“Oh, Natalie, you are such a slut. You would love nothing more than to suck me dry, wouldn’t you?”
He grasped a handful of her hair, lifting her head so she could see more of him. She just looked at him dreamily and replied, “Oh yes, Master. Oh God... yes please, Master.”
He made sure to stand there in full view of her as he placed the tip of the condom over the head of his cock and he slowly rolled the sheath down his shaft until it reached his pubic mound.
“No, Natalie, not tonight. Tonight this is reserved for your hot, tight little butt. I am going to take you where you have never been before and you are going to thank me for it when we have finished.”
He ran his fingers lightly over her head and made sure that his cock swung close by her face as he turned. Her head then returned to its resting position as he moved to one side before he picked up her head once again. “Open your mouth, Natalie.”
She had barely responded when he forced a large ball between her teeth, pushing her head back down as he quickly drew the straps around her head and buckled them together. As he tightened the gag, it forced the ball back further into her mouth. She made some garbled sounds, shaking her head rather limply before it fell back down onto the padded rest. In the meantime, he made his way back, positioning himself between her legs once again. She felt him smearing a fresh dollop of lube along the crack between then into her relaxed butt. Without delay, he pressed his cock against her and applied some gentle but insistent pressure. She grunted slightly but the only noise that escaped her lips was a gentle, “Mmmffffffffgg.”
He bent over and brought one hand around her thigh to bring it to rest over her vulva. As he did so, it caused his cock to press harder against her and he felt her sphincter open, allowing the head of his cock inside. Again there was a soft grunt and he parted the lips of her labia with his fingers and began rubbing gently in a circular motion.
He then began a gentle thrusting, slowly impaling her with his hard cock as he continued to gently tease her labia. It wasn’t long before she was aware of his hips pushing up against her butt and she knew that he was completely inside her, filling her as she had never been filled before. After thrusting a few more times, he withdrew totally before entering her afresh. This time she opened up readily, and she moaned around her gag as he drove himself all the way in.
Natalie’s moaning continued as he pumped her, slowly but rhythmically. He moved his hand from her labia and brought both hands up to give her now tender nipples some much needed attention. As he grasped them gently, he continued pumping her, her moans getting louder and more intense every time he drove his cock into her. He increased the pressure with every stroke. She was getting very close. He increased the rate of his thrusts and the pitch of her moans continued ever higher until he thrust harder than ever and rolled her tender nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
“Oh, Natalie, you slut. Come for me. Come for me – NOW!”
She squealed around her gag and he could see and feel her whole body struggling against her bonds as the long awaited orgasm washed over her in its first wave. His thrusts were now harder and more deliberate. Her responses were like a mixture of grunts and squeals as she responded to his thrusts.
“Oh.. oh… ohhhh…Mmmffggghhh….. aargghhh… oh…oh… oh..”
She tightened her butt, flexing uncontrollably as her orgasm continued. She was afraid she might pass out.
“Oh, Natalie, I’m going to come… Nnnggghhhh… oh fuck… Yessss,” he moaned as his cock exploded inside its latex sheath. He released her nipples as he concentrated on his own orgasm, holding her by the hips as he finished his final thrusts. Eventually, he was spent and he stopped moving momentarily before reaching over to undo Natalie’s gag. Removing it from her mouth, he cast it to one side. She had gone limp and it took her a couple of seconds to respond to having her mouth freed. She moved her jaw a few times to get the feeling back before whispering, “Thank you, Master.” He slowly withdrew, looking down to see both her butt and her pussy still flexing as her orgasmic forces slowly waned.
He rapidly undid her restraints, leaving her arms for last. Without preamble, he then scooped her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed, placing her gently down before covering her with blankets and joining her. As he wrapped his strong arms around her, she heard through the fog of her mind, “You did so very well to take all of that from me, to submit so completely. Oh, Natalie, I am so proud of you.”
She burst into tears and as her sobs wracked her body, she hugged him with what little strength she had left. “Oh God! Thank you, Master. Oh thank you,” her voice fading as she said it.
Chapter 13 – Further into the web
Natalie dreamt that she was being led down a busy street by Sir James. At first she thought she was naked, but then she realized she was encased in a tight, smooth material that clung to her like a second skin. She was in high-heeled, knee-high boots. She had cuffs on her ankles and as much as she was walking with confidence, her hips swaying erotically with every step, she was struggling to keep up with him as he tugged on the leash, saying, “Come on, Natalie. You are going to be late.” She was trying as hard as she could to keep up with him, but she could not maintain the pace.
Despite her predicament, she felt proud to be under his control and she could see what looked to her like envy in the eyes of many of the women passers-by who were staring at her. For some reason she could not move her hands and as she struggled, she knew her body was moving quite lewdly in this unusual state. As he continued to call her, she drifted out of her dream and gradually woke up, initially confused about where she was. She tried to open her eyes and found that she was unable to do so. She tried to move her hands and found they were being held together. She started to struggle, confused in her state of semi-consciousness about where she was and what was happening to her.
Then she was soothed by the dulcet tones of Sir James as he said, “Come on, Natalie. You are going to be late… Ahhhh… The captured beauty finally awakens. There is something exciting about the awakening of a slave when she goes through that initial wonder of where she is and what has happened to her.”
