"You look beautiful," Master came up behind me as I was painting contour across my stomach.
"Thank you, Master."
"I like your makeup techniques. He watched as I added more color and brushed the lines to make my abs appear as if they were in fact, more muscular than they truly were. I had spent almost an hour on my face, especially my eyes because I planned on wearing a face veil. My costume was black and gold, a simple halter, skirt, and coin belt. I had a dark veil with coins attached pinned in my hair. I added plenty of gold bangles around my wrists.
"Are you wearing panties, Aniyah?"
"Yes, Master."
"Take them off."
I reached under my full skirt and removed them.
"Put them in your mouth."
I did.
"Close your lips." I did and out came the silver duct tape. Master held up a long black cloth.
"This better matches your outfit, my dear." He tied it over my mouth and nose. "Are you able to breathe?"
"Mmmmmmm," I nodded.
"Now, you should know that at this moment, I am not sharing you with any other men. I want the baby growing inside of you to be mine. My friend coming tonight is a beautiful lady. Have you ever been sexually stimulated by another female?"
"Nmmmmmmmmm," I shook my head.
"You will like Kenai. She has a very dainty touch." Master fixed my face veil for me. He took my hand.
"Come down when I summon you, understand?"
"Mmmmmmmmm," I nodded.
"Kneel at the top of the stairs and wait for me."
He led me to the top of the stairs. I knelt with my hands on my lap. Master, dressed in one of his suits, went downstairs. I heard him opening the door and greeting his friend. The butterflies were going crazy inside of me. I could hear Kenai's sweet voice. She had a beautiful laugh.
"Sam, where is this beautiful acquisition of yours?"
"She is waiting upstairs for me. Already, she is quite eager to please." Master clapped his hands twice. I rose and slowly made my way down the stairs. Kenai was a woman of Asian descent. She had long, thick dark hair to her waist. She wore a gray business suit, black hose and high black heels. She had gorgeous red painted lips and high cheekbones. I stood beside Master with my gaze pointed down.
"This is my Aniyah."
Kenai tipped my chin up. I avoided her gaze.
"You are exquisite!" I lowered my head back down.
"Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm," I said quietly.
"You have her gagged, Sam?"
"Yes."
"I am looking forward to watching you dance, slave girl."
"Come to the living room." Master took my arm. Kenai made herself at home on one of the huge satin pillows that sat on the floor. The fireplace was burning, the lights dim, the ocean provided nice background noise to the sultry Arabian music that pumped from the stereo. Master sat beside Kenai and watched as I began to sexily move my arms and hips. I slowly rocked and shifted my hips back and forth. I began to undulate my body, putting great emphasis on pushing my chest forward. Master and Kenai seemed hypnotized as they watched. I sank to my knees. I sat on my heels as I rolled my belly. Then I leaned back on my arms and extended my legs and rolled my belly towards the vaulted ceiling. I noticed that Kenai had removed her jacket. She wore a black camisole without a bra. Her hardening nipples were obvious through the soft fabric.
Master crooked his finger to me. I obeyed snd went to him. He pulled out a rope. I knew what it meant. I held my wrists behind me. Instead of tying them together at the small of my back, he pushed my elbows into a bent position. My fists were now opposite of each other. He bound them that way. Then he took more rope and wrapped it around and below my breasts, using some of the ends of that rope to attach to my wrists. From the back I'm sure it looked like my wrists were in a rope sling. Finally, he took another rope, folded it in half and wrapped it around my waist. He pulled the free ends though the loop and pulled tight. He wound the free ends around me several times, then returned to the front and pulled the free ends through the loop and made a knot.
"I am very impressed, Sam. Your Shibari skills have greatly improved."
"That's because I have a good teacher." He went over to Kenai and gave her a deep kiss. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous, but then again, I would be the one bearing his child. Master turned to me.
"Keep dancing for us, my lovely."
My breasts now strained against the rope, spilling out over it. My waist had been cinched down at least an inch. I had to take shorter breaths. Now that my upper body was captive, I had to use my lower body to dance. I continued doing hip bumps and circles. I looked seductively at them over my veil. I knelt before my master. He had loosened his tie and opened three buttons on his shirt.
"You look so divine, my little one. So sexy!" He grabbed my hips. The coins on my belt clinked as I moved.
"You have me so fucking hard, Aniyah!" He removed his jacket and his shirt and tie. Kenai came up behind me. She had taken off her skirt and nose. She had beautiful, nicely shaped legs. She knelt behind me.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" I jumped when she felt my breasts. She softly kissed the back of my neck. Master was right. Her touch was softer than any man's. She reached under my tip. She expertly felt my nipples.
"You have beautiful breasts," she whispered. "Perfect to breastfeed a baby and please a man." She tipped my face to her. She moved my veil aside and kissed my gagged mouth.
"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm,"
