Mark got out of the shower and put on his housecoat. He picked up the note that his wife Nicole had left for him folded on his computer keyboard and read it again.
Mistress Jade demands your presence in her chambers at 4pm sharp. Ensure that you are thoroughly clean and in the outfit left for you on her bed. It is expected that you will greet her as one so low should greet a goddess; kneeling beside the door with your forehead on the floor. Failure to comply will not be tolerated.
Mark wondered if he should have gathered the toys as well; however, the note did not specifically tell him to do so and often he got equally punished for doing extra as he did for not following instructions to the letter. He checked the time on his phone. 3:53; he did not have any time to waste if he was going to be ready for 4. Nicole often did that to him. She had known that Mark would not be home until after 3, so the short interval to get ready was intentional. Mark suspected that she was hoping he would fail; but, he was scared of what she had planned if he did. Failure was never really an option with Mistress Jade.
Mark went back into the bedroom to put on the clothing that was left out for him. Mark was relieved to see that the clothes were for men. Lately Nicole had taken to dressing him like a girl. He picked up the leather vest, and examined it for a moment, his earlier suspicions confirmed. These clothes were new. Mark felt his member stiffening at the realization that Nicole had been planning and hiding this. She had not had any time to go shopping for this stuff in the last few days, so it must have been purchased at least a week ago. Usually the planned visits from his mistress came with something new. Mark's mind went racing with what was in store for him.
Mark gave his head a shake and tried to put his mind elsewhere. It was never good to seem too eager. That also led to punishment, accompanied with a longer wait for release and merciless teasing. Mark put on the leather vest. It was a size too small, and fit really snugly in the shoulders. It also did not fit completely around. Mark could not possibly do up the vest. Next he picked up the leather thong and noticed a clip on the side for easy removal. He liked that. It gave him hope that his mistress didn't plan on him wearing it for long. Just as he was slipping the thong up his muscular legs he heard a key in the front door.
Panicked that Nicole would make it to the room before he was completely ready, Mark hurriedly put on the new leather and metal wrist cuffs and the new steel collar, securing the collar with the combination padlock that was provided. Then he grabbed the black leather blindfold and slipped it into place as he went to his knees by the door. Mark put his hands on the floor in front of him, and rested his forehead on the floor just as the bedroom door cracked open.
***
Nicole slowly turned the key in the lock and opened the door as loudly as she could. It was 4pm on the dot and Mark should be ready; however, she hadn't given him a lot of time. She wanted to give Mark ample warning that time was up. Normally Nicole would delight in punishing him for not being ready at the appointed time, even trying to make it impossible without being so short that Mark had no hope; however, this time having to punish him would ruin the flow of her plan.
After stomping up the stairs, Nicole opened the bedroom door and smiled. Mark was right where he should be. Blindfolded with his head on the floor, Mark would not be able to see Nicole get changed. Good. The wait would drive him crazy, especially since he was still able to hear. She grabbed all the toys she intended to use and washed them in the ensuite sink.
Back in the bedroom, Nicole removed the clothes she had been wearing, and pulled out the blood red latex cat suit from the back of her closet. It had 3 zippers, so she could expose her ass, her pussy, or her breasts depending on what she would like done. Along with the clothes Mark now wore, this outfit was new. Purchased nine days ago and hiding in the spare bedroom closet behind all the sheets and comforters. She wondered what Mark was thinking as she did up the zippers.
Next she pulled out a pair of new blood red leather boots. They were short boots, only coming just past the ankle; but, they did have a good three inch heel on them. Lastly Nicole put on a pair of blood red satin gloves. Nicole quickly checked her watch. Mark had been in that position for about twenty minutes. Perfect.
Nicole slowly walked over to Mark and said "I see my little pet got my note and even managed to properly follow all the instructions. Who is a good little pet?"
"I am a good little pet Mistress," Mark replied immediately. Nicole smiled again. It was good to see his training paying off.
Nicole used the toe of her boot to lift Mark's head off the floor while saying, "Does my pet think he should be rewarded for being such a good boy?"
"If it would please my mistress, I would like a reward. I followed your instructions precisely Mistress." Mark couldn't help but have a slight tone of begging in his voice. Nicole couldn't blame him. Their schedules had both been extremely busy for the last week. Nicole motioned her foot to indicate to Mark that she wanted him up on his knees.
"Oh, my poor, poor pet," Nicole said, pressing her boot gently into his slightly erect manhood, "You have really missed your mistress, haven't you?"
"Yes I have mistress," Mark said. Nicole took Mark's hand and led him over to a wooden kitchen chair with a stick style back and had him sit down. Nicole grabbed the rope that she had placed by the chair earlier and tied him to the chair. Once Mark's arms, legs, and torso were secure, she grabbed the headphones she had also left by the chair earlier and put them over his ears. She put the other end into her phone and started playing loud heavy metal. She made sure Mark was unable to hear anything, and then gave a wicked smile.
Now the real fun could begin.
***
Mark sat tied to the chair, heavy metal blaring into his ears, and wondered what was going on. Nicole had responded quite nicely to him being over eager, not that Mark could rely on her words to let him know what was coming. Should he be expecting the pain that came from his mistress being displeased? He had expected some backlash when he had told her that he would like to be rewarded; however, lying to his mistress over that would have been worse. Then she had noticed his stiffness, and all she did was tie him to this chair and cut off his sense of sound. Did she plan to just leave him tied to this chair? It was starting to feel like it had been quite some time since she put him here.
Then Mark felt the clasp at the side of the thong become undone, and felt the touch of his mistress's hands on his skin as she removed it. Was that satin? The fingers were slowly caressing his penis as Mark struggled to keep it as soft as possible. Then Mark felt her tongue licking up the shaft, and all hope of not seeming eager was gone. He cringed, expecting a whip or something to tell him he shouldn't be so eager; but none came, just more licking.
Nicole then surrounded his cock with her mouth and Mark let out a moan. Even with his cock completely in her mouth he could still feel her tongue as well. Was he actually being rewarded? Is this what happened if he succeeded in doing the impossible, following all instructions to the letter in the short time frame she gave him? It felt so good; it took everything Mark had to not explode. Being worthy of a reward or no, Nicole would turn on dime if he came into her mouth without permission. He was about to ask for said permission when he realized the music again. How would he hear her answer?
