Master woke Alanna by running his fingers up and down her body, stroking her soft skin with his light touch and making her nipples tighten. She awoke aroused and needy. Then he strapped the vibrator over her clit and turned it on, she shivered in pleasure as he pushed her head down his body and onto his cock. The feel of him in her mouth was incredibly erotic, something that she was truly coming to enjoy. His groans, the texture of his shaft against his tongue, and the way his hand pressed down on her head as she pleasured him all turned her on immensely.
But, like yesterday, Master left for work before Alanna had her turn. And with another order not to pleasure herself. He had dressed her in knee-length blue flowing skirt and a short sleeved tight pink shirt today. After breakfast, Alanna headed back to the bedroom, not knowing what else to do with herself yet. Master hadn't given her any suggestions of what to do with her today - and she didn't realize that he'd done that on purpose.
Sitting on the bed, Alanna examined the restraints that were permanently attached to the fixture. There were some cuffs bolted into the wall at the center of the head of the bed. Several sizes of cuffs attached to the bedposts at the head, both large and small, and one each attached to the posts at the foot. They were all made of soft leather. Carefully she strapped her left wrist into one of them, just to see how it worked. There was no way she would be able to get out of these when Master strapped both her wrists down. The thought made her shiver with anticipation. He was so good at knowing how to elicit the most insane responses from her body.
Undoing the cuff, Alanna looked around. There were a lot of drawers in the room. Some, she knew, held her clothes and Master's clothes. But the ones next to the bed... that was where he kept the contraption he put on her while she pleased him with her mouth. And she thought she remembered him getting the gag from there too. The naughty feeling that overcame her should have been a warning, but she ignored it. The very first drawer on the nightstand that she opened had the gag, a set of cuffs, the vibrator that she wore while orally pleasuring master, and several other items for which she had no reference.
Picking up one of the remotes, she pressed a button, hoping that it was the remote for the vibrator that she knew. Instead, something else in the drawer started buzzing. Alanna picked it up, it was vaguely shaped like Master's cock, but without any ridges. It was long and smooth and not nearly as thick as him, but when she pressed more buttons on the remote it changed speeds, the vibrations happening faster. What would that feel like? Was it supposed to go inside of her, like Master's cock?
Alanna played with the changing speeds for a few minutes, thinking hard. Master had told her that she wasn't allowed to make herself cum. But couldn't she satisfy her curiosity and just see what it felt like to put this buzzing thing against her sensitive parts? She just wanted to see what it would feel like. Surely that wouldn't be construed as disobeying.
Lying on her back, Alanna hiked up her skirt to her waist and ran the humming staff over the outside of her panties, between her legs. Her hips jerked up immediately. It felt amazing, the subtle sensations against her sensitive folds made her shudder in reaction, the wetness of her pussy increasing as she ran the thing up and down the thin covering over her needy slit. Touching the remote, she increased the vibrations, and her hips starting moving up and down, humping the thing as the intensity of the sensations began to build.
Moaning, she put both hands on the thing, pressing it harder between her legs. The crotch of her panties were completely soaked with juices now, and she could feel her nipples tightening pleasurably on her chest, pressing against the soft cups of her undergarment. Her legs twitched and squeezed, her thighs pressing together and then opening again. She was completely lost to the growing pleasure between her legs, the itch that was overwhelming her normal good sense.
The tip of the toy slipped under her panties as her rocking body accidentally pushed the thin fabric to the side, and the touch of it directly against her sensitive parts was like a jolt of electrical heat through her body. Alanna pushed the whole thing under her panties, the shaft of it pressing between the entire length of her slit. She humped it frantically, pressing it hard against her softness, feeling the buzzing pulse through the most sensitive part of her, at the top of her mound, and Alanna howled with relief as the sudden orgasm crashed over her. Without thinking, her hips moved up and down, drawing out the ecstasy as she masturbated, the vibrator becoming almost painful against her nether lips because of the intensity of the buzzing.
Alanna pulled the buzzing thing from between her legs and turned on her side, panting, her body still quivering slightly from orgasmic rapture she'd brought herself to. Then she moaned, realizing what she had done. Frantically she turned off the remote and used a corner of the sheets on the bed to clean her juices from the device before tossing it in the drawer. Even through her fear and guilt, her body tingled pleasantly.
Then she curled into a ball on the bed and waited for something to happen. Surely God would smite her, for pleasuring herself without even a partner to complete the mating ritual had to be the worst perversion of all. Then, when she wasn't burned into a crisp by a lightening strike, Alanna waited for her Master to appear and punish her. Or worse, return her to the slave market for being a bad, unmanageable slave. Trembling, she waited for nearly half an hour, but nothing happened. Eventually she had to let her limbs relax from their tight curl in the fetal position. Cautiously she got up and ventured downstairs for the afternoon meal where the staff treated her as they normally did. Obviously, no one knew what she had done, and Alanna's confidence grew as she ate her lunch.
*****
David sat at work on his lunch hour watching with amusement, and a hard-on, the video of his slave playing with herself. Obviously she had no idea that he had cameras all around the house, mostly for security but now so that he could check on her throughout the day as well. She really was a feisty little thing, and that curiosity of hers was endearing. Not to mention a delightful way to get her into trouble. When she started trying to hide the evidence of her disobedience he considered having one of the staff interrupt her and cuff her for him, keeping her in place until he got home to deal with her infraction. But he had his own curiosity to contend with, and he wanted to see what she would do when she thought she had free reign. He was already planning a fitting punishment for her. It would not bother him in the slightest for her to add to the tally.
*****
Feeling a strange sense of invincibility, Alanna walked through the house to the only room she couldn't get into. There was no one around, no one to see what she was doing - just like that morning when she had disobeyed her Master - and she wanted to see if she could get into it. The handle didn't give, no matter what she did. Looking under the crack between the floor and the door, all she could see was darkness, so that was no help. Feeling unaccountably frustrated, Alanna kicked the bottom of the door, and then winced as the sound echoed... but no one came to see what she was doing.
Ghosting through the house, she did her best to act normal whenever she ran into one of the few staff. Today there was no cleaning going on, most of the staff on premises were busy in the kitchen. Next to the front door was a cabinet, which was kept unlocked and was full of keys hanging individually from little pegs. Alanna took them one by one to the locked door, trying to see if she could get inside. She gritted her teeth when not one of them even entered the key hole successfully. Feeling sulky she finally left the door alone.
Most of the afternoon was gone by then and she hurried to put on the high heeled footwear that Master had bought her, knowing that she needed to get in some practice. It was impossible for her to walk quietly in them through most of the house, they click-click-clicked all over the floors without carpets. But she was getting better at keeping her balance and not twisting her ankles.
