Journey
of Discovery
By
Victoria Mystere
Edited
by Studbound
Chapter Nine
Morning came the way most mornings do -- quietly. If the evening had been exciting and tense -- the morning was the opposite. Nothing was stirring and there was little reason to do so. The breeze through the open window was soft and barely moved the curtains. Lillian opened her eyes, stretched luxuriously, and looked at her tightly bound and gagged husband and smiled. With the children gone she still had the rest of the day to test the limits of his submissiveness.
In her mind, she had almost believed he would not be there. She knew the reason for this was that if the situation had been reversed -- she would have tried to do anything to free herself. But, she was not and besides, what choice did he have? Rising from the bed, she removed her nightgown and lying beside him on the floor, kissed his back tenderly.
Retrieving the key to the padlocks from the small chain around her neck she removed the hood and gag. His hair was tangled and his face flushed from the restrictive implement. She carefully ran her hand through his hair straightening it for him. Pulling him by the shoulder, she turned him to face her. "Well, Sub, only about thirty-three hours to go. Are you still willing?"
"I guess. . . What do you have in mind?"
"Well, the first thing I want you to do is to draw me a bath. Here, let me take off that strap. I think that will be sufficient for you to manage. By the way, the temperature had better be correct."
Howard nodded as Lillian reached across him and undid the buckle. His wrists remained shackled and the chain between his ankles forced him to walk in tiny steps with a shuffling motion. It was necessary that he be able to do the things she asked without too much difficulty: she had many things for him to accomplish before his release. The tub was nearly full when she came up behind him. Placing her hand on his shoulder she moved him away from the tub. Taking his head in her hands she moved his lips to her breast. "Go on, take it in your mouth -- but remember to suck gently. I don't like it too rough."
Howard complied and he felt her nipple harden. She pressed his head closer and he sucked hungrily. "Not too much, Sub. Take it easy." After several minutes she was momentarily satisfied and moved away. He tried to follow but she stopped him by placing her hand on his shoulder. Leaning on him, she stepped into the bath. Howard looked at her with new eyes. It was hard to believe this was the shy girl he had married. With her hair pinned back she took on an almost regal presence. There was no denying that she attracted him. The closeness of her naked flesh inflamed him and he tried to move closer. She stopped him by saying, "No, don't do that. Listen I want you to get the large sponge under the sink and wash me thoroughly."
Howard retrieved the sponge and after carefully lathering it with the beauty soap, placed it tentatively on her back. Moving the sponge in small circles he began by her neck and moved toward her buttocks. Bending over he kissed her softly on the neck.
"Did I say you could do that?"
"No, but . . ."
"Sub, maybe you are not aware of what you need to know. You are here to do my bidding. You will do what I tell you to and nothing more. If you do anything more, you will be punished. Is that clear?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Mistress Lillian, I understand."
"Good, that's the way it has to be. After all, we could just quit right now and forget about it."
"No, I don't want that. I will do what you ask."
Lillian leaned back in the tub and raising her left leg, hooked it over the side. Howard, without further prompting shuffled on his knees to the end of the tub. The chain scraped the tile as he moved and the noise resounded in the small room. Howard took the sponge and dipped it into the warm bath water and began washing her feet. When he rinsed, she said, "Okay, let's see if toe-sucking has any pleasure for me. After all, you said it did for you."
Howard bent to comply. Taking her toes into his mouth he moved his tongue in and out between them and sucked greedily. After a few minutes he began to move his head away, "Not yet, Sub." Hearing her command he began again. His penis touched the cold tile of the tub and he tried to move his hips for stimulation. "Stop that! I don't even want you to touch yourself. Your pleasure is my department -- not yours." Reluctantly Howard backed away from the tub with her toes still in his mouth. She removed them and said, "Okay, I want you to wash them again . . ."
He did so and continued moving up her leg. When he reached her knee she said, "Stop, that's far enough for now. Do the other one. She rolled in the tub and made her other leg available. Howard washed it gently. "Okay, now I want you to wash my front. But, I don't want any fooling around. Just wash and nothing more."
His hands trembled as he lathered up the sponge. Beginning just above her navel he moved the sponge slowly up her body. He used a back and forth motion. When he was done he moved to her breasts. She stopped him by touching his bound hand. "Listen, I don't want you to touch me. If your skin comes in contact with mine you will be punished -- is that clear?" He nodded and began.
Even touching her through the sponge was almost more than he could stand. The flesh of the breast moved up with his touch and when he released the sponge, it moved back again, quivering seductively. "More, I want you to do it more." He increased his efforts until he was rubbing the sponge vigorously over her breasts. The faster he washed the more excited he became. His erection was reaching the point where it was becoming painful and his breath started coming in pants.
"Okay, that's enough," she said as she rose to her knees in the warm water and spread her thighs. "Now, well, I think you know what to do, don't you?"
