As the clock hit 7:00 pm, a smile crossed my face. I watched in the shadows as david climbed out of the car on that dark street as instructed and walked into the vacant warehouse. In his skimpy attire of skin tight blue nylon shorts and tank top, tennis shoes and socks. he carried no wallet, no jewelry, no nothing that would indicate who he was should something happen. All he had was my word that he would be safe.
The lighting inside was extremely dim. In the center of the room hung a rope from the ceiling. Attached to it were a set of cuffs. Below it was a small crate for him to stand on in order to reach the cuffs. On top of the crate was a blindfold which he carefully pulled down over his eyes once he had positioned himself on the crate and was sure that he could attach the cuffs with a minimum amount of difficulty. As the snap of the steel locking into place echoed throughout the room, a shiver ran up his spine. He was here now for whatever came. There was no turning back, no choice in the matter any longer.
Waiting and watching I smiled as I saw his body tense with every unfamiliar sound. His head turning in the direction of the sound. The rat tat tat of my high heels crossing the floor made him turn in my direction. Not a word was spoken, only the damp smell of the warehouse and the tapping sound of my heels filled the room.
The clanging sound of my bag hitting the floor made poor david jump. I smiled silently to myself. Retrieving a tape player from my bag I turned it on.
"pet, this young lady is a friend of mine and she has offered to take charge of you tonight as I am taking her pet for the night. A bit of a swap, you might say. Now be good and don't give any trouble or you will pay ever so dearly, pet. Enjoy your night, pet, and do as told!" The look on his face was priceless, he began to squirm and pull at the cuffs. The message had hit home, he was in the care of a stranger, totally helpless and at her mercy.
The sudden and unexpected feel of the ropes being lowered took him by surprise. Prodding him from the rear he stepped down onto the cold concrete floor as the crate was kicked aside and then the rope that was attached to the cuffs. It began to rise again, pulling him upward enough so his movement was limited but not painful. The gentle touch of cold steel brushed the corner of his eye and made its way down past his cheek to the strap on his tank top. With one swift movement it sliced the flimsy material. The back was ripped open and the other strap cut. The shirt was torn from his shivering body.
"Please, Ma'am. I think I made a mistake. Please let me go!" he whispered into the darkness of his world. No reply came. Next the blade ran down his stomach and began gnawing its way past the material of his shorts until they fell freely to the floor, leaving him naked and squirming. The sound of the heels tapping their way back in the other direction caught david's ears, a sigh of relief escaped his lips.
"Ma'am, please speak to me. I am unsure of this situation, please set me free!" begged david as he tried to pull his hands past the steel that encircled them. A laugh was the only response he got. His temper along with a shade of fear began to get the best of him. "Damn it, I said let me go!"
The sound of the heels again approaching struck home and his attitude changed within a heartbeat. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I don't know what made me say that." Too little, too late. The sting of a flogger made itself known as it kissed his tender ass cheeks. Again and again, each stroke crossing over the other until he was dancing in place. As suddenly as they had started they stopped. david's breathing had become erratic, a sweat began to show on his body. His cock was now sporting a raging hard-on. A smile covered my face as I reached and took his balls in my hand, squeezing them until he moaned. As he stood there panting and shaking from both fear and excitement, I walked back to my toys and seated myself on the floor. I lit a cigarette, watching, waiting, giving him time to come back to earth and ponder what was next.
A good ten minutes passed before I made another sound. david wiggled about listening and trying to push his blindfold up by scrubbing his head against his upstretched arms. Little good it did him, however. It was there until I removed it. With crop in hand and a spreader bar I approached him. Letting the crop stroke his cheek gently and then coming to rest against his heavy dangling balls. This was merely to let him know it was close by and a warning to behave or else.
Walking behind him I kicked his feet apart, attaching the bar so he was totally available to whatever I desired to use him for. I let the crop slip between his ass cheeks and tease his balls as it slid back along the crack of his ass. He squirmed and moaned but remained silent like a good little slave.
Walking back around to admire my work, I smiled. I could see the fear in his face, yet his cock betrayed him as it stood at full attention. Thick, hard and in need of attention. Walking back to the table I retrieved a pair of scissors. I held them up to david and clicked them several times so as to make sure he knew what I held. Reaching, I took a fist full of pubic hair and began to cut. david stood very still as I cleaned the hair as close as possible. Then the sound of buzzing filled the room. The trimmers quickly stripped away the rest of his pubic hair leaving him clean, soft and smooth.
The sound of water running replaced the buzzing. david jumped as he felt the warm water being poured over his balls and filtered back into the pan that now resided between his legs. Again I proceeded to remove the hair from his balls until they, too, were baby smooth. What a lovely sight, smooth and shiny, like silk! Wiping him down with a dry towel, I removed the pan and stood back. He looked adorable with no hair at all.
Walking up behind him I wrapped my arms around him and took his piece of hard cock into my hands, gently stroking him up and down. A moan escaped as he began to thrust forwards to meet my downward stroke. He was beginning to really enjoy himself. Stopping abruptly I laughed aloud and he sighed his dismay. Strolling back to the front of david, I pulled the crate in front of him and climbed on, leaning forward, sucking on his nipples and toying with them between my finger tips. Slowly, I worked my way down his chest to his stomach, stopping short of his protruding cock.
