Last night, Melissa agreed to do whatever I wanted for seven consecutive days. Granted, she made that agreement while tied up. Today, I decided to call and see how she was doing.
I asked Melissa how she enjoyed yesterday. Her answer was short and sweet “It was amazing!” When I asked if she was ready for tonight she gave an emphatic “Yes! I can’t believe it, but the end where you made me suck your dick while you watched the game turned me on. When I left I really wanted more.”
I told her to wear matching black, sheer panties and bra tonight. Meanwhile I prepared for what we were going to do. She loved bondage, that much was clear. So I thought we’d test how she handled being tied up outside the bedroom.
In the garage, I had a bicycle hangar for a bicycle that had been gone for some time now. It had two hooks attached to pulleys. So I could do a lot with it.
Then, I set a saw horse to the side and set up two ankle cuffs on opposing legs. In the corner I set a g-spot vibe and a ball gag. Finally, as a last thought, I put a paddle just out of sight.
When the doorbell rang, I opened the door to find her smiling in a yellow sundress. “I thought you were going to wear matching panties and bra?”
She got a confused look on her face, “I did.”
“Show me.” She started to walk in so I put my hand up to stop her. I gently pushed her back. Slowly, calmly, but with emphasis I said “Show me.”
She looked around, then set her purse down and slid the straps off. One last check over her shoulder and she let the dress fall. My house isn’t on a busy street but a well timed pickup drove by just as the dress hit the porch.
I grabbed her purse and told her to come in. She bent over to grab the dress. Even though my back was turned, I knew she would do that. “Leave it.” was all I said.
I lead her into the TV room where I had left the rope. I know she was thinking I’d make her suck my dick while I watched TV. But I had far more erotic ideas in store.
“Stand here.” I was looking her body over. She was beautiful standing there in here lingerie waiting for her next command. Our eyes met and I could not resist. I stepped up to her and gave her a long, deep kiss. Her body melted into my arms.
Stepping back, I commanded her to undress me. I wanted this part to be sentual so I had worn a button up shirt and slacks. She started with my shirt. Looking deep into my eyes she plucked each button and slid the shirt off my shoulders and onto the floor. With our breaking eye contact, she undid my belt, pulled it out and stuck it into her mouth. Getting down on her knees, she unbuttoned my pants and carefully unzipped them.
Her reward was that I wasn’t wearing underware. Before her face fell my semi hard cock. She looked up at me. “Give me the belt.” She complied with a smile. I looked at it and said “You got spit on it. Guess I’m going to have to punish you.”
I hadn’t planned this, but it was too perfect. “Stand up, turn around and put your hands on your knees.” She did as she was told and then looked back.
“Eyes forward.” She did as she was told again. I let her think about what I was about to do. There was no secret she was going to get spanked. I wanted her to feel a little built up anxiety.
When her head dropped a little I knew she had prepared herself for what was to come. I smacked her with the leather of the belt. “This is where you say ‘one master'”. She looked back, so I smacked her ass again. “Eyes forward.”
“Two master.”
“How can that be two, you never said one. Try this again.” This time I was a little more forceful. After all, this was a teaching session at this point.
“Owe, one master.”
“Owe? That wasn’t part of it. Again, from one.” I whacked her again without changing the intensity.
She whimpered a little, but managed to just say “One master”.
“Better. Hmm, we need a name for when we play like this. I’ll let you pick. Would you like to be my pet, slut or whore.”
“Slut. That turns me on.”
“Ok, slut it is.” *Smack* this one took her by surprise.
“Two Master.”
My final swing was just a little firmer and she responded appropriately with “Three Master”.
“Good. Now stand up and put your hands out.”
The rope had just been for show. When she put her hands out I pulled the padded cuffs out from behind a lamp and cuffed her.
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Leading her through the kitchen, we headed out the door to the garage. I don’t have an attached garage, but the walkway is mostly blocked by some bushes and a fence. Mostly.
In the garage I walked her over to the hooks. “On your knees” I commanded. She got down one knee at a time. “Hold your hands up.”
She was holding hands up when I lowered the hooks. Attaching both to the cuffs, I put enough tension on them to keep her from being able to use her arms.
She had worn a strapless bra. I hadn’t told her to do that, but it was very convenient now. I took the bra off and let her perfect C cup breasts fall out. I played with them for a moment. I hadn’t planned on doing that, but they were just calling my name.
“Normally, I like slow oral, but today you will want me to cum quickly. For every minute it takes you to get me to cum you get a seat with this.” I pulled out the paddle from behind the saw horse. On my watch I brought up the timer. “Time starts now.” The timer was running.
I went back to the saw horse and put the paddle down. Then I walked over the the g-spot vibe and held it up. “We will use this later.”
