Watched First Morning

Watched -- First morning

As my conscious slowly starts to surface the first sensation that my mind latches onto is that my arms are numb. I must have fallen asleep with my arms above my head. Sometimes I will do that but I always wake up to my arms being asleep and I'm unable to move them. I start to notice that my wrists are sore also but as I try to lower my arms so I can rub my wrists and get the blood flowing in my arms I realize that they won't lower very far. I am able to pull them almost to my face but the closer I pull them the more pain I feel in my wrists. Maybe if I just roll over I can flop them down but when I try to move my legs they don't move either and my ankles burn the more I pull on them. I open my eyes and all I can see is black and I am laying on a very comfortable, large bed with soft sheets draped over me. That's when my brain has a sudden flash and my eyes fly open. I've been kidnapped. It hits me like a battering ram. I am tied down naked in some stranger's bedroom, dungeon, whatever you want to call it, and he assaulted me. The memory of how my body reacted to his lips and fingers makes me blush and the thought that I came for my kidnapper makes me scream. I scream and scream until my voice is nothing but a harsh scratching noise, my eyes are swollen from all of the tears, and I can hardly breathe since I can't blow my nose.

"Beautiful," I hear a silky, smooth voice from the corner where it appears he has been watching me. "You have no idea how absolutely gorgeous you look all tied down, naked, crying, and begging. It makes my cock rock hard," he says.

Even though I can't see him yet due to the blackness of the room my head still jerks in the direction of his voice. "Who are you? Where am I? What are you doing with me?" I can't help but let the questions fly.

"Sweetheart, we went over this last night but I understand it's your first day in your new home. It must be all very overwhelming. I'm Brad, you are home, and whatever I want to do with you to answer your questions."

"Brad? Home? You can't just take someone. You can't take me, I'm married." I stammered.

I hear steps come rushing towards me and there he is, on top of me again, straddling my waist. Before I can even yell my head slams into the pillow on my right side. My left cheek is already burning, my ear is ringing, and I can taste blood from the corner of my mouth. "Do not EVER mention that man again! He is not your husband! You are MINE!!" He screams while glaring straight into my eyes as he squeezes my chin. "Is this going to become an issue? Because if so then I will have no other choice then to just kill him. That way you have nothing to keep your full attention off of me." He taunts me as he wipes my tears away.

All I can do is shake my head "no" and beg with my eyes. He smiles down at me as he takes his thumb and wipes the blood from my mouth, sucking it while he moans. "Are you going to be a good girl?" He asks.

I shake my head "yes" as I let my eyes drop from his. The look in his eyes scares me, especially with the mask still on. "No, no, no sweetheart, we must use our words. The proper response is "Yes, Master". Do you understand?" He asks as he tips my chin up so I am forced to stare into his eyes.

"Yes Master," I speak through gritted teeth.

"AAHHHH, you are going to be so much fun." He smirks down at me. "You are so full of fight. I can't wait to see you begging at my feet for me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours." With this last comment I begin to struggle but he responds, "No my sweet, it is okay. We can discuss this later. Right now you need to bathe and eat, then we will go over the rules." He says as he climbs from the bed.

Bathe? My heart starts to speed up. Thoughts start flying through my mind. If he lets me shower I may be able to find a way to escape, or at least a weapon. At the very least I will get to look around and maybe see where I am. I hope he isn't going to watch me the whole time. Especially when I pee. I hate using the bathroom in front of people especially strangers.

He must have seen it in my eyes because his light chuckle brought me out of my thoughts and my eyes back to him. While I was thinking he had walked over and turned on a lamp next to the bed. It didn't light up much beside the bed so that didn't really help me much. He was walking over to me with what looked like a bed pan. "I know what you are thinking my little sweet but I don't trust you. You haven't earned the right to bathe yourself. You haven't even earned the right to use the toilet yet." He smiled as he lifted my hips and slid the bed pan under me.

"What are you doing? I can't pee in this while I'm in bed. And I definitely can't pee in front of a stranger," I balked.

"I understand, it's not natural to pee in bed but we are going to stay here until you pee so I can give you a bath. Like I said you haven't earned the right to sit on the toilet. Let's hope you do before you have to do something other than pee."

My eyes bugged out of my head when I caught the meaning of what he was saying. I have a hard enough time peeing this way there is no way I could do the other. I held it as long as I could but eventually I had to let it go. When I was done he came over to collect the pan. "See, that wasn't so bad. Unfortunately you took so long that now the bath water is cool. I guess you will go quicker next time." He smirks as he pulls a roll away table closer to the bed.

"What are you doing?" I ask. "Aren't you going to let me go take a bath or shower now?"

He grins and shakes his head. "You have to earn the right to bathe yourself. For now I will be giving you a bed bath and when you behave we will go from there. Besides, I can't resist the chance to run my hands all over your sexy, little body. That way I can remove any evidence of anyone other than me."

As he's speaking he is laying towels beneath my body on the bed and has begun ringing out a wash cloth. I try to pull and squirm as far away from him as I can but I am tied too tight. Tears start to fall from my eyes as he begins to wash me. His touch is very gentle and thorough. He slowly washes and rinses me from head to foot before drying me and wheeling a wash basin up near my head. That's when I realize that the top of the bed where my head is drops away. If my hands weren't tied I might have fallen on my head but he wheeled the basin up and began washing my hair. The feeling of his fingers as they massaged my scalp was so delicious I almost moaned but caught myself in time. When he finished he took out a razor and began to shave my underarms, my legs, and lastly me shaved my mound. I kept myself shaved so it didn't take much but it was very arousing to have someone else wash and shave such a sensitive spot. He took his time and when he finally finished drying me he looked up and asked. "I wonder how wet my little girl is. Let's see, huh?"

