wanting to RP

[orchid]

i would like to rp with as your slave if anyone is interested. because it is only online, anything goes - you can use me and abuse me as you see fit. if you are interested, please start the scene and i will join in.

orchid

[Ozme52]

Matt Mason

I first saw her in the steno pool. Cute with short blond hair (I'm using your avatar for the description) and a body I knew I had to own... So I had Angie, my personal assistant, make the arrangements to have her assigned to my division for a special project.

She was coming in, she thought, for an interview. I sweetened the pot, to make her more compliant and anxious to succeed, this job would more than double her salary as a pool steno.

[orchid]

My heart was pounding as I approached your office. I was excited about the opportunity that this job would provide...and at double my current salary! Whew, I thought as I mentally started thinking of all the things I wanted to buy.

Impatiently, I shook my head, as if to clear the thoughts and scolded myself -this was no time to lose my concentration! I just had to get this job. I stopped outside of the doors to your office and checked myself in the mirror.

I had pulled my hair back in what I considered to be a professional twist in back and had loosened a few strands to frame my face. I smiled at myself and took a deep breath as I straightened my short black skirt and buttoned my white blouse all the way up to my neck. I shrugged into the black business jacket, turned once to make sure all was ok and stepped up to the door.

Your assistant had told me you would be expecting me. I took a final deep breath and raised my hand, knocking lightly on the door.

[Ozme52]

"Come in."

As she entered my office I could see a momentary confusion cross her face. Instead of the typical massive desk and tall leather chair most managers preferred, my minimalistic workspace placed manager and prospect far closer together, not quite what one would call intimate, but totally unexpected.

I had gone one farther though, in preparation for this particular interview. Instead of placing the interviewee at a psychological disadvantage with the typical shorter chair... I had replaced it with an oak barstool from my private bar.

Her consternation was obvious as she needed to figure out how to climb onto the stool, not look awkward, and not expose herself, as she sat there with her crotch level with my eyes. She had even worn a short skirt. This was going to be easier than I initially expected.

"Have a seat and tell me about yourself. Why do you want this job? Are you truely "dedicated" to making a career here at Mason Designs?"

[orchid]

I looked directly into your eyes as I smiled brightly at you upon entering the office. "Thank you for seeing me, Mr Mason," I stated as I walked towards you and extended my hand confidently to shake yours.

I looked around curiously at the rather empty office and felt some confusion when you asked me to take a seat, as the only thing I could see was an oak barstool directly in front of you.

I walked around to the front of the barstool and reaching behind myself, I placed my hands on the seat. I carefully lifted one heeled foot to rest on one of the bars near the bottom of the stool. My skirt was tight and it was difficult to accomplish. I pushed myself up with my feet, like I was boosting myself onto the kitchen cupboards as I used to do as a child. I struggled slightly and one of my legs slipped wide as I lost my balance momentarily. Giggling nervously and red faced, I quickly squirmed onto the stool, trying to regain my composure. I carefully lifted my right leg and crossed it over my left knee, leaving my left foot hooked behind the bar. I straightened my back and used my hands to tug impatiently on my skirt, pulling it down some, before clasping them primly in my lap.

"Well," I began, and carried on chatting about my acquired skills and how much I enjoyed working at Mason Designs. I finished with what I thought was a strong statement in my favour. “I am a single woman Mr. Mason and I am dedicated to working hard for my career. I am willing to work long hours, including evenings and weekends. I have been treated well by Mason Designs and I would love to continue working here. I am especially honoured to be interviewed by you, Sir, and I assure you that you will not be disappointed should I be the chosen candidate for this position.”

I smiled again, keeping my eye contact with you as the college employment counsellors had taught me to do, and I waited for the interview to continue…

[Ozme52]

“Let me tell you a little bit about the project.”

I picked up my remote, stood, and stepped around my worktable. The lights dimmed as the very large screen descended from its recess in the ceiling. The projector fired up and the presentation materials came into focus. In the meantime I had come around behind Ms. Sullivan, Orchid, she said her friends called her, and literally invaded her space as I sidled up behind her, perched on the stool.

I could feel the ambient temperature rise, also controlled by my remote, as I subtly warmed the floorboards under her chair. Tools I had installed to influence clients were now coming in handy for more nefarious purposes.

Orchid gave a small start when she realized how close behind her I had come as I introduced the project to her.

“We’re designing a new look for a new website. It’s the first of a suite of sites dedicated to selling photo-art.”

The presentation started with some of the standard bullshit we always include about our company… and then segued to a sampling of photography… erotic photography, starting with vintage black and whites of Betty Page. As the pictures were displayed I could tell Orchid was deeply affected.

“So, what I want is an assistant who will be available to travel with me to various client sites, take notes as we interview the client, and personally assist me as necessary.”

I watched Orchid as my breath lightly brushed the nape of her neck, I was that close, and as her bosom rose and fell with her own breathing, which I could see she was trying hard to control….

“You start right away. I've made arrangements for a client visit.. We leave tomorrow.”

[orchid]

I was taken off guard when I realized you were so close to me. I began to feel slightly uncomfortable and I could not tell if it was from your proximity, the sudden feeling of heat in the office or my unexpected reaction to the photos in the slideshow. I squirmed in my seat hoping that you would not notice that my bosy was starting to be covered in a shiny gloss, or that my breathing had increased.

A small sigh escaped my lips as I felt your breath on the back of my neck. Mortified, I hoped you did not notice. Mentally, I gave myself shit, trying to bring myself under control. What was it about those pictures that was making me react so? How unprofessional I felt that I had been affected.

I was shocked to hear you say that I started right away. It took a moment to sink in. "T-t-tomorrow, right," I stammered as I hopped down off the stool, my mind racing. Determined to make it out of your office with my professional integrity intact, I shook your hand as I listened to your last minute instructions.

"Thank you Mr Mason," I said as I headed out the door of your office. "I'll be ready."

I rushed home, giddy with excitement over this new adventure. I quickly packed a bag containing a variety of business suits and acceptable evening wear for business dinners. As an after thought I threw in some of my personal luxuries - candles, bubble bath, perfume and my short silk robe.

I was to excited to sleep and was up hours before my alarm. I was ready and waiting for you to pick me up so we could be on our way.

[Ozme52]

I watched Orchid walk out of the office, having given her, her first orders. A natural event for boss/employee but also a subtle introduction to the eventual obedience I would demand of her.

I left the presentation running and buzzed Angie into my office. She came up to my desk, her eyes flicking up to the screen, took out her PDA and knelt before me. I stroked her hair and gave her instructions to follow for while I was away. But I decided to save my energies, just to whet my appetite a bit, so I sent her home to her husband for the night.

The next day Angie was waiting in the limo when it picked me up. While we went to pick Orchid up at her apartment I had Angie tell me about her evening… and had her show me her new stripes. Lovely. She made herself presentable again as we made the last turn towards Orchid’s building.

Orchid was ready and waiting as the limo rolled up, her wheelie bag in hand. Angie stepped out and took her bag from her as the trunk popped and stowed the bag while Orchid climbed in. I had no doubt that Angie had quickly rummaged through the bag and removed the bulk of Orchid’s clothing… so it would look like it had accidentally opened and spilled. All that would remain would be a few random underclothes and toiletries… I knew Angie would do a thorough job of it.

We arrived at the airport and drove directly onto the tarmac and stopped by my corporate jet. I helped Orchid up the stairs and we settled in while the luggage was brought on board. She seemed very excited, her first time in a private jet. We were served some breakfast, hers being slightly laced with a soporific, not enough to knock her out, just to dull her senses and lower her inhibitions.

I told her that we would meet the clients for dinner. I suggested she show me what she had brought with her and when she realized her luggage had accidentally opened, she became frantic.

“That’s no problem Orchid, there’s a complete wardrobe on board. Why don’t you look through it and try on a few things, find something appropriate.”

Of course, if Angie had done a good job, there would be only a few totally inappropriate choices of dresses, some very revealing, some she wouldn’t be able to wear without a corset, which had also been provided. The only shoes that would fit Orchid were the very high heels, all with ankle cuffs, in a variety of colors, stockings, garters, a selection of revealing thongs and swimwear.

There was also a drawer full of a selection of collars, cuffs and various restraints. It would be interesting to see her reaction to those as well.

As Orchid went into the separate dressing area, I flicked on the video monitor and settled in to watch.

[Ozme52]

..

[orchid]

“Oh thank you Mr. Mason,” I gushed excitedly as I got up from my seat. What wonderful luck I had in not only landing this job but starting out with a business trip in a private jet! As I walked towards the area you had indicated, I giggled to myself, thinking that I could get used to this! My concern over the loss of my clothes vanished as I remembered I was now making more money and I could just go out and buy a new wardrobe.

My eyes widened as I pulled out the first 2 dresses from the closet. They were barely more than a few scraps of material. I chuckled and replaced them, pulling out the next two, which were barely better. My disbelief grew as I got through the rest of the dresses, none of which seemed to be well suited for a business meeting. The burst of laughter came out of nowhere and I felt my inhibitions start to slide away. Why not take advantage, I thought? You had offered me the chance to play dress up and I decided to take it.

Reaching into the closet, I pulled out the most modest of the dresses. It was a brown leather corset style strapless top, threaded with a gold design and it that laced up either side. It had a long, flowing chiffon skirt that dusted the ground but had a slit up each side clear up to the top of my thighs. I set the dress aside and knelt down to select a pair of shoes, laughing again as I looked at them and thought, Oh my God it’s just like they wear in porn movies. I quickly decided it didn’t matter anyways, since I fully intended to purchase new clothes when we landed. I grabbed a pair of strappy gold heels and set them aside with the dress.

