Good day:
This is the final part of this series; due to some complications (a.k .a. a broken computer), my time is minimal. How can I keep up with this? Hopefully, when I rent a laptop soon, I can keep writing. I want to thank you all for your kind support.
Valerie slowly opened her eyes; satin bed sheets and the smell of the sea were all around her: no collar and no chastity belt on her body. "Where am I?" slowly, she stood up, covering her naked body with the blanket, and walked to the door, locked.
I would not start asking for help without knowing where I was first
. Looking around, she walked over to the window and gasped at seeing a beautiful beach. "Just where in the hell am I?".
"Good day, my beautiful and sexy dove; I am sure you have many questions I can answer. First, I am sure you notice you have no collar or chastity belt. That is not without a reason. You see, you belong to me now. I invested quite a lot of money, and now you are my slave. While you were trapped with the belt and the collar, you were being sold into slavery; I bought you. However, I am not like other owners... when you earn my trust, you will have some of your freedom back and even be able to go back to studying if that is your wish.
That said, while inside this mansion or with me, you will always refer to me as Master. Disobey me enough times, and I can place you back on the belt and collar without a problem. I am sure you are hungry; the food will be delivered soon. Meanwhile, please go to the bathroom and get yourself ready for me. Use the jacuzzi in the bathroom if that is what you wish. There is makeup and the clothes I want you to wear when I see you. Yes, I am monitoring you, and I am watching you now. Do you have any questions?"
The voice came from everywhere, but soon, it was evident by the speakers at the corners of the ceiling and the camera beside them that it was the truth.
"Where am I? What happened to my friend?"
The speaker's voice returned, "You are on the island of Puerto Rico where I reside, your friend? I cannot say since I didn't buy her, but I imagined she was either bought or remains where you were with the collar and belt; I will find out for you. Now hurry up and get ready. I am eager to use my purchase."
Purchase huh? Yeah, I am nothing but a purchase to him. Then again, he seems nice and friendly; I guess I need to do as he says; then again, I have nowhere else to go... I hope she is okay, though.
She sighed and approached the open door in the corner leading to the bathroom. The place was huge, with a jacuzzi and a shower next to the other. A beautiful sink with a makeup kit filled with all sorts of brand makeup, most of which I would never dream of having. From the corner of the closet was a beautiful lace lingerie and a harness beside it.
The shower was just what I needed. The water was hot and felt great on my body. I felt like I could remain there all day; however, I knew better. After the shower, I grabbed the makeup kit and got myself ready. I never was one to put on too much makeup since I thought that makeup could mask the natural face of anybody, which I didn't like.
Once I was done and my hair brushed and fixed, I put on the harness, followed by the lingerie. Once it was all done and finally thankful for not having that damn collar or belt, I went back to the room and looked around.
"Ah, beautiful... lay on the bed; on each corner, you will see a restrain attached. I want you to lay down and restrain your legs first, then put on the blindfold I left there before securing one of your hands; I know you cannot secure both, but I will do that when you are done. You have ten minutes, or I will place the collar back on you, and your training will resume".
Biting my lower lip, I turned to face the bed, and I could see the restraints now where I didn't notice them when I woke up. Laying down on the bed, I attached each one to each of the ankles before placing the blindfold on and securing my right wrist. I was now fully exposed for anybody to see me if they entered.
Minutes later, the lock was turned, and the door opened. "Hello, I am not Master. I was sent to secure what is left; please do not bring me trouble." The sound was that of a woman. I had a million questions, but I decided to stay quiet for now and gave a nod. The feeling of my free wrist finally being restrained, securing me, and trapping me to the bed made me anxious. The next thing I noticed was something being forced into my mouth; it was round and made out of rubber with the straps secured behind my head and the sound of a lock after she was done. Seconds later, the door closed again, and the lock was placed back on.
I HAD NO IDEA how much time passed. Minutes? Maybe hours? When you are tied and restrained like I was, time is a weird thing; it is slow and fast simultaneously. The door opens, and there is silence in the room; the soft touch of a feather is suddenly felt on my neck, going down to my nipples and, finally, my pussy. A soft moan escaped my lips as he continued to slowly move the feather up and down my stomach, focusing on my belly button.
I wanted something, anything from him aside from the feather. However, he had another plan. He liked to play games. I gasped as the cold touch of ice began moving around my nipples; the water from the ice was moving down to the bed. I felt trapped; I wanted to move my hands to encourage him to fuck me, I wanted to talk so I could ask for more, and I wanted to see finally meet my new Master.
He kept all those privileges to himself; I could not see him without earning them, touch him without doing whatever he wanted, and speak without his approval. He had me in the first five minutes of him entering the room, and I felt it would not be over for a long time.
I finally could feel his lips on my neck. My back arched up as I let out a loud moan. He didn't speak; he was cautious and moved slowly, making me suffer more for his touch, for his cock. I moaned and tried to move my neck so he had more space to continue, but just when I moved, he began kissing down my chest, kissing around my nipples but never touching them. From time to time, he softly brushed one of my nipples with his tongue and then went back to kissing my breasts.
