She heard the door open, feeling a tingle as she waited for him to enter her room. She closed her eyes and could feel him already, smell him, touch him. Then reality grabbed her as she heard him in the other room, furniture moving, T.V. going on, and she soon realised, she had a long wait, one that would prove to be just the more agonising now he was home...
She heard a noise! She lay still, not sure of her movements as she gathered her bearings, quickly realising she had drifted to sleep. As her surroundings became clearer to her, she again remembered that she was lain on the bed, spread eagled, each ankle or wrist tied to each of four bed posts, and only a small, satin thong, to cover her nudity, yet still didn't fulfil its full purpose. As all these thoughts suddenly flooded back to her, she remembered again that a noise awoke her...CRAP! She hoped for dear god that it wasn't a door, wasn't HER door. She knew an answer was coming, as she began to slowly open her eyes, peering through slits before opening them fully to the hell of her situation, John. John was a six foot two, twenty-three year old, ex body builder who now worked as a fitness instructor, meaning he had kept his shape and his rippling hard muscles had been something Ally couldn't control herself around. His short brown hair, tanned and toned physique and ample size had led Ally to think he was to die for. He was everything she had ever wanted, but now, she knew what she had done...
Ally was twenty-one, had long flowing brown hair, a C-cup bosom, a gorgeous ass and a body that was so tight and toned she had lads after her wherever she went. Six months ago she had been set up on a blind date with some ex body builder that she wasn't the slightest bit interested in meeting, but after two hours of food, wine and chatting, she had her mind made up that he was the one, he was amazing. In their short time together they had moved in, told each other everything about themselves and had sex nearly every night, they were the perfect loving couple. That was until a week ago. Ally sparked a conversation with John about fantasies, what he wanted to do in bed etc. She had opened a can of worms, one that she couldn't wriggle out of. However she had found that his darkest fantasies were ones she unknowingly shared. All of which had led to her current situation. John had admitted he loved being dominant, but had never gotten fully into the roll because no sexual partner had ever given him the chance.
Ally would do anything for this man, not to mention anything once in the bedroom, so she committed to him, announcing he could do anything he wanted. He returned the next day with goods to start the occasion, and the torture started that very afternoon. John had greeted Ally as normal, before explaining how things were going to work from now on, how she was his slave, he could do anything to or with her, and she had no right to deny him. She agreed to this, and was immediately led to the bed, stripped completely before being tossed a small lace satin thong, brand new, and being ordered to wear that and only that. This was the same thong she still wore, one thin enough to be see through, small enough to easily move to one side for access, yet had enough material to allow her a small restraint in her exposure. She had been left like this, and after a few hours of torturing loneliness, John had returned with his rules and rituals. He would let her out for half an hour every morning, to shower and clean. Whenever he was around she could shout for toilet breaks, but was returned immediately to her current state, and his final rule, he would shave her pussy bare each morning, making sure not a single hair graced her sex. Ally had never been completely shaved, she had always had small amounts of pubic hair but never had she left it completely bare, and the idea excited her more.
Anyway back to the present...
John was towering above Ally, and immediately told her she was bad for sleeping when he was awake and in the house, this was not allowed. Ally quickly apologised, saying it was accidental and wouldn't happen again.
"We'll make sure of that, you know the punishments." John iterated before he slapped her side lightly, and again, and again. He then untied her wrists, swapping them over before repeating this with her ankles. She was now face down on the bed, her butt on show and sticking up waiting for punishment.
Ally her eyes tight shut, she knew she loved the pain, but it still hurt. Just as she thought that she felt the first crack of the whip on her buttocks, she clenched her body and held her lips tight shut, making sure to adhere to John's rules of no noises during punishment. Just as the red marks began to show upon her buttocks John repeated his previous action, again whipping her perfect little butt. Again and again he whipped her, until he decided it was enough.
Ally's butt was now red roar from her punishment, and stung like hell. A smile crept across her face as John again undid her shackles and rolled her over. She felt a sting as her butt returned to the bed, but then the soft sheets comforted her as she awaited John's next move. She looked forward to the rest of the night...
John knew Ally had been lying on that very bed all day, getting wet at the mere thought of him coming home and spanking her. He decided to make her wait, reaching into the draw and grabbing a 6-inch vibrator that he quickly introduced into Ally's dripping pussy, before hitting the on switch and securing it there with her thong. Satisfied it was going nowhere, John retired to the front room, leaving Ally alone for a few more hours.