Standing, I approached the chest of drawers in the middle of the room and opened the first drawer to see what was contained within. My jaw about hit the floor at the array of goodies in the top drawer. There were all kinds of what appeared to be leather wrist and ankle cuffs, some ropes and what appeared to be a long metal bar with arm or foot holes at each end. Embarrassed, I quickly slammed the drawer shut, shocked at my discovery. I let out a long breath as I quietly opened the next drawer. It was more of the same, this one filled with stockings and garters. My hand flew to my mouth, at first to cover the pure shock of discovering my boss apparently had some interesting taste when it came to the attire his women wore and then, as a feeling of pure, animal heat went through me, I raised my hand to my forehead to wipe my brow. Not understanding everything I had just seen, I struggled to make sense of it all in my increasingly foggy mind. Shaking my head, I used the chest to push myself to a standing position.

I stripped completely aside from my lacy skin colour thong and stepped into the dress. I wiggled into it until it set properly upon my chest and I tugged on the ties to pull it tight. It seemed to take my breath away and once more I felt a slight wave of dizziness but it passed when I sat down to fasten the heels.

Taking a deep breath, I stood, patted the skirt down and took a tentative step towards where you were seated. It would be slow going while I tried to balance in the heels but I slowly approached your seat.

“What about this one, Mr Mason?”

[Ozme52]

I watched the monitor with keen interest as Orchid first rummaged through some of her choices, her reaction to the toy drawers didn’t reveal much, except that the drugs were perhaps beginning to affect her, and was rewarded when she stripped down to try on some of the choices.

I could see her body was everything I’d hoped for and more. She had excellent full breasts and a sumptuously curved ass. I was sure I was going to enjoy using this body and restrained myself from going in and taking her right then and there as she forced herself into one of the apparently more modest dresses.

What about this one, Mr. Mason?” she asked, a bit unsure on the tall heels and perhaps about her choice.

“Excellent Orchid. You look lovely.”

I indicated she should twirl for me and she made an excellent attempt of it and would have pulled it off nicely but for a bit of fortuitous clear air turbulence, which knocked her off her feet. She landed at my feet, nearly directly between my knees and looked up at me with a bit of a shocked look and embarrassment, her hand landing squarely on my crotch as she reached out for some kind of hand hold.

I grabbed her by the arms as if to help her but held her there in place, actually making her struggle even more as she attempted to rise. I stared directly into her eyes and then obviously gazed down, scanning first her cleavage and then down to her legs, now fully exposed by the two slits. After it was clear I had finished appraising her, my eyes returned to hers, I allowed my brows to rise in unspoken approval, and then I finally helped Orchid to her feet.

[orchid]

I was thankful that you seemed to approve of the dress and I was feeling very relaxed. I giggled gleefully when you told me to twirl around for you and I felt like a model as I turned for your inspection.

As if in slow motion, I felt the turbulence hit and felt myself falling as I completely lost my balance. There was nothing I could do to stop it and I landed in an uncerimonious heap at your feet.

My face flooded red with embarrassment and I looked up at you with wide eyed shock. I started to stammer our an apology, "Oh....oh no, Mr. Mason....I...." and then I realized that my hand was resting on your crotch. My embarrassment renewed and I immediately tried to grab my hand away.

I felt your hands grab onto me and thankful, I went to rise but it was almost as if you were holding me there. But that's not possible, I thought, trying to toss the idea from my head and focus on getting up instead. I felt like I was full of lead and I looked up at you again.

You were looking directly into my eyes and a new heat flooded through me as I could see something there that I couldn't quite place. I felt uncomfortable and something else, all together unfamiliar all at once. I grew indignant at your blatant once over of me as your eyes travelled down my body but just as quickly as the feeling came, it passed, and it was again replaced by the unfamiliar heat.

I flushed with embarrassment as your eyes returned to mine and you helped me up.

I quickly turned away, trying to regain my composure and get my feelings under control. I didn't know what was happening to me. Was it possible that my boss had just given me a very obvious once over? It couldn't be? And what was with this undeniable feeling of heat that was burning inside me. I shook my head and turned back to face you, putting on a brave face that really did nothing to hide my obvious confusion, I realized quickly that I couldn't face you and I lowered my eyes to the floor.

"Oh Mr Mason, I am so sorry, Sir. I don't know what happened.....I..." I let my voice trail off as I stood there. I found myself hoping that you were not angry with me and then, with some surprise, I realized that I was also hoping with all my might that you were pleased with what you saw when you raked your eyes over my body.

[Ozme52]

“Quite alright my dear, nothing to be embarrassed about. I can understand your attraction to me…” I let the tenor of my voice add to the meaning of the words as if I believed she had done it on purpose.

“No harm done.” That should put her a bit on tilt. Before she could recover I asked her to get out her PDA and take a memo, which I dictated to her. I spoke very quickly so that she had to put her whole concentration on the task and so that she should definitely falter a bit. My intent was to keep her off balance, not give her too much of an opportunity to evaluate her now deteriorating position as I continued to slowly modify the relationship from employer-employee to master-submissive.

In the meantime the flight steward brought some coffee for us. I raised my eyebrows in question to him and he nodded his assent. I watched as Orchid took in the hot brew, which had been liberally laced with a dose of cantharis… Spanish Fly. As soon as the coffee worked its wonders and filled her bladder, she would begin to feel the constant irritation and heating up of her genitals.

“Don’t drink too much coffee my dear, I’ve been told the lav is out of order.” I smirked as it became obvious she began to grow uncomfortable.

It wasn’t long however, before we arrived at the private airport servicing the equally private estate of our client. Orchid was obviously surprised when she realized we had not landed at a public airport and more so when the limo that picked us up took us straight to a mansion house. We were shown upstairs and taken to a suite, one that I had specifically requested.

“The east bedroom is yours Orchid. Unpack and freshen up. We meet with the client in 20 minutes. I took my bag into the “west bedroom” which really wasn’t a bedroom at all. I smiled as I perused the well-furnished playroom. Perfect.

I returned to the suite’s salon, turned on the large plasma screen and cycled it until I once again had a view of Orchid… and waited. When she was at her obviously most vulnerable, I went in to the bedroom demanding to know what was taking her so long.

[Ozme52]

..

[orchid]

I just couldn't seem to keep things straight in my mind...my obvious attraction to you?? It had seemed to me that it was the other way around but there was no denying that I did find myself melting under your gaze. I couldn’t make sense of any of it my mind. There was no time to dwell on it though as you rapidly fired off a memo that had my head reeling trying to keep up.

The coffee was a welcome relief until I realized that I would not be able to go to the washroom. I grew uncomfortable, as I had to go to the washroom, and the more I thought about it, the hotter I grew between my legs. I sat still, with my legs crossed, until we landed at a private airport and were whisked away in a limo.

As much as I wanted to, I could not seem to enjoy it, as the thought of finding a washroom was forefront in my mind. We pulled up to a beautiful mansion estate that took my breath away and, momentarily at least; my mind was distracted from the urge to expel the coffee and the burning heat between my legs.

You directed me to a room and relieved to finally be alone for a moment, I quickly tossed my useless suitcase aside and entered the washroom. When I had thankfully relieved myself, I went back to the bedroom to dig out my makeup. I approached an antique vanity table and displayed my toiletries. I pulled out the stool and sat down, reaching for my face powder.

As I leaned forward, I caught my own reflection in the mirror and I gasped. My face was flushed with a becoming blush and my hair had become tousled with the fall in the plane. Once more the heat between my legs made itself known as the thought flashed through my head that I looked like I had just climbed out of bed after a marathon sex session. The heat grew into a licking fire, and my breathing increased as I reapplied my make up, going a little heavier than normal, partly because I was feeling absolutely wanton and partly because that is what I considered normal for an evening meeting.

I quickly looked around and then smiled at my reflection in the mirror, pleased with what I saw. I stood and then realizing that I didn't know where we were meeting the client, I decided I would wait here until you came to get me. I smoothed the skirt of the dress I had put on, on the plane and sat on the edge of the bed to wait.

As I waited, I replayed the entire trip so far in my mind and as I ran over the part where you had greedily run your eyes over me, I experienced a stab of desire that shot right through my entire body and ended with an agonizing throb in my pussy. I couldn't help myself, I laid back on the bed and slipped my hand into my lace thong and slowly ran my finger over my soaking wet pussy and my clit, which was begging for attention.

I sighed deeply as I set into the rhythm that I knew so well...

I didn't even hear the door open as you came in and I was shocked out of my sensual daydream when I heard your voice demanding to know what was taking me so long! I jumped and ripped my hand from my needy pussy, groaning audibly but unknown to me, as I sat up. My face flushed a deep crimson and I quickly stood and walked over to your side, not saying a word. What could I say? There was no way to explain it. I stood there, shaking with fear of reprisal and embarrassed to my very core.

[orchid]

I just couldn't seem to keep things straight in my mind...my obvious attraction to you?? It had seemed to me that it was the other way around but there was no denying that I did find myself melting under your gaze. I couldn’t make sense of any of it my mind. There was no time to dwell on it though as you rapidly fired off a memo that had my head reeling trying to keep up.

The coffee was a welcome relief until I realized that I would not be able to go to the washroom. I grew uncomfortable, as I had to go to the washroom, and the more I thought about it, the hotter I grew between my legs. I sat still, with my legs crossed, until we landed at a private airport and were whisked away in a limo.

As much as I wanted to, I could not seem to enjoy it, as the thought of finding a washroom was forefront in my mind. We pulled up to a beautiful mansion estate that took my breath away and, momentarily at least; my mind was distracted from the urge to expel the coffee and the burning heat between my legs.

You directed me to a room and relieved to finally be alone for a moment, I quickly tossed my useless suitcase aside and entered the washroom. When I had thankfully relieved myself, I went back to the bedroom to dig out my makeup. I approached an antique vanity table and displayed my toiletries. I pulled out the stool and sat down, reaching for my face powder.

As I leaned forward, I caught my own reflection in the mirror and I gasped. My face was flushed with a becoming blush and my hair had become tousled with the fall in the plane. Once more the heat between my legs made itself known as the thought flashed through my head that I looked like I had just climbed out of bed after a marathon sex session. The heat grew into a licking fire, and my breathing increased as I reapplied my make up, going a little heavier than normal, partly because I was feeling absolutely wanton and partly because that is what I considered normal for an evening meeting.

