.
Finally, the car stopped at a small house. My new Mistress got out of the car and went into the house, leaving me in the back seat alone. I was pretty sure I could get away, but that would disgrace my Master. That is something that I could never do. At last, she returned. Taking my leash she leads me into the house.
The house was small and quaint, with minimal furniture. I was taken through the foyer and into a dark room lit only with candles. I tried to look around, but the minute I lifted my head, I was caned. "You were told to keep your eyes down," a male voice admonished me. Not knowing how to address this new voice I only replied "Yes Sir". "Is my new slut disobeying me?" my Mistress asks. "Please forgive me Mistress, I only wanted to see where I was."
"I already gave you one chance, that's all you get". With that Mistress points towards a low table. "You've seen one of these?"
"Yes Mistress, I have," I answered. "Good, you know what to do then." She replies.
I kneel in front of the table. Sir binds my hands and legs and then walks away. Mistress kneels beside me and presents a cane to me. I kiss it and she takes it and positions herself behind me. "Count," She commands. "Mistress, one, Mistress." I count one, two, three. Ten comes and goes. I reach twenty, knowing that I can't possible take any more, and She stops. Suddenly, there is no sound except for my breathing. I am left alone for a few minutes to gather my senses.
"Have you learned your lesson slut?" Mistress asks. "Yes Mistress, I have," I whispered. "Untie her and bring her to me," she commands to Sir. I raise my hand up a little. "Yes slut, you wish to speak?"
"Thank you Mistress, but what am I suppose to call Sir?" I had no idea who this man was or his rank. I didn't want to further insult Mistress by addressing him wrong. "You may call him what you've been calling him, though he is my little play toy." She replies. With that she leaves the room.
I am brought to a small room. Mistress is sitting in a rather large chair. I manage to look up without being noticed. She has taken off her long dress and is wearing only a leather corset, stockings and boots. The corset barely covers her breasts; in fact I can see part of a nipple peaking out of its' confines. I feel a tingle, but I'm not sure if I am ready. It doesn't matter now anyway, it's no longer for me to decide.
I approach Mistress and immediately kneel. Nervously, I continue looking towards the floor. Does my new Mistress even like what she sees? All my apprehension is appeased when She takes my chin in her hand, lifts my head, and gently kisses me. The feeling of Her lips on mine is so soft, so sensuous. I knew then that I would do anything for her.
Mistress rises, and walks me to a large bed. She tells me to kneel on the bed, which I readily comply. I am bound in such a fashion that my hands and ankles are tied together with my legs spread apart. Mistress then puts a blindfold on me. My ass and pussy are vulnerable to anyone who wishes to abuse me. I am left there to be admired for what seems like forever. Finally, I feel a hand on my ass, gently stroking me.