This is the prequel to "Perfect Picture" and will be a multi chapter story. This is a work of fiction and all characters are consenting adults over 21. I want to thank everyone for their feedback on Perfect Picture and that encouraged me to continue this story. I want to thank dancing_to_gallifrey for her editing and tightening my writing. Finally thanks to innoentdoll for her editing and cleanup, everyone's contribution made this a much better story.
Thank you Paige ... this one is for you.
Chapter 12
Full Circle
In the eight months that Cindy has been in my life, everything has changed. Even my friends have noticed it. Before, I was a lonely hard-nosed businessman with no respect for anyone around me and my life was all about building businesses and making money. As they would tell you, I had no heart and they will also say that it was very difficult to call me a friend.
Cindy has changed all that. I have a heart now and Cindy has captured it in a most unlikely way. She has turned her free will over to me and will do anything and everything I demand without hesitation or question. And no matter what I do to her, she turns around and loves me with unwavering, steadfast trust and devotion.
The old me was not worthy of this love or trust. Cindy showed me what it could be like to truly believe in someone and to give your all without hesitation or doubt. Her love has humbled me and I realized I had to be a better person to be worthy of that kind of steadfast and fully committed love. We've been through a lot together. I guess that's the operative word... together. We've seen the good, the bad and the ugly and faced it head on together. With all of that, Cindy's love and belief in me never wavered or faltered.
My agreement with Cindy's father (whom she has never met) has hopefully resolved any potential danger, with her father being a big time gangster. As he promised, he staged Cindy's death and sent me a copy of the full-page newspaper article detailing her life, death and family ties to the Hanson brothers syndicate. With this article out in the public, the old Cindy could not be seen with me for a while, so Cindy changed her hair color, her hairstyle and wore contact lenses to hide the color of her eyes whenever we went out.
We knew that facial recognition software or DNA would give her away so we kept our outings to a minimum for a month after her "death". Cindy did not like being cooped up, but she was okay with it if I was there. I was not going to let her relapse again, so I worked from home mostly.
I devoted the month of October to showing Cindy that the man she loves, trusts completely and believes in, is worthy of that complete commitment. So in the beginning in October, I rented a house in Key West Florida for the month and Cindy and I will begin our preparations for Cindy's Fantasy Fest costume and float. Our float for the parade will be a pirate ship and Cindy will be the lusty wench tied and displayed to the mast.
This was how I found Cindy eight months ago. She was the lusty wench tied to the mast on a pirate ship as part of a float for Mardi Gras. The scum that had taken advantage of her then; beat her, whipped her, cut her, stripped her naked and threw her in the garbage. I stole that horribly abused yet stunningly beautiful innocent girl away from them and she quickly captured my heart. Over the next eight months, she has blossomed into the most stunningly beautiful, elegant and loving woman anyone has ever seen and our love for each other has grown to consume us both.
I was worried that Cindy could have issues with this float, but I needn't have worried. When I told Cindy this is what we were going to do, and asked her if she had any reservations she responded in typical Cindy fashion, "Master, I am yours to command. I love you more than my life and I trust you completely with my body, my heart and my safety. I know that as long as I am with you, I will be safe and loved. You are my master and I will never deny you anything or say no to you...ever, I am your devoted slave."
At moments like this, the complete gravity of the gift that she has given me washes over and humbles me. I know I have to be the best man I can be, to be worthy of this gift. I look at her and I get a lump in my throat, I can't talk, all I can do is hold her tightly and kiss her with all the love I have in my heart.
For the first week, I concentrated on getting registered for all of the various contests, making sure our float is entered in the parade and I worked with several craftsmen to construct the perfect mini pirate ship, which is really only a vehicle to display Cindy to the world.
While that's all being worked on, I worked with Cindy on her costume, determining the best way to strip her and display her to the crowd. I had been skirting around the issue because there is really only one way to strip her in front of the crowd and I was to simulate whipping her clothes off. I didn't bring it up, because Cindy had been whipped and beaten incessantly by her masters before me and I promised her that this is something I would never do.
While we were talking about it Cindy looked at me with a deep pool of love in her eyes, she came over and sat in my lap, put her arms around me gave me a quick kiss and while looking me in the eyes said. "Master, I am your property, I am yours to do with what you will. We both know the only way to do this right is for you to use a whip to strip me naked in front of everyone. You just have to find a way to do it without hurting me. I trust you my master and my body is in your hands." Then with a smile, she added. "There's nothing better in this whole world that having your hands all over my body."
