***** by Prejudice for Literotica 03.10.2010 *****
As plans go, this was a brilliant one. She'd planned it for days and was sure of success; a birthday present to remember. They had decided on a quiet celebration with some episodes of an old vampire series combined with food and booze; she had changed it at the last second without telling him.
He'd given her the keys so she could swing by with the booze and stuff before he was done at work, but she'd gone over to his place to set everything up the way she'd planned it and when he got home he'd get the surprise of a lifetime! She just hoped he'd be able to overcome the shock and enjoy himself.
The apartment was empty and she got about her business like it was nothing special. But all the while her heart was racing. She only had an hour to set everything up properly.
She changed the sheets on the bed in the master bedroom; everything had to be ready. The shower and bath tub seemed clean and was merely fitted up to match her fantasies.
After a quick survey she opened her bag and retrieved some toys; a bull whip, a paddle, some vibrators of varying size and some butt plugs. After having arranged them neatly next to the bed she took some hygienic items into the bathroom and undressed. He'd be home any minute and she still had loads to do! Her panic was elevated when she thought she heard keys in the lock, but it was just her imagination going wild. She ran around leaving tiny bits of paper with "24 hours" written on them in all places imaginable hoping he'd understand that he didn't have to finish early.
A quick glance in the mirror told her she'd done every preparation possible; she was smoothly shaved, her skin was soft and appealing, and her hair was tied back into a pony tail for practicality. All she was wearing was a pair of five inch black heels with silver-studded leather across the toes.
It was time for the last job; she needed to restrain herself. This was going to be difficult, but she had faith that her practise wouldn't be ruined by her nerves. Ankle binders and wrist shackles were fastened to every corner of the bed, and she tied a black silk shawl around her eyes, effectively blindfolding her. She inched her way into a double set of latex arm restraints that locked her arms together behind her back. Sitting down in the middle of the bed she had nothing left to do but wait.
The flow of thoughts went to every tiny bit of her plan; she checked and rechecked every part and couldn't find any flaws. She smiled as she heard him enter the apartment and head straight for the shower; "good boy," she thought. "You make it so easy for me."
His shower lasted for what seemed like hours. The restraints had already gotten her moist, and she was unsure if she'd stained the sheets. At long last she heard him get out of the shower; any minute now and he'd find her. Her heart was beating so loud she was sure he'd hear it and come bounding into the room to see what was going on, but he didn't. She could hear him move stuff around in the bathroom.
"Oh, come on! I'm exploding!" She muttered quietly. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second and that was supposed to be HIS job!
"What the..." He was standing in to doorway to the bedroom but she couldn't turn her head to look at him due to her blindfold;
"Welcome, Sir. I've been waiting for you." It was difficult hiding her smile. "Happy birthday, I hope you like your present..." This was perhaps the dumbest idea ever; he didn't like it. He was merely standing by the door in shock and terror.
"You are my present, then?" He sounded unsure, but there was something in his voice that told her they were about to have a really good time.
"Yes, Sir, if it pleases you. I sure hope it does."
Muffled footsteps told her he was walking around her to inspect every aspect of his slave;
"It's a very nice present. I wonder if I'm allowed to play as I chose." He let his hand run across her ass carefully, caressing one cheek, then the other, before running his hand around to the front to pinch her nipples.
"I took the liberty of bringing toys for you to use, Sir. I was unsure of your own collection and I realise I was wrong to make such an assumption but I hope you will forgive me and enjoy playing with me regardless."
"Let me just put some pants on. I can't do this completely naked or I'll just fuck you and spoil all your wonderful preparations."
The smile on her face gave her such a sweet look that he just stood still to watch her for a moment before sitting down on the bed; she was ethereally beautiful with those restraints, and he shook his head to clear it of the thoughts of permanent ownership. He was too fond of submitting to a Mistress to take a pet of his own. He would be too random to keep one.
The sudden sensation of his warm tongue on her nipple made her moan; she was so wet and so ready for any kind of touch that she only just avoided an orgasm.
"Careful, Sir, I'm already very turned on. Your touch is a blessing and a curse now..." She bowed her head further, looking slightly ashamed of herself.
