Another collaboration of Dancewithme24 and Stephen88.
The cellar was a dark and foreboding place. The old cement floor had grooves from years of many feet. There stayed a constant musty smell ingrained in the stone and cement walls. The floors held it also. The ceiling boards, discolored from untold decades of moisture and dampness. Ancient cobwebs in obscure corners, long abandoned by the eight-legged creators. They did not even wish to still be in such a place. Dust as old as the cellar itself filled the corners of the floor. The moisture and time had made them as hard as the concrete floor.
Brick pillars supported the roof. These too held moisture and the scent of decay. Red bricks are now dark and tinted green with thin layers of moss. The mortar crumbled in places, leaving gaps in the brick. Cabinets stood against one wall. So old, the hinges rusted and screamed if used. The wood itself had been there from the beginning. The finish fell to dust on the floor long ago. The wood now exposed to the air of the place. It too permeated with the same musty scent. The cellar windows are layered with grim and dust. They had not been cleaned in decades and little light now was shown through them.
A set of stairs was constructed when the cellar was new. Now had the same tint as the rest of the wood. The cellar doors are built in the ceiling, heavy and with thick cross pieces. The wind whistled an eerie plaintive moan through the cracks and gaps of the doors. A wordless cry from nothing human. Yet if you wanted to be heard from this dismal place, no one would hear you. Your sound swallowed by the walls and ceiling.
A set of chains hung from the center support. One great iron eye, deeply imbedded in the brick and mortar. The length of the chain dangled to the floor. Manacles at either end. Within these manacles, two tiny wrists, secured and unforgiving. The tiny, secured wrists were attached to arms the led to a naked figure sprawled on the cool floor. Toni lay there on the cool floor.
How had she come to be here? The screams she had made went unheeded. The was no use now. No one would come. Had she agreed to this? Toni couldn't remember. He, the one that put her here, would return. It was inevitable. He had left her with a verbal list of actions and things he would do to her when he arrived. But when would that be? Toni had nothing to do but wait. Wait for him to come and use her body. As he had promised.
A single, clear 40-watt light bulb hung from the ceiling. It cast more shadows than anything. The top of her head was plainly visible. A brunette with shoulder length hair. It hung loosely on her shoulders and framed her face. The hazel eyes showed brightly despite the darkness. Her nose, barely visible, yet her full lips were plain to see.
A shadow under the chin, broken only by light the slope of her breasts. Pert nipples extended and fully illuminated. The stomach bathed in darkness until just above the bellybutton. The area above her pubic, darkness.
On the shoulders appeared a light tan in the weak glow. Lithe arms hung down at her sides, ending in small and lovely hands. They rested on the floor at her side. She made the manacles on her wrists look like fine jewelry. She sat on her a nice round ass, legs folded off to the side. Well-toned legs also lightly tanned. Those legs ended in petite feet.
The inward curve of her small waist, then flared to round and beautiful hips. She was a picture of loveliness to be sure. Worthy of any art gallery.
But instead, she was chained and naked of a cold floor.
I was shocked to reality when she spoke.
"Who are you?"
"What do you want?"
"Are you going to hurt me?"
"What have I done to you?"
I made no response but continued to view her excellent naked form.
It was time to begin. Standing, I walked towards her and stared down at her. She looked up to me with misty eyes. Then her eyes saw the bamboo rod I held. Those eyes of hers became larger.
I spoke.
"Toni, get on your hands and knees. If you don't do it, there will be punishment. If you don't do anything I say fast enough, there will be punishment."
For emphasis, the bamboo swished through the air. She hesitated at first, but then moved to the position I had ordered. The chains tinkled lightly as she moved. Her glorious ass was soon in the air. The knees held together as though trying to hide her shaved pussy.
I snickered at her attempt to hide herself and spoke.
"Knees shoulder width apart. Head up! Be still and don't move."
As I had hoped, she hesitated. The bamboo swished through the air and hit home on her left butt cheek. It wasn't a hard stroke. Just enough to get her attention. Still, a red mark was left. She squeaked loudly when I spanked her ass, but she spread her knees and her head came up. I began to walk around her, looking at the body before me. She didn't move her head, but her eyes followed me as best she could. As I rounded her, the ass and shaved pussy came into my view. A red mark left on her ass. What caught my attention was this. Even in the dim light, her pussy dripped. Had the stroke aroused her?
I dragged the tip of the bamboo on her back, tracing the curve of her spine. Then across her shoulder and down her arm. I stood back enough that I could see her nipple. It was extended and hard. The tip of bamboo raised to touch it. She inhaled deeply at the touch. I used the bamboo tip to lightly flick the nipple. She reacted and shuddered. Was it as though she was being fucked or something. Or was it fear I would strike her breast? Upon my return to behind her, she was wetter.