I quickly looked around and then smiled at my reflection in the mirror, pleased with what I saw. I stood and then realizing that I didn't know where we were meeting the client, I decided I would wait here until you came to get me. I smoothed the skirt of the dress I had put on, on the plane and sat on the edge of the bed to wait.

As I waited, I replayed the entire trip so far in my mind and as I ran over the part where you had greedily run your eyes over me, I experienced a stab of desire that shot right through my entire body and ended with an agonizing throb in my pussy. I couldn't help myself, I laid back on the bed and slipped my hand into my lace thong and slowly ran my finger over my soaking wet pussy and my clit, which was begging for attention.

I sighed deeply as I set into the rhythm that I knew so well...

I didn't even hear the door open as you came in and I was shocked out of my sensual daydream when I heard your voice demanding to know what was taking me so long! I jumped and ripped my hand from my needy pussy, groaning audibly but unknown to me, as I sat up. My face flushed a deep crimson and I quickly stood and walked over to your side, not saying a word. What could I say? There was no way to explain it. I stood there, shaking with fear of reprisal and embarrassed to my very core.

[orchid]

((sorry for the delay - it wouldn't let me post last night!))

[Ozme52]

I caught her struggling to make her irritated vagina cum, her groan of frustration as she bolted upright, and the look in her eyes, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, expecting the worst.

The front panel of her dress had furled and tangled around one leg exposing the other leg up past her hip and the front of her thong, damp and barely opaque, the cleft of her pussy clearly displayed. I grabbed her arm as she walked up to me and could feel her body trembling.

“This is very disappointing…”

Orchid’s face flushed deeply and she averted her eyes. Her posture told me she was ready, but it didn’t matter, I had held myself in check all too long. I levered her arm to bring Orchid directly in front of me and then over my knees as I sat down onto the edge of the bed. Her body contested with her mind as her reflexes said danger but her mind said compliance. Then she settled down, both mind and body appeared ready to accept punishment for keeping me waiting.

I unhooked the back panel of the skirt and tossed it aside. The back of the thong, hidden from my view offered no protection for her bare ass.

“One!”

The spanking went on, longer than I originally intended but Orchid’s ass was made for this. It quickly took on a warm glow and I could hear her barely audible grunts as the each stroke heated her butt and spread into her core. It wasn’t long before she was struggling to change her position, presenting the plane of her pussy directly to my hand, and even less time before she was groaning her pleasure as she neared the orgasm I had so abruptly interrupted.

That’s when I stopped and let her slide off, between my knees to the floor. She looked up at me, her breathing labored.

I stood and began unbuttoning my shirt.

[orchid]

My heart sunk as I heard your words, “This is most disappointing…”
I expected more of a lecture from you but instead, you caught me completely off guard, pulling me onto your lap and removing the back panel of my skirt before I even knew what hit me. “This is ridiculous,” I thought to myself as I landed across your lap, “surely he doesn’t mean to…”

My thought was interrupted as I discovered that you did indeed intend to spank me as your hand landed hotly on my ass and you counted off the first stroke.

I struggled in vain and quickly realized that I was not going anywhere. As the heat of the spanking set in, I began to notice another feeling, one of pure pleasure. Confused, I quieted in your lap and let the feeling wash over me as you continued.

I began to squirm as the pleasure intensified and I began that slow climb towards the orgasm I so desperately desired. “What is wrong with me?” I asked myself, even as my breaths came in gasps and I wriggled under you, urging my orgasm on.

Suddenly, as I was just completely abandoning myself to the crest of my orgasm, I felt myself slide off your lap and I landed once more in a heap at your feet.

Fury boiled inside me as I looked up at you and came somewhat, if temporarily, to my senses. “How dare you?” I demanded as I watched you unbutton your shirt in what I considered a very presumptuous move.

I pushed myself towards standing as I sputtered and spit out, “You should have knocked!” My ranting quieted as you finished unbuttoning your shirt and my eyes came to rest on your muscular chest and flat, 6-pack stomach. I was kneeling up with my face at your waist level as an animal lust drove through me and I raised my hand to lightly trace my fingers along your stomach muscles.

I sighed dreamily before I once more remembered where I was and whom I was with. “You can’t do this…. it’s just not right,” I cried out as I pulled my hand away from you. I put my hands on my left knee and started to press on it in an attempt to raise myself to standing…

[Ozme52]

…it’s just not right”

She had almost let herself go. Oh well, I thought, some are harder than others. I put a hand on Orchid’s shoulder, stopping her attempt to stand. I stepped closer so that I was fully looming over her, almost straddling her, my crotch close to her face.

“You’ve already given yourself away Orchid. You want this… you need this more than you realize.”

That quieted her for a moment as I stooped and took hold of one of her hands. She tried to tug it back, but feebly. I pulled more firmly and she gave in. I reached under the bed; easily finding the open box our host had left there, and removed a set of leather cuffs. Orchid’s eyes widened but for the most part, she didn’t resist as I slipped it over her hand and snugged it down tight. I half turned her body, pulled her other hand around behind her and cuffed her other wrist, took up the slack and clipped the D-rings to each other.

“On your feet girl!” I steadied Orchid as she got up. I don’t know if she was still in a daze from the earlier soporifics I had given her, had already entered some state of sub space, or just confused about what she really wanted. Whatever the cause, Orchid was being compliant as I walked her out of the bedroom, through the suite’s common room and toward my “bedroom.”

Her eyes gaped as I led her into the playroom. I’m not sure if the noise she made was a gasp, a sigh, a moan, or some combination of the three.

I made her kneel next to the whipping post and clipped her cuffs to one of the leg chains. I walked over to the small open closet, slipping my shirt off and dropping it to the floor. I stepped out of my loafers, unclasped my pants and let them drop as well. My back was to her but I could see in one of the many mirrors that Orchid was watching. I stepped into a pair of comfortable black boots and donned a leather vest. Patting the pockets, I was pleased to find they had already been loaded with some of the tools I would be using.

I turned and faced Orchid. I knew I was already smiling, though I wouldn’t have claimed it was a benign smile.

[orchid]

Confusion rained through my very soul as my emotions fought with each other. My boss had caught me masturbating and then spanked me for it...and, if I was being honest with myself I had to admit that while I was thoroughly embarrassed, somewhat frightened, and feeling very haughty towards you, at the moment, I was also throbbing with desire.

What did you mean I had already given myself away? Oh my God, I thought as a new realization hit me. You must know I was fantasizing about you while I was masturbating. So lost was I in thought that I barely had the sense to struggle as you clipped my arms behind me in the leather cuffs.

My mind raced as you walked me out of the room. My mind was telling me that this was just not right. You are my boss. This was way past crossing the line. Yet somewhere it didn't seem to matter. I felt...anxious...wondering...

A small groan escaped my throat and my eyes widened when we entered the playroom. My eyes darted quickly around the room and took in all the implements and equipment contained therein. A stab of heat shot through my body and shook me to the very core as my sexual awareness heightened beyond anything I had ever experienced.

I knelt when you asked me to and let you fasten my wrists to the post without struggle. My breath came quicker as I watched you undress. I tried to keep my eyes hidden by shaking my hair down to cover the sides of my face. When I thought I was suitably hidden, I unabashedly drank my fill of you, and a blush crept into my cheeks as the fantasies I had been masturbating too grew more vivid in my mind. I fidgeted slightly trying to ease the ache that was pounding between my legs.

I gasped and jerked my head up to meet your gaze as you turned around. For the first time, pure fear struck my heart, and I struggled violently to pull my hands loose from the cuffs. Seeing the smile on your face chilled me to the bone as I realized that you were about to do anything you wanted to me and I was powerless to stop you with my hands cuffed.

I turned my head to the side and let my hair fall over my face, wishing that it would sheild me. Tears filled my eyes and threatened to escape. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself but it was to no avail.

"What do you want from me?" I cried out as a sob broke from my throat. "Please don't hurt me...."

[Ozme52]

”Please don’t hurt me…”

“But you’ve been disobedient… and very very naughty Orchid.”

I waited while I watched the tears well up in her eyes and spill over. A single teardrop, trailing down her cheek. It was exquisite!! A sob, a whimper, sub audible, her delicate throat quivered as she all but swallowed the sound before it was made.

I took her chin in my hand and tilted her gaze up. The liquid in her eyes escaped and raced down her cheeks.

“What shall I do with you? What punishment would be fitting for such a naughty girl? Masturbating on the job, masturbating without permission.”

More tears followed the trail already blazed.

My cock thickened… elongated… and began to drip lubricant onto her thighs.

[orchid]

My mind and my body were at war with each other. My mind was screaming that this was all wrong! It was asking, how could you possibly think that I would ever ask your permission to masturbate? What right did you have to treat me like an unruly child? But my body was betraying me and even as I questioned what was happening, my body was responding with a sexual heat unlike any I had ever felt before.

I quieted some as your hand cupped my chin and turned my face upwards to you. I was touched by the gentle gesture and once again, a wave of feelings for you washed through me.

As I watched your cock grow and extend towards me, I gulped back my sobs and stared at it, entranced. At that precise moment, I knew...

I didn't know how to explain it and my thoughts were jumbled in my mind but clear as day I knew...I knew that I would do anything to redeem myself in your eyes again. A flash of adoration shot through me and as the warmth of pure affection washed over me, I lifted my eyes to yours once again and I whispered to you,

"Teach me..."

[Ozme52]

“Open…” Orchid’s lips parted and enveloped the end of my cock as I slid it forward,

“Obedience begets freedom Orchid. Learn to be obedient and you free yourself of your inhibitions.” Orchid succumbed to her submissive needs and began laving my cock with her tongue, alternately wetting the head and sucking it dry. Each stroke a little deeper into her mouth, a little more friction against her cheeks, a little more suction as her cheeks alternately tightened and loosened as she drew me in.

