I’ve been waiting naked and wanting all day for Sir, and I’m so thrilled that it’s finally time for him to get home from work. I’m lying on my comfy cushion on the floor when the alert on my phone that tells me when Sir is close lets me know that he’ll be here in less than one minute. I quickly check myself in the mirror and touch-up my hair and make-up, then position myself on all fours at the front door, with my leash in my mouth, just as Sir instructed me to be when he gets home. I don’t know what to expect when Sir arrives, as this is my first day in my new home with him, but I am exhilarated at the thought of him coming through that door.
Sir walks in the door, smiles and gently strokes my head and hair before taking the lead on the leash and guiding me to the playroom. This is a room that he had created just for our special type of dynamic. It has three main areas, one is a kennel like cage with toys, and plenty of balls for fetch. The second is an area set up just like a child’s toy room, with a beautiful armoire for all of my dress-up clothes. The third area is more open and separated from the other two by a large bed. On this side, there are displays with rope, restraints, blindfolds, paddles, and other various impact tools. The furniture here is nothing you will find in most homes, including what looks like a padded sawhorse with rings in various places all around it, and a wooden stockade with a padded board running below so that the captive may kneel. While the other two portions of the room are colorful and vibrant, this side is more sparse, with dark wood and black accents. The entirety of the room is spotless and everything is put exactly in its place.
Sir leads me to the more sparse area and guides me onto the sawhorse apparatus, using gentle pulling on my leash to indicate where he wants me to move. The horse has two padded boards on either side. I climb up, and kneel with one knee on either side, then Sir stands in front and pulls my leash downwards, so that my hands are also on either side, and I’m on all fours, with my torso hugging the sawhorse.
Sir then takes the leash and removes it from my collar, replacing it with a much shorter one that attaches to one of the many rings on the sawhorse. This one is located just below my neck. Sir had all of the apparatus in this home designed and built especially for our specifications, so everything fits just right with little to no adjustment. Now that I am secured and restrained to the sawhorse, Sir takes his hands and gently runs just his fingertips very lightly from the top of my head all the way to the bottoms of my feet. When he gets to the side of the room with all of his implements, he first chooses a blindfold and some customized ear plugs. When he returns to me, Sir gently places the silk blindfold over my eyes and around my head. He secures it in the back just a little bit more tightly than is necessary and then checks in the front to ensure that I am completely blinded to even the largest movements. He then takes the ear plugs from their special case and places one in each ear oh so gently, but in precisely the correct spot. I can not hear a thing. All I can do now is feel, taste, and smell.
Sir takes his hands off of me and leaves me wondering where he went and what he is doing for about 5 minutes. When he returns, the first thing I feel is the soft, and barely noticeable touch of a long feather from our collection. Sir starts at the bottoms of my feet and lightly runs the feather up one side of my body and down the other excruciatingly slowly. As he is doing this, my entire body breaks out in goosebumps and I shiver all over. When he is finished, Sir spends a few extra seconds tickling the bottoms of both feet with the feather causing me to strain against my restraints and laugh out loud. Sir stops what he is doing and puts the feather on a nearby table and picks up something else.
When he comes back to me, Sir places his thumb on my lower lip and pulls down, opening my mouth. I nip at his thumb playfully just a little bit, so Sir crouches down to kiss my mouth and then bite my bottom lip, pulling on it just a bit with his teeth. He then sweetly runs his fingers through my hair, before taking the ball gag that is in his hands and this time more forcefully opening my mouth and placing it there. Sir fastens the gag around the back of my head and kisses me just above where he secured the buckle. With the gag in place, Sir takes both hands and runs them down my back stopping at my ass, grabbing and kneading with his fingers, and digging in with his fingertips. He then kisses all up and down my back, making his way to the sensitive backs of my thighs, where he bites me just hard enough to make me want to moan around my gag.Sir then again rubs both of his hands on my ass before he removes his hands from my body completely. I’m now left soaking wet, blind, deaf, and gagged, with my body as sensitive as possible to every sensation.
The next thing I feel is the soft leather end of a riding crop gently stroking up and down my legs, and then my back. When Sir gets to my ass for the final time, he stops, pulls away, and brings the leather down on my cheek with just the right amount of force to make my body tighten and strain from the shock before relaxing into the mild, but lasting sting. Sir gently rubs the area that he just struck before again pulling back, but this time coming down on the unexpecting other side. I feel myself tense and do my best to call out around my gag. There’s now just a bit of drool pooling and visible at the corners of my mouth. With both ass cheeks now stinging, my body squirms involuntarily. Sir takes the riding crop and gently smacks up and down the backs of my thighs, working back up to my ass cheeks where he gives each cheek one more hard and swift swat.