"Please, Ma'am. Please don't stop!"
The sound of the crate skidding across the floor gave him his answer and a soft whimper came from withering him. Looking down I noticed the pre-cum that was starting to leak from his cock. Grabbing his cock and jerking it towards me until he had to arch his back to relieve the strain, I let my fingernails stroke his now sensitive cock head, smearing his juices over it. A smile covered his face as I continued to tease him repeatedly. Stepping back I watched as he withered in his own desire for relief.
The grinding sound of the crank on the rusted bearings screamed throughout the room as I lowered david's arms until he had room to kneel. Pushing down on his shoulders he took the hint and fell to his knees with his arms still extended overhead. Pulling a chair up in front of him, I slowly undressed, slipping my wet panties beneath his nose then tossing them aside.
Seating myself with legs spread wide I take a handful of hair and pull him to me, burying his face in my soaking wet pussy. Without hesitation he began to lick and suck and tease every inch of me. Pulling him backwards and directing him to my erect nipples, he sucked like a starved child, not wasting a moment of precious time. Once again I returned him to my pussy as he began to work again, concentrating on my clit. Soon, I was fucking his face and shaking in orgasm. Pulling his head back I stood and pushed the chair out of the way. With the familiar sound of the crank he rose with the tugging of the rope. Standing on tip toes he moaned as the strain took its toll. Kneeling, I took his cock and slowly, teasingly, let my tongue roll over the head, then slip past the thick ring just before letting my mouth lock onto the shaft. Sucking ever so slowly, making sure to make the sensation last, I took his balls in hand.
"Oh, Ma'am, that feels so good. Thank you, Ma'am!" Continuing to concentrate on the in and out motions as my tongue strokeed his shaft at the same time, I felt his ass muscles tighten. "Oh, Ma'am. Please may I cum?"
Without saying a word I stop, stand, and walk away. Walking back behind him and peeling his blindfold back a bit so he can read the note I hold before him. "DO NOT TURN AROUND OR YOU WILL BE LEFT HERE IN THIS POSITION ALL NIGHT! NOW, ARE YOU WILLING TO SUFFER FOR THE PRIVILEGE OF RELIEF?"
"Anything, Ma'am. Just, please, let me cum!"
With that, I replace the blindfold. I walk around, grab his smooth balls and squeeze till he squeals. I walk away and return. Grabbing his balls again, I wrap his collar around them, tightening until it will tighten no more, attaching weights to it, causing his balls to be stretched to their limit. The familiar sound of the crank again fills the room as I lower him to where he is bent at the waist. Licking my fingertips I began to tease his nipples. Suddenly a scream echoes from within him as he feels the bite of the clamps on each nipple. He can feel the string I have attached to them hanging down. Weights are applied to the nipple clamps. The burning starts immediately as I toy with the weights, swinging them back and forth. Walking behind him, I reached between his legs and gave the weights there a firm tug as he cried out in pain. I picked up the weights and let them drop.
Walking away, I am sure he thinks I am leaving him here to suffer for a bit. As I watch, he squirms, making the weights sway back and forth until he realizes this will only increase his pain. I watch for a few minutes; seeing his balls dangling is turning me on so. Reaching into my bag I remove a tube of lube and a strap-on. The rat tat tat of my heels nearing him makes him jump.
The feel of my hand pulling his ass cheeks apart makes him squirm even more and as the lube makes contact with hisr ass, I hear a whimper. Letting the tip of the hard strap-on tease his ass for a moment and giving him time to realize what is about to happen I hear him say in a soft voice, almost a whisper, "Please, Ma'am. Not something that big, it will be too much."
I simply begin to ease the head of the cock into his tight asshole, inch after inch until all of it is slowly buried inside that tight ass. He squirms but is going nowhere. I began to fuck him, slowly at first, then harder and harder, stopping on occasion to stroke his cock, feeling it throb in my hand. Each time I thrust forward, the weights tug at his burning flesh. I know he is becoming lost in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Keeping the cock buried deep within his ass, I stop and begin to concentrate on his cock, stroking hard and fast. Vibrating his whole body, suddenly he begins to whimper, "Please, Ma'am. May I please cum? I cant take it anymore, Ma'am." I smack his ass cheek hard and continue to stroke his cock.
"Oh, I am begging you, Ma'am. Please let your slave cum!"
"Cum, pet!"
Before the words have cleared my throat, he is spurting like there is no tomorrow, covering my hand in his cum. It dripped off, splattering on the floor. Smiling to myself I withdrew from his ass, removed the strap-on and slowly released his aching balls and nipples. Not rubbing him yet, I knew the pain is there and his cock spurts out yet more of his juices. Smiling I released his ankles from the spreader bar, then his hands. As he removed the blindfold, a smile covered his face.
"Ma'am! I'm so glad its you!"
"Now, pet. Did you really think I would let someone else take control of what is mine without at least being here to observe?"
A blush covers his face as he kneels softly, taking my hand in his. "NO, Ma'am. Not really. Thank you for a very exciting night."
"No, pet, thank you. You did very well and I am proud of you as always."
by Misty Angel77
© Copyright 1997