I stroked her hair giving her direction and encouragement.

My organ became fully engorged with blood as I slowly approached the limits of my control…

“Good girl Orchid.” Her face was a mix of lust and desire and almost made me lose my resolve. I wanted to spend in her mouth and down her throat… but not quite yet. I pulled myself free, tilted her face upwards and gazed down into her liquid eyes.

“My very good girl.” I unhooked her hands from the leg shackle, helped her to her feet, and guided her to the horse. I helped her mount and straddle the padded leather bench and secured her legs to the knee rests. I freed her hands and likewise secured her arms to the arm pads. I slipped an eyeless domino mask over her face so that she would not be distracted by her surroundings.

[orchid]

I took a deep, shuddery breath as you slipped the mask on to me, plunging me into darkness. My body was tingling with anticipation as I carefully tested the restraints and realized that I was shackled good.

Vulnerability took over and I trembled as I waited for whatever was next.

Jumbled thoughts still ran through my mind. I was on a business trip - the absurdity of it struck me and I let out a nervous laugh and then quieted again as I remembered the feeling of peace that had come over me as I remebered the feel of your cock in my mouth. New desire shot through me and I licked my lips nervously as I sat, waiting....

[Ozme52]

I released the brake and Orchid gave a small squeal as the horse rebalanced itself to her weight. As it settled down I began turning the crank, slowly lowering her head and raising her ass until it was well above her shoulders…

I locked the mechanism in place. A lever released the center pad so I could reach between Orchid’s legs and under her stomach. I removed the remaining front panel of her dress. I allowed my fingers to trace along the plain of her belly and lightly brush her exposed vulva and then drug the material out from between her legs, letting it caress her sex along the way.

[orchid]

MY heart thudded in my chest as I felt myself almost floating as the horse readjusted itself. My breathing grew deeper as my mind raced with the possibilities.

My stomach quivered under your touch and I jerked involuntarily at your caress. I could feel the cool air kissing my skin as you removed the front panel of my dress. A guttural moan formed in my throat as I readied myself for what I was sure would be a complete onslaught of my senses.

As you pulled the fabric between my legs, the soft material brushed against my clit, pushing me over the edge in my excitement. 'Ohhhhh please," I moaned, "please...."

[Ozme52]

I cupped Orchid’s sex with my hand, feeling the heat emanate from her core. One finger easily parted her now slick lips and felt for the nubbin of erect flesh that was her clit and slowly manipulated the protective hood of skin that covered it. She was very hot and very receptive. I could hear the air rushing in between her teeth as she sucked in a gasp.

I wanted to stick my finger up into her but managed to control my patience. I laid a flogger along her back, she arched as she felt the soft leather strips drape across her skin. I laid the handle along her spine.

“Don’t let it fall to the floor Orchid.” Orchid could hardly contain herself, small spasms of activity quaked along her torso as she both tried to control herself and press herself upward for more contact. I stepped around to her side, she could now just glimpse me in her peripheral vision. My cock was well engorged and swung as I moved. I reveled in the weightiness of it. I pulled a clip from the vest pocket and let Orchid see it.

I pulled the flesh of her tit from the remains of her dress, the material pulled down easily enough. Her nipple was already hardening from her excitement and the added cool air made it positively crinkle… a small tug between my fingers elicited another gasp and then a moan as I slowly closed the clip over the distended flesh. Her body shuddered as I released the remaining tension from my fingers allowing the clip to fully tighten.

I stepped around to the other side and began to repeat the whole process with her other tit. Orchid’s body shuddered along with her rasping breath. She was descending into the throes of her pleasure. Her body was far more animated this time as I grasped the bulk of her breast and removed it from its encumbrance. I pulled just a bit harder to distend her nipple and grabbed just a bit more flesh with the second clip. Orchid’s breathing grew even more labored.

I stooped in front of Orchid and lifted her chin. I kissed her on the lips and parted them with my tongue. She opened her mouth and I kissed her deeply.

Then I moved back behind her and gathered the flogger from her back, letting the leather thongs drag over her full backside.

“Ready?”

[orchid]

Oh he is magnificent, I thought as you moved yourself into my side view. I almost drooled at the sight of your rigid cock bouncing freely as you approached me.

My eyes widened when you pulled out the nipple clamps and my thoughts faltered back again....oh what was I getting myself into? It was on the tip of my tongue to scream as loud as I could, "Nooooooo" but the touch of your lips on mine stopped me.

As you deepened the kiss, my head began to swim and my whole body responded. I moaned in dispute as you pulled away from me but to my despair, you did not return your mouth to mine.

I bit my lip and sucked in my breath slowly, trying to ease the exquisite pain in my nipples and be brave. Whimpering, I moaned, "I'm ready...."

[Ozme52]

I began flogger’s journey upon Orchid’s round upturned bottom. Nothing hard but her body shook deliciously as her skin slowly warmed to a rosy flush. The leather whips splashed against her skin over and over again. It wasn’t long before it seemed like she was trying to rise to meet the flogger’s caress.

Orchid’s breath was ragged and unsteady as the small whimpers turned to moans. My cock hardened as I saw her reactions to the whipping, as her own lust mounted. I knew that it wouldn’t be long before she was molten inside… and her need would drive her senseless for me.

I took a moment to ‘test the waters’ so to speak. Reaching between Orchid’s legs I could feel the heat radiate from her. She literally dripped her lust into the palm of my hand and I could smell her sexy aroma wafting into my nose. I breathed it in between my lips and tasted it on my palate, like a fine wine.

I moved my attention to Orchid’s thighs, first the right, whipping alternately the outside, inside, up the back, and down again.
Outside,
Inside,
Up and
Down.

Then the left thigh,
Outer,
Inner,
Up behind and
Down again,
Out,
In,
Up,
Down.

Two or three stokes on her butt to keep it rosy and then back to her thighs. The pattern established and relentless, but never any harder, just the continuous lashing that fired her skin.

Only her pussy remained untouched between her waist and knees.
Orchid gasped with every upstroke and
Moaned with each lost opportunity...
Until I was sure,
Positive she was riding the advancing edge of her long denied orgasm…

I slapped the release mechanism that held her ass high on the horse and as it rebalanced itself, as her ass came down,
I aimed,
Penetrated and
Stroked my meat deep into her.

[orchid]

I carefully released my lip from my teeth and let out a soft sigh as the flogger slowly warmed my skin. It was not near as bad as I had expected it to be and the more I thought about, the more I found myself enjoying the sensual kiss of the leather on my skin.

As you continued, I felt myself waiting for it, wanting it and at last, straining to try to raise up and meet it. For the first time since my interview with you, my mind was not racing with conflicting messages. It was blissfully silent but for one thought, "More."

I moaned my approval as you moved from my ass to my thighs and I wished with all my might that would place some attention on my dripping pussy. I wanted to beg for it but I couldn't seem to find my voice.

Suddenly, I felt the horse loosen and fall, as my ass came down from it's high, flogging position. I drew in a sharp breath, a feeling of disappointment running through me as the rythmic slap against my skin stopped.

As I landed in position, I didn't even time to wonder what was next. A primal scream ripped from my lips as you plunged into me and orgasm exploded.

[Ozme52]

The spasming muscles gripped and massaged my rod from one end to the other and back again. At the far end of her vagina I could feel her cervix brushing up and down across the head of my penis, all the while her engorged lips pulsed and tugged and milked at my cock.

As Orchid’s orgasm began to subside, I suddenly withdrew and plunged in again and again, hammering the exposed plane of her pussy, balls slapping her lips and clit, cock head banging into her cervix, my hands and fingertips left white impressions on her rosy butt as I slaked my lust with her body.

Orchid’s body convulsed anew as she rocketed from one high to the next to the next.

[orchid]

I screamed in sweet agony as my body continued exploding in orgasm after orgasm. Never in my life had I experienced such a thing.

Unaware of my actions, I alternately tugged against the restraints and used them to push myself back onto you.

I couldn't think, I couldn't do anything but feel the exquisite release my body was going through. My stomach spasmed, my legs twitched, my eyes filled with sweet tears and I cried out until I was hoarse as I felt your rod slicing into me.

Finally, drained of all energy, my body slackened in the restraints. My cries turned to barely audible whimpers and my head hung limply forward as I panted, trying to catch my breath.

[Ozme52]

I could feel orchid's cervix brushing my cockhead in time with her heavy breathing as she sought to gather her control. I reluctantly eased out of her, satisfied but still thick and heavy, her inner lips gave me a final stroking as I slid out from between them. The air cooled me off as her juice evaporated into the room.

I released orchid's legs and then her arms and helped her to her feet... and clipped the cuffs together behind her back.

I helped her into a pair of high heeled pumps and tied the front panel of her dress around her waist. The heels arched her calf perfectly and made her ass flex in a throughly pert manner. With her arms cuffed behind her back, her tits were also proudly presented and I couldn't help caress them once more... and pinch her nipples into hardened points.

I helped her out of the playroom, through the suite, and out the door into the hallway.

"Time for dinner."

[orchid]

My head was swimming in the aftermath of the forceful orgasms that had ripped through me and I felt weak, as well as thoroughly satisfied. I leaned heavily against you, without the strength to put up any resistance to your ministrations.

I didn't even notice the makeshift skirt you had fashioned out of the panel of the original dress I had on. In fact, until you started to manouver me out of the room, I didn't notice anything.

I was jolted back to reality as I felt your fingers tweak my nipples and I moaned in appreciation as a new surge of electricity ran through my still sensitive body.

As we began to leave the room, I had to concentrate fully not to topple over in the high heels. I was struggling with my thoughts, trying to figure out exactly what had happened and where you were taking me.

"Time for supper," I heard you say, through the daze that was in my mind. I shook my head as if to clear it and stopped dead in my tracks, bracing my knees solidly as I looked at you incredulously.

"What?" I demanded, "I'm not going anywhere like this..." I pulled my shoulders back, trying to free myself from your grip on my arm as I glared your way.

