A New Turn to Things

Maria had been brought back to her room after they had shaved her and Darren had told her that he had a couple of things to take care of. He had left her telling her he would be back later and she was to wait here. "I don't want you touching that cunt of yours. " He warned, "it's mine for now, and only I can touch it, if you do touch it I will have to punish you and tie your hands behind your back so you cant touch it. Understand?" He had told her, his voice turning serious, and a gleam in his eyes that seemed to make Maria want to touch herself just to see what he would do.

But she managed to stutter out a reply, "yes Sir." And then he was gone, leaving Maria alone.

The room had a nice, homely feel to it, strange really if you considered the things that would take place in it. But then, Maria had no idea, she also had no idea that even as she wandered around the room wondering what to do, Darren was in his study, watching her. All the rooms had cameras in them allowing him to watch what was going on. Darren was a bit of a voyeur, but he wanted to see if she would obey him. Was she really a natural submissive? Or would she prove to have a rebellious side. He wasn't sure which one he wanted to see, both would be fun.

In her room she sat on the bed, her cunt felt strange, she had never thought of shaving her hair off before. She looked down, seeing the smooth skin and the pinkness of her plump labia peeking out from between her legs. There was a mirror on the wall at the foot of the bed, so she scooted down, parting her legs she looked at her freshly shaven peace. She slowly gripped her labia, pulling them down, opening them as she moaned softly, he had told her not to do this, but she couldn't help it, she was so aroused. She wanted to touch her clit, to make herself cum. And he couldn't know - could he? She stared at the pink cunt that was shown on the mirror and felt her insides start to melt. She moaned softly, he wouldn't know, she needed to do this.

First her thumb rubbed her clit gently as a finger delved into the wet hole. She groaned in pleasure as she began to fuck herself slowly, working one digit in and out. She was amazed at how wet she was. She felt her orgasm grow and forgot about what she had been told, she needed to cum, she wanted to cum, she wanted to feel the feelings crash through her as she rubbed herself to her climax. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, imagining Darren was watching her, thinking how hard his cock would be. She wasn't afraid of him, she loved him, or rather, she had really liked him. Surely he would let her go soon. Her fingers worked harder, and she felt her orgasm building fast. When she came she cried out, and then looked around in case anyone heard, but her knees trembled and her body juddered, she had so needed that.

Sitting in his study a huge grin had spread across Darren's face. The mirror she was facing hid the camera he was watching through. Her display of disobedience was giving him a throbbing hard on. She was sitting there playing with herself and he had front row seats. She would need to be punished, she had to learn that her cunt was his, but he wouldn't punish her severely, not as he hadn't spoken to her, he would do something, he had to make her realise that she couldn't get away with things. He stood, rubbing his cock through his pants. He needed something else for this. He went to his closet and selected a pair of leather pants. She liked leather and he wanted her to be turned on. He wanted her to be his, and he wasn't above playing her to get what he wanted. Once he had pulled them on he picked up a hank of rope and then headed to her room. He didn't knock he just walked in and saw her sitting in bed, looking a picture of innocence.

"You've been a bad girl" he stated simply and she flushed, biting her bottom lip and dropping his eyes. "What did I say I would do to you?" He asked her, walking towards her.

"You would punish me and tie my hands behind my back" she said in a small voice, her eyes darting all over the place.

"Yes I did and thats what I am going to do." He reached across the bed and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her to him. When he had her in his arms he couldn't help but kiss her. "You will learn Maria that I mean what I say" he growled before claiming her mouth in a demanding kiss. He felt her body shudder in his arms and knew she would make him such a perfect slave if she decided to stay here. He kissed her until he could feel her panting and then he pulled away, dragging her to the mirror and turning her to face the large panel.

"I am going to tie your hands behind your back" he began, "they will remain there for as long as I feel is necessary. I will release you to eat, but I will be watching you. If you touch yourself again I will be very disappointed with you" he reached for the rope and untied it, preparing it.

"Once you are tied I will be taking you to my study, I want to have a serious talk with you and I think it needs to be done there" he then began to tie her hands. He used an intricate series of knots to tie her securely but safely. He didn't want to damage her, not this way. Her hands were tied and he then lopped the rope around and tied her breasts in a rope bra, making them stand out hard and firm. He knew she could were this for a few hours.

He reach out with his thumbs and forefingers, taking her nipples in them and rolling them, squeezing until she moaned from the pain, but not before her nipples had grown so large he couldn't help but wonder what else he could do to her.

"Right, now follow me" he ordered her and lead her naked and tied from her room. They went down a ornate flight of stairs and along another corridor. Darren lead her into a large room, the walls lined with book cases and hundreds of books. She stood, looking around with wide eyes. Was this his place? She realised then that she really didn't know much about him. He didn't speak, he just stood looking at her, his arms folded across his chest and one eyebrow arched. As if waiting for something. Maria frowned, not sure what he was waiting for. "Every time you are with me you will kneel" he said in a flat voice, his eyes giving her a hard look.

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir" she stammered as she knelt, finding it a struggle with her arms tied as they were. When she was kneeling he sat in a large leather armchair, looking at her, his legs crossed and his face pensive.

"I want to talk to you Maria about us. I know we have been together for a while and I have really enjoyed the time we have had, but I think the time has come form you to know the truth about me." He paused, tilting his head as he looked at her, he then gave her a smile and sat back.

