"OK, stop." She obeyed as soon as I completed the sentence. "Now, don't go anywhere I'll be right back." I cracked with a grin. With that I collected my key card off the nightstand and headed for the door. I glanced back and saw the almost comical look on her face as I went out into the hall and shut the door behind me.
I figured she was probably looking herself in the mirror with that whore's face painted on her. What was she thinking? How did I get myself into this one? How long is he going to be gone? What else is in that bag of tricks? What's he going to get? And what is he going to do with it when he returns? Whatever she was thinking, I let her mull it over as I bought a soda from the machine and leisurely drank it down.
Before returning to the room I gave the button on the ice machine a quick press and grabbed a few cubes. I came back into the room and of course she was still in that beautifully vulnerable position. She watched nervously as I walked toward her with something hidden behind my back.
"There you are!" I joked again "I was looking all over for you." I walked in between her and the mirror her face was deliciously at crotch level. "Open up", I said and with that she parted her lips. I placed the ice cubes in her mouth and told her to chew on them. While she crunched away I undid belt, button, and fly to produce my now happy-to-be-free cock. "Now suck."
Always the willing slave I was taken into her face immediately. The combination of cold ice and warm tongue that greeted me was a wickedly uncomfortable yet sinfully pleasurable experience. I let her go at me until the ice was melted and the resulting sensation was pure bliss. After basking in this joy for a minute or two I withdrew, her mouth was only going to be the first stop tonight.
"Are you having fun?" I earnestly inquired as I walked around behind her. Her eyes in the mirror followed my movement. She was looking to see if this was a real question or some new game. I raised my eyebrows to indicate I was sincere.
"Yes" she whispered.
"Really?" because if not I can just get rid of this woody in your coochie right now, and then untie you. But if you like this game there's a lot more fun in that bag of mine. So what'll it be?"
She thought for a moment as I undressed. She had made up her mind as I started to hump her bent butt. "What's in the bag?"
I said nothing but continued to grind myself into her. I slowly tugged the bow at the base of her neck undone. I massaged her now exposed tits; then I undid the bottom rung of the bra letting it fall onto the chair beneath her. A bit more fondling and frottage got us both near the brink of a quiet orgasm. So I backed off to let the tension build.
I walked over to the mysterious bag of goodies and began to pull out all sorts of things and laid them out on the dresser in front of her: A paddle (one side fleece one patent leather), a small anal plug, a small rubber fringe whip, a bear shaped bottle of honey, a strange looking dildo with a tube leading to a pump, and a big tube of KY jelly.
"Here's what I was looking for" I held up a fur lined blindfold. Again I walked behind her and rested my stiffy on her fabric covered crack as I put the blinder on her. I gave a gratuitous double handed cheek grope creating a deeper valley for my cock to enjoy. Then I slowly walked back to the bag.
She could hear a cap being opened and the squirting/sucking sound of what sounded like the honey bear. "Open up one more time" I said as I tickled her chin. Her mouth popped open to receive what she thought would be a honey coated hard on. The taste was honey, but it had been put on a ball gag that was now being fastened behind her head. "A website told me the honey would promote drooling, I'm not sure why that turns me on but it does. Maybe it's your helpless loss of control, or maybe it's just kinky fun."
Now I looked at her in the mirror: The blindfold, the ball gag, and the collar, sure made her look like a helplessly subjugated slave. And in fact she was as I took the paddle and whip and took up my favorite position, behind her.
Alternating the sensations I would rub the fleece paddle on her milky skin, then maybe a light flogging, mixed in with either a soft fleece thump or a leather smack. I never let her know which would be next and would pause for a bit to let her anticipation. The excitement in her could only be expressed as "mmphs" and "gwrlls" through her pretty red gag; which was now in fact beginning to release a steady stream of saliva. I dropped the spank toys to the ground. The drool caused some Pavlovian response in me.
Playtime starts now I thought as I undid the bows at her hips and she was now exposed to her master. I went over and grabbed the honey bottle. I squeezed a bit out right above her anus. The worked the sticky goo from the top of one hole to the bottom of the other. Then dropping to my knees I began to toss her salad. Working diligently from one hole to the next, and back again. Her breathing was hard as she could only use her nose and the hums from her throat her only for of speech. Finally her whole body shuddered as she began to orgasm. Just as I was getting the last of the bee's honey cleaned up, she began to produce her own.
"You naughty girl!" I said as I picked up the paddle from the floor and let her have it with the leather side. Several good solid whacks rang out. "Who said you could cum first?"
I walked over to the table and grabbed the plug and lube. Putting a generous amount of jelly on the toy I again moved behind her. If she'd been a seasoned slave I would have just shoved it right up her ass. Yet I remembered she was a trainee I slowly worked it into her bung with a slow twisting motion. I heard her hold her breath and her thighs tightened as the object continued to widen as it was inserted. Then when it was in place, when the wide part tapered back down, she relaxed.
"Don't you think I want to cum too?" I said as I picked up the whip. Spinning it to give a windmill effect I lashed her cheeks, and then her crotch. This made her writhe and more noises came out of her muffled face.
Dropping the whip, I slid my dick into her now very wet pussy. I knew I had to go slow. She didn't have her full breath due to the gag, and if I'd gone fast I too would be guilty of cumming early. Again this wasn't the last stop for my cock tonight. As I slowly fucked her I undid the gag and she took in a deep breath.
"Anything you'd like to say?" I asked
"God, yes, fuck me!" she pleaded.
At that I promptly withdrew, though she was in a perfect position to get rammed silly, she was in no position to give orders.
I walked around her to the dresser I picked up the vibrator. "Have you ever seen one of these?" I quizzed as I let the tube and pump dangle.
"No", she panted
"Oh, you'll like this then" I almost walked around her again but stopped for a moment my throbbing penis right at her lips. She inhaled me and gave a spot of head without me having to ask, was she almost fully trained?
Once again behind her, I lubed the probe and inserted it into her receptive tang. I flipped the switch on the vibrator and watched her hind quarters jiggle with ecstasy. Then taking the pump in my hand, gave it a few squeezes and her body froze as it began to inflate in side her. I let off the air valve and it returned to normal.
"Oh!" she whimpered.
"I told you that you'd like it."
Leaving the air valve open I pumped again fast and steady and again she began to shake and moan as the toy throbbed within her. I continued this until she was in the full throws of a gagless orgasm. As she came I closed the valve and inflated the probe as far as it would go. She went wild and almost tore the chair to pieces. Once she finished her bound pleasure dance, I released the air; the dildo deflated and so did she.
Now she looked spent. Her face a mess, smeared lips stick, watery eyes streaking their liner down her cheeks.
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