I felt so confused! My mind was fighting everything even as my body and heart were responding in favour of it.

I shrugged my shoulder one more time, trying to wrest free of you as I waited for some sort of explanation to come....

[Ozme52]

"What? I'm not going anywhere like this..."

Orchid tried to struggle free of my grip but it only earned her a heavy swat on her exposed behind. Her flesh, still sensitive from the earlier flogging immediately flushed from the impact... the handprint easily identifiable in the well lit hallway.

"Do I need to teach you a lesson? Right here in the hallway?" . No sooner out of my mouth than another couple exited their suite. The woman was cinched into a corset and wore high leather boots. Her hands were likewise bound behind her. What made orchid's eyes widen was no doubt the head harness and reins she wore. The man following her, dressed in a leather vest and chaps and sporting an erection, guided the ponygirl down the hall with the reins.

"Need some help?" I could feel orchid react to the man's leering question, directed to me. I raised my brow at his rude behavior. He shrugged, flipped the reins and his girl continued down the hall.

I gave orchid another swat that started her down the hall behind them.

"We don't want to keep our host waiting."

[orchid]

The stinging slap on my still sensitive ass caused me to cry out a little bit as I shot a glare at you. Teach me a lesson, indeed, I thought as I stared incredulously at you. If I had not been in the situation, I would have laughed out loud at such a statement.

Blushing furiously, I recalled what had just taken place and I felt my pussy moisten again at the memory. Embarrassed, I decided to keep my silence lest you discover the extent of my arousal.

I was shocked when a door opened and a woman exited, dressed as a pony. He who followed her caused my skin to crawl as he paraded himself behind her with his erection bobbing as he walked. I instinctively stepped behind you and slouched my shoulders forwards to shield myself from the jeering stare of the creep. I breathed a sigh of relief as he directed his ponygirl down the hall as I peeked out around your arm and watched them disappear down the hallway.

I was startled by a second slap to my behind, forceful enough to cause me to take a step forward. Disgusted by the creep and his ponygirl, but strangely curious about this place, I placed one foot in front of the other and began to slowly make my way down the hall.

As I walked, I thought about my predicament and I wondered what was in store for me. I didn't know what this place was or who this mysterious host was. I wondered briefly if this was the client you had talked about earlier. Fear sliced through me as my imagination took hold and I wondered if this whole job and business trip was all an elaborate ruse. My breath came quicker as my thoughts continued. If it was so, in less than 24 hours you had successfully conned me into thinking I had landed my dream job, stolen my clothes, kidnapped me and now held me hostage in this place and no one would be expecting to hear from me for days yet. To my friends and family, I was away on business. Certainly they would think nothing of not hearing from me, assuming I was busy learning my new responsibilities.

I felt my anxiety reaching a frenzied height as my thoughts continued down this road. I could hear the rhythmic slap of the reigns as the man in front of us continued to urge his ponygirl to an unknown destination. The click of my high heels on the floor echoed in my ears. My vision blurred as frightened tears welled up in my eyes. The uncertainty of what was waiting at the end of this hall was overwhelming.

The man turned around and taunted me with another stare. This time I did not have you to hide behind as you were following behind me with your hand ready incase I needed another swat to keep going. His beady eyes raked over my exposed upper body and his tongue snaked out of his mouth to lick his lips as he ogled my pert and breasts and hardened nipples.

I slowed my pace slightly as he continued to appraise me. I did not want to get too close but the crack of your hand on my reddened behind had me yelping and stepping forward once more. He laughed as you spanked me and allowed his eyes to roam over my flat stomach to my barely concealed sex that peeked out from under the makeshift skirt you had fastened around my waist. I saw his eyes light up with glee as he noticed the juices that were trailing down my thighs, offering undisputable proof of my recent use and now seemingly constant state of arousal.

He lifted his gaze again and blew a kiss to me before nodding in appreciation at you. "She'd make a fine filly," he spit out and laughed again as he turned around and urged his ponygirl around a corner.

I let out a sigh of relief as he left my sight and I turned my head to look up at you. “Mr Mason, please,” I began. “Please tell me what you want from me?” I trembled slightly, still afraid of what the answer would be. “What is this place,” I pleaded.

[Ozme52]

“Mr Mason, please,” orchid's body literally shook with trepidation as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"Orchid, what I want from you is total submission. I know that deep within you that's what you want too. Your pussy drips in anticipation of submitting to me again. I can smell it." I cupped orchid's mound, slipped my finger between her lips... it came away wet. I put it to her lips.

"Taste it and tell me I'm wrong."

I gripped a handful of orchid's hair and tilted her head back, forcing her to look up into my eyes. I brushed my finger across her mouth.

"This place? This place is where you will learn how to submit... one way or another..." I pushed her forward again, around the corner and into the dining hall.

There was a hitching post with a few pony girls and boys tied up. A pair of draft ponyboys was dragging a cart filled with "feed" from the kitchen to the hitching post. Elsewhere a number of serving girls were bringing drinks to the various guests. I saw Sir Cecil, our host, talking to some his guests. I wandered over, pushing orchid before me.

"Orchid, You're to kneel down, keep your eyes averted, and don't speak unless spoken to and only if I give you permission to answer."

Cecil nodded hello to me as he continued to discourse on the pros and cons of corporal punishment as practiced in English schools.

"Ah Matt, Good to see you again." Cecil greeted me with a broad smile. "Is this your new bodyservant?" I nodded.

"Well Sir Cecil, We're here to find out if she's able to fill that position." I replied. "If orchid here works out, I intend to promote angie to be my household steward. I'd like to send her to you for advanced household training. You always turn out the very best servants."

Orchid stood there listening to me, either in dismay or amazement. I looked her in the eyes and then glanced at the floor.

"orchid, have you already forgotten your instructions? Do you need a reminder?"

[orchid]

Your words ran through my head, almost as if in slow motion....total submission....as I was coming to terms with them, I felt your finger invade me once more and I quivered involuntarily.

My breath caught in my throat as you yanked my head back by my hair and a small cry of surprise escaped my lips even as more juice pooled in my pussy. Looking into your eyes as you rubbed your finger across my lips, I could see something there, something I was not accustomed to seeing. There was power there. Pure, raw power mixed with a sexuality that was dark and dangerous and exciting to me. Very slowly, because I thought it would please you....and I realized, almost in an epiphany, that I wanted to please you, very badly...I flickered my tongue out and ran it along my bottom lip, tasting my own juices as you had suggested.

The spell was broken as you pushed me forwards into the dining hall. I gasped in awe as we entered, my eyes rapidly scanning the room trying to take it all in.

Nerves set in as you pushed me forwards and issued instructions to me. I was in awe of this man you called Sir Cecil, for it was immediately apparent that he was the one in charge here, and that intimidated me somewhat.

At your prompting, I managed to pull my gaze at Sir Cecil and turned it to you instead. I was on sensory overload, there was so much going on around me and I was struggling to keep up with it all. What had you asked me, I wondered as I continued to stare at you blankly.

The moment grew uncomfortable before I suddenly remembered the instructions you had issued me. "I'm sorry," I whispered as my memory regained itself. Immediately I lowered my eyes to the floor and knelt beside you.

[Ozme52]

"My pet here is in that perfect place if you have an appreciation of untrained talent. She is conflicted between her desire and what her previous experiences have taught her." Cecil nodded his understanding. I could see that his interest in orchid had been piqued, but ever the good host, I knew he would not press to use orchid, at least not this weekend.

"Well, she is certainly a pretty little thing isn't she. You have a good eye Matt." I thanked Cecil.

"I'd like to collar her tonight. Would you do me the honor of serving as witness?" Cecil's eyes lit with delight as he accepted.

"Midnight I presume?" I nodded. One of Cecil's serving girls approached and kneeled before him, begged his leave and passed him a note on a small silver tray.

"Ah, it looks like dinner is about to be served." Cecil led the way into the dining room.

"Walk behind me orchid. Keep your eyes down."

The table, as was Cecil's wont, was ornately and oppulently set. I heard orchid's involuntary gasp. She must have raised her eyes in curiosity and I made a mental note to remember for later.

Cecil typically seated male and female dominants next to each other with our respective submissives to the left and right of us respectively. I heard another involuntary gasp as orchid realized she would be kneeling beside me, with her head below the level of the table.

There was a modest cushion for her knees and a simple place setting under my chair consisting of a crude pottery cup and plate. I was pleased to be seated next to Mistress Ophelia, who had a young woman in her service tonight. Ophelia and quite a few others had their slaves and submissives toss the cushions away, to be picked up by Cecil's staff. I let orchid keep her cushion and indicated she should kneel on it. Then I helped Ophelia take her seat and took mine. As we were at the far end of the table, there was no one next to orchid, leaving her the opportunity to take in her surroundings.

No doubt one of the things she noticed right away was that a number of the subs crawled under the table and began servicing their respective owners. Ophelia leaned over smiling and whispered in my ear.

"Your new girl is quite pretty. I thought you might appreciate it if we taught her by example." I wasn't sure what Ophelia meant until I realized her little subslave was between my legs, opening my leathers and drawing my cock into her mouth.

[orchid]

Listening intently to your conversation with Sir Cecil, I felt myself swell with a certain pride as you described me as being in the perfect place. I smiled, pleased with myself that you seemed to be happy with me.

Kneeling beside you like this, a calmness washed over me that allowed my mind to drift away from the conversation and all that was happening around me. As my senses took over, I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I could smell the pungent aroma of the leather you wore and I blushed warmly at the memory of the leather flogger as it kissed my skin. From somewhere outside of this memory came a niggling doubt, that voice of reason breaking in once more...this is your boss...this isn't right...you can't allow this to continue.... On and on it went until I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and shook my head to rid myself of the doubts. I knew my body and I knew that it was responding to these new demands with excitement. Willing myself back to that calmness, I asked myself what I wanted. The answer came to me without delay, and it was as simple as one word, This. I wanted this. Whatever this was, I promised myself that I would deal with each thing as it came.

