Emily's Master led her into the elevator and directed the attendant to go to the "cellar". No one spoke a word and she was a little uneasy with the silence. When the lift stopped, the gate was opened and the two stepped off the platform. There was a man waiting in the corridor and Master produced an envelope and handed it to him. All the man said was, "Please follow me..." It was very dark in the long and winding corridor. The walls were very dark and there were no windows, only doors and passages to other hallways. There were torches hanging here and there along the way, to give a minimum of light. As they turned a corner, she could hear noises on the other side of the doors. Moans, screams, and in addition, the sound of flesh being struck is whatever form of punishment was preferred by the participants. Emily grabbed her Master's hand and jumped. She was a little uneasy with what may be in store for her.
They stopped in front of a large wood door and the man swiped a key and motioned for the two to step inside. To Emily's surprise, the room was warm and somewhat inviting, considering the surroundings and atmosphere. The walls were dark wood, and there was a large round platform in the center of the room. It was covered in tufted red velvet. It looked like a large round bed, and had heavy wooden legs. There was a remote control in the center, and Emily also noticed leather straps attached to heavy rings strewn about on the platform. She wondered what the remote was for, since there was no television in the room.
Master took off His jacket and placed it on the edge of the platform. The room smelled like leather. Between the jacket and the straps, the heady aroma of leather filled the room extensively, and Emily was almost light headed because of it. Master knew that she had this reaction to the smell and it pleased Him well. Master seated Himself on the platform in the center and Emily took her place next to Him, as an obedient pet should. He opened His legs a bit and pulled her between them. She was sitting on her knees, had taken her shoes off, and unpinned her hair. She shook her head a bit and her hair spilled around her shoulders. He kissed her deeply, passionately, and cupped her breasts with His large warm hands. He squeezed her nipples until they smarted and delighted in the gasp his touch emitted from Emily. He drew her to her knees and was face level with her breasts. The material of her dress crossed in the front, which He easily pulled aside to gain better access. The fingers of one hand slid up the inside of her thighs while the other captured one of her breasts, and held it. He rubbed His face against the orbs of warm flesh as fingers slid farther to touch her hot wet nether lips, until she moaned. She cried out a little as His tongue traced circles around first one hard nipple, then the other; followed by His teeth. He smiled wide from her reaction and also due to the wet heat His fingers found.
Master paused for a moment and looked into Emily's eyes. He grabbed the dress about mid chest and pulled, hard. The dress gave way, roughly, and exposed her. He had bought the dress for her, and in fact
she
belonged to Him, so He did as He wished. Master motioned her to move back a bit, and center herself on the platform. He had her splayed in front of Him, with her spread legs on either side of His. She was exposed to Him completed, and He touched her, all over, but deliberately avoided any areas that would arouse her exceedingly. He kept the strokes to her arms, belly, legs, but nothing else. He knew that Emily was hungry for Him immensely, and He was for her as well, but He was patient, and wanted to tease her before succumbing to release for either one of them. With his other hand He picked up the remote and pressed one of the buttons. The three surrounding walls opened, revealing glass walls. On the other side of the glass were various "scenes" being played out. The sounds being emitted during the play were muffled but audible. In one room, was a young woman chained and stretched as she stood arms and legs wide. She wore a crude blindfold, and high heels, but nothing else. Another woman was on her knees in front of her, pleasuring her pussy with her tongue and a large dildo while her "Master" smacked her ass with a paddle. In the next was a young woman on her knees, sucking on one Master, while another took her ass, and none too gently. The one behind her had his fingers buried in her hair, while the one on front had a hold of her head as well, pushing her harder onto his cock. In the last room was a woman on a Sybian. She straddled the large leather contraption while her arms were held in restraints above her head. Her Master fondled and slapped her heavy breasts.
Emily watched from one room to the next, in amazement. She was so distracted by the performances around her, that she didn't notice when Master strapped her arms to leather straps above her head, and her ankles as well. Her legs had enough "give" to them that he was able to turn her knees outward somewhat, in which he restrained as well. He quietly wrapped leather straps around her thighs, tightly, holding them securely.
