Megan missed her Master, Alex Reinwright, desperately. He'd left hurriedly that morning with just a light kiss on her cheek, a cup of coffee in one hand and his briefcase in the other. Usually they would shower together and He would tease her, but the power had gone out in the night and Master was running late. She'd received a call from him, telling her that He would be stuck at the office late. She'd complained but relented when she realized her Master was not in the mood to deal with a moody, pouting girl. Still missing Him, she laid down on her bed, almost fully nude.
She ran her hands over her body, sighing softly, letting her fingertips trail lightly up her stomach to play with her nipples, gently pulling on them and twisting them between her fingers. The open window let a warm breeze blow in, caressing her body. She allowed one hand to move back down her body, and pause between her long, open legs, which were encased to the thigh in black silk stockings, each ending in a lacey cuff, four inches above her knee.
The other hand slipped under Master's pillow on the bed, pulling out a vibrator he'd left there the night before. She let the hand between her legs hover a moment, before allowing it to spread the lips of her wet cunt. The other hand, guided the vibrator inside her waiting pussy, as she pushed it inside herself. She moaned quietly, as if the walls had ears.
Pushing the vibrator deep inside herself, she started fucking herself, building up speed and pressure until she was slamming the buzzing little toy deep inside her hot, wet cunt. She moaned loudly and opened her eyes as she came, her breath suddenly sucked from her lungs as she focused on her Master leaning in the doorway, arms crossed, watching her. The look on his face put ice in her stomach.
With a calm, level voice, he asked her, "Enjoying yourself, my pet?" His eyes locked on hers, and she could see both the disappointment and the anger behind his cool demeanor; anger at her for breaking one of his rules. Suddenly aware of the buzzing toy still in her hand, she moved to turn it off. Quicker than lightning, her wrists were clamped in his strong hands.
Taking the toy out of her hand, he turned it off and set it on the nightstand. She could feel his hot breath on her ear, as he whispered in her ear, "You know you're not allowed to play unless you ask first, pet. And under no circumstances, are you allowed to cum without permission. If you choose not to follow my rules, fine, but you best be ready to receive your punishment for your infractions. Get up."
He pulled away from her and she knew she was in trouble. Quickly she stood before him, her head bowed, her cheeks on fire. Her nakedness was pronounced by his being fully clothed, and she quickly became aware of this as his eyes raked across her body, her creamy white skin contrasting with the black stockings still on her legs.
"Bend over the bed." His voice was hard. She trembled as she hurried to carry out his command.
He strode around the other side of the bed and grabbed her arms, tying each one to the corresponding post on the bed, stretching her over the king sized bed. After walking around to the other side of the bed, he ran his hands over her shoulders and down her back, gripping her hips and slapping her ass briefly before, sliding his hands down her legs, and pushing them apart. He tied each ankle to the posts of the bed just as he had her wrists, forcing her to be bent over completely at the waist, and stretched as far side-to-side as her legs would go.
He stepped back to admire his slave, stretched out, ready for her punishments. He tried to ignore the stirrings in his loins, his cock becoming aroused. Stepping away, he rummaged through the drawers next to the bed and fished out a ball gag, which would keep her from begging, but would still allow him to hear her screams. He pushed it roughly past her sweet, soft lips, which lightly kissed his fingertips, then carefully buckled it behind her head, being most careful to avoid getting her long dark brown hair caught in it.