At your command, I struggled to stand without the use of my still bound hands. Gaining my balance, I stood and followed you towards a table. Despite your directions otherwise, I could not help myself but to allow my eyes to peek out under my hair and take in my surroundings once more. This place was incredible. Pure extravagance every way one turned. I gasped in delight as I saw the ornate table at which we would be dining. Thinking of food, my stomach grumbled and I remembered that I had not eaten since breakfast. Oh I was famished. My excitement faded abruptly as we reached the table and you indicated that I was to kneel beside you.

I looked at you with pleading eyes but you were already helping the woman next to you into her seat. I sighed audibly, and lowered myself to the tiny cushion that had been placed there, for my comfort, I supposed. Dejected, I knelt but as I did I noticed that I was in such a position that I would be able to take in my surroundings without being observed. Keenly, I allowed my eyes to dart around the room, taking everything in.

My jaw dropped and my eyes stared in disbelief as some of those that were kneeling crawled under the table once the person they were with had been seated. I could not believe my eyes as several of them positioned themselves in front of the chairs and began performing sexual acts! Amazed, I could do nothing but continue to stare.

From the other side of the lady beside you, a pretty girl emerged and crawled past me. She caught my eye and winked as she smiled mischievously. Enthralled I watched her, wondering where she was going. I was surprised to see her stop and position herself in front of your chair. I was even more shocked to watch her reach up and unfasten your leather, releasing your cock. She looked at me once more, and with another wink, she engulfed you within her mouth.

I went numb. Then I saw red. Angry tears immediately filled my eyes and spilled over to run down my cheeks. What the hell was going on, I asked myself? Why was I reacting this way? Frustrated with myself and confused, I tore my gaze away from this girl, feasting on your cock, and hung my head. My shoulders shook slightly as I tried to hold in my sobs.

My thoughts raced a million miles a minute...was I jealous? It seemed unreal and yet, it was the only way I could describe what I was feeling. Sure, back at the office, all of us girls had serious crushes on you. You were Mr Mason, so handsome, and so nice to each of us as you passed by our desks each morning. My friends and I had spent countless lunches talking about the what-if's had we not been employed by you. And now, here I was, taken away by you and brought to this place. I ought to be overjoyed at the attention you were giving me, regardless of the fact that it was not the attention we had envisioned in our girlish daydreams.

I came to realize very quickly, that in this short amount of time, my feelings for you had grown. Part of it, I was sure, was a feeling of dependence - knowing that I had no idea where we were, what was coming and that you were the only person I knew here. The other part of it was something I still needed to examine but it had to do with the way that I responded to your touch and your commands and the knowledge that had come to me in the hallway earlier - I wanted to please you. Again I realized that I wanted this, whatever that meant.

Choking back my sobs and quieting myself, I raised my eyes once more to take in the action under the table. I looked slowly from each person to the next, allowing myself this opportunity to really see what was happening around me. Finally, I let my eyes rest on the girl that was enthusiastically sucking your cock. I wanted to push her away from you but I didn't dare. Instead, I turned my head and gazed up at you, my misery and internal struggle apparent on my face.

You were in the midst of an animated conversation with some of the other guests. I felt so alone as I knelt beside you, and I was seething with jealousy that another woman had you in her mouth. I was once again taken by surprise at the feelings that overflowed within me as I continued to gaze up at you. Struck with the force of a gale wind, I realized, I wanted you. I wanted you all to myself.

I cleared my throat quietly, hoping to gain your attention...

[Ozme52]

"Excuse me a moment." I turned away from Mistress Ophelia, reached down and grabbed a handful of orchid's hair near the back of her head.

"Didn't your daddy ever teach you to not interupt?" A rhetorical question at best.

"Or do I need to put you over my knee right here and give you a spanking?"

Mistress Ophelia hissed into my ear that that was a delightful idea. Her little subslave nodded her head up and down transmitting her agreement with that idea through my cock as she simultaneously took me deep into her thoat and tongued me balls.

Conversation around the table stopped as orchid, at least momentarily, became the center of attention. This was not a place to be inexperienced and the center of attention...

None-the-less, I eased my chair away from the table and pulled orchid up and over my lap. Ophelia's subslut sighed as I broke contact with her, but the excited gleam in her eyes gave away her excitement at having a "first row" seat.

[orchid]

I heard you excuse yourself from your conversation with the lady beside you and my heart leapt as I looked up at you expectantly. But as your fist closed over my hair and you hissed down at me, the feeling turned to fear.

I began to tremble as you threatened to put me over your lap and I emphatically shook my head no, to indicate that I did not need a spanking. My eyes beseeched you to no avail.

My heart thudded as you pushed your chair away from the table. As you yanked me up over your lap and I realized that you did, indeed, intend to give me a spanking right here, a cry tore from my lips as I struggled against what was coming. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Nooooo!," I cried, twisting and turning in your lap as much as I could with your strong arm pushing down on my shoulders, lowering my head towards the floor, and likewise, my ass up and nicely rounded in presentation. "Noooooooo!" I kicked my legs frantically as I pleaded. My head turned as I shook it from side to side and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the girl. My momentary joy at the realization that she was no longer fellating you disappeared as I caught the pure excitement in her eyes as she watched you manhandle me. Oh, how I hated her. I glared at her as she smiled with glee while watching.

I was stunned into momentary silence when your open hand came down hard on my exposed behind with a sharp CRACK. As the sting set in, it set me to struggling once more. "Owwww," I cried out followed by more pleading, "Noooo, noooo..."

[Ozme52]

Matt held orchid all the more tightly as his hand came down a second and third time. Each slap resounded through the dining hall as everyone's attention centered on the spectacle. Ophelia quickly got up and came around to orchid's head and secured a ball gag in orchid's mouth as her subslave managed to reach under orchid to tug on her nipples with one hand as she slowly tugged on my cock with the other.

"This continues until you quiet down." My hand rained down blows that made orchid's bottom cheeks turn rosy red as they bounced with each impact.

[orchid]

I continued to wriggle and cry out as the next two blows landed hotly against my skin and then abruptly, I was silenced as a ball gag was forced into my mouth. I tried to scream out with indignation with very unsatisfying results.

I glared at the girl under the table as she pulled hard on my nipples, causing me more pain to go with the spanking.

Through my rage, I heard your warning that this would continue until I quieted down. I was furious and my face was beet red from repeated attempts to scream around the gag. Tired and defeated, I finally let go and my body relaxed in collapse over your knee.

My stomach spasmed as I willed myself to stop crying. Embarrassed beyong belief, I let my head fall forward and closed my eyes. I couldn't bear to look any more, not even at the hateful girl that was still roughly yanking on my tender nipples.

[Ozme52]

The instant orchid finally relented, with the next stroke, instead of allowing it to rebound from her nicely resilient buttocks, I cupped and maintained contact with the nearer cheek.

My fingers invaded the cleft of her asscheeks and I pushed down, between and into orchid's sex. Despite her protestations, she was still, or once again, wet. Instant punishment for wrongdoing... Instant reward for good behavior.

Of course this meant I was finger fucking her in front of everyone who was just a moment before watching her punishment. I angled my fingers to displace a maximum volume, thereby causing loud sucking-squishing sounds to be heard from between her legs, announcing her arrousal to her audience.

As my fingers got wetter and wetter, I pushed deeper and deeper. Soon the tip of my thumb was invading her pussy. Then the first thumb-knuckle. I slowed the stroking, making each insertion more forceful until I was all but stopped. Then I pushed in with a relentless determination.

I heard a moan from orchid's throat...

I began to rotate my hand as I slowly pushed deeper.

Ophelia's eyes lit with uncontrollable lust as she watched, called her slave over, rolled her over on her back and sat on her face. The little subbie knew her duty and Ophelia moaned, "God's Teeth Matt. Give it all to her."

[Ozme52]

The instant orchid finally relented, with the next stroke, instead of allowing my hand to rebound from her nicely resilient buttocks, I cupped and maintained contact with the nearer cheek.

My fingers invaded the cleft of her asscheeks and I pushed down, between and into orchid's sex. Despite her protestations, she was still, or once again, wet. Instant punishment for wrongdoing... Instant reward for good behavior.

Of course this meant I was finger fucking her in front of everyone who was just a moment before watching her punishment. I angled my fingers to displace a maximum volume, thereby causing loud sucking-squishing sounds to be heard from between her legs, announcing her arrousal to her audience.

As my fingers got wetter and wetter, I pushed deeper and deeper. Soon the tip of my thumb was invading her pussy. Then the first thumb-knuckle. I slowed the stroking, making each insertion more forceful until I was all but stopped. Then I pushed in with a relentless determination.

I heard a moan from orchid's throat...

I began to rotate my hand as I slowly pushed deeper.

Ophelia's eyes lit with uncontrollable lust as she watched, called her slave over, rolled her over on her back and sat on her face. The little subbie knew her duty and Ophelia moaned, "God's Teeth Matt. Give it all to her."

[orchid]

Exhausted, I collapsed onto your lap, my breathing heavy over the ball gag. I flinched as I felt your hand smack down on me one more time. Just as quickly, a moan of appreciation formed in my throat as I felt your nimble hands snake down between my cheeks and into my ready pussy.

I was surprised to realize that despite my complete horror at being punished in front of all of these people, and my hatred and disgust of the other girl who had been pleasing you and torturing my tits, that my pussy had once again responded to your ministrations and was sopping wet with anticipation.

I felt light headed as I lay across your lap and enjoyed the feeling of your fingers toying with my flesh. Small sighs escaped around the confines of the gag as I felt my body relax completely. As you continued to manipulate my pussy with your fingers, I grew more and more relaxed until suddenly, I felt you push harder, stretching me almost uncomfortably wide.

A moan stuck in my throat as I heard the lady's voice, urging you to give me more. My eyes flew open and I began to struggle once more with the realization that I was still being watched and that you were trying to insert your entire fist into me! I whimpered and squirmed in your lap, shaking my head as an indication that I did not want this. But my movements only seemed to give you more access as I felt your hand pushing further.