Sir adjusts the restraints around my legs so that he can position me with my ass and pussy sticking up as far as possible for him. He re-fastens the restraints, runs his palms up my legs, and spanks each waiting ass cheek. My body again tenses to the hot sting and relaxes into the lasting soreness left there. Sir takes his fingers and runs them down my slit from clit to opening several times very gently gliding his fingers in the wetness there. He then uses his fingers to rub my clit very gently, but building pressure. By the time he gets to about moderate intensity, my muscles are contracting on their own, but I know better than to orgasm without permission, and it’s impossible for me to ask with the gag in my mouth. All I can manage is a whimper that brings more drool to my chin. Sir continues to work his fingers on my clit until I’m just about to orgasm without permission, and then he stops cold, pulling his hand away entirely.
I feel him pulling my hair and exposing my neck which he kisses and bites all the way down, before returning to my dripping pussy and diving in deep with his fingers, finding my g-spot immediately and rubbing until his fingers are absolutely drenched in my juices. When he finally takes his fingers out of me, I am almost in tears. My whole body is begging for the release of Sir’s orgasm, but I know we’re not even close to ready for that. Sir is taking his time tonight and I’m loving every single second. Sir now has me a trembling, desperate and dripping mess, and all I can do is try to moan around my gag to let him know that I need his cock anywhere inside me right now.
He knows exactly what I need and before I know it is slamming into my pussy so forcefully that my breath catches in my throat and I’m shaking. Sir holds himself deep inside me and leans his body down over mine clutching me to him. He reaches up and wraps a hand around my throat, before removing the ear plugs. He then growls directly into my ear, “you’re mine, princess. All of your pleasure belongs to me for the rest of your life. Tonight, you may not ask to orgasm, I will tell you when you may. Until then, you do not have permission. Now, if I take off this gag so I can hear your pretty moans, will you be a good girl?” I nod my head very eagerly in response genuinely wanting to obey Sir’s commands and be the best girl for him. Sir bites the top of my ear gently before pulling away enough so that he can remove the gag, but he leaves the blindfold in place. He leans back close to my ear and growls, “I don’t see any reason that we should remove the blindfold right now.” I smirk at the pun and wiggle, trying to get Sir to move inside me. Suddenly, he grabs my hair, pulls back, and says “princess, you said you’d be good. You’re gonna have to pay for that now. Sir removes himself from my pussy, and places his fingers back on my clit, proceeding to edge me five times, by the end of which I am whimpering and wiggling. Sir then stops, telling me I was so good not to orgasm. He asks if I would like to move somewhere more comfortable.
“Yes, please, Sir,” I responded, barely able to catch my breath. Sir begins to loosen my restraints, leaving the leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. He removes the short leash from my collar, replacing it with the long one. Sir then helps me to crawl down from the saw horse, allowing me a few moments to stretch on all fours before leading me to the bed by my leash and saying “I think it’s time we let you stretch out a little bit this evening.” Sir takes the leather restraints built into the foot and headboard of the bed and secures them to my wrists and ankles. Leaving me open and displayed for him, custom track lighting above the bed gives him the perfect view.
After removing the leash from my collar once again, Sir uses his hands to massage, and his fingertips to dig into my now exposed breasts. My nipples respond immediately to Sir’s touch and I’m arching my back to press myself into his hands. I instinctively start to thrust my hips up towards Sir’s cock, my pussy always searching for him. Sir lays his entire body flat on top of mine pressing me into the bed and holding himself tight against me, and I’m slowly writhing underneath him, desperate to feel every part. Sir then grabs the back of my neck, wrapping his fingers in my hair, and pulling me to him for a deep kiss, our tongues searching and finding each other time and again. I rub myself against Sir as best as I can while he showers me in the most perfect kisses I’ve ever experienced. When he finally pulls back, I am breathless and somehow more aroused than ever. Sir plants kisses all down my body, stopping to expertly suck on my nipples until I’m straining against my restraints yet again.
When Sir gets to my pussy, he places his hands on my already spread wide thighs and pulls my lips open with his thumbs. He then licks me, starting at my opening and working his way up to my clit. He uses his tongue expertly, and sucks on it until I’m pulsating and I’m again on the edge of orgasm. Sir does not stop, and he does not give me permission, so I bite down on my lip and try to stop myself from giving in to my throbbing pussy. Sir is relentless and doesn’t stop until I’m saying over and over, “please, please…”
“Please what, princess?” he says, “what is it you’re begging for?” I respond by keeping quiet and biting my lip. “That’s what I thought, princess,” Sir says before returning to my clit and bringing me to the edge another countless number of times. Finally, Sir relents and comes back up to kiss me deeply again. This time whispering in my ear after, “time for me to claim what’s mine,” before pushing himself deep in me and thrusting powerfully several times. I close my eyes and moan deeply. Sir stops what he is doing momentarily to remove my blindfold. I blink in response. “Princess, look at me. Don’t take your eyes off of me,” Sir says as he absolutely wrecks his pussy with his rock hard cock.
