This story is fictional, but it is based on real characters and events. Enjoy.
New To The Game part 4
Catherine was on the bed, lying on her side with her hands restrained behind her back and trussed up to her slave collar. It was impossible for her to move her hands and trying just pulled her collar tighter. This didn't matter at the moment since she was still recovering from the intense orgasm she just had experienced at the hands of her master. A look of exhausted ecstasy was painted on her face. Her face and hair was disheveled, and wet with sweat, cum and her own saliva. A light layer of perspiration covered her body. Some blue threads and bits of fabric still hung from her wrist restraints, remnants of the dress she had been wearing at the start of our play session. Another piece of that dress was tied around her neck, a makeshift gag, now disengaged, that I had improvised. On her legs were lacy blue stockings over which she wore black platform shoes with ankle straps. Velcro cuffs with D rings were on each ankle.
On her torso was a matching corset, which I was in the process of removing. It was a nice accessory, but I wanted her body bare save for the stockings, shoes and restraints. Once the corset had been removed, I quickly clipped a spreader bar onto her ankle cuffs, taking advantage of the distraction of her post orgasmic bliss. This metal bar kept her legs spread wide and prevented her from escaping or kicking. After a submissive start to our game tonight, she had been fighting my authority fiercely and the spreader was a going to be some insurance against further defiance. It would also facilitate the severe cock thrashing I would giving her shortly.
When she realized that her legs were now basically immobilized, she glared at me again with dagger eyes. I responded by giving one of her nipples a twisting pinch to get her attention focused.
"That orgasm was just a tease. Don't think that I have forgotten about your disobedience" I said softly. While continuing to pinch on her nipple, I tickled her clit lightly with the other hand.
"You'll be punished for your defiance" I whispered hotly into her ear while ramping up the action on her clit. Her hips were moving in rhythm to my actions now, just as I wanted. After a few more hot breaths into her ear, I simultaneously twisted her nipple hard and lightly smacked her clit, then stood up and walked away with a grin. She whimpered, not in pain, but because I had stopped and she knew her punishment would be forthcoming.
I readied the room for the next move. Our new sex room was made to accommodate all kinds of play and I was anxious to try out some of the accessories. Mounted on the ceiling were some pulleys with ropes threaded through. On one end of each rope was a carabiner. The other end of each rope was wrapped around a cleat like you would find on a sailing ship. Loosening 2 ropes allowed enough slack to pull them down to eye level.
With the ropes in position, I stood Catherine up walked her slowly as her shackled legs allowed into position under the ropes. Each carabiner got clipped onto the D ring on her wrist restraints. Once these were fastened, I released her right wrist from the clips that fastened it to her neck collar and pulled the rope tight. Her arm was pulled taughtly upward toward the pulley on the ceiling. When I was satisfied with the tension, I tied the rope off on the cleat and repeated this action on her left hand.
She was quite a sight once again. Standing upright in the middle of the room spread eagle with her hands and arms suspended from the ceiling and her legs forcibly spread by the bar between her ankles, naked but for her shoes and stockings, nipple rings on display, clit proud and erect, her makeup smeared slightly and her hair a mess of swear, spit and cum. A chain leash hung nicely between her petit titties from a metal ring on the front of her collar. Her eyes were the brightest shade of blue.
Everything was just right. She was the girl of my dreams and I was her master, and we were about to continue our journey to the next level of sexual adventure.
After a few more photos to memorialize this moment, it was time to get started. I placed a black satin blindfold over her eyes, the kind one might wear when sleeping in a hotel or on a redeye flight. Without vision, her senses would be heightened and I would be able to work without her having any idea what I was up to or what was coming next. I gripped her ponytail to slip the strap of the blindfold underneath and held on to it tightly, pulling her head back so that her ear was next to my lips. In my other hand was a ping pong paddle. With low, hot voice, I started talking softly into her ear.
"Out there, you're my loving partner and when we leave here it will still be that way, always. But when we entered this room tonight, you willingly and by your own free choice gave yourself to me to own and dominate. And until we walk out that door or you say the safe word, I'm your Daddy and you're my bitch." I paused for a few seconds to let the words percolate.
A bit louder and firmer now I said "Do you understand?" and gave her bottom a firm smack with the ping pong paddle.
"Yes!" She responded with a satisfying note of surprise and humility in her voice.
"Yes who?" I barked as I gave her two more smacks on her bottom with the paddle, one on each cheek.
"Yes Daddy!" She cried, her pitch rising.
"Say it again!" 2 more smacks, the sharp sound of the paddle on her flesh echoed in the room.
"Yes Daddy! Yes Daddy!" She shrieked. Her response was making my cock fully hard again. Being Catherine's Daddy was new to me and it was hot and getting hotter.
I was back at her ear now and in my soft, low voice I said "Your defiance is failure. Failure to listen to and obey your master, your Daddy, so now that failure must be corrected." As I spoke, I slowly and gently rubbed the flat part of the paddle across her bottom. Glancing down, I could see that her ass cheeks were a nice shade of pink from the spankings she had just received. Her ponytail was still firmly in my grasp and I pulled back on it a little more as I spoke to emphasize my words.
I let go of her ponytail and moved away from her ear. "Who's your master? I said in a loud, authoritative voice as I simultaneously brought the paddle down to bear on her naked ass cheeks.
"You are, Daddy!" She said.
"Say it all!" I boomed out along with another blow from the paddle.
"You're my master Daddy!" She said, this time a bit louder and with a trace of discomfort.
"Who owns you, Bitch?" Another stroke from the paddle echoed off of the walls.
"You own me Daddy" she shrieked, the spankings now adding a noticeable note of discomfort, just as I had hoped.
"Who owns your mouth, pussy and ass, Bitch?" I was shouting now as another paddle blow rained down on her red ass cheeks, this one harder still.
"You do Daddy! You own my mouth, pussy and ass Daddy"
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