Talon walked into the house, surprised to find that she was alone. Wonder where everyone is she thought. She went into the bedroom to have a shower and change clothes, and there on the bed she saw a small package and a note. Opening the note she read:
Talon
Dress in these things only,
putting on the top piece each time.
Make SURE you are ready.
Talon went into the bathroom and had a quick shower wondering what was in the present. Then after she had dried she went back into the bedroom and over to the bed. Untying the strings, the paper fell open easily and Talon did as she was bidden and started to dress in the first thing she saw.
First were straps of leather that took her a moment to figure out were meant for her tits and she giggled a little at how silly it looked before she wrapped the leather around her and clasped the buckles at the front. Her small tits were not hidden from sight but sticking up perkily as if standing to attention. She noticed a metal ring attached to the halter and Talon's body for some reason started to tingle.
Next was a photo of a hairstyle and her hands were shaking as she attempted to muss her blonde hair. Another photo, this one of a woman in makeup, deep red, soft purple and black made up the combination and she did indeed feel like a slut with the hair style and makeup and her stomach started to turn in tight knots. Talon was growing nervous.
Reaching into the package once more she pulled out a black eye mask with tiny slits for the eyes and Talon could barely see for the black mesh that covered those slits. She tied the knot at the back fumbling a little because her fingers suddenly didn't want to obey her.
She felt the package again and this time touched cold metal steel. Two circles of cold metal steel with a chain in between. Ahh she knew what these were. By now she was smiling and as she linked one cuff around her wrist she brushed the other against her breasts. Then quickly she snapped the steel around her other wrist.
After that things became harder for Talon, as it was difficult to see through the mask, and the cuffs around her wrists impeded her movements. The next thing to be touched was the tiny; barely there knickers and she struggled into them.
Nearly finished she thought and pulled out the thigh high stockings. She was struggling to slip one of the pair on when the front door opened. Hearing strong footsteps coming up the hall she tried to hurry, but failed miserably and jumped when she heard Him speak.
"I told you to be ready." Disappointment was audible, and Talon could just see through the slits, a scowl was forming on His face.
"I'm sorry, I was just tr-," she tried to explain.
Telling her He had no time or desire for excuses, He insisted that she should continue to get ready.
Talon's fingers were shaking visibly and His presence made it even harder for her until finally she had put on the high heels and stood in front of Him waiting for His inspection and approval.
He ordered her to turn around slowly so that He could see how she looked from all angles, to bend over so that her arse was inches from His face as He inspected Talon every which way He could. He loved looking at her perfect arsehole and her hairless pussy.
Finally He said, "There is something missing".
With that He led her to an iron ring that was attached to the wall. That wasn't there this morning, he must've done that through the day, she thought. Undoing one of the restraints He slid the cuff through the ring and reattached her wrist to the steel restraint. Talon's back was facing Him and she was vulnerable to His moods and desires.
Her own mood was that of excitement, desire and curiosity to see what would happen next.
"Very nice," He murmured in her ear.
His breath blowing against her ear lobe sent delicious chills coursing through her body. She felt His hand rubbing her backside and then she felt a hard sting where His caress had just been. Talon hissed in surprise and tried to swing her head around to look at Him but He was standing outside her view. Talon felt Him caressing her backside again but this time she was prepared for the hand that followed leaving behind it a red handprint against her white skin. Eight more times this happened to Talon and each time she moaned and bucked, with pleasure and pain. Her arse at first a mass of stinging sensation was now burning.
Suddenly He grabbed a handful of her hair and thrust her head back so that His soft toned voice was filling her ear.
"That, my love, is my warning to you to behave. Understand?" He asked.
She nodded her understanding not speaking, not knowing what to say.
"Who owns you?" He asked.
"You do," Talon answered.
Without warning two fingers were inserted up her dripping core.
"And who am I?" he asked.
"All that I am," came the breathless reply.
"Very good."
His fingers were still buried inside her and Talon opened her legs to give Him better access. His other hand reached around her and gently He took her left breast in His hand.
She sighed deeply enjoying the sensations coursing through her body. But her sigh was interrupted as fingers tightened around her breast and squeezed hard enough for her to cry out in surprise.
"Who told you to spread you legs?" He asked.
"I-it ju-," she stammered.
He withdrew His fingers while maintaining pressure on her tit.
"Close them now," He commanded.
At once she closed her legs and tried to stand on wobbly knees now that He had withdrawn His aide in supporting her.
"Do you want my fingers back inside you?" He asked in her ear.
His fingers had now released her breast and He was dragging the palm of His hand lightly across her nipple, barely touching it until she ached for Him to touch her nipples harder, suck them, squeeze them, anything but this barely there caress!
