We entered the room. I followed Miss Maria, as she led me along by the leash. From my vantage point all I could really see was the shining wooden floor. I started to look up but
Miss Maria tightened the leash and said in her soft voice, "Slave m, you must keep your eyes down at all times unless instructed otherwise. Mistress K will expect you to show at least the rudiments of training. Now follow me over here."
She pulled on the leash and led me over toward the back of the room. As we got closer to the other side we moved onto an oriental rug, stopping in front of a low black leather chair. She positioned me facing the chair. Reaching down she unsnapped my leash, coiling it up and clipping it to her waist. She instructed me to stand up. I did so still keeping my eyes down as previously instructed. She walked away from me and I could hear her sorting through some things in the corner. I peeked a little and could see she was standing in front of a dresser searching for something. She started to turn back toward me and I quickly looked back down. Walking back to me she began to hum. I couldn't make out the tune (she wasn't very musical).
She approached behind me and pressed her body against mine, reaching her arms around my waist. She ran one hand up to my right nipple and gave the clamp a little twist, re-igniting the pain. I groaned a little. She slid her had down, flicking the weight on the chain as her hand moved past - another groan escaped me. I was acutely aware of her warm body pressing against my bare back and ass. She had positioned one of her legs up between mine and I could feel the smoothness of her black nylons on my inner thighs. She brought her hands together around my waist. Her left hand held a rope, which she proceeded to wrap tightly around me. She knotted it in the front, leaving the long ends hanging down past me knees. Stepping back she reached between my legs and pulled both ends back, one on either side of my cock and balls and up between my ass cheeks. She tugged the rope tightly and tied it off on itself at the small of my back. It was digging into my ass and also causing my cock and balls to stand out from my body a bit.
"Bend over with your hands on your knees" she commanded.
I did so and felt the rope rub up tighter between my cheeks. I heard her doing something behind me but I couldn't begin to guess what. The weights on my nipples were again swaying and causing me to think about the pain from the clamps. As I was pondering this Miss Maria reached between my cheeks with her fingers and pulled the rope out a little from my crack. With her other hand she pushed something in between my cheeks toward my hole. I instinctively tightened up.
"Relax slave," She commanded. "This will be a lot less painful if you loosen up. If you stay clenched I guarantee you it will hurt."
I tried to relax but couldn't quite get to a total unclenching. She hesitated for a moment and pushed whatever it was up into me. She was right it did hurt. I was afraid something might tear so great was the burning pain. I must have groaned because she laughed a little.
"Slave," She chuckled, "This is the smallest butt plug we have so consider yourself lucky."
With that she gave a final push and let go of the plug, pushing the ropes back up my crack to secure it in place. I felt totally filled. My eyes had teared slightly from the pain and I shook my head a little to clear my vision. Again I wondered to myself what ever made me pick up that magazine and call the Net for an appointment. I was starting to wish that I had made my flight instead of having to layover in LA.
"Now little slave you are ready to meet Mistress K," Miss Maria said from behind me. "Kneel down and keep your eyes down. She will be in at her convenience."
I knelt down in front of the chair as I listened to Miss Maria's footsteps move out the room and out of my hearing. I knelt there quietly with my eyes downcast and my hands along my thighs thinking about everything so far. The phone call for the appointment, the limo ride and preparations, the processing and finally the moment of truth. I took stock of my condition. My nipples certainly hurt but if I didn't move they were tolerable. The collar around my neck wasn't bad either but the rope around me was digging into my waist and ass and the butt plug was extremely uncomfortable (although I was becoming used to the feeling slowly). My cock had deflated during the recent proceedings but as I knelt here in anticipation and fear I could feel it slowly starting to harden again.
It seemed like I knelt like this for about 5 minutes when the lights went out except for a small track light that was shining directly on me from above and behind the chair. I was in a circle of soft light with the black leather chair just in the edge. Soft classical piano music began to play and I heard the door behind me open. The sharp knock of heeled shoes followed and they slowly came up behind me and stopped. The music was still playing softly but there was no other sound. I stayed motionless with downcast eyes, fighting the temptation to turn around and see who was behind me. I heard the soft creak of leather and felt a warm breath on my right ear.
"Well slave m we are finally ready to begin," Came a silky soft whisper.
A warm tongue slowly trace the curve of my ear sending a shiver down my back and raising goose bumps on my arms. That's not all it raised. When the tongue came to my earlobe it flicked back and forth across it. I could smell a faint whiff of perfume. As I was trying to categorize the perfume, teeth that bit sharply into me replaced the tongue on my ear. I let out a soft moan but did not jerk or move my head away. I was treated to one last flick of the tongue as the mouth move away from me.
The Mistress spoke again, "Not bad slave. I am Mistress Kiersten. Mistress K is sufficient when I allow you to address me. If you are obedient you will be rewarded. If you choose not to cooperate you will be punished. I like to run my sessions like a business. The harder you work the more you risk the greater the reward potential. I expect my slaves to do there utmost to please me. You will obey my commands quickly and without question. You may not always understand where I am leading you but you must have faith in me. Now slave I am going to blindfold you. You must earn the right to gaze upon my beauty."
With that I felt her slip a blindfold over my eyes and tie it behind my head. She pulled it tight, shutting out the faint light in the room. I heard her walk around in front of me. The leather chair creaked as she sat down in it. Something touched the end of my stiff cock, pushing it upward a little and then sliding off to the side making my cock bounce a little.
"My my, Miss Justice was right you are a horny little slut." She spoke softly almost to herself as if I wasn't able to understand her. "Your cock is extremely stiff so I am going to make the assumption that you are enjoying yourself so far. Am I correct?"
"Yes Mistress," I whispered. My voice was a little hoarse.
"Very good slave, now turn around", She commanded "I want to see if Miss Justice was also correct about your butt."
I shuffled around 180 degrees so my back was too her. Again I felt the same instrument that had flicked at my cock slowly trace the curve of my ass from my waist down to the top of my thigh.
"Down on all fours," Her voice cut the darkness.
I obeyed immediately and was again painfully reminded of the nipple clamps. She moved up behind me and ran a gloved hand over my ass, slowly caressing.
"Do those nipple clamps hurt?" She asked in her silky voice.
"Yes Mistress," I answered meekly.
"Would you like me to remove them?" She asked with a mocking tone.
I was sure she was just teasing me but I replied with a "Yes please Mistress," in the meekest voice I could muster.
To my surprise she said, "OK turn back around and get up on your knees."
I obeyed and when I was back in position I felt her remove the weight from the chain. She then reached up to my left nipple and placed her hand on the clamp. She gave it a little twist and laughed at my groan.
"Have you ever had nipple clamps on before slave?" She inquired.
"No Mistress".
"Well you are about to learn a little lesson about them then. I will not tell you what it is. You will tell me."
With that she took hold of the clamp and loosened it from my left nipple. As it came off the pain seared through my chest causing me to suck in my breath as if I'd been burned. She roughly undid the other clamp and my reaction was the same. Then she reached her hands out and rubbed both nipples with her gloved fingers. I let out an audible groan.
"There is that better slave?" she said with a sarcastic laugh. "Now I want you to tell me what lesson you just learned about nipple clamps".
I am not a stupid fellow so I trusted my instincts and said, "They hurt more coming off then going on."
"Excellent slave," She beamed. "You are intelligent, unfortunately for you, you are not as smart as you think. When ever you address me you are to address me as Mistress."
She stressed the last word. "Now you will have to be punished for forgetting that but you will also be rewarded for learning the lesson. Which would you like first?"
"The punishment Mistress," I said in a dejected voice.
Damn I needed to keep my head in the game.
