EBONY IN ENGLAND

Ebony made her way from the airport terminal in a state of high anxiety and high arousal. She had her left her boring but safe life in America behind to meet a man she had only ever spoken to online. He was her Master and therefore her life. However, she did still feel trepidation about actually meeting him.

There was also the matter of the rules he had put in place. Since getting on the plane she had been forbidden to speak to anyone. She did not know how she must have looked just replying to the stewardess with a shake or nod of the head. She had pretended to be asleep for most of the journey so she did not appear ignorant when the woman next to her tried to talk to her about her trip.

Further embarrassment had followed at the baggage collection belt. He has ordered her to wear a short skirt with no panties. The skirt was so short that when she bent to retrieve her luggage everyone behind her had full view of her ass. She could hear the soccer team behind her giggling and gasping.

She got into a waiting cab and handed the driver the piece of paper with the name of the hotel on it. He started to make small talk about where she came from and what brought her to Manchester. She could hear him call her an ignorant bitch under his breath. She got out and handed him his money in notes, letting him keep the change for what must have been far too big a tip.

She walked into the hotel lobby. It was not one of your budget hotels, and she began to wonder again about her mystery Master. She walked to the reception desk and said the only thing she was permitted to say since her journey started.

“Ebony Black, Room 208”

This was not her real name. It was the name she had chosen for the web site. It suited her dark skinned features. It sounded a little ridiculous now, spoken out loud, in the quiet hotel lobby. She declined the offer of a porter to take her bags with a polite smile and shake of her head. She was not sure whether this was allowed, so she decided it was better to take her own luggage.

Since stepping on the plane she had been living by his rules and the sense of loss of control was intense. It was scary but very erotic. She had never felt so aroused.

In the lift she surveyed herself in the full length mirror. She looked like a cheap tart she thought. The tight figure hugging white blouse accentuated the curve of her large breasts. The short black skirt showing more of her brown legs than she had ever dared to show before. The red lipstick a much brighter shade than she would ever have chosen. She realised she no longer had her own identity. She truly was Ebony Black and she belonged to Master.

As she put the card key into the room door, she felt her heart pounding as if it was going to break out of her body just like Meat Loaf in Bat Out Of Hell. She did not know what to expect. Whether Master would be there when she got there or not. She was also apprehensive about the sex she knew was almost a certainty to happen. Master’s role playing had always been much rougher than anything she was used to. She always loved it online, and always had the most intense orgasms. She did not know what it would be like in real life.

She opened the door. She did not know if she was relieved or disappointed to find the room empty. Her heart leapt when she saw the bed. It was a four poster. Attached to each of the posts at the head of the bed was a pair of handcuffs. There was huge mirror opposite the bed. She wondered if he had chosen this room with this in mind, or whether it was just coincidence. From what she was learning about him she did not think it was the latter. Attached to the mirror was a package. She opened it with bated breath. The contents made her gasp. There was a shiny red ball gag, a silk black blindfold and a pair of padded headphones attached to an ipod. There was a large glass dildo. There was also a DVD in a plastic case marked Play me. Intrigued she put the disc into the DVD player and switched on the TV.

At first there was nothing but a blank screen and wondered whether it was broken or another test. Then He came into view. She had seen pictures of him, but to see him here, almost real life made her shudder.

“Hello Ebony” The English voice made her quiver. “Well done for making it so far without disobeying any rules?” She shivered again. How could he possibly know that? Was he so sure of her total submission? Or had he been watching and made this recording only a few minutes before. She felt the wetness starting between her legs.

“I will be with you shortly Ebony so make yourself comfortable with the implements I have left you.” There was short period of quiet and Ebony was sure she could hear her heart beating. The man on the TV, her Master, smiled. It was a smile that was enigmatic, sexy and chilling at the same time. “I like you in those clothes I chose”. Again, a state of erotic confusion. Had he actually seen her in them? Could he see her now? She looked around for cameras but could see none.

“However”, her soon to be real life Master was saying on the screen “It’s time to divest yourself of them” She stared at the screen, struggling to comprehend what was being said. “Strip Ebony” It was if he had expected this period of confusion. She did not know if she was more surprised by the harsh order or by the fact that she started to comply straight away without question. As she stripped each item of clothing piece by piece, the mirror did its job. She could see each part of her voluptuous body as she bared it. Her tits looked enormous illuminated in the mirror, but that was the way He liked them. She knew he was going to torture them and was not totally sure how she felt about that.

As she dropped the thong panties, she stood staring at a totally naked version of herself.

She found herself looking at the TV awaiting the next order. “Now put in the gag” said the man on the TV. She had anticipated this and had been practicing, as she had envisaged him being here when he forced her to gag herself. She inserted the ball between her blood red lips and fastened the buckles behind her head.

