A fantasy of mine of me being tied down and used by my Mistress and her Boyfriend.
Any and all feedback, be it positive or negative, would be helpful and appreciated.
-------
The day began as usual with me waking up to the sound of Mistress in the shower. The sound of running water made it harder to hear my slight gasps of pain as I stretched, still sore from last night. I then simply lay there, enjoying my few moments alone, eagerly looking forwards to the day with fear and desire. Mistress had said today was going to be a special day. I was hoping that that simply meant that Mistress was finally going to allow me to cum after two weeks, but I knew the Mistress, and it was never that simple. Not to mention that after last night I doubted that I was going to get anything good soon.
I still managed to lose myself in thought of what would happen tonight, so much so that it took me a moment to the notice that the water had shut off. Quickly shaking myself out of my daze, I got off the bed, wincing as I moved sore skin and stiff muscles. Getting on my knees and putting my face into the carpet, I faced myself towards the shower door, waiting for Mistress to enter the room. Not a moment after I had set myself, the door clicked open and Mistress stepped out into the bedroom.
"Good Morning Mistress." were the first words out of my mouth.
She stretched sensuously as she walked into the room. Crouching down next to me she brought her hand to my hair and started to stoke it.
"Mmm, good morning pet." Her hand in my hair suddenly tightened and she pulled my face up to hers. She was still wet from her shower, her body and hair wrapped in towels.
I began whining but Mistress merely tightened her grip until I was silent. "How was last night hmmm?" I was still sore and this position was making some of my muscles protest, but none the less I said to Mistress "I am perfectly fine Mistress. Thank you for your punishment again, I was wrong to touch your property." Releasing her grip she went back to stroking my shoulder length hair. "You're lucky I like you pet, but still, next time I won't be so gentle." That had been gentle?
"There will not be a next time Mistress, I promise. I will never touch myself without your permission again."
She then stood up, shoving my head back into the carpet.
"You have my permission to get up and have a shower pet, but only for 5 minutes. And remember not to touch my property."
I stepped right into the water stream, not needing to shed any clothes, Mistress didn't let me sleep clothed. As a matter of fact, inside the house I was rarely allowed to cloth myself fully, and even then it was what the Mistress had chosen for me. It had been a long time since I had simply worn pants and a shirt. Mistress usually had me wearing either dresses or skirts, almost always with stockings covering my legs, and even in the house Mistress always set me to wear high heels that were ridiculously high, even though I was rarely on my feet. Still, even though I was getting better, Mistress enjoyed sending me to fetch things and to watch me stumble about the place.
Even thinking about it was getting me hard, so I turned the hot water off, complete waking myself up and cooling off beneath the cold water.
Despite this I still remained hard but I refrained from touching myself, my punishment from last night still smarting and fresh in my mind. I was interrupted from further temptation by Mistress knocking on the door. "Times up pet, come on out with the clothes I chose for you."
I quickly turned off the water, still aching as well as throbbing, but I could do nothing about that.
As I dried myself I looked over the clothes that Mistress had set out for me. Today was one of the rare days when she had given me a full outfit to wear. Black lacy thigh high stockings, cute white girly panties, my favourite, a formless black dress, and of course, as always, the ridiculously high heels.
Today was defiantly going to be interesting, I thought as I struggled into my clothes as hurriedly applied my makeup. Mistress rarely had me dress up fully unless someone was coming over. Just as I was putting the finishing touches on, tying the bows in my hair, I noticed something else that Mistress had put out for me, it was a new collar. The collar was plain black leather with silver etchings along the side, and there was a spot to attach a chain. Hurriedly I unfastened my old collar and attached the new one, feeling the difference of it against my throat. Something interesting must definitely be happening today.
After I got out of the shower, the rest of the day passed much as normal, except that I was hard most of the day and couldn't stop thinking about Mistress' surprise, so much so that when night came and Mistress walked into the bedroom I was already kneeling by the bed, ready for anything.
"Now pet," Mistress said as she walked towards me, holding something behind her back, "tonight is a special night, but for it to happen, you're going to have to be extra special." As she said this, Mistress brought her hands or in front of her, revealing a coil of rope.
I was so hard at this point that I would have agreed to anything, but this was an easy request, well really it was an order, but Mistress was kind in her phrasing. Not to mention that the thought of being tied to the bed again made my heart beat faster from both fear and excitement. I could still remember the last time Mistress had tied me up, even though it was a year ago. I still dreamed about it sometimes, although I couldn't decide if they were nightmares or wet dreams. My reaction though portrayed none of my inner thoughts however, as I immediately fell forward and begged Mistress to tie me up. "Please tie me up Mistress, I would love it if you would tie me down and leave me helpless. Please Mistress."
Always in control, if my forwardness surprised her she didn't show it.
Smiling that evil smile of hers Mistress leant down and patted my head. "Well if you insist pet."
I quickly climbed onto the bed, lying spread eagled, and Mistress set to tying me down, securing me limbs to the bed posts. I was ready for anything after I was properly tied down; Mistress even had me test the ropes to see if I could pull free. However, one thing that I was not expecting was for Mistress to just get up and leave.
I waited for her to come back, but the minutes ticked by and I began to wonder if something had happened.
Mistress finally appeared quite some time later carrying a box that rattled as she placed it down. "Phew, took me ages to find the old thing." Realizing it was not my place to speak, I simply waited for Mistress to reveal what was in the box, if it was important, she would tell me. Taking her time, Mistress turned her back to me and bent over the box, rummaging around inside. Mistress knew of course that this pointed her ass straight towards me, a fact that was not lost on me. After a few more seconds, Mistress stood up with something behind her back again.