Intro
Today is Charles's birthday. I started his evening off by treating him to dinner. We have just returned home, and we proceed up the stairs to the bedroom for him to open his gift. Earlier today, I placed the video camera and the digital camera in the room, so that he can capture the moment.
I stand in the middle of the room, and wait for him to unwrap his gift. He takes his time, slowly removing my clothes, and occasionally pinching my nipples. I am now naked except for the lace panties that I bought just for the occasion. There is a slight chill in the room, and a small shiver runs over me.
"Cold?" he asks. I nod my head. "Good. You'll perform better if you're a little uncomfortable."
Charles stands behind me, holding me tight against him. Even through the thickness of his jeans, I can feel his desire pressing the lace of my panties between my cheeks. His left hand rubs my pussy through the panties, and his right pinches my nipples harder and harder. The gentle scratching of the lace starts my desire building, and I begin to rub against his fingers. He immediately lets go.
"Save it for the camera," he barks at me. He places his hands on my hips, and steers me to the side of the bed. Bending me at the waist, he places my hands on the bed, and my head between them, while spreading my legs. Once I am in the position he wants, I hear him take several pictures, and I smile to myself because I am sure that he likes the new panties since they are still on. He fastens the restraint straps around the mattress, and positions the video camera. Now, it's show time.
Act I – Slave Girl
He attaches the cuffs to my ankles and wrists, and stands behind me. He reaches around with both hands, and pinches my nipples as he forces me to stand. He leans past me, and places a pillow between the buckles of the wrist restraint strap, and another in the middle of the bed. I am glad to see him place a towel over that pillow, because he hates when I make a mess, and I wouldn't want to be punished for real after the show.
I am picked up and thrown onto the bed. I quickly position myself to be restrained, and he attaches all four limbs firmly to the mattress. He places a variety of toys next to me, and takes more pictures. He frees my ankles just long enough to remove my panties. After taking more pictures, he frees my wrists from the bed in order to secure them to extension straps. I now have just enough freedom to follow his commands.
He leaves me like this, and goes down to the kitchen to microwave some popcorn. The video camera is still on, so I don't dare touch myself while he's gone, because when he finds out, I'll be severely punished. He returns and sits in a chair at the foot of the bed, and starts eating his popcorn. When he's ready, we finally begin.
"Attach the clamp to your clit." I slide the ring up the tweezers until it is a tight as I can stand it.
"Now, do the left nipple." My nipples are still erect from his earlier play, and need no further preparation. As I move the chain into position, it periodically tugs on the end attached to my clit, sending waves of pleasurable pain through my system.
He continues to orchestrate my bound masturbation, all the while munching his popcorn and enjoying the show. Periodically, he will take more pictures, or move the video camera for a different angle or a close up. But through it all, his commands ring out.
"Right nipple."
