Beginnings

by Miss Naughty

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© Copyright 2002 - Miss Naughty - Used by permission

Storycodes: M/f; D/s; bond; cons; X

"Come here."

His voice, low and silky, sends a shiver of apprehension coursing through her body and she begins to approach him cautiously. He remains motionless, watching her with no expression on his face, but she knows from experience not to be fooled by his calm demeanour. He had been disappointed in her behaviour earlier and even as she moves closer, a small part of her is crying out to flee before it's too late. Held captive by his gaze, she moves forward one slow step at a time until she is nearly touching him. Lowering her eyes to the floor, she hears a soft sigh rise from his throat as his gaze sweeps over her from head to toe. 

"What am I going to do with you pet? It would appear that I've been lax in disciplining you and you've managed to get yourself in trouble again."

Staring at the floor in embarrassed silence, she feels the familiar tightening in her belly, her body quivering at the mere thought of things to come. Trembling as his hand touches her cheek, she moans softly as his hand moves slowly down her body. A gasp rises from her as his fingers pinch her left nipple, slowly increasing the pressure until tears well up in her eyes and a sob escapes from her throat. 

"On your knees pet."

His voice is still calm and soft but she hears the underlying tone of command and obediently falls to her knees, her eyes focused on the soft grey carpeting as she awaits his judgement. Trembling, she kneels for what seems like hours as he paces around her, his cold silence feeding her apprehension. A low whistling comes to her ears; unnaturally loud in the quiet room and as the fiery sting races through her body she has to bite back a cry of surprise. 

"It would seem that we have to begin your training all over again, you've even forgotten how to kneel properly."

Another line of fire races across her back and she rearranges her position quickly. Spreading her thighs widely, she places her hands behind her back and leans forward until her forehead touches the floor. He continues to land blows on her upraised ass, alternating sides randomly until she no longer tenses and her body begins to rise to meet the strokes. Running his fingers over the reddened flesh, he smiles at the warmth radiating from her and slowly trails his fingers between her thighs. A satisfied chuckle rumbles through him as he feels the wetness there and he brings his fingers up to taste the sweet warmth of her arousal. 

Leaning against the desk, he watches her silently, his keen gaze picking up the subtlest movements of her body. Watching her kneel before him with her glorious body on display, he feels a rush of intense arousal flow through his body. Her thighs trembling from the strain of the position, she clenches her hands into fists as through to keep them from rubbing the reddened flesh of her ass and he can see the small shudders as she holds back her tears. Touching her back with the crop he smiles as a long shudder passes through her and a faint moan escapes her. His voice holds no trace of that amusement as he says softly, 

"Kneel up. You know what I want to see."

Moving slowly, she straightens her back and raises her hands to the back of her neck, her eyes remaining fixed on the floor in front of her. Breathing heavily, she is acutely aware of the throbbing pain in her body but as she kneels there awaiting his command she can feel a more pleasurable throbbing starting in her nipples and clit. She can see him as he paces back and forth in front of her, the crop occasionally slapping against his thigh as he draws out the anticipation. Stopping before her, his voice has the same calm tone that never fails to send a shudder through her. 

"You will count the strokes pet and I trust you will do so correctly for they will continue until you have counted twenty in the proper manner. Is that understood?"

He watches as she draws a deep breath, knowing that she's preparing herself for the punishment to come. Her voice as she answers is almost too soft to hear and he smiles as he hears the apprehension in it. 

"Yes, Master. I understand completely."

Her body arches as the first blow lands on her belly and he smiles as he sees her resist the impulse to lower her hands. Her voice is surprisingly steady as she begins the count. 

"One, Master. Thank you for your guidance Master."

She tenses as she awaits the next blow, but other than one exhale of breath she remains steady as she continues the count. 

"Two, Master. Thank you for your guidance Master."

He continues the strokes, alternating their placement as he slowly moves upward, the last two landing fully on her nipples and drawing a low scream from her. Running the tip of the crop down between her breasts, he trails it along the slight swell of her abdomen and smiles as her body tenses from the tickling sensation. Sliding it lower, her probes the warm, wet expanse between her thighs, a low shuddering moan rising from her as he flicks it across her clit. 

Moving behind her, he admires the sight of his submissive little pet kneeling before him, his cock throbbing at the thought of burying in her willing body and taking his pleasure. Small shudders still pass through her from time to time, her thighs quiver from the kneeling position and her breasts shudder as she draws in a ragged breath. A light sheen of sweat covers her body and the faint pink glow to her breasts from the crop only serves to draw even more attention to the large, dark and fully erect nipples that tip the cream colored flesh of her breasts. 

Stopping in front of her, he flicks the crop back and forth across her nipples, a low chuckle rising as she bites her lip and he sees her arms tremble in an effort to stay behind her neck. He knows how sensitive the flesh is and the light caress across the tips drives her to the brink of insanity, a soft wordless plea rising from her before he finally relents. 

"On your feet pet."

