Amanda followed her new Mistress, her eyes watching the hypnotic sway of Denise's ass. She could smell the urine that was drying on her breasts, still tasting it on her lips.
Denise lead the young blond by the leather leash, guiding her up a flight of stairs and into a small bedroom.
"This will be your new home when you move in here, slut," Denise said as she closed the bedroom door. "I will provide you with everything you will need. If there is any thing you really WANT, you must first earn it."
"Yes, Mistress," Amanda replied, looking around the small room. There was a small dressing table in one corner, a small, empty closet in another, and a full-sized bed next to the single window.
"Get up on the bed, slut, and assume your position," Denise said, tugging the leash.
Amanda hurried to obey. All the excitement of the evening had left her pussy wet and burning with desire. She longed to rub her sensitive clit until she climaxed. She would probably keep rubbing it until she climaxed again, she felt so horny.
Amanda had always been shy and timid. Her shyness was one of the things that had kept her a virgin. However, it had never occurred to her that she would like to be commanded, especially by another woman, and being commanded to perform sexually made her pussy itch that much more for release.
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought as she climbed onto the bed, kneeled and put her hands behind her head. 'But I also can't believe how horny it's making me.'
"All right, I want you to face the head of the bed," Denise said, moving around to the headboard. She watched as Amanda shifted her body to comply.
"Lean forward. Place your hands on the posts of the headboard."
Amanda leaned forward, doing as she was told. She felt Denise unlatch the leash from her collar, only to have her fasten two short chains to the ring. She watched as her Mistress fastened one chain to an eye bolt located in the top of the left-hand post. Denise did the same with the other chain, attaching it to the right-hand side. The chains were long enough to allow her to lay her head down on the bed, but she would be unable to get out of the bed.
"Lay your head down, and slide your hands down along the sides of the posts," Denise commanded. She pulled a short shackle up from under the bed and attached it to the young girl's wrist, doing the same on the other side.
Amanda realized she was completely helpless now, unable to move either of her hands if she had wished to get away. She could feel the juices running from her pussy, her excitement growing each time her Mistress bound her to the bed.
