Lilly arrived at the airport in Baltimore on schedule, her ass still plugged deep by the medium sized butt plug she had dipped in olive oil and slid into her before leaving her East coast home, just as her Master had instructed. The wide, black-lace garter firmly held her black fishnet stockings under the simple black skirt. She could feel her nipples rubbing underneath the black knit top, as she brought no bra with she on this trip. She had no use for a bra or panties, she knew.
She walked through security at the airport gate, knowing she was catching more than a few stares. She tried not to scan the crowd for her Master, "
I don't want you to look at Me
" were His words, so she just looked for an open area to wait and be seen, knowing He would be looking for her.
The flight had not been long, but she was thirsty still. Seeing a water fountain near the restroom, she went to get a quick drink to quench her dry throat. She had no more than gotten a few gulps of the cold water into her stomach when she felt a hand slide up her neck and grab a handful of her dark hair.
His familiar voice sounded. "Hello, My little slave." Instantly she felt herself become flush as He pulled her head up from the fountain. Her eyes quickly fell to the floor, no matter how badly she wanted to gaze into His eyes, she wanted to please Him even more by obeying Him. "What are you?"
"I am Yours to use, Your slave, and Your whore, my Master". She bit her bottom lip for the first time before Him, knowing it would not be her last.
He took her bag from her hands. "Put your hands where they belong." She knew she meant to put her hands behind her back, and she did. He grabbed them, seemingly easily for His one hand to swallow both of her wrists in His single grasp.
It was easy for Him to lead her to the baggage claim area, where her bright red overnight bag came slowly down the conveyor belt. He grabbed that as well, stuffed her purse inside of it and led her out to the covered airport parking lot. His white van stood out amongst the 'vanilla' suburbans and SUVs that seemed to be everywhere.
He opened the back of the van, without a word, He threw the bag into the back and picked up a blindfold that was waiting. He placed it around her lowered eyes and tied it tight, comfortably very tight. Finally, she felt a kiss on her red lips. Her heart raced even faster, as if it were possible and her head became instantly light. She felt herself lifted by the waist into the back of the van easily, then heard the doors close.
She felt the tug of her shirt lift over her head, leaving her breasts freely displayed. "Put your hands out, slut." Her breath quickened as she followed His command. She felt one leather cuff and then the other buckled over and around her wrists. Her fingers seemed to curl easily over the bar embedded in the leather of the suspension cuffs He had purchased just for her. The rattle of chain overhead sounded cold, but warmed her body. He raised one hand and she heard the sound of a padlock quietly closing. It had begun. The other hand raised and joined in the bondage. Now she stood there, chained to the ceiling of her Masters van.
"Spread your feet, slave." She opened her stance. "Wider. WIDER." She spread her feet as far as she could without losing balance and felt her skirt lift above her waist. "I see your ass is still plugged. Is my little slut still comfortable?"
"Yes, my Master" she amazingly was able to speak.
"Good." was all Master replied. She felt His hand move over her body, as if inspecting her; nudging the plug in a little deeper, His fingers slipping through the lips of her cunt, checking her wetness. She was wet, very wet. His touch went away as she heard another door move and the sound of the engine start. Yes, it had begun.
Lilly was not sure where He had driven, but she could only imagine that her Master had watched her from His rear view many times as her tits juggled with the movement of the van. She was relaxed as soft sounds of erotic music were being piped through the van, even though she was chained with her hands high over her head and her open pussy and plugged ass feeling every bit of the cool breeze that seemed waiver by.
After nearly an hour, the van finally stopped. She heard the engine die and she waited to hear the next sound or word from her Master. His footsteps fell closer and she felt His presence. He placed a straw in her mouth. "Take a sip." It was cold water, but it tasted sweet. "Vitamin enriched water... you're going to need it." She licked her lips then felt Him moving about her. She had no idea what He was doing, but since Lilly trusted her Master, she had no fear.
She felt His hand on the back of her head once more as He pushed her face into His cock and balls. "Get to know this scent, girl". She inhaled deeply and her head once felt the rush of adrenaline surge. Avoiding His punishments so early, she withheld opening her mouth unless permitted and took in His musky scent. He let go almost as quickly as He grabbed her; she heard the sounds of clinking that was unfamiliar at first. then recognized the feeling of leather straps on her skin.
Each hand was unlocked one at a time to slip into the heavy black leather harness before being re-locked by the Master Lock padlock. She felt His hands knowledgeably move over each of the strap, and with each strap, He'd take great care to pulling it through the buckles, checking the tension, giving it a firm pull, before moving on to the next strap. One by one, He embraced her body with the black leather harness. She felt the sensation of the leather strap run between her legs, pulled semi- tightly, then another around each thigh.
When she realized she was now within the harness, completely held within every leather binding.. her head lightened and a small audible moan left her lips. Her Master went back over each of the buckles and seemed to tighten each one just another notch, increasing the tension, making her breathing quicken even more. She felt another set of straps over her head and again, His fingers worked magically and pulling the straps through each buckle, increasing the tension on her head. She nearly slipped into subspace. Then the sound of the chains brought her back once more. She felt the cold steel against her skin as she began to notice the sensation of the being pulled. "click" pull. "click" pull. Her body being held within His steel and leather binds. So, so close now.
"You like being in My leather and chains, don't you, my lil slave?" He says.
Lilly could only moan as she felt more and more of herself restrained in the harnesses. Her body now tightly bound in the leather body harness, links of steel chains locked to the metal rings that embedded in the leather now gathered with their weight on the floor of Master's dungeon. The leather head-harness that overlapped the blindfold intensified her feeling of helplessness. Slowly she felt His hands run over her body. She could only imagine His smile.
"Now on your knees." His strong hands guided she downward to her knees. "What are you?"
"I am Your slave."
"Yes, you are Mine, slave." She felt something against her chin, bringing her face upward and realized that He was wrapping the posture collar around her neck. She barely breathed as He fastened it snuggly. His hands firmly grabbing her, He led her back up to her feet. Still wearing the black heels that helped to show off her fishnet-covered legs, He tightened the chains so that her hands return to over her head.
"Continue," was all He needed to say.
"I am Your slave for You to use," Lilly spoke before a firm slap against her left tit caught her off-guard.