She leaned into me and our soft kiss turned into a passionate embrace and my hands began to explore all of her magnificent curves and edges. Shortly she began moaning in my mouth and pushing her breasts and nipples into my hands, I can't resist, slipping my hands under her I carried her into the bedroom where I once again proved her there's nothing better to bring her to the heights of ecstasy than my hands, mouth and cock making love to her.
The next day I rented a mannequin and began to experiment with different types of clothing and different types of whips. I quickly abandoned the harsher whips and started concentrating on variations of the cat of nine tails. I settled on two different variations, one was an actual cat of nine tails but it was made of ultra-soft deerskin, we had used this at home and the effects can be a soft caress to nip on the skin.
The second had three whipping strands, again made of stiffer deerskin but with knots along different links on the strands. This whip could caress or raise whelps depending on the force used, but it couldn't break the skin or do any real damage. That was my main objective; to find something to strip Cindy naked without hurting our damaging her soft and supple skin, but instead to enhance the experience for Cindy with little nips and bites.
I suspended Cindy from the ceiling and tested them on her on one of our nights together. The cat of nine tails she found very sensuous soft, as she has found before when we used it at home, she loved the feeling against her stretched taut skin. Towards the end of my testing, she was pleading with me to take her. The three-strand whip was more of a hard-core feeling, if the knots happened to hit her nipples, lower belly or pussy lips she said it was difficult for her to keep from cumming. Each hit on her erogenous zones made her pussy clench in response.
Cindy thought the test was a complete success and she wanted to add the second whip to some of our play toys for later.
Now, I had to start on the clothing. I tried all kinds of clothing; cotton, silk, or satin, but all held together well and it took a lot of force to separate them. So I started looking at using some of the more exotic paper clothing and hit pay dirt. Some of the paper clothing was rugged and wouldn't work but I found some paper clothing that would work. As I began to refine my methods, I found that I could use cuts and perforations to further control how the clothing would come apart.
I ordered a dozen sets of the outfits for Cindy; complete with perforations and designs on how it would come apart, and soon, the day was almost upon us. I went over to inspect the pirate ship and see if everything was in readiness there.
It was perfect; the ship had been built around a flatbed truck with the mast firmly anchored to the bed of the truck. But I realized that if Cindy had just been tied to the mast, she would be hidden behind the cab of the truck so I had them build a 3-foot high platform around the mast for Cindy to stand on. I also had to raise the hook to which your hands would be tied to and as I looked at this and thought of one more devious thing and have them build that as well.
All was ready.
The morning of the Fantasy Fest Parade debut was at hand. I dressed Cindy in her skin tight, cropped peasant blouse and her knee length peasant skirt. It's design left her sexy belly bare and would give a hint of the stunning body that was about to be displayed to all the onlookers. I helped Cindy onto the float and up onto the platform ready for her display. It's then that she saw my new diabolical addition. She gasped, turned to me and smiled saying, "Oh master, this slave loves how her master can play her body. I love you my master, but please promise to make love to me after this is over."
"I promise, my Pet"
I lifted Cindy up to the platform around the mast. My addition was a dual remote control vibrator mounted on a small post sticking out from the mast and it contained both pussy and anal vibrators. Cindy would be forced to sit with these vibrators deeply embedded in her pussy and ass throughout the parade. Of course, I had the remote control.
I added some lube to both vibrators and then lifted Cindy up and I carefully slid them into her body. As I slid the vibrators into her I could see Cindy shudder with excitement and anticipation of what was to come. I manacled her feet to the sides of the mast, causing her to thrust her hips forward and set her firmly on the vibrators.
I then took her hands and pulled her arms up and behind the mast tying them together with soft cotton rope and reached up hooking them high up on the back of the mast. This had multiple effects, first stretched her flat belly taut and shrank her tiny waist even more, but the second thing it did was thrust her chest out bringing her world-class breasts into prominence. Once her clothes are stripped they would be jutting out for everyone's ogling pleasure.
I added one more thing. I put ear buds in her ears and plugged them into a remote tied to the mast. I whispered into her ear, "I will be in your head talking to you the whole time, baby."
I looked at her with pride and she looked at me with trust and love as well as a big dose of lust and excitement I ran my hands over her curves and she sucked in a deep breath threw her head back against the mast gave a deep throaty moan. I kissed her and then jumped down to the deck ready to begin the day.
