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Once I reach the bottom of the stairs, I flip the light switch. I watch the lights flicker on. They continue to flicker illuminating the stonewalls and the torch lights. The scene is one of an old fashion dungeon torture chamber. All that’s missing is the screams of a victim, and that will come later today.
As my eyes scan the room wondering how I wish to play with my lovely ladies today, I look at the wooden cross leaning against the wall, then the sawhorses sitting of to the side, and finally, I see my favorite, the monster of my own design. It sits in the middle of the room like a piece of abstract art. Honestly, I think it looks like a child’s jungle gym with eyebolts protruding from every place possible. The frame is steel tubing arranged like monkey bars with two saw horses sitting parallel to each other, a soft cushion connecting them at the top. Another wooden cross secured to one side of the bars.
Now with the easy part done I walk to the closet hidden away in the back of the room. As I open the door, I see the light glint off a couple of metal clasps that hold them to the wall. With the doors open all the way, I see a row of floggers and whips hanging on the wall, a box of toys on the floor shut and locked. I lightly drag my hand across the falls of the floggers, first looking for the feel I desire. I narrow it down to three. The first is an electric blue, suede flogger with 21inch falls, the second a smaller, also suede flogger this one in a mustard yellow, and the third a brushed leather flogger in classic black. With the floggers chosen I turn my eyes to the riding crops.
I wonder to myself, “Hard tip for the sting? Soft tip for the fondle?” I smile and choose the soft tip.
I take the toys over to my “Monster” and hang them were I can get to them easily.
Then I return to the closet. Pulling out the box, I quickly turn the combination to the correct numbers. In mere seconds, I have the box open and am looking over my collection of clamps, ropes, mitts, candles, gags, and vibrators. From this box I pull several clamps, a couple of candles, a fur lined mitt, two ball gags, and a strap on vibrator shaped like a little bumble bee. Then I pull out a few pieces of rope in different lengths. I lock the box back up, push it back into the closet and close the door. I set the stuff on the table next to my “Monster” and sneak back up stairs.
I relock the door and proceed to the kitchen. As I walk through the door I can hear you two talking.
“I’m just worried. I’ve never been in an actual scene,” you explain to Lil One.
“Don’t worry; he knows what he’s doing. He won’t hurt you,” Lil One replies.
You look at Lil One with a questioning look on your face, “He won’t?” the sound of your voice is a slightly depressed whine. You both laugh.
The sound of your laughter echoes through out the room as I quietly sit down at the table completely enthralled with your conversation. Sitting there I can smell the bacon and eggs you two are cooking while you talk.
“You know what I mean,” Lil One snickers.
“You’ve NEVER been in a scene? How is that possible? The entire time we were talking to you about coming out here, you said you were submissive.” Lil One looks at you confused.
“Well, I’ve had things used on me, but never by a real master. Make sense?” you remark shyly.
You can see the compassion in Lil Ones eyes as she takes your hand in hers, caressing it gently as she brings it to her lips. With the light touch of her lips against your hand, your eyes close as you feel the worry on your heart almost melt away. You feel a tingle between your legs reminding you of last night as a shiver rushes through your body.
“Ok, you two, that’s enough!” My voice thunders through the kitchen.
You both jump in surprise and turn quickly.
Lil One looks at me with bağdatcaddesi escort a look that says, “I hate it when you do that.”
The look on your face is more of fear, not knowing how much I have heard, but more importantly what I’m going to do about it.
I stand quickly and begin walking toward the door to the basement again. I turn to see both you still with smiles on your faces, you look a little sheepish in you grin as if you only smile because you don’t know what else to do.
Looking at Lil One I command, “Your spot, Now!”
You can see the cheer of your conversation slide from her face as her eyes lower quickly and she quietly responds, “Yes, M’Lord,” you glance back and forth almost scared to know what is going on.
Lil One silently walks down to the door next to me, once she reaches it you see her say something but can’t make out the words. Then you see me respond and now you realize you’re not supposed to hear this conversation. As I finish talking I reach up and unlock the door once more. Lil One begins down the stairs, my gaze quickly finds you still standing there no longer smiling. Now it seems that fear has clutched your heart in its cold, icy grip refusing to turn loose.
I begin to walk toward you; you can see the fire blazing in my eyes as I get closer and closer.
