Angel’s Adventure in Submission
by angel
Master had become much stricter these days; I was to kneel on the floor from the time when he estimated his arrival. Though sometimes he overran by as much as thirty minutes. Last time he arrived I was on the phone and this hadn’t pleased him, so the rule now was to be kneeling and ready from whenever he dictated.
So there I was, kneeling, my head touching the floor in submission. Dressed in my stockings and high black heeled shoes. The black silk teddy, that Master loved so much. It had poppers at the crutch, which he delighted in opening, like a parcel to reveal my wet juicy flesh beneath. When I was to receive punishment, he opened it roughly, exposing me to the cool air and then pulling it back to reveal my bottom. The skin soft and white, yet soon to be red and raw.
The curtains closed putting the room in semi-darkness, with the large church candles burning, giving the room a sensuous feel. The scented joss sticks, giving off a subtle aroma. Yes, I was pleased, Master should be too. It was then I heard the door go, my heart quickened with excitement as it always does. I heard his footsteps enter the room and waited for the usual greeting. It didn’t come. Maybe I thought we are playing a game today, he won’t speak till it is over. I felt a familiar pair of hands over my back and down to between my legs, smiling to myself, I wriggled to let the hands know it was pleasing me.
Then hands in my hair pulling my head up slightly and then the touch of leather on my eyes. It was a blindfold, the sort with the adjusting eye masks, it was being put on really tight, I couldn’t see a thing and it was so tight. I love being blindfolded, so this heightened any sensation that I had.
The idea of not knowing what was going to happen and where or even when, thrilled me. The idea that I was in someone’s complete control. Then I felt some rope being tied to my wrists, a soft rope, though tied very tight. This excited me, as this was the first time Master had tied me. I was moved to a sitting position and then my ankles tied to the wrist of the same side. The bondage was tight, but still comfortable. It was then I felt the ball-gag in my mouth. I hated this and Master knew it. It was large and very uncomfortable; this was also tied tight. Then he pulled me up; it was very awkward, as the bondage was very restricting. I slumped over the couch, my head on the cushions and my bottom up in the air. My hands and ankles tied allowing me no movement whatsoever.
By now all sorts of thoughts were going through my mind, what is going on? What will he do with me? I was panicking a little, though I did trust my Master and knew he would recognise my fears.
My breathing relaxed as the hands roamed over my body, feeling every inch of my legs and my shoes, then moving up to between my legs, where the dampness was so obvious now. Over my back and round to my breasts, tweaking my nipples as he roamed. Then hands in my hair, feeling the curls and pulling it back a little. All the time his erection pressing against my bottom, rubbing it against me and teasing me. I whimpered and pushed back on to him to feel more.
The poppers of my teddy were being roughly drawn open; yes I had punishment to come. Six strokes of the cane, but no all I felt was fingers parting my labia, and inspecting it. He knelt behind me and sighed, I was shaved smooth, which Master liked. His wet tongue reached out and teased my pussy, along the slit. I moaned, it felt so good. His tongue reaching my clit and flicking over it lightly. I couldn’t move much but wriggled my hips into his face. He stopped.
I was so turned on now, my passions aroused so much and I’m sure I felt my juices running down my leg. Master had unzipped himself and removed his trousers; I knew this as I could feel his very hairy legs on my thighs. I hadn’ t noticed that they were so hairy before, maybe it was being blindfolded that done it. Heightened awareness. I felt his fingers probe again, two maybe three, deep inside me, coating his fingers with my wetness. Now pushing more inside me and filling me up, it was so tight, then I felt the unbelievable sensation as his fist filled my being. I came at once, under his total control, the feeling so intense and so overwhelming. He carried on for ages, me crying out through the gag, till he decided enough was enough and took his hand out. I hated that; the feeling of disappointment was immense. The familiar buzz of my vibrator was the next thing I heard. I was now puzzled as it was pushed straight into my pussy, and fingers probed around my bottom, parting my cheeks and caressing my tight little hole. I tensed a little, as this had always been a problem for me in the past. But Masters gentle fingers had eased my fears and now were pushing deep into my bottom, easing me open ready to accept his cock. It came soon after and slipped in gently, I was aroused beyond the point of no return now as the vibrator and Masters cock were pounding into me, taking me beyond normality. Turning me into a crazed creature hungry for relief. I pushed back as much as I could and ignoring the slight pain I was feeling from my bonds, I relished instead in the helplessness I was feeling. I was being used and I couldn’t do anything about it. Master was taking his pleasure, yet giving me the most complete feeling ever, the feeling of my total submission to him.
The thoughts of this pushing me over the edge and I came violently, shuddering and shaking, feeling my Master filling me up at the same time. The moment in time when, we were both together, as one. Kissing my back, he removed himself. Untying my bonds, but not my blindfold, he led me back to the floor and pushed me down to kneel again. I heard him writing on some paper and then felt him place it on my back. He dressed and then pressed his hands on my back as if to say stay there and then kissed my neck lightly, sending shivers down my spine. Then he left. I was confused, did I get up now or wait till he came back. He had basically told me to wait by making me kneel and pressing my back. I waited and thankfully I didn’t get up, despite my Masters juices leaking out down my thigh and my pussy very wet. I heard the door again and smiled to myself. I heard the familiar footsteps and felt his presence stand over me, he noticed the paper on my back and took it off and read it.
It said….”YES YOU HAVE IMPROVED HER”
“Angel” your voice boomed, “What’s the meaning of this?”
I looked up and felt the pit of my stomach churning, I read the letter and at once recognised the writing, My old Dom had just been. I looked at my Master and wondered if he had planned this, he was smiling!!!!
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