Her eyes opened to blackness. She assumed it was still the middle of the night and went to roll over and fall back asleep. Then she realised that she couldn't, something wrapped over her waist, something held down her hands and legs, she was trapped. Panic rose within, before she heard his voice in her ear.
"Everything is alright my dear, just lay back and enjoy" his velvet tone soothed her, and her whole body melted into the mattress. Now that her mind had woken up she tried to focus on the sensations she could feel. She was cold, the air clung to her revealed skin freely,
"He must have stripped me before tying me up" she realised. Her excitement grew as she tried to anticipate what was about to happen. It was Saturday so he could play with her the whole weekend if he wanted, she hoped he would. As her mind began wandering into her fantasy of being his slave for the next few days, she felt something running over her stomach.
It was cool and flat, she had no idea what it was but the sensation of the cool surface running over her sent shivers down her spine. He moved it up and down her body, gently grazing over her erect nipples and tickling the edge of her clit.
Eventually it worked its way up over her shoulders and rested on her neck, it felt like a strap or belt of some kind. "Open wide." The command was strong but also playful, she knew part of him wanted her to disobey so that he could enjoy forcing her.
She opted for being submissive however, and gladly opened her mouth hoping to receive his cock. She was half pleased when she felt the rubber on her tongue, and the small dildo gag pushed its way inside. She realised that what she had felt was the end of the strap for this being pulled over her body previously as he clipped it into place at the back of her head.
As always he wordlessly placed the 'panic button' into her hand, since she was unable to use their safeword when gagged. With a third of her holes full she was already soaking wet, and could feel her juices dripping onto the sheets below. However, he enjoyed taking his time and it was another few minutes before she felt him again.
She had heard him go downstairs and rummage around and had a few ideas of what he may have. They had played around before with household objects like candles and ice, but she also knew he loved to surprise her. Her back pushed against her waist restraint trying to arch up as she felt the intense cold attack her left nipple. She moaned over the gag at the immense mix of pleasure and pain.
The cold surface moved over her breast to her other nipple, assuring both were standing to full attention. She had assumed it was ice, but soon noticed there was no trail of cold water left behind. It was rounded and metallic, but whatever it was felt like it had been left out in the snow all night.
He slowly rolled it over her body, she tensed as he approached her clit fearing the extreme temperature. There was a shift in his body above her, and instead of the cold object his tongue began gently stroking her sensitive button. She relaxed and allowed the wonderful feeling to flow over her.
He played with her softly for a minute or two, before pulling back and replacing his loving tongue with the freezing object suddenly. Another loud moan slipped out from under her gag at the unexpected change. But an instant later the cold was gone, and his warm mouth returned. He went on like this a few times, waiting until he could feel her relaxed underneath him before briefly assaulting her.