She stands behind me now, playing with my tits. I feel the nipples stiffen, they're eager for her touch. She's caressing my body and i'm getting aroused. I don't care at all about those guys watching me. Not long ago i would have been ashamed, embarassed and humiliated, now the fact that a couple of guys are wanking because of me almost doesn't register with me. All i want is being touched by her. And my wish is fullfilled, her hand slides down, a finger slides between my lips and plays with my clit. She's kissing and biting my neck. Just when i think i'll come soon, she stops and orders me to dress.
"The pink thigh highs, Mistress?" Oh my. With the short black dress, the heels and the coat i look like a color-blind hooker. But i guess that's the purpose of those awful pink stockings, to make me stand out, to make me look cheap.
Breakfast is nice, but i'm not hungry, all i want is to go back and spend the day in her bed, if possible tied to it. So when Mistress asks whether i want to go home or get back to her place i don't have to think twice.
"I'd like to go to your place, Mistress, and please you the rest of the day."
We take a taxi again, money seems to be no problem at all and soon enough we're back at her place.
"Undress, but leave on the thigh highs and the heels."
"Yes Mistress."
Then she has me kneel in front of her and help her get out of her boots. "Get in the bedroom and present yourself."
I don't have the slightes idea what she means with presenting myself. So i pose with my legs spread, hands behind my head, chest thrust out.
It seems to be ok. She circles me, inspecting me, touching me here and there, probing my pussy, gently touching my butt which still hurts.
"Yummy. Get on the bed, on all fours and finger yourself."
I obey immediately, arching my back. "Beautiful. Are you horny?"
"Yes, Mistress, i am horny."
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes, please fuck me."
"You really want it?"
"Yes, please, Mistress, i beg you to fuck me, to use my pussy."
"Hmm, you have to earn the privilege to be fucked by me. How do you want to earn being fucked?"
"Mistress, i would like to lick you, if you allow me."
She undresses and reclines on the bed, her head propped up on the pillows. I start to lick her, play with her clit, circling it. It's the first time i actually lick a pussy, the other times she just fucked my face. It's incredibly nice to feel her squirm and hear her moan. I begin to fingerfuck her dripping pussy. She gets more and more agitated and finally grabs my hair, pulling me onto her thrusting pussy when she comes.
After a while she let's go of my head, her body going slack. "That was quite ok. With some proper training you'll be a very good cuntlicker."
"Go get me the strapon, it's in the closet". I get up and get out the strapon. There are various other things on the same shelf, among them a riding crop, cuffs, collars, dildoes and the paddle she used on me yesterday. I shudder at the sight and hurry back to the bed.
When she's ready she asks me what position i would like. I'd like to do it doggy style but am afraid of her slamming into my sore butt. "Mistress, may i ask you something?"
"Yes, Zoe."
"Please, i would like you to tie me to the bed to fuck me." I see a surprised look on her face. "That's a brilliant idea." I fetch her various lengths of rope and she ties my wrists to the headboard. I think she will tie me spreadeagled, but she attaches a rope to each ankle and ties them to the headboard too, far apart from each other. My pussy is wide open, the lips parted. I can't remember having ever felt so vulnerable and helpless. Mistress kneels in front of me, the strapon resting on my exposed pussy. Then she gets off the bed again and gets a black silk scarf which she uses to blindfold me.
"Now, what a beautiful sight. A completely helpless and naked slavegirl, waiting to be fucked. She plays with my clit, fingerfucking my pussy. Suddenly she pinches my clit and a yelp of pain escapes my lips. Then she mounts me and starts slowly to fuck my pussy. She brings her fingers to my mouth and i eagerly lick my juices. Then she starts to kiss me hard, her tongue explores the depths of my mouths as the strapon does with my pussy. My buttcheeks hurt with every thrust, but the pain mixes with the pleasure and i'm getting higher and higher every minute, just as my Mistress is fucking me deeper and harder.
"Do you want to cum, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress, please let me cum!"
"Do you think you deserve to cum?"
"Yes, please Mistress, i beg you."
She orders me to hold back my orgasm, and i try to think of something else, but to no avail.
"Please, please, let me cum."
"Ok, slave, cum for me."
I explode in an orgasm, jerking on the ropes, howling and moaning, and finally it's over and i'm just exhausted and fulfilled and happy. She's still inside me, fucking me gently. I want to hold her, hug her, bury my face in her neck, but the restraints forbid that.
Finally she withdraws and presents the dildo to lick it clean of my juices.
"Thank you Mistress, that was wonderful."
"That was but a start, Zoe. We'll have much more fun, you don't even begin to understand where this journey is leading you."
Right now i don't care at all, i just savour the moment, my helplessness, my openness to her. But way back in my head there is a tiny dot of anxiouxness that maybe she will send me back home for the night. I would love to stay and sleep at her feet.