My whimpers turned to outright cries of shock and pain, still muffled, and I thought that surely I would stretch no more. With all the strength I had, I lifted my head from the ground and straightened myself across you, twisting to look directly at you. My eyes were full of questions, fear and pain. I held your gaze for only a moment and then collapsed once more.

[Ozme52]

orchid's whole body stiffened and almost dislodged me but when she collapsed in submission, everything opened up and my hand poppep past the last thumb knuckle with an ease that amazed me.

Once inside I began successive stroking of the spongy flesh that was her G-spot. Ophelia removed the gag and began kissing her face and cheeks. Several other guests sent their own slaves to minister to orchid's body.

Soon a half dozen people were stroking all of orchid's sensitive parts.

[orchid]

The pain I felt as your hand entered me completely was soon replaced with a gnawing heat that built slowly as you stroked inside of me. My mind had given up any hope that you had been able to read the message in my eyes but it didn't seem to matter anymore, as I grew more relaxed with each passing stroke you made.

I felt immediate relief when the lady removed the ball gag from my mouth and I took a moment to look at her and smile gratefully. I was shocked back to reality as she leaned in and placed a kiss directly on my lips, running her tongue along them. I jerked back, surprised at my first female kiss, but it didn't stop her as she leaned in and kissed me again, leaving little trail marks with her tongue on my cheeks, neck and lips.

I was still adjusting to these new sensations when I felt more hands touching me. Someone was tugging on my tender tits, and I felt hands rubbing up and down my legs and inner thighs. I stiffened once more, unsure of myself and this situation. I struggled to turn and look at you, but the lady who I had heard you call Ophelia, would not let go of my head as she continued to kiss and nibble at me.

Sensing that she would be my best hope, I looked her right in the eye and whispered, "please....no more...."

[Ozme52]

I heard the whispered plea and slowly removed my hand.

"Enough!" The various attentive hands and lips slowed and stopped their respective ministrations.

I rebound orchid's hands in front of her and attached a small leash with which I could lead her. Set her on her feet. And led her away.

"Follow me..."

I began walked off back to our room contemplating how to quickly break this girl lest I lose her upon our return to the mundane world.

[orchid]

I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard your command. It was immediately followed by a sense of loss as all the hands and mouths suddenly disappeared, leaving me dripping with a desire that needed release. I shook my head slowly, as if in a daze, as I tried to figure out what was happening to me.

Gratefully, I followed you out of the room. When we were alone in the hall, I whispered, "Thank you..."

[Ozme52]

I led her back to the suite. Instead of taking her to the playroom for punishment, I thought I'd try a different tact. She had previously responded well to light punishment and poorly to the public domination, twice as I saw it.

Rather than risk losing her to yet another attempt... and having to sell her off to someone... say the ponymaster, where I suspected she would be miserable and poorly used at that... or to let her go alltogether, which I really couldn't see myself doing, perhaps simply putting her in a position of simple service, where she could submerge herself in her submissive nature... I had seen it in her... perhaps that would work.

So rather than the playroom for punishment, I took her to the bedroom.

"On your knees orchid. I want to take a bath. Undress me."

[orchid]

I could sense that you were thinking very seriously about something as you led me back down the hallway. I could only hope that you were not angry with me and I longed to ask but refrained.

As we neared what I thought was the room we had been in earlier, I began to tremble as internally, I suspected you were not pleased with me and I already knew that would equal more punishment. What is the matter with me? I wondered to myself. I resloved to do whatever you asked to make you proud and make it right again. I had already discovered that I wanted this and yet my behaviour was not indicative of that.

As you opened a door, I took a deep breath and stepped into the room with new resolve. I would make you proud. I would do as you asked.

"On your knees orchid. I want to take a bath. Undress me."

I immediately sank to my knees before you and without a word, I reached my hands up to undo your leathers. My nimble fingers made quick work in getting them unfastened and I looked up at you, trying to read your thoughts, as I let go of them and let them fall to the floor. I let my eyes travel slowly over your muscled body and felt my insides grow weak with desire for you.

Carefully, I lowered my hands from your waist and rested them on my knees. With one final sweeping gaze, I took you in from head to toe and then, as you had instructed me to do in the dining hall, I lowered my eyes and remained silently at your feet.

[Ozme52]

"Well? Don't you need to draw the bath?" She started to rise.

"Did I tell you you could get up? Crawl." I ordered. And she did. From the bedroom into the oversized bathroom with the oversized circular tub in the center. It was one of those newer whirlpool tubs with jacuzzi jets but meant to be used for bathing and refilled after each use. It also had an overhead "rain" shower head, a flexible shower massage hose, and several additional, unusual features.

I watched orchid crawl around the tub to the faucets and start the water flowing.

"Hot, I like it hot!"

[orchid]

Quaking on the inside at the pure power in your voice, I did exactly as you asked. With my head hung low, I lowered to all fours and crawled towards the bathroom. I knew with a dreaded sense of certainty that I had disappointed and I was ashamed of myself for my failure. I wondered what I could do to make it up to you and dissolve the hardened edge to your voice.

Kneeling up, I reached for the stopper and secured it in the tub before turning on the hot water, running my hand underneath the steady stream to test it. Satisfied that it was heating up quickly, I kneeled back on my haunches again and took a moment to look around the bathroom.

It was, as was the rest of the house I had seen, absolutely superb. Every luxury imaginable to me was available from a range of decorative displays, spread out around the room. Smiling, I snuck a peek over my shoulder into the other room. I could see you there, but could not tell if you were looking at me. Better not to chance it, I thought, as my mind put together the finishing touches on what I thought was a splendid plan to rectify my poor behaviour thus far.

Returning to all fours, I crawled across the room to a basket of towels and selected three large, fluffy bath towels and a hand cloth. Holding them in my hands, I walked on my knees back to the tub. I laid one out as a bath mat and arranged the other two on the rim of the tub, with the hand cloth on top so they would be easily accessible to you. Looking around the room again, I picked my next target and headed, crawling to the cabinet in the corner. Opening it, I eyed the array of items and carefully selected an assortment of scented oils and lotions and returned to the tub with them. Once I had them displayed in easy reach of the tub, I scurried off again, this time to the counter near the sinks. I returned with 5 candles of varying sizes and a box of matches. Satisfied, I returned my attention to the filling tub.

Reaching to the faucet, I turned on the cold to even the temperature some. The bathroom was steaming and though I had clearly heard you when you said hot, I didn’t think scalding was what you meant. I waited patiently for the last of the tub to fill. Reaching into it with my hand, I hoped that the temperature would be to your liking.

Turning, I looked back into the bedroom but I didn’t see you. Undecided on how I should handle the situation, I knelt beside the tub for a minute, just waiting. When you didn’t appear, I took a deep breath and opted for Plan B.

“Mr. Mason?” I called out hesitantly. “Mr Mason, your bath is ready…”

[Ozme52]

I watched orchid making her preparations one of the conveniently placed monitors. I almost laughed as I saw her trying to observe if I was keeping an eye on her.

But I was also intrigued. What did she have in mind? Other than the requirement to wash me... or maybe she didn't realize... the difficulties of training a new sub who was new to being submissive.

"Mister Mason...." I sighed. The girl just didn't get it. Not really.

"orchid..." I said as I walked in.

"To you I am no longer Mister Mason. Nor am I Matt. My name is Matthew. But you may not use my name unless you are talking about me with others... in which case, it's My Master Matthew."

I didn't tell her how to address me directly. I'd leave that up to her imagination.

I stepped into the tub and stood in the thigh high water and waited.

"Well? Get in! Surely you don't expect me to do it myself?"

[Ozme52]

..

[orchid]

"To you I am no longer Mister Mason. Nor am I Matt. My name is Matthew. But you may not use my name unless you are talking about me with others... in which case, it's My Master Matthew."

I jumped as you suddenly entered the room, my nerves were on end. Would my actions have pleased you?

Forcing myself to listen carefully to what you were saying, I focussed my attention on your words. My....Master....Matthew? These words echoed in my head, sounding foreign as I repeated them to myself over and over. My Master Matthew.

Momentarily, I lost myself in a daydream of an erotic novel I had once read in which a woman desired nothing more than to please her man, submit to him body and soul. She had called him Master. My Master Matthew...as the words ran through my head once more, a tingle ran through my body, causing a sensuous shiver to run through me. My smile broke loose with the realization that this is what this was. My heart leapt with joy almost as quickly as it filled with trepidation as I finally understood exactly what we were doing here.

Raising my eyes, I watched you step into the tub.

"Well? Get in! Surely you don't expect me to do it myself?"

Smiling openly at you, I placed my bound hands on the side of the tub and used them to leverage myself from my kneeling position. I never took my eyes from yours as I raised myself to my full height. I took a small step to the edge of the tub and let my feelings wash over me.

My eyes glowed with a new understanding. You could see a hint of excitement and uncertainty under the surface. Keeping my eyes on yours, I straightened my posture so that my shoulders pressed back, thrusting my breasts forward. I tilted my chin upwards slightly and angled my head to one side. Still I watched you. Silently, I lifted one leg and stepped into the tub with you.

As my second leg entered the tub, I finally pulled my gaze from yours and lowered my eyes though I could not stop the smile that was still playing on my lips. I stood before you and whispered, "Yes...Master."

[Ozme52]

Matt maintained the stern visage he had taken upon ordering her into the tub, but inwardly smiled realizing he'd finally found the set of triggers that cut through and into orchid's emotional core.

"Yes Master" Funny how sometimes it can be so simple. orchid's entire posture had suddenly changed, becoming natural instead of strained, her body expressing her thoughts as clearly as the words she had spoken.

"Keep your eyes down, it's rude to stare. And back on your knees." I took her hands and helped steady her as she kneeled into the steaming water. Then I untied them.

"You may begin." orchid took up the handcloth and began to build a lather.