The trembling in his hands increased as he moved his hand closer. When he reached her pubic area and began washing he felt her move toward him to increase the pressure. He dared not move his hand away so he continued washing. "Faster and harder, Sub. It feels good." Howard complied. But no matter how fast and hard he did it, she demanded more. Her eyes took on a dream-like look and her breath starting breathing harder. The more he pressed the sponge, the more she demanded. The more he pressed the flesh of her vagina, the more excited she became. It was an intoxicating feeling and Howard reveled in it.
After she had achieved orgasm she leaned back in the tub and settled into the warm water. Howard, still frustrated squirmed in his bonds. The minutes stretched on as she let the water relax her.
"I guess maybe you had better get a towel instead of just sitting there."
He rushed to comply. When he held the towel out for her she said, "No, I don't want to dry myself off, that's your job." His hands were trembling as he dried her face and began moving down. Resting momentarily over the breasts he made certain he got every droplet of moisture that he could find. When he started going further down she put her hand on his, "Not now. Maybe later, but not now. Listen Sub, I think it is time for you to take a shower. Help me to get out of here and it will be your turn."
Howard held his bound hands out to help her and she stepped gracefully from the tub. "Okay, I want you to step into the tub." Howard tried but the short chain would not let him lift his foot high enough. "Hmm, I think maybe you could do it if you sat on the tub and swung your legs over. Of course I could release you, but I don't feel like it."
Howard felt the cold tile of the bath on his buttocks and scrotum as he sat. He swung his legs over and stood waiting for her next command. She moved closer and taking his wrists in her left hand, attached them to the showerhead with a short piece of chain. She turned the water on and felt it with her hand. "I am afraid there won't be a lot of hot water left so we had better hurry, we'll start with your hair."
Howard bent his head into the stream and she retrieved the shampoo and after squirting some into her hands, began washing his hair. Howard could tell she was taking her time and the water was already beginning to become uncomfortable. Still she scrubbed. When she heard him whisper, "Listen, I have to get something -- don't go anywhere." he couldn't believe it.
When she returned she had an old towel in her hand. She folded it over carefully and reaching in front of him -- tied it tightly across his eyes. She took the soap and made lather in her hands and starting with his face washed him carefully. Her touch was soft and gentle. Howard was beginning to enjoy it when she said, "Well, that's enough of being nice. Twice today you have disobeyed me -- so I guess its time for your punishment."
Howard, again blindfolded, bound, and gagged had little choice. She tied him in the shower, his bound hands reached up to the showerhead above him. She administered punishment. When the coarse brush Lillian had retrieved from the pail in the garage, the brush Howard used to clean the tires, brushed his skin he jumped. Increasing the pressure, she paid special attention to his sore breasts. Each stroke made his skin more red but she kept the pressure up. Howard was moaning with each stroke and when she started on his penis he nearly swooned from the pain.
The water streaming over his body had now lost whatever warmth it once held and was instead a steady stream of cold water slowly becoming colder. And though the water made him shiver and her brush gave him pain, his erection remained. When she stopped the brushing and the water was turned off -- Howard was relieved. He waited with the water dripping in his eyes from the makeshift blindfold for what would come next.
In a moment she released his hands from the pipe leading to the showerhead and after attaching the leash, pulled him out of the shower. She dried him. She took him to the living room, and sat him in a large wood chair. Slowly, methodically, she bound his arms and legs to the chair until he could hardly move. He had the ball gag in his mouth, and he was blindfolded.
She busied herself around the house while he sat, wondering what would happen next. Then there were sounds - someone at the door. He was in a panic. What if someone saw him tied up this way. He moaned for her into the gag, but nothing. He heard noises. Quiet whispers and things rustling around, but nothing he could understand. The panic continued. What was happening? After what seemed an eternity, Lillian touched him and said, "Do you want to know who's here?"
"Mmmmmmpf" he managed into his gag.
She took off the blindfold.
Howard was horrified.
Sitting in the matching wooden chair opposite him was Andy, also bound to his chair and gagged.
Both men were clad only in jockstraps, both immobilized by their bindings.
"We have some shopping and chores to do," chirped Barb. "So we thought you two might like spending the day together."
Howard shook his head, looked pleadingly at his wife, and moaned unintelligible words into his gag. Lillian and Barb laughed. Then the two women went into the kitchen, leaving the two bound and gagged husbands looking at each other. And so they stayed, all day.
In the evening, after Barb and Lillian sat in front of their husbands
and ate dinner, Barb and Andy left - Andy still tied and gagged. Although
they were together all day, the two men had not been able to say so much
as one word to each other. Lillian then removed the gag, fed Allan, and
re-gagged him. She took Howard to their bedroom and tied him spread-eagle
on the bed. She curled up beside him, and went to sleep.
story continues in Journey of Discovery 10 by Victoria Mystere - Edited
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