Her Turn - Part 6 (M/F - Dom/ Sub/ free-use/ consent/ non-consent/ sex toy/ sex slave)
I have to admit, I was not really sure what time it was, or the state of mind I was really in. I was exhausted, physically and mentally. I had stopped my show 2 minutes early, and I knew there would be consequences. I needed to rest, but was also very, dare I say, "intrigued", by what may be next. What type of 'punishment', had my Master arranged? Did I secretly 'want' to be punished? So far, this weekend, which was still on day 1, consisted of me doing things to "me", no touching, no spanking, no sucking, no fucking, just me, on me. Yes, it was hot, and yes I was totally in to it, but, was this really what the weekend would be about? Although I was not sure of the time, I knew that it could not be much later than maybe 7pm, as I did the math in my head, waiting for what would come next, so I knew I had quite a lot of time left for my 36 hours.
As I lay there contemplating, and coming down from my sexual high, I heard a small knock on the door, followed by what I interpreted as a letter being slid under the door. I thought to myself,
"okay, well, let's find out what is going to happen now"
I got up, still dripping wet from sex, and sweat, retrieved the letter, and assumed the most submissive pose I could think of as a good sex toy, or sub, would do. For me, at that moment, it was the 'modest kneel', which still gave me the ability to cool off and read my letter. Even though I was exhausted, I was definitely not foolish enough to think my Master was not still watching me, so I kept up the persona so as not to add to my pending punishment.
The envelope was sealed, as it had been the previous times. I slowly opened the seal, unfolded the letter, preparing for the worse
"
Toy, on a scale of 1-10 for your performance, unfortunately the viewing audience gave you a 8.8. The reason that you did not achieve that 10, was of course, you stopped 2 minutes too soon. Now, up to that point, your performance was a 10 out of 10, so that's great, so overall, great job my Toy. With all that said, I am very disappointed with your score of 8, as personally I thought you did much better than that, but we have to go with the score you earned. We must however, continue on with the punishment phase of the night however.
Upon finishing with this letter, please go into the bathroom and close the door. Take a quick shower, time enough to clean yourself off, please use the handheld to clean your holes as well, don't be afraid to use soap, it may burn, but it will be temporary. If you'd like, you may wash your hair again, but that is not a requirement, although your hair IS to be tied tight into a ponytail upon your exit of the bathroom when finished. All that you will need on is your hood. Make sure your hair is pulled THROUGH the hole at the top of the hood, it is tight. Please apply BLACK, DARK, lipstick, not RED this time. As soon as you put the letter down, I expect you back into this room in 20 minutes. When you return, your punishment will begin."
I gently placed the instruction letter down, got to my feet, and headed to take my shower with images of what punishment that I have instore, flooded my mind. I was both scared and excited about this next chapter of my sex Toy novel that was being written in real-life. Was it going to be severe; nipple glover clamps, pussy stretching, ass stretching, maybe fisting, spankings, flogging, tit binding, arm binding, I couldn't stop the thoughts, and worse yet, the images, they were making me hotter than I was just a few hours ago. My body was letting me down, or my mind I should say, and no matter how I tried to cringe from the thought of the 'punishment' that was about to be unleashed on me, my cunt and body, had other intentions and I couldn't help the excitement and blood flow throughout my skin making me secretly desire this installment.
I really had no idea what time it was, nor any idea of how long it had been since I laid down my instruction letter. I remembered that my Master provided me with 20 minutes to prepare, but because of my aching cunt and they accompanying enlarged cunt-lips, not to mention my nipples sticking straight out, I had understandably lost track of time. I jumped in the shower, concentrating on my holes as my Master directed, used soap on my fingers and was surprised at how slippery my cunt and asshole were. Slipping my fingers in my self during showers was always easy, but now, I was able to actually use 4 fingers to clean out my cunt hole, and 2 easily in my ass. I used the handheld shower wand to rinse off and out the soap as best I could, and stole a few moments for pleasure as I concentrated the stream on my clit just for a second. Wetted down my hair, cleaned my face, shut off the water, dried off, and began applying my darkish lipstick. To my surprise, there was a color that I had not realized I owned, figuring my Master had placed it there in anticipation for just this cause, I happily applied the, almost black, lipstick in layers. Put some gel on my hair, pulled it back to a tight, tight ponytail, ensuring no lose strands of hair stood out, reached for my mask and within 30 seconds, transformed back into my Master's Toy ready for the next session.
It was definitely a relief to not have to wear shoes this time, so I patiently waited and listened at the door for any potential preparation sounds coming from the bedroom. After I was sure there were none, I opened the door, and was amazed at the transformation of the room in such a short time frame. Gone were all the toys, the cameras and the towels. Replaced, and in the middle of the room, was a spanking bench, but it seemed to have been modified so that my face would be slightly tilted down toward the floor more than usual. There were leather cuffs sitting on the bench, a few riding crops were visible, along with a flogger and various sizes of spanking paddles. Unfortunately, I also noticed a brand new pair of pumps, the size of the heel was insane to say the least. Next to the shoes, was my new note. Shining brightly down on the whole setup, were a few spotlights mounted on extended tripods. The lights were not turned on yet, so I had no idea how bright, or if they would also produce heat on the "subject", which was me of course. Under the bench, was a plastic black sheet, almost like a plastic sheet for a porn scene where lots of oil and lubes were to be used, which caused me to look around the room a bit more, for the lube itself, which I was able to locate next to a portable bar that had been wheeled in as well. The bar was stocked with bourbon, my favorite, vodka, rum, wine, and mixers, along with an ice bucket, and bartender utensils. To say it was a elaborate setup, was a little bit of an understatement.
I made my way over to the bench, picked up my note, and began reading the instructions.
"Toy, I am sure you have checked the room out as much as you can from your vantage point. You probably noticed the cameras were all gone, because what is about to occur now, I was pretty sure you would not want streamed. However, there is still one portable camera that is for recording ONLY, and will be available to only you and I, upon completion of your weekend, so that you may watch and remember fondly the events that will unfold shortly here.
I am sure you have not put on the shoes yet, so please do so now."
Without hesitation, I put down the note, and put on the shoes. To my surprise, delight, and disbelief, they were pretty comfortable, although the highest pair of heels I had ever worn. I picked the letter back up.
"Now, your punishment time will be 45 minutes to potentially 1 hour. This will be your last session for the night. Further instructions on what you should do after, will be provided near the end. I am both sorry, but delighted to see, you here in the punishment phase. I have to admit that the way your show was going, I was pretty convinced that you would not end up here, and I would have to change a lot of plans that had already been made. Also, since this mask you are wearing has eye holes, we are going to have to cover them so that you are blinded. You may not have seen the mask lying on the ground, but there is one there.
What you are to do in preparation is the following;
- When you are done with reading and comprehending this letter, you are to KNOCK 2 times on the master bedroom door, leading to the hallway.
- Return back to the bench, put on your wrist and ankle cuffs, as tight as possible.
- Put on your mask.
- Stand at the foot of the bench.