I spoke.
"Toni, do you like it when I spank you? Do you like the bamboo on your ass? Does it make you wet?"
She squirmed visibly for a minute before she answered.
She whispered.
"Yessssssssssssssss. Please hit the other cheek Sir."
I will tell you this. A chill went through my body. The bamboo was raised, and I held it aloft for seconds, but it seemed an eternity to me. My hand and arm shook at the prospect of spanking her again. Spanking her as she had asked.
The cane hissed through the air, landed squarely on her other cheek. Toni winched in pain and in hailed sharply. Her breath then slowly released as she absorbed the pain. My vantage point allowed me to view her pussy. Toni had dripped before, now she gushed. A small puddle of her juices on the floor and streams running down her inner thighs.
I spoke.
"Toni, what should you do now?"
Without looking at me, she spoke.
"Please Sir. May I service you?"
I walked across the room to retrieve the chair. It was placed in front of Toni. She had remained on all fours and not moved at all.
I spoke.
"Toni, you may sit up now."
She answered.
"Thank you, Sir."
As she moved, the chains rattled. Toni looked up at me. Her hands reached for my belt, which she unbuckled. Then the button of my jeans, undone. The zipper slowly descended, my hardened cock pushing forward and straining against my underwear.
Toni reached and put her fingers into the waistband. Slowly, she lowered my underwear and jeans. Just enough until my cock sprung free. Instead of reaching for my cock, Toni instead cupped my balls in her hands. She tenderly kissed them. My cock lay against her face. Toni not once reached for it.
I was unaccustomed to this kind of stimulation. Toni was gentle with her kisses and occasional licks. But when she took one of my balls into her mouth tenderly sucked, I thought I would lose my mind. She then released it and did the same to the other. As she sucked the second ball, her hands crept to take hold of my hard shaft. Instead of stroking, Toni used her fingernails, raking my cock with them lightly, while still sucking my ball.
I was in a trance. The climax was already building in my body. Toni moved on though. She held my cock in her hand and slowly licked from the base to the tip. And even slower, from the tip to the base. Toni licked from the base to the tip again, but this time took the head in her mouth. She began to swirl her tongue around it. Toni paid special attention to the sensitive edge around the mushroom, her tongue tracing it.
Toni spoke.
"You want to take my mouth. Don't you Daddy? You want to hold my head and use me as a fuck toy. Don't your Daddy?"
Toni spoke again.
"Does it turn you on when I talk like that Daddy? Wanting you to dominate me?"
Toni had my pulse rate up and lust swirled in my addled mind. The baser instincts took over as my hands reached for her head. My cock slid into her waiting mouth. Immediately Toni choked and gagged. I pulled out and did it again. The same result. Soon I began a relentless fucking of Toni's mouth. The climax had been building before, now it raged in me. It would not be long.
Toni gulped air when she could. Saliva oozed from her mouth and to her chest. It also dripped from my cock and balls. My tip would hit the back of Toni's throat. I withdrew and did it again and again. Then it was time for me to cum. I pulled out of her mouth, held my cock in my hand and released cum. It landed on her face and on her breasts. She tried to catch it in her mouth as well.
The climax passed and I stepped back to look at Toni. Gooey cum and saliva ran down her face and upper body. I would have retrieved a towel for her to clean herself. But then I thought. No, let her wear it. I had other plans for my little cum slut.
I did turn clean myself. My cock back inside my pants. The suitcase I had brought with me held the next part of the project.
The latches undone, and the case opened. Four lengths of pink cotton rope were placed on the cabinet edge. I made certain Toni could see them. A large vibrating wand next to the rope. The other item Toni had not noticed was the large hole in the seat of the chair.
The chair was placed directly under the dim light bulb. I wanted the best view possible for what was to take place. A sweaty and dripping Toni watched my moves. I was ready and walked to Toni as she knelt on the floor. Her hair was a mess. Cum and saliva still on her skin. Wide eyed she looked up. What I would do?
I spoke.
"Toni, I am going to unchain you now. If you try to run, there will be punishment. There is nowhere for you to go. No one to save you. Do you understand?"
Toni nodded her head yes. I found I half hoped she would try to run. I knew the door was locked and secured, but she didn't.
I pulled the key and took her left hand. The mechanism unlocked the chain fell with a very loud clink. The second chain fell equally loud. I helped Toni to stand as she was unsteady.
She looked at me through lidded eyes. Toni was going to bolt and run. I knew she would have to make the attempt. And she did.
Toni ran across the floor to the stairs and pushed on the door. Her way out of here. But to no avail. The door was firmly locked. I had made no attempt to chase her or restrain her. Toni continued to push on the door. I walked towards her, picking up the bamboo cane. I had warned her.
