"Untied?" She laughed, and then added; "I thought I might keep you as my sex slave for a while longer..."
"Okay with me, but you will need to feed, bath and take care of all my needs." I laughed after saying it, but secretly hoped she would release me soon; she had just given me the most uniquely arousing time of my life. I had never been so erotically induced to obey... and I longed to repay her in kind.
"Okay, then, but you must promise to behave... you did promise lunch only, right?" She coyly added even as she undid the knot holding my hands behind my back.
My hands at last released, I rubbed my wrist to restore feeling before pulling her to me, "I suppose I should have made you promise me as well, but I really can't complain." I paused, and then continued, "Honestly, Cat, you are the most amazing woman I have ever met."
"Well Greg, you really aren't half bad yourself."
"Shut up and kiss me!" I pulled her face to mine and our lips met, softly at first, then our tongues found each other and our kiss slid into a passionate embrace. I continued to kiss her, exploring her increasing response; she was still in a very passionate mood.
At last we broke, and I gazed into her eyes, she smiled and her eyes crinkled in an endearing way. There is something special about a girl whose eyes share her emotions, she could make or break a heart with a glance, and I was determined to keep her eyes just the way they were at that moment.
Come on Cat, let's jump in the shower." I slid off the bed, holding her hand as I went. Once standing I pulled her up on her feet, she slid into my arms as natural as if she had been born there. Although I was taller, her upturned chin afforded me the opportunity to gaze down into her eyes, with her lovely body below... Her long neck led down to her full breasts, whose prominent nipples were even now against my body. Between her breasts, I could see her flat tummy and the swell of her hips to each side, she was a feast made in heaven.
I spun her toward the bathroom door, and swatted her firm butt, then followed her as I relished the view of her swaying butt to the bathroom. She really had a stunning body, and after being blindfolded, I wanted to savor each and every view of her.
Once in the bath, she turned on the shower, reaching forward to feel the water. I was transfixed, unable to take my eyes off her slender back, narrow waist, and nicely rounded butt cheeks. Finally, I allowed my hands to cup her hip as I leaned over her back. We fit together like spoons.
"Warm enough yet?"
She looked over her shoulder, smiled and asked, "Do you like it hot?"
"Yes Cat, but you heat me already." My cock was pressed against her cheeks and I could feel it already responding to her.
Feeling me against her, she reached around, grabbed my still swollen member and pulled me to follow her under the shower spray.
We were now on equal terms, and I squeezed some liquid soap into my hands and started soaping her stunning body. As I reached her breasts, I could not help but firmly lift each one and pull her nipples as I massaged the soap onto them; they were already firm, they yielded little to my fingers and I found it quite arousing to tweak each one...
She responded by taking some soap and rubbing it across my chest, down over my stomach and around my groin... teasing me but not grasping my already firm cock.
My hands were by then massaging her firm cheeks and so I continued to her pussy, delicately trimmed with only a sexy triangle of soft brown hair over her slit. Sliding my fingers inside her firm mound, I found her inner lips still hot to the touch.
I still yearned for her sweet pussy and knelt, pulling her butt closer, my face against her pussy lips as the warm water streamed over my shoulders. I softly kissed her lips and slid my tongue inward to find her nub already firmly aroused.
She moaned as my lips pulled her into my mouth, my tongue ran circles around her nub and her hands suddenly found my head, clasping me tightly. I reached up, clasped both of her wrists and pulled them behind her back.
"Lock your fingers." I said as I pulled her hands together.
"What? But I want to feel you... Why?" she responded looking down in my eyes.
"Because I said so... and... bad girls don't cum. Now lock your fingers together." She could see from my expression that I did mean it, and after a moment of hesitation, I felt her fingers slowing locking behind her back.
Satisfied, I released my clasp on her wrists, stood, and looked down in her lovely expectant face, "I would never be as stern with you as you were with me, so you may speak, but only if you are responding to my question, and although you may freely moan, you are not allowed to do more unless I permit it. Remember; Bad girls don't cum."
Her expression told me everything I wanted, she stood silent, waiting.
Then as if everything were normal, I went back to soaping her body, she stood there, realizing the restraint she was in, she was neither tied, nor bound in any way but her own. She was free to release her fingers, but understood the consequences. In a sense she was subservient to her own overwhelming passion.
Satisfied, I finally asked her, "Do you understand?"
She still looked downward, silently nodded then remembered, "Yes, Greg." she said softly.
"Yes?"
"Yes... Master." Satisfied, I reached over and turned the water off, stepped out and then looked back, she was still looking downward.
"Come here." She obediently stepped out of the shower, standing on the bathroom rug, still looking downward. I reached over and took a fluffy towel and started patting her dry. As I dried her delicious body, she looked up at me, expectantly, but I only continued drying her. I was desperate to touch her skin, feel her warm breasts, pull her to my lips, but denial is the first step in teaching obedience, although I felt that I was the one being denied.
Being master sometimes places more restraints on the master then the disciple, but that is what she was, my disciple, my student, eager to learn, as I was to teach. It was our first time together, and despite the revealing exchange of words, thoughts and fantasies we had shared for the past year, this was quite different. This was no longer a distant fantasy, this was real.
Her drying complete, I dropped the towel on the floor; as it was no longer proper for the master to use it. I took a fresh towel, dried my face and hung it up for later use, she might be allowed to use it later on her own face, or even body, if I permitted it.
"Follow me." I said as I quickly turned my back and walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom. I could still feel her presence as she followed me. On the bed was the scarf she had so diligently tied my hands, I now picked it up and turned, she was still right behind me, waiting.
Twisting the scarf into a rope, I reached up and placed it across her eyes, then pulled it around and securely knotted it behind her head. She was now as blind as I had been, and although she could choose to reach up and release the knot in a moment, she knew the price she would pay, 'Bad girls don't cum'.
Still bound by her own fingers, I firmly grasped her nipple, and led her out of the bedroom into the living room. I stopped near the sound system and reached down to turn the volume up slightly. "Stay here."
With the music playing, I walked to the full-length windows, the sun was setting but the view across the way was all I wanted. I could see the distant apartments, each close enough to see in, but not to see clearly; I softly eased the patio door open and enjoyed the fresh air. I reached across and turned on the lamps, dimming them but still allowing enough light that I could relish the beauty of my stunning Cat.
I looked back at my ravishing lady, still standing there beside the stereo, head down, her head slowly swaying to the music, even as her hips kept the rhythm.
