I await his return. He has filled my cunt with a thrusting dildo, a vibe pulsing and pressed tight to my clit, and a vibrating plug in my ass. All are secured tight by a material. My legs are straight and bound together, my arms are straight and behind me, bound together and secured tightly to my body, my mouth is gaged, and my eyes are covered with a blindfold. This is how he chose to leave his pet in his absence, on the floor, bound, toyed, and tormented. It is becoming agonizing. The irritation of my clit, the pleasure in my pussy, and the distraction in my ass have a whirlwind of feelings that have me wanting to beg for my Master. I hear the key at the hotel door and he enters. He settles and is doing something. Then I feel cold. Ice cold. On my back. On my feet. It calms me. Then it pains me. I whimper. He moves the cold all on my skin. Making it sensitive and prickled with pain.
I wiggle when the pain hurts more in some areas and he grabs my hair hard, "I am playing with my pet! Behave! This is your only warning."
He continues. My skin is too tender. He slowly unbinds me and continues his torture of the cold, releasing something, and going back to it, releasing something, and back to it. I am then free. He commands me on my back and my legs open. He removes the toys and uses the cold on my nipples, then clit, then nipple and breasts, and back to the clit and cunt. My skin is pink on my breasts. He cannot contain his desires and he licks, sucks, and bites on my nipples and breasts. It hurts from the temp difference. I whimper. He slaps and spanks my cunt as his mouth enjoys my breasts. I whine, whimper, and wiggle.
He stops, "did you just move against me playing with you... again?"