Phoenix walked into the cabin that Kitaro had rented out for the weekend. It was small, only one bedroom and a tiny bathroom split off from the main living area and kitchen. There wasn't even a dining room, which was something Phoenix was accustomed to.
Kitaro shut the door and immediately grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close to him. "I told you this was going to be a nice, long weekend," he whispered in her ear. His thick, almost Australian accent made chills break out all over her body.
"What do you mean?" she asked him. He smiled and yanked on her hair, squeezing a tiny yelp out of the busty redhead.
"Did I tell you to ask questions?" Phoenix could only shake her head. "Good, now go into the bathroom and put these things on. I expect you to be done in less than five minutes." Kitaro handed her a bag, smiling the whole time.
Phoenix walked into the bathroom and began to take the items from the small bag. She buckled the collar around her neck, fastened the cuffs to her wrists and ankles, stripped and put on the nipple clamps, and finally clipped the chain leash to the collar. The leather of the collar itched a bit, but she fought the urge to move it or take it off. She had dabbled in BDSM a little in the past, but never as a sub. She had always taken the role of Dominant simply because her partners weren't manly enough for her.
She left the bathroom, only taking two of the five minutes he had given her. She began to walk towards him, but stopped when she saw him shaking his head.
"On your knees," he commanded. She obliged and he walked over to her, grasping the leash and giving it a sharp tug. This caused her to begin to crawl to him, so she lowered herself and finished crawling the distance.
"What do you want me to do, Kit?" she asked. This was answered with a sharp yank on the chain hanging between the nipple clamps. She winced and looked up at him, wondering what she had said wrong.
"While we are in this cabin, you will either address me as Master or Sir. Am I understood?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," Phoenix said.
"Now, rephrase your question."
"What would you like me to do first, Master?" Kitaro smiled and began to unzip his pants. He pulled out his penis, fully erect and nearly glowing in the soft light of the cabin. Phoenix glanced up at him, making him grip her chin and pull her face towards it. "I want you to suck it," he demanded. "And if I feel like face fucking you, then I will."
"Yes, sir," Phoenix said, opening her mouth and slid his hard cock into her mouth. Kitaro tangled his hand in Phoenix's thick red hair and let a moan escape him. Phoenix took this as a sign and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, almost letting it touch the back of her throat.
"That's a good little slut," Kitaro said. He let her continue for a bit longer then yanked on the chain to bring her to her feet. "Now, crawl behind me into the bedroom. I have a surprise."
"Yes, Master," she said, getting back onto her hands and knees and crawling behind Kitaro.
Once in the bedroom, she noticed sets of chains hanging from the frame and other whips and riding crops hanging from the wall next to it. She looked up at him, her green eyes wide with fear.
"Get on the bed and lay on your stomach," Kit commanded. Phoenix nodded and climbed up on the bed. She stretched her arms up above her head, barely able to imagine what he had in mind for her.
Her questions were answered after he clipped the chains to the cuffs he had her put on earlier. "M-master, what is this?" she asked. She felt the sharp sting of one of the whips as it connected with her firm, round ass.
"I didn't say you could speak," Kit reminded her. Phoenix clamped her mouth shut as she heard something buzz near her ass. She couldn't see, but she knew what it was. How many times had she used a vibrator on herself? She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the pain that would come from him sliding it into her ass.