She felt her hands being released and the blindfold being removed. As she slowly opened them, she saw him beside the bed, sitting on a dining chair and looking at her. There was a lamp behind him, silhouetting him in the dim light. He had a half smile on his face, his hair was tousled, and he had a five o’clock shadow that Natalie found remarkably sexy. He was wearing a loose fitting pair of cotton trousers that tied up at the waist, reminding Natalie of harem pants. He was bare-chested. She realized that when she had been unable to move her hands it was because he had been holding them.
It was then that she noticed she was attached to the bedhead by a leash clipped to the ring of her collar and it must have been her pulling against that in her sleep that made her feel like he was leading her along in her dream. Last of all, as she tried to move her feet, she realized they had cuffs attached and although she could move them a foot or so each way, they were also attached to the bed. She really was his captured beauty, she thought to herself as she admired his face.
“How do you feel this morning, Natalie?”
“Uuummm. I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck, but at the same time I can’t remember ever feeling so good in my life. What have you done to me?” she replied, a smile lighting up her face.
He arose from his chair. “I have some breakfast prepared for you, but I guess I should remove your leash first.”
As he stood and turned, the light behind him shone right through his pants and Natalie could see not only the curve of his delicious butt but also his cock hanging down between his legs. Although he was not erect, it was still presenting an attractive sight to her as memories of the previous night came flooding back.
“Ooohh. Thank you, Master,” she replied as she smiled up at him briefly before re-focusing on his crotch. Then just as he unclipped her, she had a moment of panic.
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“Shit! What time is it? I have a 9 o’clock meeting,” she said.
“It is time for you to relax and eat some breakfast. You will be there for your meeting,” he replied calmly.
“You don’t understand…” she blurted before he cut her off.
“I understand perfectly, Natalie. That is why you are chained to the bed. I expected you to wake up and go into a panic like this and I could not allow you to just run off madly, especially when I was out on my run.”
“You’ve already been out for a run?” she asked incredulously.
“I have not only been for a five mile run but I have showered as well. Now I am just trying to decide whether to fuck you before you go to work.”
Natalie was shocked at that and she immediately felt her body responding to the thought of him having his way with her while she was chained to the bed like this. There was a little gush between her legs as her body prepared itself before her brain could even catch up. He stood beside the bed holding the breakfast tray as she sat up, not knowing what to do or say. Wasn’t she, as his sub or slave, supposed to be serving him?
He placed the tray table over her legs and then started to undo the cuffs on her ankles.
“Please, Sir. Leave them for now,” she said. The words slipped out before she even realized what she was saying. He looked back at her, smiling before he pulled the strap even tighter, leaving her secured. She was blushing as she lowered her gaze and said softly, “Thank you, Master.”
She looked at what he had served up and noticed there was a small bowl of muesli and fruit, a small tub of non-fat yoghurt, a mug of steaming coffee and two slices of toast.
“You need to eat if you are going to make the meeting,” he said.
When she finished the last of her toast, he said, “Now you need to shower and prepare yourself for your work day.” After removing the tray, he quickly removed her ankle cuffs and, grasping her hands, pulled her to her feet. As he turned her towards the bathroom, he gave her a solid swat on her butt to get her moving.
“I want you back here in ten minutes.”
“I don’t know what time it is. I don’t have a watch,” she said to him, pouting briefly before catching herself.
“Well, you’d better not dilly dally then. And you will pay for that pout,” he said evenly.
Again she felt a little rush of excitement at the thought of that as she headed to the bathroom.
Returning to the bedroom, she had no idea what she was going to wear to work that day. She could not possibly attend in her little black dress that she had worn the previous night. As she entered the room, she saw that Sir James was dressed in a crisp two piece suit that would have put most of her male work colleagues to shame. Natalie loved a man in a suit at the best of times but Sir James turned wearing a suit into an art form.
“I managed to find some clothes that might be a little more suitable for work than last night’s attire.”
Looking at the bed, Natalie was surprised to see a woolen knit skirt with a number of leather inserts in it. It was contrasted with a conservative white linen blouse. Although the skirt was not usual business attire, it was certainly conservative enough to wear in the workplace and Natalie would not look out of place. There was also a brand new set of lingerie beside the skirt with both bra and panties made up of his favorite combination of both satin and lace. She looked at Sir James.
“How did you…” she said before he cut her off.
“Don’t worry, Natalie. There is much I know about you. Everything should fit perfectly.”
Natalie was flattered by his selection and the obvious quality of the outfit. She decided to make a bit of a show of getting dressed to tease him a little, although she knew in the back of her mind that he had an uncanny way of turning such behavior around. Nonetheless, she turned her back to him as she bent over to put her panties on. As she was pulling them up her long legs and smoothing them out over her firm butt, he embraced her from behind. She was surprised as one hand went straight around to her vulva, cupping the whole area firmly. The other cupped one breast as his fingers reached up to tease her nipple. His head was beside hers and she could feel his warm breath in her ear.