She looked at me “Can I please start sucking Master.”
“Hmm, well it was been a minute. I guess.” I walked over to her and stood back just a bit. “Well, come get it.”
She had to lean forward, the ropes pulling her arms behind her and she could barely reach the tip. “I can’t.”
“I can’t?! I can’t isn’t in your vocabulary. I give you what you need. Now do what you are told. Unless you want more paddles.”
She leaned forward with a determined look on her face and took in just the tip. Then she tried sticking her tongue out and was able to get most of the head. So I pullback just enough that she could barely touched the tip. I wanted to run the time up a bit.
I looked at my watch and we were already at four minutes. I pushed a little closer and she engulfed my cock into her hungry mouth. She was working harder than she ever had. She was doing very well.
I pulled back until she could just reach the tip again. She groaned and desperately started licking the tip. I pushed closer again and she was back to giving the most whorish blowjob she could muster without her hands.
Almost ten minutes in I came. After the first wave shot into her mouth, then I pulled out and shot several streams over her face. She moaned when the hot spunk landed on her innocent looking face.
I stopped the watch just after eleven minutes. “11:05. We will roun NJd up, is that ok slut?”
“Uh, yes Master” she couldn’t hide the reluctance in her voice.
“Stand up slut” I ordered her as I pulled the hooks higher. She struggled to her feet. After I tied off the bike lift, I walked to her. I pretended to check the hooks and then slid my hands down her arms.
“Such a pretty cum loving slut.” Wiping some of my sperm off her face, I fed it to her and she sucked my finger with passion. Eyes closed, she gave my finger a great bj. I wiped up the second squirt on her face and she ate that just as eagerly.
“Can’t have the neighbors wondering what’s going on in here.” I picked up the ball gag and put it in her mouth. Looking past her now as if she was just a play thing than my girlfriend, I strapped the gag snuggly.
Walking back over to the paddle, I picked it up and eyed it over, spinning it slowly in my hand. “Well slut, how many times am I spanking you with this.”
She took a moment and then a muddled “welf” came from behind the gag.
“Twelve? No. You got three for getting spit on my belt. So we will add three for saying I can’t and another three for forgetting you need to be punished for saying I can’t. And I think I’ll add two more just to make it a nice even twenty. Does that sound fair slut?”
“Hmmhmmm” is all she could get out. *Smack* “mmmoowww”
“Owe? We talked about this. You are supposed to say one Master. Let’s try this again” *Smack*
“Mmnn Mmmer”
“I guess that works”
For the next 19 whacks I alternated between cheeks and upper and lower ass. It wasn’t easy finding new places to spank her with such a small ass. But it is way to cure to dot with welts.
When I was done, I walked in front of her. Her face was red and she was having a hard time breathing. I was massaging her butt. When I asked if she wanted to stop.
She looked at me for a moment and then shook her head no. I got on my knees in front of her and slowly pulled down the panties. At least the bottom half of her panties in front and back were soaked.
I stood up and held the panties to her nose. “Well see, these panties are ruined.” And I threw them on the ground. Walking over to the g-spot vibe I asked “have you ever squirted before?”
Looking back, she was shaking her head. “Well, let’s give this a go.” I slid my middle finger in and found the coarse skin that is the g-spot. Then I slid in the vibe next to my finger to get it set just right.
Her legs were squirming and her body was shifting. “This won’t work.” I pulled the vibe out and walked away. The saw horse is what I brought back to her. I positioned it behind her and fastened the ankle restraints.
Reinserting the vibe I rocked it slowly back and forth inside of her. With the other hand I removed the ball gag. “Are you ready to squirt for me slut?”
“Yes Master. GaaAaWwd yes” her voice vibrates as the vibe rocked inside of her.
“After you squirt, I’m going to fuck you right here in the garage.” She closed her eyes, swallowed deeply.
“Thank you Master. Fuck I’m so wet.” Her body was shivering. She was starting to cum.
“Don’t forget to ask permission to cum slut.”
“Oh please let me cum. I can’t stop it.”
“Just two minutes. Can you do that slut?”
Her eyes were closed, her jaw was clinched. All she could muster was a nod. I watched her struggle to hold back the orgasm that she was beyond ready to have. I just whispered in her ear “Cum Slut”.
She exhaled and moaned in relief as the orgasm came forth. Within seconds, she was squirting all over the garage floor. Her moans became screams of pleasure as she watched herself squirt stream after stream of ejaculate.
When her orgasm slowed I pulled the vibe out and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Her body was hanging from hooks. She was barely able to stand.
I set the vibe down and grabbed the ball gag off the floor. After resecureing it, I walked out of the garage and left her alone for fifteen minutes.