Taken

[steelish]

Mistress abruptly changed her position and inched backward so that I was now able to lick her pussy and clit. “Make me cum slave, and make it good” she said and reached down to pinch my nipples. I grunted and said a muffled “Yes Mistress” and lapped my tongue the full length of her slit. My tongue licked and probed. I sucked and nudged, making my Mistress moan and squirm above me. She continued to torture my nipples but occasionally I felt her fingers press into my clit. The sensations were causing an orgasm to slowly build and I could feel the pressure of it rising. Unfortunately for me, Mistress did not allow me to orgasm. The moment she came, she stood up and released me, only to shackle me in a new position. Now I was standing in a spread-eagled position. She left me flat-footed, for which I was grateful. I still didn’t have much movement. I could push up with my toes, I could rock my hips forward and push them back, but that was about it.

Once she had me bound like that she brought over a blindfold and strapped it in place. A moment later, I felt her tongue trace my lips and I opened my mouth slightly to exchange a kiss with her. Our tongues danced and Mistress let out a long “Mmmmm” as we did. As soon as her mouth left mine she pressed her fingertips on my cheeks and said, “Open wide slave” My mouth opened and she shoved a ball gag in and strapped it on tightly. “mmph” was my response and Mistress laughed and swatted my ass playfully. I was still sore in places from last night and her playful slap felt like a swat with a paddle from a strict schoolmarm. It made me groan and that caused more laughter to erupt from Mistress. We had heard Master leave on a motorcycle some time ago and she seemed to behave differently without him around. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. All I knew is that the moment she heard the bike drive away, she acted different. More “in charge” I guess.

I heard movement off to the side and then I felt a flogger strike me. She moved around me in a circle, flogging until I felt warm all over. Soft cries were escaping my lips. The flogger had a sensual feel to me. It was almost like a caress and I found I was looking forward to each stroke. She was slowly building my orgasm back to it’s pinnacle and this time I hoped she allowed it to continue to completion. I flinched when I felt the crop land the first time. My cry was accompanied by trembling legs and tense arms. She must have been moving very quietly, because although I strained my ears, I couldn’t hear her at all. The next stroke landed on the other side of my body and startled me. She was toying with me, enjoying my cries. She continued with the crop until I was whimpering and shaking all over.

She whispered in my ear, “I have chores slave, but I’ll be back later, you can be sure of that. Until then, here’s something to remember me by…” I felt her hot breath on my pussy, then her tongue snaked out and she licked me. I surged forward in my bonds, trying to get my clit to press against her hot tongue, but she backed off and said, “No no, none of that” and I heard the door open and close with her exit.

I lost track of how long I stood there in my bonds, trembling and shaking with aroused frustration. When I heard the door open I let out a soft whimper and my legs trembled harder than before. I wondered who it was. Was it Mistress or was it Master? Had they sent someone else in? I heard the footsteps approach me and my breath caught. The trembling moved up my body until even the muscles in my arms were quivering. I wanted to shout at the person to do something, say something.

The footsteps continued around me in a circle and stopped when they were directly behind me. Suddenly, a finger or thumb scraped along my pussy, parting it’s lips and dragging through the wetness. I let out a groan and my hips surged forward. I heard the footsteps come back around in front of me and then I felt that wet digit rub across my lips where the ball gag was peeking out from them. I sucked in a breath through my nose and when I smelled my own arousal I gave a long moan. The footsteps receded and then I heard items being moved and set down. Shortly, the footsteps returned to my side accompanied by the sound of something rolling on the floor. I felt the ball gag being loosened. Master’s voice spoke in my ear, “When I give you a command you are to respond ‘Yes Sir, thank you Sir’ do you understand?” “Yes Sir, thank you Sir.” I said with a voice that cracked from my dry throat. I cleared my throat and licked my lips. He spoke again, “Every time I do something, you are to thank me, do you understand?” “Yes Sir, thank you sir” I said, my voice much stronger than before. I felt him grab my right breast and then he wrapped something tightly around the base of it, making me gasp and moan. “What did I tell you” he said, rather sharply. “Thank you Sir” I responded. He grabbed my left breast, and I knew what was about to occur. I thanked him the moment he wound whatever he was using around it. My breasts now felt like they each had their own heartbeat. They were hot and heavy on my chest, causing me to grunt and squirm as I searched for comfort.

