To Catch a Sub - 012
Sasha was still feeling morose. Her conflicting emotions washed from one extreme to the other as she knelt beside him. She was still thinking and debating when she heard the knock at the door. She felt his hand leave her shoulder and then heard the door unlock and open. She gulped as she heard him.
SensualSadist -- "Ah. Yes! It smells wonderful. Just roll the cart over there and put the dinner on the table.
Sasha shivered. She knew that someone was entering the room. She knew that whoever it was would have an unobstructed view of her, blindfolded, naked, and spread wide open. She heard a male voice.
Unknown Voice -- Um. ah... here.... I.... would you sign here please.
SensualSadist - Certainly. And this is for you.
Unknown Voice -- Thank you Sir!
SensualSadist - Lovely isn't she.
Unknown Voice -- Oh.... yes sir. I wasn't staring. I'm sorry."
SensualSadist - No. It's fine. Stare all you like. Get a closer look if you wish.
Sasha heard it all and to her surprise, she felt the flush rise from her breasts up to her cheeks. She had no idea where the two men were standing or what they were doing until she heard the door shut and lock. She heard a chair move on the carpet and then the clink of silverware on China. She assumed he was eating, and she wondered about herself. It had been a long time since she ate breakfast. Then she felt something touch her lips.
She opened her mouth and felt with her tongue. A small bite of perfectly done steak touched her tongue and she carefully took it from the fork. She chewed and swallowed, in bliss. Over the next hour, he ate and fed her from his plate. He held the glass for her to drink iced tea and, at times, carefully wiped her mouth and chin. At one point, a small piece of lettuce fell onto her breast, and she felt him wipe it away with his napkin. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
When dinner was done, he loaded the dishes onto the cart and pushed it into the hall. The concierge looked up and gave him a big grin and a thumbs up. Evidently, the waiter who delivered the meal had already filled the concierge in on what he saw in the room.
She heard him sit back down in the recliner and his hand again came to rest on her shoulder. She signed contentedly. She began to wonder if he was going to keep her blindfolded all weekend if she would ever see his face. She thought it a bit strange that he was going to all this trouble to keep his identity secret.
Tony sat down in the recliner. He turned on the TV and put it on a news program. He wasn't really interested in the news so much as he wanted a chance to think without her wondering what he was doing. Watching TV was a plausible way to fill the time.
Tony knew that he had to make the transition relatively soon. He wanted to have at least a day with her after he revealed himself. He also wanted her in an almost complete submissive zone when he did let her see who was really controlling her. He was thinking about what he could do, that night, to get her into that state. He was mulling over all the things he had seen her do and the BDSM pornography she enjoyed. He knew that she often returned to the videos that depicted gang rapes and gang bangs, but he wasn't prepared to go that far. He also knew that she often chose to watch the videos that centered around women in very strict bondage while being savagely sexually used. He decided that his best alternative was something like that.
The news program was winding up. Sasha heard the TV go silent and felt his hand leave her shoulder. She could tell that he had left the room. He was gone for a relatively long time and then she heard his footsteps. She heard his voice as his hand took her arm.
SensualSadist - Stand up.
She got to her feet a little stiffly. Holding her upper arm he led her into the bedroom. She felt the edge of the bed on her knees and heard him again.
SensualSadist - Crawl up on the bed and put your face down on the mattress. Keep your ass up in the air and your legs spread wide.
Newandwilling -- Yes Sir
Sasha felt the bed with her hands. She crawled forward until she thought she was about center in the mattress and then leaned down, putting her shoulders and head on the soft bedspread. She pulled her knees up a bit to get her ass as high as possible, and then spread her knees as wide apart as she could.
She heard him moving around and then her hands were pulled together behind her back and securely tied with rope. She felt another loop of rope go around her arms just above her elbows and then a quick tug that pulled her elbows together until they touched. She grunted. It was a strict position and not at all comfortable. When he pulled her hands and wrists upward until she thought her shoulders were going to pop out of joint, she knew that she was in for a challenging time.
Tony worked quietly and efficiently. After her arms were secured to the ring he had placed in the wall above the head of the bed, he turned to her legs. Loops of rope went around her legs just above her knees. He pulled these tight to the side of the bed frame. Her knees were pulled outward until he heard her whine from the extreme stretch it caused. He then tied her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed, forcing them apart even wider.
Sasha had never imagined being put in such an uncomfortable and incapacitating position. She couldn't shift her body at all. The strain on her arms and shoulders caused her to arch her back as far as possible which thrust her ass into the air even higher. Her legs were turned outward and pulled apart, giving him easy access to her ass and pussy.
Suddenly, Sasha felt something cold and hard at her asshole. It was lubed, thank God, but he was unusually rough pushing what felt like a metal ball into her ass. She cried out sharply as he forced the cold metal into her ass.
Tony took the metal ass hook from the drawer and applied a generous amount of lubricant. He then knelt on the bed and put it at her asshole. He pushed hard, roughly, raping the metal ball past her sphincter and riving it deep into her ass. He heard her cry out and then grunt at the invasion.
He had already attached a long piece of thin leather strap to the other end of the anal hook. With the hook deep enough in her ass that the curve of the hook matched her back, he pulled the leather thong up to her head. He gathered the mass of black hair at the base of the ponytail into his hand and then began to wrap the leather thong around her hair. He then wrapped a spiral of the leather thing down the length of the ponytail and tied it off just above the end of her hair. When he released it, she found her head pulled up sharply and held there by the hook in her ass.
From the bag on the dresser, he took a smallish pink vibrator. It wasn't very big or intimidating. He found he didn't need any lube to put the larger part into her pussy easily. The vibrator was strangely shaped. The vaginal insert was shaped like a larger head. Spouting up toward her clit was a finger with a depression on the end that fit neatly over her clit. She couldn't see it but she could feel it as he adjusted it. A thinner longer tail ran the other direction, and it tickled around on her asshole.
He turned on his phone and chose another app. Then she felt the first faint vibrations of the thing in her pussy. It was pleasant and not at all like the other dildos she had experienced. Then, it seemed to her that the vibrator was getting warm. She groaned and wiggled her ass as much as she could.
Tony looked at the screen of his phone and pushed another button. Almost immediately he heard her gasp. He knew that the small suction device on her clit was in action, sucking gently away. He looked down at her and smiled. He left her there and went into the other room to get another beer from the minibar.
Sasha thought that the miniature vibrator would be an easy and relaxing chore. What she discovered was that tightly bound and unable to touch herself, the small sensations evoked by the vibrator quickly became more or more torture then the belt had been. It was like an itch she couldn't scratch. The constant light flutter of the vibrator and the gentle sucking on her clit, quickly became a torment. She began to cry at first. After an hour of such treatment, she was a wailing mess. Finally, he came into the room. He held the box to his lips as he spoke.
SensualSadist - You are certainly a vocal cunt. I guess I will have to do something about that. We don't want the other guests complaining.
She felt him kneel upon the bed. She turned her head as much as she could but all she saw was a wad of cloth. The cloth came down on her mouth and she instinctively closed her lips Fingers closed on her nose, preventing her from drawing a breath and it didn't take long for her to open her mouth and try to gasp in air. He took advantage by shoving the wadded-up wash cloth fully into her mouth, packing it into her cheeks and then slapping a wide strip of tape across her lips, sealing them shut. Her screams and pleading turned to mute unintelligible mumbles. Now she was truly fearful. She couldn't speak or communicate. That meant that she couldn't use her safe word if she wanted to. Her shoulders were again aching terribly and the vibrations in her cunt were becoming almost unbearable.