Once I am in front of you I begin to speak, not the cold, heartless tone of only seconds ago but now a sweet, seductive tone, “My dear go up stairs and pull out a pair of jeans for me, you pick the color, a small vibrator and a large glass of water.”
The sweetness of my voice consumes you as you feel fears grip fade to less then a pin prick. Emulating Lil Ones reaction to her command you look slowly to the floor and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.”
As you begin to walk away quietly I tap you on the shoulder, “Don’t forget the glass.”
You smile slightly and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.”
You turn and move to the cabinet with all the glasses in it. You reach up trying to reach the biggest one on the top shelf but no matter how you stretch you can barely graze it with your finger tips. Suddenly you see me reaching for the glass over you, my chest pressing into the back of your shoulders. You can feel my cock beginning to throb as it pushes against your lower back. I lower the glass to your reach,
allowing you to take hold and step back. You glance over your shoulder searching for my presence, seeing that I have moved away more then enough you turn and head for the stairs.
Once you reach the master bedroom, you glance around looking for the toy bag. You see it in the corner by the bed.
Then you look to my dresser questioning your self, “Where would a man like this keep his jeans?”
My voice echoes from behind you, “The shelf in the closet.”
You almost jump out of your skin not realizing I had followed you up the stairs. Quietly you move to the closet and bring out a pair of faded blue jeans; unfolding them you drape them on the edge of the bed on your way to the toy bag. You reach into the back a pull out the first small vibrator you feel, it’s only about 4 inches long and as big around as a quarter. Placing it next to the jeans you head into the master bath for the glass of water. As you turn it on, you slip your finger under the flow testing the temperature. As it slowly grows colder you glide the glass under the faucet carefully watching the cool, clear liquid swirl and bubble in the heavy glass. Once it is full you turn off the water and begin into the bedroom again.
As you enter the room you see me standing in the middle of the room naked. You look quickly to the glass of water as you walk toward me. Once you reach me you offer me the glass.
As I take it in my hand you hear my voice again, “Entertain me.”
Your eyes shoot up to mine beykoz escort quickly and before you can realize it you question, “How?” A smile creeps across my face as I place the vibrator in your hand.
“Lay on the floor right were your standing and play with yourself. I want to see you cum.” The look across your face is one of pure horror.
Reluctantly you drop to your knees, then to your butt. You lay back with your head against the floor. As you close your eyes you can feel the erotic nature of this pushing past the fear in you, before you even turn the vibrator on you can feel your juices beginning to seep. You slide your thumb around the base of the vibrator turning it on and you know you want this. You want me to watch you please yourself. You want me to see you cum.
You place the vibrator against your clit, as the rhythm courses through your clit you can feel it in your thighs. Your other hand glides gently over your nipples pausing to pinch each of them then continuing. You feel your lust filling you with warmth that can only come from a building orgasm. Your hand caresses your breast, pinching the nipple and pulling it as your hips begin to buck slightly. Moving from your breast, it traces your down your stomach finding your wet pussy more then inviting. You slip two fingers deep within yourself, feeling them penetrate you. A moan escapes your lips and echoes in the room.
While your fingers pump vigorously, you can feel my eyes drinking up the sight of you, caressing the curves of your breasts, engulfing myself in your fingers as they plunge into you. Your hips grind into your hand sadistically as your hot cunt begins to swell with pleasure. As your nectar gushes from you, covering your hand, you feel an unexpected splash of cold. You loose your breath and you feel the raging fire deep within you that only seems to burn even hotter now.
The final shiver of ecstasy passes and you open your eyes. First looking to my face, seeing the hard stare that you felt covering you like a blanket, Then to my hand were the empty glass sits,
All you can think is ‘Why did I get it SO cold?’.
Finally you look to my now hard cock standing fully erect, welcoming the sight of your naked body. You pull you fingers out of your drenched pussy and turn off the vibrator. As you begin to sit up you hear me whisper, “Serve.”