He smiles with approval as she rises to her feet; her hands still clasped to the back of her neck and her eyes on the floor, awaiting his command. Cupping her breasts, he pinches and caresses the nipples, the aching tips swelling as he toys with them and he smiles wickedly as she moans and steps back slightly. Grasping the tips between his fingers, he squeezes them roughly and pulls, using them to lead her across the room. Following him quickly, she bites her lip to keep from crying out as he pulls sharply on her nipples, his fingers pinching them cruelly. Quivering with all the sensations running through her body, she bites back a groan as he holds up a pair of clamps and attaches them to her nipples. Drawing a deep breath as the sharp, biting pain slowly begins to fade, she jumps nervously as his fingers cup her chin and lift her gaze to his. She can see the arousal burning in the depths of his blue eyes as he stares at her and a thrill runs through her body as he smiles approvingly, his playful mood obviously returning now that the matter of her punishment had been seen to. His hands are gentle as he turns her around, his manner firm and efficient as he takes her wrists one at a time and buckles leather cuffs around them, locking them together behind her back. 

Grasping the chain between the clamps, he leads her out of the room and downstairs, his gait fast enough that she has to nearly run to keep up or have her nipples pulled painfully by the tight clamps. She starts to protest as he leads her to the front door but a look from him and a sharp tug on the chain silences her and she follows quietly as he opens the door and leads her toward his van. Trembling with apprehension and excitement, she allows him to help her into the van. A dozen questions run through her mind but glancing at his face, she holds her silence and awaits his next command. 

He positions her face down on the floor, his touch sure and quick as he uses rope to securely tie her ankles together, leaving a long piece of rope trailing from them. Grasping her elbows, he pulls her into a kneeling position and places a blindfold over her eyes, buckling it securely. Moaning softly at this unexpected twist, she shudders as his fingers slide between her thighs and circle her clit teasingly. The heavy pads of the blindfold press against her eyelids tightly, blocking all sight and she feels shivers of excitement run through her body as she skin seems to grow more sensitive to the slightest touch. 

His fingers caress her cheek gently, then tug at her chin and she opens her mouth obediently. He pushes the ball gag in firmly, making sure that it's well placed before taking the straps and buckling tightly behind her head. The soft click of the lock snapping shut comes to her ears and she moans slightly as her submission to him becomes more complete. Unable to see, speak or move freely any longer, she gives into the arousing sensations that flow through her body, moaning softly as her nipples swell within the clamps and her clit throbs with the need for release. His voice low in her ear sends shudders through her as he whispers, 

"I've only just begun pet. There is much, much more to come."

She moans softly when a slight tugging starts in her nipples and rises up further on her knees to ease the sensation. The tugging continues until she's kneeling fully up, her body leaning forward slightly to lessen the steady pulling on her throbbing nipples. She hears his low chuckle as takes the rope trailing from her ankles and runs it between the cuffs on her wrists, pulling it snug and tying it back off at her ankles. Realizing what he's done, she moans softly but can do nothing about the position. The rope from her wrists to her ankles prevents her from learning forward to ease the strain on her aching nipples and she twists nervously in her bonds as she begins to realize how helpless he intends her to be. His hand slides gently over her abdomen, his touch light and caressing as it moves down to her thighs. She groans loudly as he presses the tip of a vibrator against her pussy, the groan growing louder as slowly thrusts it back and forth until it's buried deep within her body. 

Taking another length of rope he wraps it around her upper thighs, passing the ends between her legs and cinching the rope tightly before knotting the ends securely. Kneeling behind her, he takes another length of rope and begins wrapping it around her arms just above the elbows. Gradually tightening it and pulling her elbows back, he smiles as she groans loudly, the position pulling her upper body back and adding to the pull on her nipples. Knotting the rope around her elbows, he runs the free end of the rope through a ring in side of the van and ties it off tightly holding her upper body securely in place. Adjusting the tension on the chain leading to her nipples, he smiles as her body shudders and slips his fingers between her thighs to switch on the vibrator. 

Her body tenses as the sensations from the vibrator begin to run through it. She groans in protest and twists in her bonds, but he has tied her too well. She stiffens as the tight clamps bite into the tender flesh of her nipples with every movement and soon realizes the limits of her confinement. He moves back to look at her, loving the small shudders that pass through her body due to the strain of holding the position. The play of muscles in her body fascinating him, his fingers itch to run over the silkiness of her skin and slowly caress her to mindless oblivion but he holds himself back, content for now to enjoy the luscious, vulnerable sight before him. A light sheen of sweat covers her body and he watches as a single drop slides over her collarbone to trail between her breasts and down over the slight swell of her belly before merging with the ever increasing droplets of moisture that are now flowing from her pussy. Unable to resist, he leans forward and flicks his tongue over the satiny skin, her moans rapidly increasing in volume as she struggles to stay still despite the new onslaught of sensation that he is causing. 

Chuckling softly as he pulls back, he pats her buttocks fondly as he moves forward in the van to take the driver's seat. He hears her soft cry as the engine starts, but merely smiles to himself as he puts the vehicle in motion, his cock hard and throbbing as of yet, anxiously awaiting the climax of the evening he had planned and all the pleasure yet to come...
 

to be continued

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01/03/02

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