I hissed in surprise when he pinched my nipples. My breast was slapped and I squealed in alarm. “What did I tell you to say?” he asked as the breast tingled from the slap. “Thank you Sir” I said in a gasping breath. He pinched my nipples again and I thanked him immediately. “Very good” he said. A finger rubbed my clit and my hips pumped softly. “Ngh, Thank you Sir” I said. I felt his wet finger touch my lips and I sucked it into my mouth, cleaning it off with gentle pulls and swirls with my tongue. “Thank you Sir” I said the moment he pulled his finger from between my lips. A moment later, I felt his fingers at my pussy and he applied a clamp of some kind on my outer lips. “Mmmm, Thank you Sir” I said, the sensation made me rock my hips forward. He kept placing clamps along each side of my pussy and I kept thanking him as he did so. There was some pain involved, but I could also feel the most wonderful heat building inside. It astonished me. I don’t know what they had done to me but something had happened. Was I wrong to like this? I realized my hips were still rocking even though he had applied enough clamps to make it feel as if I were on fire down below. I felt him spread my outer lips with the clamps and then to my surprise he clamped my clit. It made me surge upwards and I felt an immediate flow of juices in my pussy. I quickly and breathlessly thanked him.

A long moan escaped my lips when I felt him clamp my nipples. The sexual rush that was running through my body was threatening to take me away. I felt the clamp on my right nipple dip slightly, making the biting pain fresher. “Thank you Sir” I said, realizing that he must have hung a weight from it. He continued adding weights to my nipple clamps, alternating until he was satisfied. I had no idea how much weight my nipples were holding, but the bite that accompanied the combined weights was wreaking havoc on my system. My body had taken over and I couldn’t stop pumping my hips. I was moaning and emitting soft cries of pain almost constantly.

Suddenly, I felt the clamp slip off my right nipple and then there was a jerk on my left nipple. I screamed, but for some reason I wanted more. I needed just a bit more. I wanted to cum in the worst way, but I felt like something was blocking the release. I rocked my hips harder. I belatedly remembered what was expected of me and breathlessly thanked Master. A moment later, I felt and heard a snap when the clamp popped off the other nipple. I was rocked forward when it happened and I felt the chain drop along my belly and brush the clamp that was on my clit. Oh my God my mind screamed and I strained in my bonds, raising up on my toes and arching my back as hard as I could. I pulled hard with my arms and strained, pulling and shaking. My action was accompanied by a long drawn out wail and as my cry tapered off and I started to take a breath, I felt the clit clamp tug slightly and then it was gone. The resulting rush of blood back into my clit set me off. I screamed and orgasmed hard. Gritting my teeth I ground out a “Thank you Sir” as my hips rocked and jumped with my orgasmic spasms.

I heard his footsteps go behind me and then I felt his cock rubbing against my pussy. I wanted that cock inside so bad! I rocked back and pushed into him but the cock receded and I almost screamed in frustration. I bit my tongue to stop from yelling at him and then I felt him shove into my ass. I shot up onto my toes and cried out, “Thank you Sir”. He was pulling my hair and pumping into my ass. I was almost ready to cum again when he had his orgasm and retreated. “Thank you Sir” I said the moment he came. I heard him zip his pants back up and then his footsteps came back in front of me.

He removed the clamps from my pussy while I thanked him after each one was taken off. I felt him run his fingers along my slit. I wanted him to keep doing it. It was very soothing. He unbound my breasts and then replaced the ball gag. I thanked him for each thing he did and then I heard him leave the room.

I waited quietly for whatever was to happen next. I was now to the point where I really didn’t want to leave anymore. Funny how at the beginning I was afraid of Dani. Ford had done more painful things to me than Dani had done and he was the one I wanted to come back. I wanted him to do more. I wanted him to take me higher, make me soar.