Knowing exactly what is expected you maneuver to your knees and take my throbbing cock in your hand, as your tongue flick across the head licking the pre cum from it. Then wrapping your lips around the head, lightly dragging your tongue on the edges of it, you feel my hands fall to your hair. You begin rocking back and forth on your knees, gorging your self on my cock as it thrusts down your throat, your tongue working the head. Your hand sliding along the shaft pulling me deeper into your throat as more pre cum covers your tongue; you know it will not be long. With that thought your mouth begins to water knowing it will soon be filled with my salty cum. As you feel that twinge building between your legs again your first stream of cum covers your tongue, closely followed by the second and third. You swallow without hesitation. You softly suck the last few drops from the head and relax your seated position. You look up to me the look of lust obvious on your face.
I look down with a smile, “Not done yet are you?”
You reply quietly, “If you wish me to be then I am, M’Lord.”
I glance to the clock on the night stand, “You have one hour. Do what you need to. BUT, be clean and ready to come with me no later then 3:45pm.”
As you feel the delight engulf your body you also feel the dread of the basement, “Yes, M’Lord.”
I quickly turn to the bed and grab my jeans, pulling them on as I walk away. You begin to smile. Once I am gone from the room you grab the vibrator caddebostan escort and head for the bathroom.
Knowing that you have to be cleaned up you draw a bath. As the water hits the bottom of the tub you’re reminded of the cold water washing over your clit and stomach as you climaxed moments ago. With that thought stuck in your head you test the water, feeling the cold of the water is simple too much. Without realizing it you’ve begun tracing little circles around your clit with one hand as your other hand dangles from the faucet testing the water. You notice about the time three fingers slide into your sopping pussy, and the rush of pleasure begins to build once again.
As your fingers pound hard into you; your eyes are fixed on the water as it falls to the bottom of the tub, splashing everywhere, caressing the tub not letting any part not feel it’s chilling touch. As the water starts to warm up, so does your cunt as if they are making love to each other. That’s when you get the idea…
Opening the drain on the tub you watch the water run down to the abyss as your mind begins to turn. Quickly you stand and step into the tub; you sit on your butt. As you lay back, you place your feet on the wall and slide forward, feeling the warm water brush your thigh. The closer your pussy gets to the gushing warmth of the water, the more lustful you become. You ache for that loving touch, as you slip you throbbing cunt under the water you feel it once more.
The water caresses your pussy leaving no crevasse untouched, while it gently thumps against your hard clit. You can’t help but to moan, small at first but soon they’re deafening to you in the bathroom. Your hips begin to buck against your invisible love while your hands squeeze your breasts, and pull at your nipples. Your mind wanders to the thought of being watched and knowing that you are exposing yourself to them in the most intimate way possible. Your can feel the staring eyes, as the water pounds its way to you sinful pleasure.
Sliding one hand past your hip and the out side of your leg you reach your pussy, feeling the warmth as it cascades over your hand and sliding your fingers in, feeling the rush as your lips spread and your lust engulfs its fill once again. You imagine your other fingers are my cock and begin to slide them in and out of your mouth, flicking your tongue hungrily. You can taste the water and the water brings to life the taste of my seed once more as your orgasm overwhelms your senses and enthralls your mind completely encompassing you in pleasure.
Slowly the final lashes fade to nothing more then your trembling knees, and a slight case of light headedness. You slowly sit up plugging the drain and letting the warm water swallow you. The water reaches your nipples and you turn it off and you begin to wash your self. The gentle glide of your hands in the water with the soap and rag only make things worse though, as you start getting aroused again. You quickly open the drain and rinse off, not knowing what was to come. You didn’t want to waste your lust on primal instinct.
You stand and grab a towel knowing your hour would soon be up and at the same time surprised it wasn’t. As you walk into the bedroom, you look at the clock 3:30pm. You’re early. Softly you pat the towel over your body letting it get most the water and quickly you rub it over your swollen pussy. Feeling the fibers and knowing you’re still aroused you hoped it wouldn’t show by the time I arrived.
However I walk through the door only moments later, look at you and say, “Done?”
You nod slowly. “Good. Did you have fun?” I ask as a smile starts to spread across my face.
You bow your head and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.” As you try to hide the grin on your face.
I walk over, slide my hand along the outskirts of your ass, around to your pussy and slip two fingers into you without even a second thought.
“I guess you did!!!” I mutter. I smile and pull them back, teasing you.
“Well then… shall we proceed to the basement?” I inquire as I take your hand in mine.
You reply quickly and quietly, “Yes, M’Lord.”
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