I knew what he would find. It's not my fault. My body is set up to lubricate when stimulated. I tried to move away from him but to no avail. He slipped his middle finger between my wet folds and smiled. I couldn't help but blush and turn my head. "So very wet for me aren't you baby girl? I know it's hard but you need to let go and accept that you are mine forever. This is mine" As he said this he began to slowly slide his finger in and out, curving his finger to rub my g spot each time he entered me. His thumb was making slow circles on my clit. I tried to think of something else, baseball, gardening, anything to keep my mind off of the pleasure that is building within me.

Faster and faster his finger plunged and when he added a second I couldn't control myself. I arched my back, moaned, and slammed my hips up to connect with his hand. I was so hot my juices were dripping down my ass and smearing my thighs. "Yes baby girl, give in to it. I know how good it feels." I wanted to stop but by now the feeling was so intense I needed to end it. I NEEDED to cum! Even with tears sliding down my cheeks I fucked his hand and moaned like a whore. "That's it sweetie, not yet baby girl. Orgasms are to be earned also and you are not allowed to climax unless I tell you. Now I want you to cum for me. Cum for me Cathleen....NOW." And with that my whole body began to shake as wave after wave of pleasure swept through me, leaving me a sweating, crying mess.

By the time I came back to my senses Brad had already washed my pussy again and was placing a pillow under my head to lift it up. "See that wasn't so bad right? If you behave like a good slave then I will reward you with anything you wish for, except freedom. Don't piss me off by starting asking for that. Now we need to get some food into you. You are going to need all the strength you can get," he said with a smile.

I wanted to refuse the spoon that was at my lips, if only to piss him off, but I hadn't eaten in over 24 hours and I was starting to get hungry. Besides, like he said, I will need all of my strength if I want to escape so I opened my mouth and let him feed me. He cooed with each bite and wiped my lips with a napkin. It wasn't easy but soon I had finished the whole plate which I hated to admit was quite delicious. He then helped me drink some milk to wash it down.

"There we go. See that wasn't too hard and because you were such a good slave I am going to reward you. We will also go over the rules." The look on his face let me know that I wasn't going to like the reward. He pushed away the dinner tray and went to one of the dressers along the far wall. I couldn't see what exactly he was getting but I was beginning to get nervous. When he walked back into sight I began to whimper when I saw what he was holding. As he walked to the bed side and laid down the items I could see there was some lube and a 5 inch dildo with a clit stimulator hooked up to these elastic straps.

As he lubed it up he began speaking. "I know how sensitive you are but now I want to see how many orgasms I can get out of you. This may become a little uncomfortable but please sweetheart try to relax and enjoy," he said as he snapped the straps around my upper thighs. I could feel the tip of the dong touching my lips. Slowly he pushed it in until it was seated with the clit stimulator situated and the straps tight. It wasn't that big so it shouldn't be that bad I thought. That's when, as he began to speak again, the dildo began to slowly vibrate and grow. I could feel it getting thicker and longer until I felt like I couldn't take any more. I was stuffed full and the vibrations were beginning to send sparks of pleasure every time they contacted my g spot. Not to mention that my clit was beginning to swell from the vibrations. I couldn't help but begin to wiggle and whine.

"It's okay, just relax, breath, and enjoy it," he cooed as he ran his hands up my sides to grasp my breasts and squeeze. "Now as for the rules. The basic ones are: You are mine and will never leave. You are to always obey everything I say without delay no matter what. You will always call me Master. You belong to me. Your body, soul, everything. To do with what I want, when, where, and to whom I want. I will teach you to be the slave you were meant to be and that means I will punish you when you are bad as well as reward you when you are good. Punishments may come as spankings, whippings, canings, denying of orgasms, and whatever else I see fit to use to get you to mind. These are the basic rules and since I see that you are not going to be able to concentrate for much longer we will leave it for now. The only thing I want you to do right now is cum for me. Over and over." As he was talking my eyes have rolled back, my back in arched with my nipples begging to be touched, I can no longer control my moans, and my pussy is beginning to throb. I know my first orgasm is close and I also know that there is nothing I can do to stop it so even though I know I will hate myself I give in and let the climax wash over me.

After my vison clears and I see his smiling face above me I realize that the dildo hasn't stopped. My kitty is sensitive but I have made myself have up to three orgasms before so I know if I just relax I will be able to get through the sensitivity. The next one is already building and when it hits me I can't help but cry out. "Yes baby, give them all to me," he says as he takes one nipple into his mouth while he twist the other between his fingertips.

"AAAHHHHHH, Oh my, no, I can't, please no more," I begin to whine.

He lifts his head to switch nipples to suck on when he says, "Yes you can darling. I have watched you climax several times with your pink dildo. Just relax and enjoy. It may get a little sensitive after that but I know you will love it." Then he lowers his head and pinches my other nipple so hard that the pain and pleasure mix and I can't help but scream as another one rolls through me.

I don't know how long this goes on or how many orgasms I have but I know by the end I was so sensitive that I was screaming and begging him to stop. I eventually passed out in the middle of another mind blowing orgasm.

In my dreamy state I could feel him removing the restraints, washing my juices off of my thighs, pussy, and ass where it had ran down and changing the sheets since I had flooded them. Then I could feel him delicately medicating and bandaging my wrists and ankles. He had me drink something to replace my fluids. He was so gentle and finished each task with a kiss. He kissed each wrist and ankle bandage, applied medicine to my nipples then kissed each one, and finally he placed a kiss on my pussy lips. I was so out of it I couldn't do anything besides a quiet moan. When he was done he tied me back up and covered me with the light sheet.

As my eyes drifted closed I felt him place a kiss on my forehead and just before I let the darkness take me I heard him say, "Sleep a while my beautiful princess. This is just the beginning of your training. I am so proud of you, you were such a good slave."