Captured

Chapter 4: A New Master

A hot puff of air, liquid lingering all over my body,warm and moist. I awoke, no more in my cage, no more chained... I was in a bathtub, hands tightly tied over head to a hook by white, soft cotton rope; my crossed ankles were tied the same to a hook at my feet.

"I was comfy, alone and sitting up in perfumed foam! I could unwind my fears and feel good, even if I was tied up.

"Nice morning, I presume, my Slave! At last, you're again with me! I need you henceforth, my dear," he continued, standing in front of me, naked and erect... That was the first time I saw him; he was handsome ... even there.

"Command me master! How can I serve you now?"

"I will unhook your hands; then you'll get my cock into your mouth and suck my sperm from it. When you've succeeded, you'll get out of the bathtub, kneel on this rug, and serve me. Finally, you are to lick all the water from my body. Do you understand, Slave?"

"Yes Master, I'm eager to suck you!" I answered softly, opening my lips to his cock.

"Good girl. Let me be rewarded for your price, ohoooo ... lick it a bit more ... suck it ... very good, bitch ... yes ... this way ... I want swamp your throat.... Oh, my... He filled me; his huge prick became enormous just before scumming and his secretions submerged me. Enough of this. I was out of the bathtub and kneeling on the rug. I washed my Lord and Master; touching him was luxurious and exciting.

"Good Slave. Now, lick me all over."

When I was done, he untied my ankles, put his hands under my armpits and helped me to my feet.

"You are a precious jewel to be kept on line. I have to meet some friends of mine, a business matter, you know. You'll have your breakfast while I dress, then I'll' fix you for the rest of the day."

My adventure began with a shower, and now I was at the same point. He squezed my buttocks while we went to the kitchen.

"Sit down slave; I want you comfy to eat and drink!" he said, pointing me to a chair. He cuffed my ankles to the seat's back legs, hoisting my feet from the floor. A metal collar closed on my neck and hooked to a ring under the table. I was trapped, but absolutely comfy.

"I hope you'll find enough to eat and drink; Slave; you'll be waiting up for me until midnight and will have nothing else. See you thirty minutes from now."

I ate and drank and was bemused about my next predicament. I hoped he would be caring enough to ensure some.... Well you know what! I was still lost in my thoughts when he came back, perfectly attired in a well-tailored blue suit. He looked at me, clearly liking the spectacle.

"Well, Slave, now we are to fix you for the day," he said, cuffing my hands behind me.

"Let's go to the bedroom."

The bedroom was luscious and sensual. He made me lie face down on the bed and doubled my leg up behind my thighs, tying them hard. I watched him bind a rope to each knee, pulling them well apart and tying off to the bed frame ... ouch. My hands were untied and re-cuffed behind my neck to the collar's ring; it was impossible to gain some pleasure. My clever master knew my inner thoughts:

"I choose this predicament for you, slave-slut; your pleasure is mine! You can't touch yourself, as that would be an unbearable offense."

"Master, please don't leave me here this way. I'll go crazy without you ... why not to plug me somewhere ... please?"

"Open your mouth, bitch! This gag suits you fine.

He used a ring gag, a nastily padded ring well inserted behind your teeth and cinched tight. My mouth was open, my tongue free, but I couldn't speak. Just lick, should my Master...

"Good! I expect to find you here, eager to please. If your cunt is dry, I'll spank you and leave you tied out in the garden for the night. Do you perceive me? Slave?"

I nodded, positive. He caressed my breasts just a little bit

"I'll be hard all day long, thinking of you here, nude, tied up, gagged, and eager to serve me. Do try and match my whims, or you'll have to confront your Master's anger, cunt. So have a good time and prepare your body for my assaults, O.K.?"

I nodded again, straining in my bonds. He was so tenderly dominant with my flesh, so firm in his masterful attitude ... exciting, very exciting... I tried to pull my thighs together, but no way, they were bound too firmly apart. I had to surrender, to be a thing everybody could use ... The ring gag made me drool; saliva ran all over my breasts, moistening them a bit ... I needed a man's big cock deep inside me ... I fell asleep.

Late in the afternoon. I was over the dining room table, ring gagged, strictly hog-tied, and blindfolded ... someone was eating his dinner over my ass, pinching and stroking my nipples brutally. Who was he? I heard him take away his dishes, my ass felt a bit more free, and thought I could hear him loading the lavatory ... so he knew the house. Maybe the Master himself. Then I was grabbed, put on the floor, and my blindfold was off. It was my master angry faced staring at me:

"Slave, I told you to prepare for me your insignificant cunt. It didn't moisten on my return and you were moaning about a huge cock deep in your throat, and some other nonsense ... now you'll get your reward, out in the garden, tied tightly to a tree, your buttocks burning from my spanking!"

He untied the rope between my ankles and wrists and made my ass fire with his hardened hands.

"Urn... mf ... Ouch ... mm, please!"

Spread over his lap, I felt his cock harden

"Shut up, slut, keep your groans for your night tied outdoors. I'll fix you so tightly, you'll not even shiver, but in the meantime," he was into my rear, brutally, arrogantly, demanding.

"Good girl, you're my doggie, get it all, you deserve this... Ohoooo..."

Luscious way to punish me, isn't it? I got it all, it was painful, but... Wow.

Sometime after: "It's time to put you're through your paces now; let's go."

So we went out in the garden. He pushed my back against the tree, my arms brutally drawn behind it and firmly bound there, elbows touching. Then he tied a crotch rope and besieged my pussy, knotting it to my elbow ropes... awful! My ankles were roped separately and hoisted up beside the tree; all my weight was on the crotch rope. Finally, he tied some loops around my breasts, squeezing them out into red, then purple melons.

"That gag doesn't suit your predicament, Bitch. This is better," he said, changing the ring for a bit gag with rings on the ends. My Master tied ropes to the rings and knotted them tightly behind the trunk. He has been trustworthy: I couldn't even shiver!

"Have a good night, slut! Tomorrow morning, I'll be here to test your cunt; should it not moisten..."

The Monster! Quiet nights ... this way ... damn it! I was hotter than ever and most in pain. The position was so unbearable and exciting ... I was firmly tied to a tree, completely exposed and helpless ... should someone in the night, I couldn't but submit. Yeah! I'm a real slut.... everybody can use me and leave me here, lashed to my tree ... I had an orgasm, furiously ... and collapsed

I got a flashback to my hubby. I saw him, my still beloved Master, joyously tying me head to toe with his ropes and gagging me. He lingered all over my body tenderly, grasping my flesh here and there, making me moan in delight with his soft violence before pumping me wildly to his pleasure and mine. Dream ... reality ... It seemed to me his strong hands were all over my body. He was pressing his cock up to my rear.... mmmmhhh... invading ... me ... ahhh ... I was instantly awake.