Master had never confined her to this extent, but she trusted Him; so although she was a little surprised, she felt that He would not hurt her, so she was okay with it. Next He applied a leather strap to her throat, and also crossing her breasts. She could not move at all.
Her eyes wide, she started to protest, but Master placed a finger gently on her lips and said, "Shhhh, it's okay... You know I wouldn't hurt you, and I will protect you right?"
She nodded nervously, as well as she could. Her movements were extremely confined.
"Do you like what you see pet?" He asked softly.
"Yes Master." She replied softly and looked at His eyes.
"I will not blindfold you, because I want to see your reaction, and also I want you to see what is going on. I also want to hear you." He responded to her.
He again picked up the remote and pushed another button. The door opened and a young woman stepped inside carrying a tray. She was tall and blond. Emily's first reaction of her was that she was all "tits and legs". The woman wore a black leather g-string, high heels and a mask. Emily knew the mask was to procure that she remained without an identity. She was what she was, technically, in the world that was this place; she was a body, no more, no less. On the tray were various items, for Master's use. There were vibrators of varying sizes, and also Emily noticed a small whip, or flogger. It had numerous "strings" of leather. Master had never used anything like this on her before.
"I want you to know pet, that you have no choice what will happen, but, I can assure you that no one will fuck you, no one will be in your mouth, as your mouth is mine, and most importantly, you will not cum. Do you understand?" He said calmly and matter-of-factly.
She nervously responded, "Yes, Master." Master took a few items from the tray and the woman backed up to the wall and lowered her head.
Master lowered His head and tasted her sweet wetness. He sucked her a little, and then a little rougher. She cried out under His touch and His cock throbbed. He pressed yet another button on the remote and two men walked in the door. They appeared that they were Dominants, and from the look of the front of their pants, were very aroused. Emily was nervous and excited at the same time. Surely the people in the "rooms" could see her, just as she could see them, and now, there were people actually in the room with them. Master knew what limits He could take her to, but He knew how to push that limit as well. He would not however, go too far, and allow any harm to come to her. Master settled himself next to her, as if to show His prowess, and also ownership of her. Emily looked around and the "scenes" were continuing in the rooms around them. Her eyes darted back to the others in their room as the two men got close to her and began touching her. While they pawed and groped at her body, Master placed a vibrator inside her and turned it on. The men pinched her, squeezed her, as they clearly enjoyed her captive status and almost frightened state. She said no, but since that was not a safe word, it carried no substance, but seemed to encourage the "assault" even more. As the intensity was heightened on the vibrator, and now a small one placed near her clit, Emily started to pull against the restraints. Her movements were futile, since the confines were so tight, and indeed welts were beginning to form under the tight leather straps. Master knew how aroused she was becoming and also how the "other" side of her was fighting to give way and succumb to the sensations her body was experiencing. When Master sensed that she was becoming too aroused, he would back off.
He withdrew the second vibrator, but left the one inside of her where it was. One of the men dipped his head and tasted the wetness between her thighs. He sucked and bit at her soft folds. She cried out and whimpered. Master noticed a light sheen of perspiration forming over her skin, as she continued to struggle against the restraints. The man suckled and licked her engorged clit as the other teased and pinched her aching nipples. She cried out again and pleaded for them to stop. As her body and mind fought against each other in the onslaught of sensations, and her highly aroused body wanted release, the men switched places. The new man attacked her clit like a hungry animal. The other, instead of touching her tender nipples, decided it would be more intriguing to place his fingers inside her, next to the pounding vibrations of the vibrator, and "fuck" her with his fingers. Emily groaned deeply.
"Remember, you have to fight it pet, DON'T cum!" Master said to her.
As her body writhed and churned, Master picked up the flogger and dragged it over her body. The fear that he had seen glimpses of earlier had disappeared; to be replaced by animal lust. He could see the hunger burning in her, and the ache of the release that her body so desperately needed. When he could see her release trying to begin, he sharply cracked the leather strands over her breasts, making her aching nipples sting. The welts rose almost immediately and she growled. Master told the men to back off, and they reluctantly did so. Emily tried to arch and buck under her restraints, do anything so she could cum.
