I was slowly waking up from a deep slumber, I couldn't quite figure out why, but my body was filling up with a delicious warmth spreading to every single cell in my body. A smile tugged at my lips as I drowsily stretched. Or tried to. For some reason I couldn't move my arms and legs. I tried to pull my arms down, but after some struggling and waking more up I realised they were tied to the bedpost. A look down my uncovered, naked body told me the situation was the same with my legs. Actually, I noticed, it was soft leather cuffs tightly secured around my ankles and wrists. I swallowed as a heat wave rushed through my body and I felt hot wetness pooling up in my now aching vagina. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath, letting the feeling of helplessness blend with my rapidly growing arousal. Then I felt it. The prickling sensation of someone watching me.
The dull lighting allowed only a fraction of the room to be visible, but I could see a silhouette in the shadows leaning against the wall. A sting of uncertainty passed my mind while my eyes tried to identify the man watching me. Then he pushed out from the wall and came towards the bed, looking like a predator set on his prey. The prey being me, caused my breathing to increase nervously. Then the familiar smell enveloped me and my body instantly relaxed, causing more heat to all my secret places. Only they were not secret anymore, cuffed up and sprawled on the bed for your eyes to feast on every part of me just as you pleased. Your eyes travelled leisurely over me and the possessive, pleased look on your face made me squirm in happiness and arousal.
I didn't dare say anything, because something about your posture made me feel like I should crawl at your feet and thank you for allowing me to breathe. The thought almost made me whimper in desire. I wanted whatever you had planned as long as I could please you and make you satisfied. You bent over me, looking at my eyes while you hovered over my breast, your warm breath caressing my erect nipple and sensitive skin. When your lips locked around it and you flicked your tongue over it, I moaned and arched my back from the mattress. I bit my lip, and was about to close my eyes when you shook your head slightly before nipping at my nipple with your teeth.
"Eyes open, slave, or else you'll be punished. Understood?" I nodded eagerly, feeling how my sex ached and got wetter for each minute.
"I can't hear you, slave." The warning note in your voice had me almost stammering.
"Y-y-yes, master. I understand, master." Pleased with my submission you licked my breast and then moved to the other, giving it the same attention. A sound, reminding me of a closing door, made me jump slightly. The unmistakeable sound of the lock being turned made me stiffen up as I strained to hear where the sound had come from. You stroke my cheek and I immediately changed my focus to you.
"You will obey your master's command without hesitation, whatever it is. You trust that I know what you can handle. Right?"