eyes from the swinging clips I rushed out in one breath, 'Kitten was trying to gain my attention, Master'.
'Your attention, Baby? What where you thinking about now?'
'I was remembering when Kitten was delivered to you, Master.'
'Oh, yes, I remember that well.' His hand shot up and my right nipple was pinched hard between his fingers. Rolling it roughly for a moment, he snapped the clip on. My hands almost left the table with the sudden impact of the metal to it. 'Sit down, Baby, and let your legs hang over this side of the table.'
He tugged on the chain to get me to move in his direction. I did as I was commanded. Cupping my left breast, his mouth lowered to it. His soft wet tongue teased my nipple and areola. Goose bumps covered my arms and I felt the hair rising on the back of my neck. He drew away and placed the other end of the clip on my wet nipple, the air chilling it, blood pounding in the tip. I was biting my bottom lip but a squeak still escaped. Laughing, Master tweaked it once. 'Turn around, Baby.'
I scooted around so that my back was to Master. A shadow descended over my head. I glanced up to see the blindfold coming toward my eyes and closed them. I was in total darkness. Master's hands moved gently on my shoulders. I felt myself go loose as he said, 'Relax now, Baby and let me have control of your body.' Drawing me down to lie flat on the table, he positioned my arms at my side.
The room grew very quiet and I heard only my breathing. Master's hands were on my head with his thumbs on my forehead, rubbing in a tiny circular motion. 'Baby, I want you to relax totally,' he said as his hands moved down my arms, grasping both my wrists in his firm grip. He brought them over my head, touching palms together. The soft lambskin cuffs circled my wrists.
The cuffs were cinched tight and I felt Master place a soft kiss on my fingertips. 'Do you trust me, Baby?'
'Yes, Master.'
'Baby, you know why you are here, don’t you?'
'Yes, Master. I touched myself while I was in the shower.'
'Good girl, and are you allowed to do that, Baby?' Gawd, I felt about two inches tall, knowing I'd broken a rule and would be punished for it, but the worst punishment was that I disappointed and embarrassed Master. I heard it in his voice. I saw it in his eyes while Stan was here.
'No, Master, I'm not allowed to.'
'So you broke a known rule, Baby?' There was that tone Master had when I'd hurt him. How many times had Master told me my actions were a reflection of him? Master never lost control; I on the other hand never had it.
CHAPTER 5
I heard Master moving around the room as I lay there. My body temperature began to drop. The adrenaline was starting to subside and I started to shake. Something landed in the middle of my stomach. It was heavy, then the area grew warm almost too hot. There was another a little higher on my abdomen.
I brought my legs up to cover my stomach and Master grabbed my left ankle. 'Baby, I told you not to move.' Immediately a strap was wrapped around my ankle, my leg lifted to forty-five degrees to my body. Master moved around to the other side and did the same to the right. My legs were now suspended in the air forming a V. The cool air in the room chilled the moisture of my pussy.
Master's hand cupped my heat and one finger traced the opening of my vagina. 'Baby, you really must listen better.' A shiver shook me as he released my mound and ran his hand up my leg to rest on the back of my right knee. 'This is the last chance I'm going to give you, Baby. I've been very patient on this subject. Kitten hasn't had half as many chances as you and she'll be in the chastity belt for a week.' With that he pinched the back of my thigh and the room became quiet except for my ragged breathing.
Pressure was being applied to my clit and a cold rivulet of water made its way over my lips and vagina to puddle at the rim of my ass. My leg muscles tightened and I rose to try to meet the ice cube that had been taken away. I felt my labium start to swell and a soft moan escaped.
Heat enveloped the tip of one nipple then the other, causing them to harden more then they were already, pulling the areola taunt. My body twitched of its own accord as the warm nearly hot wax covered my breast. I felt the wax harden almost instantly drawing the skin tight beneath it.
My breasts were coated in a shell of cooling wax that absorbed all the heat. My heart beat in the tips. The thin sheen of sweat covering my body turned cold as Master placed a cube on my belly button. The only sound in the room was my intermittent gasps and moans as my body shook and shivered. My lips convulsed begging to be touched when I heard the door open.
'Perfect timing, Kitten. Come over here,' Master said as she entered the room. 'Stan not with you?'
'No, Master. I left him in the kitchen to finish his food. He sent me to find out if you were ready for us to return.'
I wanted to see them but the blindfold was tight and even shifting my head allowed no light to filter through. I know Kitten had that smirk, the one she got when Master wanted her to do something for him. Sort of like a Cheshire cat going for a bowl of cream.
'I'll call him in a few minutes. First I need you to prepare Baby for her punishment.'
'Punishment,' screamed through my brain, not discipline but punishment, meaning Master was not going to enjoy this and neither was I. 'Kitten, attach the chain of the nipple clips to the one hanging down from above, while I get the chain on her lips.'
Kitten jerked the chain and pulled hard. I was prepared for her to do that so I had arched, but not enough. The hard wax over the clips didn't give and my entire breast was pulled upward, ripping a cry of pain from me.
Almost simultaneously, Master tugged on the clips attached to my throbbing lips, drawing them apart and up. My clit was jumping as his thumb rubbed back and forth over the now completely exposed area.
Smack, as Master's hand hit my upper thigh just above my ass and my body moved on the impact pulling my nipples and lips, tearing another scream from me, louder then the pain justified.
'Baby, really, this is about control. If I hear another peep out of you I will gag you. Do you understand me, Baby?' Biting down on my bottom lip I whisper that I did. 'Good. Kitten, let's go see if Stan is finished. But before we do, get the medium butt plug, the one with the remote and bring it here.'
I heard Kitten skip across the stone floor to the toy chest, and the drawer sliding open. She giggled, as the drawer slammed shut.
Master's hand was on my stomach, his finger tapping gently in the puddle of water from the now completely melted ice cube. Kitten was back at his side in a flash. He rolled the plug in the water and trailed it down my stomach over my heat and shoved it into my anus. I bucked with the force but I knew it would be fast and hard. I anticipated the stretching searing pain and didn't scream out. My head rocked back and forth, I didn't want the gag.
Master patted each of my butt cheeks and said, 'Kitten, kiss Baby goodbye for now.' Her soft lips met mine. I felt her smile turn into a heated demanding kiss to be released all to soon. 'Baby, I want you to think about control. You are completely in mine, everything you do I allow. I do not allow you to touch yourself without permission.' With the last word said, Master hit the remotes on button and the plug vibrated on high. I wasn't prepared for him to do that just yet. I thought he'd leave me before doing so, and I moaned. The vibrating stopped instantly.
'Get the 'O' ring gag, Kitten,' Master barked out, 'put it on her and come to the kitchen when you're done.' Disgust rolled off Master's tongue.
The lock on the door clicked and Kitten slipped the gag into my mouth and fastened it on the side. 'I've never seen Master so upset, Baby,' she whispered and left as well.
Total quiet enveloped me; tears were rolling from under the blindfold over my cheeks. I was here through no one's fault but my own. I had deeply hurt my Master, my love, by my behavior. Cold dread radiated through me as the plug kicked on again and off almost as fast. Master once said that in punishment each action reflected a pain in his heart, inaction sorrow. All was still but my involuntary muscle contractions.
