Taken

[steelish]

I was so exhausted I slept soundly, despite the fact that I could not take a deep breath. The corset I wore prevented anything other than shallow breathing. My jaw was also sore from constantly having a gag in place, but my slumber allowed me to escape my body's minor aches and pains brought on by the bondage I was in. Curiously, my dreams were filled with my service to Master and Mistress. They were all I thought of, dreamed of. Master more so than Mistress. My body...my psyche...my very soul responded more deeply to Him than it did to Her.

I was in the middle of a dream about Master when I woke suddenly to the feeling of a boot pressing against my neck. I sensed immediately that it was Him and moaned in greeting, moving my body to let Him know I was aware. I felt His fingers unbuckling the gag and the moment it left my lips I thanked Him for allowing me to serve Him. I worked the muscles in my jaw, feeling the aches work their way out. Master unbuckled my hogtie and rolled me over to my knees, pulling my face to His lap. My heart gave a thump as I used my lips and tongue to search for His cock. This was a rare opportunity and I wanted to relish it. I almost swooned when He unbuckled my blindfold. Now not only was I going to be able to service Him orally, but I was going to be able to see His cock as well!

I sucked His soft cock into my mouth, working my tongue over the surface of soft skin. He was hot in my mouth and I could feel Him slowly hardening as I worked my tongue and lips over His length. I could feel one of His hands stroking my head lightly through the rubber hood. As He hardened it was becoming more difficult to breath during the deep strokes I was creating as I bobbed my head up and down in His lap. My hips started to pump, as if I could create a friction to ease my own desire for an orgasm. I felt His hands grip the sides of my head and He started to control the movements. He shoved His cock deep into my throat and cut off my air supply. I opened my mouth wide and tried to breath but could not. I choked and gagged and He eased off to allow me to get a breath, then shoved deep again. This time He held me there until I began to struggle for air. My throat constricted around His cock and I could feel Him swelling inside my mouth. He retreated, I gasped in a breath of air and He shoved Himself deep one last time, pulling my face hard against Himself. I moaned as I felt His cock pulse, His hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I felt a flutter of sensation in my pussy and knew that all it would take was just one touch and I would orgasm. I swallowed His cum gratefully and immediately wished we could do this again but to my dismay, He pulled His softening cock out and replaced the gag in my mouth. He patted the top of my head, smiling as He placed the blindfold back over my eyes. He eased me back down to the floor and re-attached my hogtie. I lay there and sighed, wondering what was in store for today.

Some time later I felt my hogtie being undone. A leash was attached to my collar and I was led through the building. When stopped, I felt my blindfold being undone. It was Mistress, and She had brought me into my "office". Master and Mistress had made me an office that I could use by kneeling on the floor. My desk was low like a table at a Japanese restaurant. I was left in the office to work on the video Mistress had made. She also had me work on the photography from the previous night's party. This was my first time seeing what had occurred the night before as I had been blindfolded the entire time. The women who had been using my face cock were absolutely gorgeous, and I felt a swell of pride at having been used as a toy for these beautiful creatures. I finished uploading the stills and then worked on the video. I edited out parts that I knew Master did not want shown; certain people at the party did not want to be seen in our videos - the mayor, the chief of police, and a couple of Master's high-profile rich clients. After editing (and looking over my edits with a fine-toothed comb) I watched the video as it would appear when posted. I made a couple more minor edits and re-watched it. Now it was ready. I compressed it and then uploaded the video, waiting patiently through all the different processes. I was tempted to check my emails and chat with friends, but I knew that Mistress would be by soon and I was not allowed to chat online until all my other duties were completed.

Sure enough, within moments of my contemplation, Mistress showed up and clipped a leash to my collar. “Time to go, Slave. We’ve planned something special for you today.” She led me down the hall to the play area. I was made to stand up and She helped me out of my rubber suit. I felt strange without it on. I almost felt adrift, ungrounded. I stood there shivering and Master walked in. The moment He grabbed my leash I dropped to my knees, my eyes down. “We are going on a field trip, Slave.” With that statement, He pulled me along and towards the door. I followed as quickly as I could on my hands and knees. I was petrified that He was going to lead me outside, naked and crawling. To my relief He pulled me to my feet in the doorway and Mistress wrapped a short leather mini skirt around my hips and then pulled a tight white tank top over my head. The tank top barely covered my breasts and left my midriff bared. Master pointed at a pair of black biker boots that were sitting by the door and I now realized they were too large for Mistress, they were more my size. I stepped into the boots and immediately, Mistress shoved Her thigh hard against my cunt. I gratefully ground my pussy into Her thigh, hoping that I would get the relief I craved. I gasped when Master grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face to within inches of His. “You will be on display today, Slave. I don’t want to be disappointed.” I nodded and He let go of my hair. Mistress was now fondling my breasts as well and I pressed my chest closer to Her.

"Enough" I heard Master's voice thunder out and my eyes flew open in time to see Him yank Mistress off me by the collar She wore. I watched as She dropped to Her knees, crying out "Yes Sir, thank you Sir!" and licking His boots in a plea for forgiveness. I watched as Master smiled down at Her. I thoroughly enjoyed watching Master reprimand Mistress and have been secretly plotting a way to get Her in enough trouble that She would be confined for a time so Master would concentrate His attentions on me. I still hadn't completed my plans, but it was just a matter of time before I had something together that I thought would work. Master's voice jarred me out of my reverie; “Cuff her hands behind her back and grab a bag of toys. Lock up and meet us over there.” Mistress nodded and moved behind me, cuffing my hands behind my back and then disappearing back inside the recesses of the shop.

Master tugged on my leash and I followed Him across the parking lot. The sun was bright and it had been a long time since I had been outside. It took my eyes a few moments to adjust to the brightness and once they did I could make out the one lone building that occupied the highway opposite the shop. It looked to be a seedy little bar and I hoped that Master was leading me to the vehicle parked in the shop's lot. My heart flopped in my chest as He led me past the vehicle and up to the edge of the highway. I glanced up and down the road, relieved to see very few cars. I felt naked despite the skirt and top. I averted my face as one car drove by. Another car approached and I heard it slow down. My face flamed red as I heard men laughing and hooting at me. I scooted as close up behind Master as I could, drawing strength from His presence. I was nervous and excited about what He had planned for the evening.