He had already decided it was going to be a weekend she would not forget. She had offered to drive 600 miles to see him and to be his love slave. What was he supposed to do, say no? They made each other actually feel really good and always had fun. Besides, she was kind of a pain in the ass sometimes, but mostly she was a really cool, dirty girl who loved to wake him up every morning when they were together with a fantastic blowjob, and she actually got off doing it. She was also pretty easy to talk to, He could relate to her and tell anything to her without judgment. As a bonus, she appreciated BDSM play more than most; hell she even carried her own ‘rape kit' complete with chains, locks, a variety of dildos and vibrators and other methods of torture. They had the trust and respect necessary for such play, but would she have the balls for what he had planned? He had every intention of pushing her every limit. He dared her many times trying to give her an out. She would not relent. She was on her way.
It was almost a day's work making the drive, but she knew it would be well worth it. When she finally reached his place in the country she exhaled a big sigh of relief.
"Finally," she thought to herself as she got out of her truck and stretched for the first time in a hundred miles.
She knew his key code for entry to his house so she let herself in and went straight to the fridge hoping he had a few cold beers.
"Sweet," she said out loud as she reached in the back of the top shelf and retrieved herself one of his beers.
"They really do taste better when they are someone else's," she mused out loud as she melted into his favorite chair, lit a smoke and enjoyed his beer. It felt so good to be stationary and relax without the sun in her eyes. She easily could have fallen asleep.
She snapped back to reality and jumped up to grab another beer. She didn't come all this way to be sleeping, boring and lame. She stripped out of her bikini top, short-shorts and thong she had traveled in as she walked to the refrigerator, tossing her road clothes on the kitchen table as she passed it.
She sat back down and after half of her second beer decided it was time to let him know she was there.
"SIT'N N UR RECLINER NAKED," the text message came to his cell.
His cock twitched instantly. It was on!!!
He smiled to himself. She actually did it. She really came all this way to be whatever he wanted for a few days.
"GO 2 CLOSET IN BEDROOM. INSTRUCTONS 2 FOLLOW," he texted back.
When she received the return text from him a wide smile covered her face despite the fact that she was so road tired. This is exactly what she came for and loved their play. She was more than game. She walked down the hallway to the bedroom and took a left to his bathroom. She knew he was a very sick-minded individual and loved him for that, but had a way sicker mind than hers and she didn't know if she was quite prepared for what she might find.
She walked into the bathroom and took a deep breath as she stared at the closed door leading to the closet.
"Here goes," she said out loud as she turned the knob and opened the door to the closet.
She had never seen it before. It was probably 6' x 8' with shelves from the floor to ceiling, tan carpet, and plenty of room to turn around. Some of the shelves were full of clothes and trinkets from the past, but what she noticed first was the eyehooks in the wall, high, next to the ceiling. Attached were heavy chains with ankle cuffs at the end.
"STRADDLE THE HORSE LIGHTLY, FEET ON GROUND," came his text instruction, almost as if on cue.
"Am I being watched?" She wondered.
She spun around to notice a piece of construction equipment she did not know the name of, but had seen it in his drive way the last time she had visited. It was almost three feet tall on four legs with a top that could serve as a seat. A very uncomfortable seat, but a seat none the less. She realized how uncomfortable it was going to be when she saw the homemade ‘bed o nails' duct taped to the seat.
"Oh shit, this must be the horse," she thought as she simultaneously got a little excited and scared at the same time. He nipples were at attention with anticipation of what was to come. Just knowing he was in charge from a distance made her pussy very wet and made her want to submit instantly. He always put so much thought into their games, although it seemed as if he did it effortlessly. But she knew he was going to be good to his word and she was going to pay.
She straddled the ‘horse' gently and felt the points of the nails graze her ass, tender pussy flesh and inner thighs.
"RUB YOUR TITS," came the next text instruction.
His timing again was right on. She figured she must be being watched. She tried to casually look around for a camera.
Not to disappoint, she grabbed her pierced tits with both hands and threw her head back. The combination of her mammary massage and the nails just begging to dig in her now, very wet sex made her very hot. She was very close to her zone, the zone she needed to be in to enjoy his tortures with a pleasure that most could never understand.
"PUT UR ANKLE CUFFS ON," came the next text preparing her for her impending punishment.