“So you wish to play a little game of tease, do you Natalie? How wet do you think we can make these panties before you get to work?” he asked her in that soft husky voice that electrified her whenever she heard it. “I think we can get them soaking and I won’t even touch them,” he said as he removed his hand from her vulva but kept his remaining hand on her breast. “Kneel down and spread your legs…slave!”
That was enough to get the first rush of fluid moving. Fuck! How does he do it with such a simple command? He seems to know exactly how she would react to any given circumstance, she thought as she obeyed him. She could feel her panties being held snugly against her vulva, being stretched across her bulging mound and she knew it would not be long before her arousal was obvious. He stepped around to stand in front of her and she found herself looking directly into his crotch. Grasping her nipples once again, he pulled them upwards.
“Look at me, Natalie,” he commanded and she instantly obeyed. Standing there in his tailored suit, the epitome of power, he gazed down into her eyes.
“I like playing these little games, Natalie. Not many women have such spirit as their level of submission grows and I hope you don’t lose it when you become my slave... and you will become my slave,” he said as he pulled up sharply on her nipples.
She gasped both in pain and in shock at his words but her body responded instantly as she knew it would and she felt the little rush through her already wet pussy.
He smiled down at her. “Checkmate! Do I need to feel inside your panties to see how wet you are?”
She looked down at the floor. “No, Master,” she whispered. “I am sure that you will have no trouble seeing from the outside,” she added.
“Good. Now hurry and dress, otherwise you will not make the 9 o’clock meeting,” he said, slipping his strong hands under her arm pits and lifting her to her feet. “I will stop distracting you,” he added as he turned and walked back out to the living room.
“Please feel free to check before you leave though…Master. Please…feel free…” she said, her voice fading as he disappeared.
He ignored her and was gone. She then heard his voice in the distance. “And stop pouting! We need to leave in 5 minutes.”
Natalie’s mind was in turmoil as she raced for the door, trying to determine if she had everything she needed. They rode down to the parking lot and made their way to his car. It was silver and Natalie squinted to read the make in the dim light. ‘Maserati’ it said. And this would surprise me because…, she thought to herself? He opened her door and held it while she got herself seated, before making his way around to his own side and getting in beside her.
“I will ensure your car is safe and remains unticketed during the day. You can make your way back to pick it up after work. I suggest you get in touch with Lady Jo-Anne again and discuss what has happened since you last met with her. Our relationship has moved along to a point where I am going to be asking for a level of commitment from you and you need to understand what you need from this relationship, whether you can accept some of the… unorthodoxies of it. If you are going to be part of my world, you need to enter it with your eyes wide open.”
They pulled up right outside her office just as Doreen, the receptionist, was entering. She glanced over before continuing inside the building. Sir James looked at Natalie, reaching over and pulling her towards him. He kissed her, immediately exploring her mouth with his tongue, provoking deep passion within her. Her eyes closed and she became instantly immersed in the magic of the moment. Eventually, he broke the kiss and said, “I will be in touch. I am travelling again today and am not sure when I will be back, although it should only be a few days. In my absence… be good… or if you can’t, be careful.”
He smiled, and it was soon obvious to Natalie that he was not
going to open her door so she let herself out. Before closing the door, she looked him in the eye and said, “Thank you for last night… Master.” She was about to say more but thought the better, closing the door before he could see the tears that were about to well up in her eyes. She was determined to present a memorable view as she entered her building so she squared her shoulders and strode through the doors, her butt swaying seductively in the way that only a woman wearing heels can do. She felt good about herself.
When she exited the elevator and entered the office, Doreen looked up with a broad smile on her face.
“Good Morning, Natalie. You look positively radiant this morning and after seeing your new beau, I can understand why. Your man is simply to die for.”
Natalie looked her in the eye, smiled conspiratorially and said, “He is quite the catch, isn’t he?” She winked at Doreen as she stepped into her office, checking the clock on the wall to confirm that it was five minutes before nine. Before heading into the meeting she received a text from Sir James. It read: Be careful of what you wish for. MJ. ;-)
She re-read his text and immediately sent one to Jo-Anne to call for another get together. Although her phone was set to silent in the meeting, she noticed a message arrive and at an appropriate juncture, she accessed it. It read: Be at our usual bar at 5PM with drinks for four on the table. I know what you need and I have a plan to give you some R/T experience to help you decide where you want to go. Be prepared. LJ
Natalie read the reply a number of times before replying, subconsciously clenching her legs together as she went over it. A further shiver ran through her as she pushed the send button. Her response simply said: Yes, my Lady.
Chapter 14 –Experiential learning
Natalie powered through her working day remarkably well considering what she had been subjected to the previous night. She struggled to remain focused during her business meeting in the morning as she thought about Jo-Anne and what she might be subjected to this evening. She was managing to compartmentalize her work and personal life more effectively than she thought she would. She was surprised to receive a few compliments from different people throughout the day about how good she looked or how bright she seemed. Maybe Sir James and his twisted, controlling ways are having a positive effect on her after all. Even that brief thought was enough to make her clench her legs briefly. My God! She was becoming like Pavlov’s dog, she thought to herself. Every time she thought of Sir James, she started to get wet.
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