"I dislike washclothes. Think of something... softer to use."

[Ozme52]

Matt maintained the stern visage he had taken upon ordering her into the tub, but inwardly smiled realizing he'd finally found the set of triggers that cut through and into orchid's emotional core.

"Yes Master" Funny how sometimes it can be so simple. orchid's entire posture had suddenly changed, becoming natural instead of strained, her body expressing her thoughts as clearly as the words she had spoken.

"Keep your eyes down, it's rude to stare. And back on your knees." I took her hands and helped steady her as she kneeled into the steaming water. Then I untied them.

"You may begin." orchid took up the handcloth and began to build a lather.

"I dislike washclothes. Think of something... softer to use."

[orchid]

"I dislike washcloths. Think of something... softer to use."

I dropped my hands into the water to rinse out the washcloth, while my brow crinkled in puzzlement. There were no other washing implements nearby that I could see. Wringing the washcloth out, with concentration, I looked at my hands and smiled, knowing what I would do.

I reached out to the scented oils and lotions I had set out earlier and made my selection carefully, choosing a mixture of Sage and Ylang Ylang. I squirted a small amount in the palm of my hands and vigorously rubbed them together, causing a small lather. A heavy and exotic smell permeated the room and clung to the steam surrounding us.

I breathed in deeply, allowing the aroma to awaken my senses - my nerves began to settle and I felt a stirring deep in the pit of my stomach that was slowly spreading through my entire body.

I reached out to you, wrapping my soft hands around one of your legs, just above your knee as you stood in front of me. Very slowly I began to rub small circles, moving my hands up your leg and to your hip and back to your knee before slipping them into the water and working my way down your calf and over the top of your foot. I worked slowly, taking the time to fully massage each inch of your skin before replenishing my supply of oil and moving on to your other leg to repeat the same.

My eyes followed my hands as they worked and I found that I was enjoying myself tremendously. For the first time since my friends and I had discussed what we thought you would be like, as man not our boss, I found myself with the opportunity to intimately explore every inch of you. Your legs were long and muscular. I could feel the strength of your sinewy muscles as I worked my fingers in a gentle massage.

I was so engrossed in my exploration that I didn’t notice what it was doing to me. Whether it was the steam, the blatant contact with you, the scent of the oils or a combination of the three…my nipples had hardened and strained out from my chest…I had opened my mouth slightly as I breathed in more shallow breaths…and a glossy sheen had broken out over my skin…

[Ozme52]

I saw the effect this was having on orchid, being subservient, bathing me, and her rising excitement. I lowered a hand to the back of orchid's head and with the gentlist of urging drew her face to my crotch.

[orchid]

I offered no resistance as you gently pulled my head forwards.

Instinctively, I lifted my hands and placed them gently on your hips. I slowly opened my mouth and swirled my tongue around the end of your cock as I enclosed you in my velvety mouth. I breathed deeply, enjoying the taste of you and the gentle pressure, holding me to you. I opened my eyes and gazed up at you.

My hands snaked around your waist, my fingers gently kneading into your buttocks as I continued my cleaning massage. Very slowly, as I closed my eyes once more, I began to move forward and back over your length.

[Ozme52]

As orchid's mouth caressed the length of my shaft I could feel it becoming even harder and if possible, larger as I brought my hands together and encircled the top of her head with them.

Holding her tightly I began to face fuck her in earnest.

"Open up... wider!"

[orchid]

I stretched my mouth open as far as I could at your command, though I didn't have to do much work. Your pistoning cock was hammering in and out of my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.

Caught by surprise, I sputtered and coughed a little, tears welling up in my eyes at the reflex.

Concentrating, I tried to breath normally and allowed you to manouever my head, setting the pace that suited you.

[Ozme52]

orchid's receptive mouth opened invitingly as I slid partway down her throat, her nostirls flared as my cock lodged within her gullet cutting her airway off. Her reflexive gulping massaged the underside of my cockhead bringing my balls up tight as I lost control and my jism spasmed out of me and down into her stomach.

As I slowly withdrew the air rasped around my shaft as she gasped in a lungful of needed oxygen. I let her head go, knelt and kissed her.

"Well done orchid..."

[orchid]

I smiled, pleased with myself and your compliment.

"Thank you, Sir" I whispered as I lowered my eyes to the water.

I let go of you to dip my hands into the water, and scooping up some, I brought it up and rinsed my face.

Without thinking, I let my legs free from their cramped kneeled position to stretch out infront of me, positioning them between your still spread feet, and I sighed luxuriously as I laid back in the tub, relaxing in the heated water and in the afterglow of your pleasure.

[Ozme52]

"What do you think you're doing? Get up and finish washing me."

I prodded her with my foot to hurry her back to her knees, turned and presented my back to orchid.

"Your not even half finished yet." I half growled.

[orchid]

I laughed playfully, the sound echoing in the confines of the bathroom, and languidly opened my eyes thinking you were teasing me.

As I felt the prodding of your foot, my laughter quieted to nervous giggling as I realized that you were most serious.

I pulled myself upright and quickly rearranged myself on my knees at your prodding. I reached quickly for more oils and in my haste, I knocked some of the other bottles of the edge of the tub.

Gulping, I peeked over praying that none of the bottles had broken, or contents spilled. Seems it was my lucky day as far as that was concerned. I breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick the stray bottles up, balancing them once again on the edge of the bath.

Taking a deep and steadying breath, I squirted some more oil into the palms of my hands and knelt up so that I could reach your neck and shoulders. Slowly and with gentle pressure, I began to work the muscles in your back as I rubbed the oils in, alternating between a light massage and a vigorous circling to lather and clean you.

[Ozme52]

I noted orchid's sudden clumsyness and made a mental note to find a suitable punishment. In the meantime, I let her finish washing my back, ass, and legs. She rinsed me off and I made her dry me with one of the large bathtowels.

"Clean yourself up and present yourself to me in the bedroom. You have 10 minutes."

[orchid]

Present myself? My mind raced with possibilities even as I sat back in the tub and quickly started to wash myself. I could not fool myself into thinking that everything was fine. I knew I had displeased you this evening, more than once, and I was worried what that would mean. I knew I had to do something to make it right with you.

I quickly dunked my head under the water and wet my hair, washing it quickly with the unnamed, generic shampoo in the dispenser that hung from the showerhead. As I shot a generous amount of the conditioner into my hands, I quickly worked it through my tresses and then rinsed it out.

Trying to put that image out of my mind, I quickly grabbed a bottle of oils and squirted out the combination of lavender, jasmine and cinnamon onto my hands. Rubbing vigorously, I washed myself quickly but allowing enough time for the ‘medicinal’ purposes of each herb to settle in.

Glancing out towards the bedroom, I could not see you, and that added to my excitement, fear and anticipation. I wondered what you had in store for me. Now that I had, at least, come to some understanding in my mind of what you wanted of me, I wanted to do as much as I could to please you. Already I was hungry for more of what you could teach and demand of me. Reflectively, I knew, I would do anything for you.

Climbing from the tub, I quickly dried myself off and started towards the door to the bedroom. Stopping just short of the door, I reached down and tweaked each of my nipples in turn, until they stood at attention. I took another moment to run my fingers through my hair, and ruffled it up some to add some body, realizing that this would be the first time you had seen my hair undone, and I wondered if you would like the length of it as it hung down to my mid back in soft wave.

Pleased wiht the results, I stepped into the bedroom and glanced around, locating you. I looked directly into your eyes and smiled boldly before lowering my eyes to the floor. I slowly advanced across the room until I found myself in front of you. Without a word, I lowered myself to my knees, sitting back on my calves and keeping my head low.

On a note of sudden inspiration, I crossed my wrists before me and lifted them towards you, and I waited….

[Ozme52]

I saw the smug look on orchid's face, a look of self-satisfaction that showed she wasn't really submitting herself to me... still just acting the part... though she did it very well and almost convincingly.

The pose she chose was classic.

I slipped a loop over her crossed hands, tightened it, and tied it off.

I went to the dresser and found a ball gag in the top drawer among other things... and returned to orchid with it behind my back.

"Open you mouth... wide..."

[orchid]

Well, I thought to myself, this was not the reaction I was expecting. Reminding myself that I was already in trouble, I was not surprised to hear the hardness in your voice though I was still a little confused by it.

"Open you mouth... wide..."

Immediately, I obeyed, stretching my mouth open as wide as I could. I lifted my head, looking straight forward, hoping that giving you easy access to my mouth was what you wanted.

[Ozme52]

I carressed her cheek before taking her jaw within my hand, showed her the ball gag, and brought it towards her mouth.

"Wider orchid." She looked confused but tried... and the gag slipped in past her teeth. Her lips closed around it and I could see her jaw work it around as she tried to accustom herself to the feel of it. I could see her already beginning to swallow some of the spittle that she was producing.

I bent her over and fastened the gag around the back of her head.

"Stay there." I fetched wrist restraints and pulled her arms around behind her back and tied them together.

I helped her to her feet and led her to the bed.

"Climb on and spread your knees wide..." I helped her with her balance until she was up on the bed, ass high in the air. She looked very helpless, wrists bound, the ball gag bright between her lips.

"Now we'll resume your lessons."

[orchid]

I siggled my jaw around the ball gag, the rubber of it already causing my tongue to wetten. It stretched my mouth uncomfortably wide but I tried not to show it.

I didn't dare move an inch when you commanded me to stay put and I sat obediently as you secured my wrists behind me.

Grateful for your help, I positioned myself on the bed as you had described and was struck by the vulnerability of my position. With my ass high in the air, I reddened at how exposed to you I must appear. My jaw was already aching in protest and some drool had escaped my lips and started pooling on the bedspread under my face.

"Now we'll resume your lessons."

With a combination of fear and misery in my eyes, I looked at you as you spoke the words. I wanted to beg you for the mercy I knew I wouldn't get, but all I could do was make a whimpering noise, and even that was barely audible thanks to the gag.

Resigned, I closed my eyes and waited.