I lock my eyes onto Sir’s and do not dare close them or look away. I am continuing to get wetter and even more aroused and stimulated by the second. Staring into Sir’s eyes, adds another level to my pleasure. I moan and whimper endlessly and push myself up to meet Sir’s powerful thrusts as best as I can in my restraints. When I feel like I’m not going to be able to stop my orgasm, Sir stops suddenly and pulls himself out of me. “Oh no, we’re not done yet,” he growls, “I want to feel my cute little ass, that’s been trained just for my pleasure alone.” Sir then lubes up, and oh so gently pushes himself into my ass, gliding in and out nice and smoothly as I moan and watch his eyes the entire time.
“Ohhhh,” I moan so softly that it’s a whisper, “that feels soooo good, Sir.” He takes that as a cue to pick up the pace, and begins fucking my ass harder than anything I’ve done in my training. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as I squirm under his body. Sir pins my body hard to the bed with his own and wraps his hands around my waist, squeezing tight and digging into my skin.
“You’ve done sooo well training for me, my dear one,” Sir says looking deep into my eyes. He continues to thrust hard and fast into my ass as I can barely move a single muscle beneath him, until I can hardlystand it, and again feel as if I’m going to orgasm without permission. Sir does not stop this time, and I know he will not allow me to look away from him, so keeping my eyes only on him I try, with futility, to stop the rising tension in my muscles. Sir watches me with a devilish and knowing smirk. He keeps going a few moments more, until I’m almost in tears trying to hold back the inevitable. At the very last millisecond, he stops cold, not pulling out, but just holding himself deep in my ass. “Ohhhh, you’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” he says, while all I can manage is a pathetic yet adorable nod. “Ok little fox, here’s what’s going to happen next,” Sir says, continuing to pin me to the bed and hold himself to the hilt in my ass. I’m tempted to wiggle around on his cock to tease him a bit, but I dare not even try. “I’m going to remove my cock from your perfect little ass, and then I’m going to fuck my pussy until you’ve orgasmed more times than you thought possible,” Sir continues. “You may orgasm only after I’ve given permission, but after that, you may do so freely. I expect no less than eight orgasms from you. Do you understand?”
“Ohhhhh yes, Sir! Thank you so very much,” I say looking up at him. Sir brings his hands up to my breasts, massaging as he kisses me deeply. He then pulls back, leaving my ass open and wanting to be filled by him again. After a quick wipe, he suddenly plunges himself as deep into my pussy as possible and I’m gasping underneath him. Sir glides his hand around the back of my head, before grabbing a fistful of my hair and holding on tight to it as he pounds himself into me over and over. He keeps his eyes on mine and makes my entire body feel completely claimed by him, like I was made only for him.
“You’re mine, my princess, and so is your every pleasure,” Sir whispers to me. “I want you to remember that as you orgasm. I want you to remember that you are always only mine, and I want you to orgasm for me immediately.” Sir furiously pounds into me, and I’m instantly throbbing around him. I feel my entire body tense underneath Sir, and I’m desperate to close my eyes as the pleasure takes me, but I keep my sight trained on Sir, and he watches my eyes intently, that devilish smile deepening as I writhe in ecstasy beneath him. “Good girl,” he says. “Again. Right now,” and with that I am over the edge again my body tensing against my restraints. The back-to-back orgasms cause me to forget the rules, and I close my eyes in bliss.
“Oooo, that was a mistake, my girl,” Sir says, as I quickly realize what I did and bring my eyes back to his. He picks up the pace, and fucks me relentlessly, giving me explosion after explosion of pleasure. By the sixth orgasm, both of our bodies are coated in sweat and we’re panting hard. Sir looks down at me and kisses me passionately taking a deep breath. I return his passion with a deep and craving kiss, playing my tongue against his, and biting at his bottom lip. This eggs him on, and Sir is back to punishing his pussy as I whimper and moan.
When I’m on the edge again, Sir notices immediately, and speeds up to a blazing pace, causing my body to shudder underneath him. I’m orgasming harder than I ever even knew was possible, and Sir can tell. He knows my every thought and feeling. He continues to roughly pound his pussy as it trembles around his cock, which is shooting out scorching hot seed in reaction. As Sir’s pleasure takes over, he continues to watch only me, and the passion in his eyes sends another wave of pulsating pleasure to my groin. I’m left tremoring and helpless beneath Sir. I’ve never experienced this level of euphoria, and I’m lost to the feeling.
As we both catch our breath, Sir whispers in my ear, “that’s my precious good girl. You have made me so proud.” In response, I look up at him adoringly and reach up to give him the most exquisite and intoxicating kiss. Sir pulls away from me a little at a time, hugging and kissing me as he does, until he is standing at the side of the bed and gently removing my restraints. Once I am loose, I gingerly bend my arms and legs and slowly swing my feet around so I’m sitting on the side of the bed. Sir comes to sit beside me, and takes me in his arms. “You have done very, very well on your first day in your new home my princess,” he says lovingly, “I am going to do everything I can to make sure you are happy and looked after from now on, and we are going to have so many adventures.”