"Why's that, do you think?" He stroked her pert breasts calmly, enjoying the smoothness and firm feel of them against the palm of his hand.
"It's the restraints... And the thought of what you will do to me. I'm sorry, Sir, I've let my mind run away with me while I was alone... And my shoes. I chose them specifically for today."
With a soft touch he lifted her face;
"Don't be ashamed. I'm very happy you offer me your body like this. And for that you deserve a treat."
He got off the bed and carefully helped her down on the floor. Her legs were instantly filled with needles and pins and she yelped with pain. With a firm grip around her waist he held her steady until her own legs supported her.
"Go stand in the middle of the room, my sweet. I'm sure you know your way around even when you wear that sexy blindfold."
She obeyed directly, finding a spot a few feet from the bed, hoping he'd be pleased with the position. A shiver ran down her spine as she sensed him coming up somewhere behind her to the left; a moment later the bull whip made contact with her ass and she screamed out in pain and shock. She knew it would hurt, but not this bad. Another lash made tears press their way out of her eyes but she bit her lip to silence herself and focus on relaxing.
A moment later she could feel his hand on her ass tracing the redness and slapping it gently;"that's a very nice ass, if I may say so. Perfect for this type of whip. Are you enjoying yourself, pet?"
"Uhm... y... yes... Your hand on my ass feels lovely. I'm yours to do with as you please, Sir." Her breath was coming in sharp gasps and she knew her fear was obvious. She dreaded his next move, yet she longed for it too. It was a strange sensation. He kissed her ass lovingly before striking again, this time aiming just below the butt cheeks, striking the upper part of her thighs.
"Ouch! Thank you, Sir!"
His arm came down to strike her ass time after time until she could no longer hold back;
"Please, Sir. Please let me come!" Her cry was shrill and her voice was unsteady. If he didn't show mercy on her she'd collapse. Her legs felt like gel and the heels were tormenting her.
"You need to come badly? Come here then, pet." He grabbed her arm and led her to the bed and sat down. He helped her down on her knees and placed her across his lap. While pressing two fingers into her pussy he started massaging her clit; "come for your Master. Come on my fingers like a proper slut."
With his fingers inside her and his thumb on her clit she let go with a loud howl. The convulsions broke her pride down and she sobbed against his thigh as the orgasm slowly abated.
"That's a good girl," he cooed and stroked her hair before grabbing her pony tail and pulling her head back by it, messing it up. "Clean my fingers, and when you're done I want you on your knees in front on me.
The taste of her own juices on his fingers tasted strange at first, but once she let go of her prejudice she found that she was actually savouring the sweet taste. An involuntary moan escaped her lips and made him push her back. Unsteady as she was when back bound like this she couldn't even get up.
"You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you, slut? You're the dirtiest little whore I've seen in quite a while." He got up and grabbed her arms tightly, throwing her onto the bed and unzipping his trousers. With his hands on her hips he thrust his cock into her; "slight change of plans. Your pussy is too appealing for me to ignore it any longer."
She yelped as he entered her; she had no balance and no arms to lean on, so she felt him grinding her face into the sheets. There was moisture on the sheets where her mouth and chin was, and she licked at it to find out what she tasted like before her orgasm.
"Fuck! Your pussy is so tight right now I could fuck it all night!" With that he slapped her ass hard with his hand over and over again, thrusting into her so hard she felt as if he'd split her in two if he didn't slow down soon.
She was so tender from her orgasm that every fibre of her body was still in high alert and every sensation was heightened beyond reason. Her screams of pain and pleasure were so loud she was sure the neighbours would be calling the police any minute. Yet she couldn't make herself care about it. Infact, the idea of being surprised by uniformed police officers while she was being fucked like an animal made her come again, more violently than the first time. She felt him release his sperm into her with a growl.
He slumped on top of her, slowly pulling her sideways into his embrace. A small kiss on her neck told her he was pleased with her efforts, and a moment later she felt blood return to her arms as he removed the arm binders, slowly massaging her and still kissing and licking at her neck.
