My mistress swung me up to a vertical position and stalked across the room. Was the rage real or all part of the game? Being as I was completely at her mercy I had good reason to worry. She grabbed a towel from a stack against the wall and wiped my discharge from her face and neck as she moved over to the cabinets. I was expecting the whip or another similar device but was surprised when she stopped at the drawers full of toys. She reached in and grabbed something and turned to me with a cruel smile on her face.
"Well what shall it be hmmmmmmm? Mandingo?" My eyes widened when I saw the enormous black thickly veined phallus in her hand. My stomach did a flip and my balls drew up into my body with fear. Seeing my reaction brought a laugh to her lips, "No, I think not, you are no way near ready for this." Placing the foot long strap-on back she chose another. "Maybe stubby?" she showed me a red one that was relatively short but tremendous in girth. "Or slim jim?" which was long thin and purple. "Hmmm, my guess is that your ass is virgin territory, am I correct?" I nodded my head vigorously, my throat and mouth gone dry. "OK we will just go with this one then."
Mistress walked over to the horse and placed an average sized rubber cock, bright blue in color with an attached cord that ended at a little controller on the floor along with a bottle of astroglide. "This fits right in my harness and has two vibrating balls in it, one at the tip and another at the base. The one in the tip is for you though you don't deserve it you bad bad slave, the other is for my clit, it sends delicious vibrations all through my body." She had picked up the leash from before and snapped it to the collar around my neck. I considered bolting as soon as I was released from my restraints but the malice was gone from her voice so my initial fear was ebbing. Her voice took on the tone of command once more as she unstrapped first my feet then my hands.
"ON YOUR KNEES SLAVE! COME WITH ME!" She led me over to the horse and told me to stand and lean over it. I complied and she walked to the far side and fastened my left hand to a strap so I was stretched over the low horse, my feet barely able to stay on the ground, my ass thrust out and exposed. Just as she was starting on my right hand a light over the door flashed on and off repeatedly. "Damn, the front door. I am expecting a package so you will just have to wait." With that she quickly crossed the room and grabbed her gown up. "We wouldn't want to give the UPS man a heart attack now would we?" she laughed on her way out the door.
As i stood there exposed to my fate an idea formed in my mind and I started to grin. Stretching out I was just able to reach the restraint holding my left arm in place and I quickly released it. My cock started to rise as I contemplated what was to come. By the time I had reached the cabinets my manhood had once again inflated to its full glory. The tables are about to be turned on my haughty mistress I thought as I found the items I was looking for among all the varied paraphernalia. Placing myself just out of sight behind the door I awaited her return.
I reached down and fondled myself briefly and my rock hard dick throbbed in anticipation of the upcoming turn of events. Stopping myself before I shot off in the air for the second time I awaited the return of the soon to be not so proud beauty. My wait was not long as I heard her heels on the steps then moments later she re-entered the room. Mistress started to speak but was cut off as I swiftly stepped behind her and pulled the black hood over her head. She squeaked a little as she was thrust into darkness, momentarily disorienting her so I had time to wrap my arms around her voluptuous body and snap the handcuffs about her wrists.
"What... how dare... you worm!" she sputtered, her voice muffled by the thick velvet. She started to struggle but soon realized it was futile when I raised her arms over her head. I held her bound wrists with one hand and ran the other up her shapely body, pressing my groin against her lovely ass and tweaking her prominent nipple.
"Ever hear of a slave revolt mistress?" I inquired. "The worm has turned and now you shall get a taste of your own medicine."
"What do you mean? How dare you! Release me at once!!"
"Not quite yet my sweet, listen for a bit first." I then proceeded to repeat the rules she had told me at the beginning of our encounter but with a different twist. After each rule my hand touched a different part of her body; her hip, her breasts, her ass and finally her pussy. As I finished the rules I plunged one finger into her center finding the way slick and ready. Probing with one then two fingers I whispered in her ear "All you have to do is say the word 'begonia' and I will stop and leave you here never to know what might have been. So what shall it be?"
She writhed on my digits and then moaned as my thumb found her clit and rubbed it lightly. "Please... don't stop... master." The last word came out barely audible and I smacked her butt.
"Speak up slave I didn't hear you."
"Please master," was her reply in a slightly louder voice.
"Good, good slave." I withdrew my fingers from her juicy slit and rubbed them over her stiffening nipple, making her arch her back and moan again. "Aren't we a hot little slave, we will have to do something about that," I chuckled as I led her over to the horse. "First let's get you out of this outfit, slaves don't deserve to be clothed in even this skimpy amount of leather." I began unstrapping the belts and straps that made up her garb, taking care to tease each part as I went along. I then bent her over in the position I had recently vacated but this time I attached both wrists securely.
Returning to the cabinets I retrieved a few items and strode back over to my helpless slave. Kneeling behind her I took a 4' long rod with ties at each end, spread her feet and secured them. Stepping back I admired the scene before me. She was standing with her legs spread wide, bent over at the waist, her stomach laying on the horse with her hands secured to the other side. This position offered up many delicious views. Her rounded ass was thrust out just begging to be spanked, her shaved pussy with its blood engorged lips and prominent clit glistened and her breasts with their thimble-like nipples hung over the side of the horse.
"I'll be right back, don't go anywhere," I laughed as I turned to leave. Pausing long enough to run my hand between her legs, over her moist bare lips and up the crack of her ass to the little brown pucker, I slipped one dew moistened finger into her. She moaned and pressed back against the invading digit. "Oh you like that huh? Let me give you something to pass the time while I am gone." Popping my finger back out I reached down and poured some astroglide on a medium sized vibrating butt plug and pressed it to the yielding hole of her back passage. With a little pressure it slid right in. I then picked up the dong she was going to use on me and placed the head against her slit. Running it up and down the length of her fold a few times to lubricate it in her natural juices I buried the fake cock in her. My slave was squirming around as she was filled with these two toys and gasped when I turned both of them on high. A slight humming could be heard as I exited the room, punctuated by her steady moaning.
I went upstairs, my stiff cock leading the way. Entering the kitchen I poured another drink from her ample bar and filled a bowl with ice cubes from the freezer. Going to the sink I filled a glass with hot water and thought about the days events. Little did I realize this morning, was it just this morning?, how the day would turn into the most erotic day of my life. I had heard stories from other tradesmen but I always discounted them as braggart lies, more wish fulfillment than truth. Now I wasn't so sure but I was sure no one would believe how this day was going. Good thing the camera was running or I might not believe it myself. Thinking that I had waited long enough I returned to the basement with my items.