"I like you very much Maria, more than I have liked a woman for a while, and I would like for you to stay here with me as my slave" She gasped and he held up his hand, "let me finish. As my slave you will never refuse me anything, I will do what I want with you when I want. You will live here, and share my bed, my life. I will train you, show you what I expect of you. Some of what I enjoy you probably wont, I love to spank a woman, to make her cry and then fuck her so hard. I like the power I feel and the need a woman develops for what I and only I can give her. If you consent to stay here I will protect you, love you, cherish you. And you must obey me. Always"

Maria frowned, he wanted her to stay here so he could use her, she wasn't sure about that what about what she wanted, needed. Was there no concern about her needs and desires. She fidgeted and moaned, she was very off balance with her arms tied. "I will make you the offer, but don't decide now. I will show you what sort of life you could have here if you stayed. If after a day here you decide its not for you then I will take you home and that will be it. I need a submissive woman Maria, vanilla relationships don't excite me." He reached out and stroked her cheek, his hand dropping to her breast and stroking the nipple. "I think you could make a wonderful slave for me. I will take you to my dungeon shortly and introduce you to some of the items I have there. But this is your choice, I want you here, but only if you want it."

He pulled her up then, sitting her on his lap as his hands explored her body, touching her, stroking her. He turned her until she was placed over his lap, her head dangling down one side and her arse high in the air. She felt his hand rub her cheeks, and then very lightly he began to slap her, nothing hard, just light swats to warm her up. "I would never use sex as a punishment, this is a sensual spanking, I like to see a slave in this position. " She could feel his cock pressing against her stomach and then a finger suddenly pushed into her snatch, making her jump and moan. Darren chuckled as he returned to spanking her, loving the mews she made and the way her arse turned such a delicious shade of red. He stopped and then rubbed her, his hand gently stroking her cheeks, before he began again, this time getting harder. She was amazed how wet and how much she wanted to cum. Darren knew this and stopped when he felt she was about to explode. He didn't want her coming yet. Her disgruntled moan made him laugh and he helped her to her feet as he stood, kissing her head.

"Good girl, you will not cum until I tell you too" then he lead the way towards a hidden door. The panel opened and he ushered her into a room behind the bookcase. It was larger than she had expected and contained a selection of equipment she could only guess what its purpose would be. He didn't explain what he was going to do, he just lead her across to a strange looking frame work. There were ropes and other restraining items and a small hole on the floor where something could sit. Turning her Darren untied her hands. Maria rubbed the wrists, but they were taken from her and placed in cuffs. Then he pressed a button her arms were hoisted above her head. She gasped in surprise when it drew her almost onto tip toe.

She watched him as he went to a drawer, opened it and pulled out a black cloth. Returning he tied it around her eyes, "I want you blind folded for this" he whispered, nibbling her neck for a few moments before walking off. Maria stood there trembling, wondering what he was going to do. She felt her feet secured to the eyelets she had seen in the floor. There was a bit of play in them, enough for her to go up onto tip toe.

"I love to see a woman in a situation she cant beat" he explained, "I love predicament bondage" he told her, and she frowned, not really understanding what he meant. She felt something between her legs and then gasped as he pushed a dildo into her. Only the head went into her wet cunt, and as he turned the rod, she felt it go in further until it was almost uncomfortable. She groaned then as the rod began to move up into her and then down, he had it somehow fixed to a piston that would slowly fuck her.

"This will get faster, and deeper, working inside you, of course you can always go onto tip toes." As if to demonstrate the dildo suddenly sped up, hammering into her cunt and forcing her to stand on tip toes to relieve the pain it caused. "But that's to easy." She then felt his mouth close over her nipples, making them grow so hard. Then pain and she cried out as he attached a clamp to them, pulling them. He repeated the process with the other one, again she cried out, but the pain soon subsided to numbness. "Now if I do this.." The dildo hammered in to her, Maria went on to tiptoe, but this time it sent pain through her nipples that were obviously attached to something on the ground because they pulled badly, her nipples on fire so she had to stand down which allowed the dildo to pound her deeply.

"Oh Sir that's not fair" she moaned.

"Who said I was going to play fair?" He asked her, kissing her forehead. "Have fun, I'll be back in a little while." And then he was gone. She heard the door open and close and whimpered as the dildo began to pick up speed, fucking into her unmercilessly. Unknown to her Darren hadn't left the dungeon, he wouldn't do that. But he wanted her to think he had. He moved back to watch her, wanting to see what she did, and he wasn't disappointed. She was a natural slave, she moaned, going up onto her tip toes until she couldn't bare the pain and then lowering herself.

It didn't take her long to work out how to use the rhythm to the best advantage. She began to work with the dildo, pushing herself to orgasm. He smirked, wondering if she would cum. Or if she would obey him. He loved the noises she made, the moans and groans and he could see her juices coating the dildo. She was a hot piece of ass alright. He moved closer to her, and then slapped her arse. " I didn't go, I was watching you, you are a little slut, fucking yourself on that dildo." She whimpered, his voice almost pushing her over the edge. "I think you liked that. Did you like it, tell me and I'll let you cum" he asked her, his finger finding her clit and rubbing it.

"Yes oh god yes I loved it, I wanted to be fucked so hard" she admitted, her voice desperate. "Please Sir, Master, please let me cum." She begged him, he smiled, task one complete and he had her. He rubbed her clit harder, and turned the dildo to full. As she began to cum he released the nipple clamps and that pushed her over the edge making her scream out so loud. Her juices gushed around the dildo and he could smell her arousal. Now to see how she coped with something completely different.