When I came to, I was on my knees with my hands bound above me with silk rope that was tied at perfect length from a steel hook in the ceiling. My shoulders and knees were sore as if I had been there for hours. I imagined I might have actually been there for a good amount of time, but I realized that my arms and shoulders were probably so sore because I was being held up as if I was sitting on my heels while I was out. The only give away for the length of time I had been hanging there was my hair. My hair was wet and the aroma smelled as if I had recently been showered. It was not in tangles, but combed and hanging nicely like silk around my shoulders and face. It was as if I had showered and put my own hair into place. The smells of the soaps and the way my hair was carefully combed gave me the impression a female had done this, but I knew it wasn't me.
I attempted to shift my weight a little onto the other side of my body as I tried to wake a little more and felt the pain course through me. I lifted my head higher to look around and realized I was in a bedroom with dim light. As I scanned the room, I suddenly realized that I was completely nude. The fear and the uncertainty was paralyzing. I was jolted from my panic senses by the sound of a door opening behind me. I was so perfectly tied there that I couldn't move to look behind me to see who was approaching. I felt my heart beat quicken and my breath became shallow and quick. I felt as if anyone around me could hear my heart beating it was so loud in my ears. I squirmed a little and the pain was completely numb compared to the fear I felt. I heard little foot steps behind me that made me think it was a woman. They were light, careful and not heavy or loud. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt a small, warm hand touch my right arm. I felt her breath on my ear as she whispered. "Here. Lift up a little if you can, I can help you if you need it. I have a pillow for your knees...the least I could do is make you feel a little more comfortable. Master says I can give this to you, don't be scared, he won't punish you for it."
I was so numb from being there for a while that everything was asleep. I started to tear up a little from the frustration and pain of not being able to move. She walked around in front of me, her smile was so sweet and comforting. She was so beautiful. So...perfectly, naturally beautiful to me. Just the sight of her face made my heart beat slow down. The smell of her surrounded me like a security blanket. I started to take deeper breaths that helped me calm a little. She looked me in the eye and without saying a word she soothed me. Laying the pillow down in front of me, she reached out and started to rub my thighs and calves to wake up the blood flow a little. Suddenly I felt the pins and needles in my limbs and jerked at the pain. She smiled bigger and said "That-a-girl, now...I know it hurts but lift up a little and I'll slide the pillow under your knees. Hurry before he comes, or he won't let me give it to you."
Those words made my heart start beating quickly again. The word "He"...the fear made me hesitate and she encouraged me further again. As I looked down at my knees as I lifted them I suddenly realized that she was nude as well. The only thing she wore was a black steal, round collar around her neck. Her red hair fell around her face as she leaned forward to slide the pillow under me. I finally found the courage to speak to her. "What is he going to do to me?" I said softly, in a very weak voice that surprised me.
She looked up at me so quickly it startled me. "Shhhh!! Don't speak. Don't speak to me or speak to him unless spoken to. Don't speak unless given permission. Do you understand?" I nodded slowly with so much fear in my eyes she touched my face softly and kissed my cheek. "It will be okay. He won't hurt you the way you think he will. He's a good Master. Kind, loving and decent. If you do what you are told he will reward you with kindness, beauty and pleasure."
Suddenly she was gone out of my eye sight, but I could still smell her and hear her around me. After a few moments I drifted out again. I am unsure of how long I was out. It could have been hours or it could have been just moments. I was startled awake by the sound of the door opening behind me again. When I lifted my head, she was already in front of me again. She was kneeling beside the bed on the far wall with her head down, looking at the ground and her hands folded in her lap. I heard the heavy steps behind me coming closer and again the sound of my heart beating in my chest was deafening. I was afraid to look at him, afraid to make eye contact with him. Partially I think because I hoped that this would make him some how not notice me. That some how if I didn't acknowledge him, I would become invisible. I had no idea what would happen to me, and it scared the life out of me.
He walked over to her and I saw his outline in the dim room. He was a solid build, strong. Confident in his movements and the way he held himself. I watched him out of the top of my eyes while still keeping my head down. I watched as he reached out to her face and cupped her chin in his hand. He lifted her face up to look at him and she smiled at him. He brushed her cheek with his finger tips in such a loving way. I heard his voice growl softly. I couldn't understand what he said, but I heard the tone. She smiled again and said, "Yes, Master" in a very soft, but certain tone. Again I heard his growl. She again responded, "Yes, Master". She slowly got up and walked across the room and turned on the small light hidden away in the corner. It wasn't very bright, but blinding to me after being in the dark for so long. She walked slowly back to her spot by the bed and knelt back down on the pillow and put her hands in her lap again.
She watched as he walked slowly to me. My eyes trying to focus on his image. My heart yet again pounding. I had never felt such fear and excitement. I was so confused. I had no idea what was in store for me. I had no idea why I was excited. I finally focused on his chest as he moved closer, he wore no shirt and only pants. I dare not move my eyes up to his face. I tried to do exactly as she did. I thought that was my only safe option as I learned his expectations in the moment. I saw how he treated her and hoped he'd be as gentle with me.
He stood over me like a giant in the position I was in. Just like he did her, he cupped his hand around my chin softly and lifted my face up to him. I kept my eyes to the ground. I heard the deep grunt of laughter in his throat as he looked at my face. One more of amusement and surprise at my lack of eye contact. "Look at me!" He growled aggressively, yet softly. I felt the chills up my spin. I felt the warmth suddenly rush to my lap and the moisture fill every fold and crease. I was surprised at the physical reaction I had to his voice. I was scared of it and confused by it and those feelings only made me more aroused. I slowly brought my eyes up to him. When I saw his face everything I felt intensified. Something so intense, aggressive and stern in his face...but his eyes...they were soft...but piercing. My body both tensed up and relaxed all at the same time. I truly felt like my body and mind were fighting itself and that was even more arousing to me.
Once I made eye contact he smirked very lightly at me and leaned down to my face. Still holding my chin in his hand tightly he spoke to me again softly, yet aggressively with such purpose. "You should know the rules. I shouldn't have to tell them to you...." He paused for a few moments and stared into my eyes as if to study my soul. "Are you going to be a good girl for me?"
I looked down for only a half second afraid to speak, but knew I must. "Yes, sir."
He studied my face again looking at the fear in my eyes. "Don't hesitate. Just answer me when I speak to you."
