CHAPTER 6
As I lay in the dark of the blindfold with no sounds, my body trembling from the chill in the room and penned up desires. I began to see Master in the kitchen. I could picture the scene as if I was there. Kitten, with that little gold chastity belt, fluttering around Master, begging him to touch her, not in words but with her eyes and body movements, craving his hands on her.
I imagined Master caressing her butt cheeks as she stood next to him, running his hands up her back, while she turned toward him offering her lily-white breasts with their hard mauve nipples, him taking one in hand rubbing his thumb over the bud.
With that thought my body went hot from head to toe and I shifted in my confines, the clips on my own nipples and pussy pulled hard and I cried out through the 'O' as the pain coursed through them. The gentle throbbing had turned to a pounding, and my heat was dripping with need. 'Master,' I tried to moan.
As if my plea had been heard the plug began to vibrate, shaking me to my very soul. Flashes of Master sucking on Kitten’s nipple raced through my mind, as sensation from the vibrator brought me closer to the peak of pleasure. 'Aghh,' it stopped, and I spiraled back; every nerve in my body cried for satisfaction. I pulled on my bonds to no avail. How I needed!
Fingers clenching, itching to rub my heat to bring myself an end to what had been started. I was restrained totally. Master knew I'd reach this point, I knew I would, but not this early in my punishment. He wanted to me to know what true need was, that my playing with myself at the slightest provocation was not allowed and was nothing compared to the need I could feel. I burned with desire.
Think of something else my mind screamed, anything, think of… Master, Kitten… Stan. Kitten between them, their mouths sucking on her, laying her face down over the edge of the counter in the kitchen. No, something else… Master's hands splayed over Kitten’s ass, rubbing and caressing it, Kitten moaning, purring at the touch. Stan holding Kitten's hands as Master applied the paddle to Kitten's cheeks turning them from alabaster white to cherry red.
Kitten crying out in pleasure and pain as Master applied the paddle to her bottom, over and, the chastity belt pressing into her heat.
Master's face aglow with delight, enjoying the fact that one was doing as she was instructed. Kitten basking in Master's attention. Faster and faster his strokes went, in time with the beat of my heart.
'Oh…' The vibrator was going again and I was aflame with desire. Lightening hot flashes charged through my veins, only to be cut short of their final goal as the plug shut off again, dropping me to the pit of molten despair. I cried out in my need, tears flooding my eyes. How could Master do this to me? Why was he torturing me?
I heard an inner voice over my screams saying, 'it isn't Master who's doing this to you, you did this to yourself. If you had listened you would be where Kitten is, you would be satisfied, pampered, loved.'
' No, Master loves me, I know he does. He won't leave me like this for long,' I cried.
'Not until you learn, Baby. Will you learn? Will you learn?' echoed my subconscious.
I was floating again, over the kitchen, looking down at Kitten as Master cradled her in his arms, kissing away her tears. The gentle smile of satisfaction on her pretty face as she cuddled close to him. The look of pleasure on Master and Stan’s faces because Kitten had performed well.
The vibrator was on again, pulsating on and off, with only enough time in between for me to gasp a breath. My body was shaking and twitching so hard the small breaths of air I could get weren't enough to steady me. I was tossed me to the edge only to drag me back before I could cum.
Swish, crack, came to my ears before the pain radiated from my thighs. Swish, crack, again and again as the flogger bit into my thighs. The plug was turned off as the whip hit then turned on again as the last piece of leather moved away – over and over again. Every nerve in my body begged for release. I heard myself moaning through the 'O' ring, begging and pleading for it. Then all went still.
My heart pounded in every inch of my body. My moans, now whimpers, were the only sound in the room. I strained to hear someone moving. I lay there trying to anticipate what would come next. Still nothing happened. My body shakes had slowed, and goose bumps started to rise on my body. The endorphin high was ebbing.
The door opened and closed once again to complete silence.
CHAPTER 7
'Baby,' Kitten's voice came through a fog, 'Baby, Master sent me to release you.' Kitten peeled back the wax and released my breasts from the clamps. They were so sensitive to the cool air in the dungeon. I was pulling on the cuffs – my fingers wanted to rub my breasts.
She move to my wildly throbbing heat and undid the clips, patting them twice, I bucked with the sudden impact as the blood came crashing back into my lips. Trailing her hand up my legs she undid one and then the other laying them gently on the table. I tried to close them but she pushed them apart with a slap to my thigh. 'No, Baby.' My hands where clenching with the need to touch myself.
The blindfold and gag were still in place and my hands were still attached to the table. I heard her move to the toy chest and thought she was replacing the clips until she returned and slipped a three-inch thick leather collar around my neck. She then attached the cuffs binding my wrist to the six-inch chains that were attached to the collar at the back.
Helping me to a sitting position, she moved my legs to hang over the table, and stood between my spread thighs. I could rest my hands on my shoulders but I couldn't reach any lower – I tried.
Laughing at my feeble attempt, Kitten peeled the rest of the wax from my breast, scraping her fingers over my tender flesh. She finished removing the wax completely off the right one, when she pulled the nipple into her mouth and started to suck hard. My body was hot lava, flowing to her mouth.
Just as quickly as she started she stopped. I folded like a paper doll. She moved to the left one and pulled off all its wax and I arched toward her, waiting for her to take that one into her mouth, as well.
She anticipated me and pinched and twisted the nipple. 'Baby, when will you learn? You are one greedy little subbie. Continue to sit like this. Do not move a muscle or I will follow Master's instructions and put you back for the night. You understand, not a muscle.
I froze; I didn't even nod to let her know I understood. The drumming in my heat slowed to a dull throbbing, but every so often it twitched. I had to concentrate not to whip my thighs together.
Luckily, or maybe not so luckily, she was back in a flash, attaching something around my thighs just above my knees. She helped me down from the table. I tried to shift my legs closer together to balance myself, but she had attached a bar to my legs and it was holding them apart.
Snickering, Kitten said, 'Master sure knows you well, Baby. He said the first thing you would do when your arms were free of the table would be to try to rub your breast, and when your legs were free you'd try to squeeze them together.'
She ran her hand over my mound and stuck her finger inside me. My vagina squeezed hard around her finger. Kitten pulled it out laughing, 'Yes, you are a greedy one.' She tweaked both my nipples before moving away from me.
I had to stand with my knees bent because of the bar between them. I felt her tug on the collar, to pull me to start walking.
'I'm on leash,' I cried to myself. Master had not had me on leash in over a year. He'd said leashes were for newbies, trainees, and since I was trained to obey I would no longer be on a leash. My heart cried out at the humiliation of it all. He was showing me just how displeased he was with my actions.
I did my best to keep up with her as she moved out of the dungeon. It took several steps before I got the swing of my legs right to maneuver up them. We reached the top and headed down the hall. She moved along rather quickly and I hoped she wasn't going to lead me into a wall. The floor turned from soft carpet to the hard tile in the kitchen when she stopped short and I bumped into the back of her.
'Well, hello you two. I see you followed my instructions, Kitten,' Master said as the plug vibrated on. My legs gave out and I went to my knees. 'Unlike some.' The vibrator continued. I was totally disoriented and shaking all