“Take the other articles and lie on the bed” commanded the figure on the screen. She did as commanded. “Attach you left hand to the relevant cuff” Though she was expecting the order it was still a shock when it came. She slipped on the cuff and attached her right hand to the bedpost. The next command was to put on the headphones and switch on the ipod. She vaguely wondered how she would heart the other commands if she did so. She ought to have known he had thought of everything. His voice emitted through the padded headphones. “Put on the blindfold Ebony.” She did so fumbling over the ties. “Now locate the other cuff and fasten your free bed to the bed. She was aware that the dildo remained unused and wondered if he had forgotten about it. It then occurred to him that it was not intended for her use but for his.

His voice then was gone, replaced by soft classical music: not loud enough to deafen her but loud enough to block out any other sound that may be in the room.

She lay there for a while, the music filling her blocked senses. She was aware that she was becoming more and more aroused by her situation. Her large brown nipples were rock hard and her newly shaved cunt was extremely wet. She did not know how long she had lain there, aroused and untouched; naked and helpless.

Suddenly she felt something that felt like a gloved hand touch her face. Nothing happened for a while and she thought she must have imagined it. Then she felt the same hand on her breast. It was rubbing her large erect nipple, pulling it and twisting it. The abuse to her breast was not as great as she expected. Online, he had been a great one for nipple torture. Here, his ministrations, though far from gentle were not as extreme as she had expected. How did she feel? Disappointed? Pleased? Aroused? All of the above? She did not have time to consider further. The leather coated hand was rubbing her wet shaved cunt. He was parting her legs and stroking her inner thigh, running his fingers between the crack of her ass and the slit of her cunt. As she had had no control over her mind for the past ten hours or so, she now had no control over her body. If she had wanted to resist, her body would have betrayed her. She moaned into her gag. She had tried not to give him the satisfaction of knowing she was enjoying it. Even that last piece of resistance slipped away from her.

The sensation between her legs changed. She felt something wet and vaguely slimy forcing its way into her tight hole. She realised it was his tongue, forcing it wriggly way into her inner sanctum. He was licking her sensitive clit. She felt the scraping of his teeth as he nibbled at her. She arched her legs up to meet him only to have slapped down again. She battled to keep herself from cumming at his insistent licks. His leather hands cupping her firm brown butt was too much though and she came gushing over his tongue.

She did not have too long to think about this betrayal from her body as he was attempting to turn her over onto her stomach. Her arms were twisting against the cuffs. Ebony grunted and fought against him. She had always told him she would never try anal. He had assured her he would not make her do this but she realised it was a bit foolish to trust a man who raped you online every night. She slammed her legs down three times, which was the safe signal they had agreed on. He ignored her and eventually managed to flip her over. She shook her head from side to side. He started to caress her ass and despite herself her ass muscles started to relax. She cringed and shook as she felt his cock for the first time, pressed up against her virgin asshole. It felt large and thick and she thought he may tear her apart.

She started to panic, but he ignored her thrashings and pushed his heavy cock inside her. She held her breath but was surprised to find that the initial shot of pain she was finding it quite pleasurable. He was not gentle. He was pounding into her ass like a pneumatic drill but strangely this was how she expected it to be. Then something even more unexpected happened. She felt something cool and hard probing at the opening of her cunt. It pushed inside her stretching her open to her limits. She was somehow being doubly fucked. The cock in her ass was plunging deeper with each thrust and the cold hard invader of cock was thrusting in and out making her gasp. She realised that it must be the glass dildo that was being inserted into her cunt.

She started to gasp as became hot and her body gave way to the hard double fucking it was receiving. She orgasmed again and realised with awe and horror that this was the closest she had ever had two orgasms together. His own orgasm quickly followed hers, his sticky white cum spilling forth inside her tight brown ass. He removed the glass dildo from her cunt and his cock from her ass. She was shocked to realise she felt a bit of loss as her body became briefly hers again. He turned her back onto her back and patted her tender wet cunt. Then her headphones were lifted and a voice said “Thank you”. She was puzzled by the voice. It sounded an octave higher than the voice on the DVD. She figured it must just be his excitement. She was even more puzzled as he bade her goodbye. They were supposed to have all weekend together. She had not come all this way for this. She started to squirm in her bondage. If he was leaving her secured like this who would find her? She hated people seeing her body. She bucked and writhed screaming into her gag. For the first time in the whole episode she was feeling scared.

Then she was surprised but relieved as her headphones were lifted again. His voice was back to normal this time.

“Sorry Ebony to keep you waiting so long. I got held up in traffic. Hope your wait hasn’t been too long. Nice to meet you.” She was just realising the enormity of what happened when he fastened the first metal clip to her breast.