He found himself sitting in his truck across the street from her new apartment. His heart pounds with excitement. They had been talking for months online and she planned to come and see him in two short weeks. His head reeled with the thoughts of why he was here. Once again the naughty little vixen she could be had popped up in one of their discussions and she had left in a huff. She had been told many times to never sign off or hang the phone up on Him. He has had real life submissive before and the online - over the telephone one he now had was different but just as intense and he expected the same level of obedience.
She knew the buttons to push on Him and had done so intentionally and had even gone so far as to stay hid out from him for 3 days. Finally he took time from work and made the 16 hour drive to her home town, her street, her apartment. It was time she put into action all the things they had discussed, beginning with her kneeling and submitting to His punishments.
He sees her now leave the bus at the corner she had described to Him so well. He almost pants with the thought of her soon being bound and gagged at His feet. He checks His "toolbox" - rope - ball gag - duct tape, nipple clamps, flogger, yup all there.
He sees her now better - her long blonde hair as she glides down the street in her heels and short skirt. Her legs encased in pantyhose - a love of which He helped her discover. She opens the door to the apartment in and goes without looking around a single time. Waiting for a full one minute he leaves the truck with the toolbox and approaches her door.
Checking one more time - He laughs as He calls her number from His cell phone. She is still not answering. Sliding up to the nearby payphone he dials her number again - she answers almost immediately, He cannot speak as His heavy southern drawl will give Him away. Anger boiling now He move to the door.
He stands to one side of the door where she cannot see Him well enough to know it is Him for sure. Cop training paying off as He scouts the place. Ringing the door bell He waits.
Her wild eyed look of surprise as His frame fills Her door as she pulls it open was enough to make this trip worth while. But this little vixen has so much to atone for. She backs away almost with terror on her face. "Hello slut," He barks at her. She steps back to make a dash but He is too fast and grasps her arm. "Kneel now, or I will be really angry."
Tears well in her eyes as she knows now the trouble she must be in to have Him drive all this way. God why did she run and hide from Him over nothing? Her silly pride and her silly wanting Him to suffer and miss her had now brought Him all this way to stand there with His face red and anger flashing thru those emerald green eyes.
"I am not telling you again KNEEL NOW! He steps to her. She moans and kneels immediately with enough presence of mind to automatically go to the private kneel He implanted into her after many hours of practice. Legs spread displaying herself hands behind back. He normally requested her to leave her eyes upon Him but she knows better now and casts them down.
"Good girl," He moves behind her and ties her hands tightly in place. "We meet a bit earlier than expected. don't we little katt?"
She gulps and stammers - "yessss, Master... but why?" She looks about in fear of His anger. "I would have still come."
What makes you think I want you to come after this stunt?" Her elbows are pulled tightly together and bound. "Third kneel, whore."
Katt immediately presses her forehead to the ground gasping for air as he binds her ankles together. FFFuck she thinks - I am helpless, as a well... a kitten!
"Lift that ass, bitch." She complies and knows what is next - she has dreamed of this for months. She hears his belt slide from his pants. Fuck she just remembered him speaking of that wide leather belt made from buffalo hide he wore proudly. Thick and functional - not a pretty belt but one that would work for a number of things including punishing a bad girl's ass. She thinks of how muscular his arms looked in pictures but now much more in person and it dawns on her the power those strokes will have.
"Lift your ass higher." His command is obeyed at once. The first blow lands completely across her ass hard and she feels the hot welt raise itself on her skin. The next two land even harder than the first. Then he lifts her skirt exposing her ass. Fuck she thinks inwardly again - he had her wear pantyhose without panties as assignments and she fucking loved doing that so much it was now her habit.
"Oh lovely ass you have. Much prettier in real life cunt. My, My no panties I see."
She lifts her head - "Yes Master as you like".
"Oh my I have forgotten an important detail."
"Lift you head, and open your mouth," He commands.
"She lifts her head to His command and feels the ball gag pulled tightly into her mouth and behind her teeth silencing her. "There all better." He laughs.
She lowers her head to the floor as the belt impacts her ass yet again and burns as if nothing separated the belt from her skin. The pantyhose clinging to her as a second skin. Sweat erupts on her skin from the starin of the position and the bondage and the very real sexual arousement she feels.
His anger floods from Him as He sees her ass lifted high to Him. He will continue punishing her for some time but a more urgent need has awaken in Him. For months he craved her under him - he carved taking her and quite literally fucking her hard fast and deep. He had heard her cry out from orgasms over the phone and now he would test his instructions on her.
"Cum, you little slut." Her moans and wiggling tells him she had indeed learned to cum on his command! She moans more lifting her ass higher to him fighting the bondage, chewing her gag in her attempts to let Him know the intensity of her orgasm. The belt brushes the back of her pussy. The pantyhose there soaking wet now. He smiles and smacks her there - letting her feel the sting of the belt against her labia. She cums harder now.
"Well I see you had your little orgasm." She looks at Him with anger at her losing herself so. But in truth she loved it more than she could tell even if He took that damned ball gag out. He as her online Master but now he was her Master period in all ways. He conquered her online but she knew now it was more than that - He did own her heart and soul as she said so many times.
Katt feels the knife now as it slits opens her pantyhose exposing her pussy and asshole. God she dreamed of that so often this forceful entry by her Master and only her Master. His hands exploring her now. His fingers finding her pussy and entering it from behind. He buried those wonderful fingers deep into her silky hot smoothness making her gasp and let out a moan through her gag. She closes her eyes and feels the fingers of his other hand penetrate her little pink rosebud - for the first time in years a man has taken her anally in some form. She knows soon that cock she saw on camera would be pushing its way deep into her ass.
"You are wet my little katt!"
