A short jaunt

Her arms are cuffed to her sides, in such a way that the random passerby probably wouldn't even notice they were actually bound to anything, but more that she just kept them near to her sides while looking around. Her skirt was probably a bit short for anyone with a sense of modesty, but it was warm outside. Her choker, at a closer inspection, was more a collar than anything else. She had pulled the leash close, helping it to blend in with her outfit a bit while she continued to look around the immediate vicinity.

A young man walked up to her, about startling her out of her skin.

"Sorry, you need help finding something?" He inquired, a look of genuine concern on his face. If he hadn't noticed the way she was actually dressed by this point he probably didn't get much about kink - or he was being polite and ignoring it while trying to help her.

Her face went red pretty quick.

"I... I'm looking for something I dropped. But it's a dark color so it's blending in with the ground."

"Well, I can help you look, what is it?"

"Oh no no, that's okay, it... it might not even be around here! I'm not sure exactly when it slipped out.."

When he looked up to inquire more about the object she could see the lights start to come on in his mind. The collar, the chains, the thigh highs that were barely concealing a remote to heaven only knew what. Pink tinged across the stranger's face enough that there was no mistaking what had dawned on him.

"Like... like I said, thanks, but I should be okay. My, uh, Master should... be back.. soon." Her face was so red at this point she couldn't even bring herself to look at the young man.

"Oh.  Ohhhhhh. That's hot." Was all the young man admitted as he started walking away. It wasn't any time at all after that that her Master caught back up with her.

Holding the black wireless egg in his hand he smiled. "The good news is, pet, that I found it. The bad news is it's too dirty to use until we can clean it off." He looked at her, the way she stood, the red on her face, and smiled knowingly. "Make a new friend, pet?"

She shook her head. "Someone just came by to try an' help Master."

"Aww, and they got close enough to see what an adorable little slut you are?"

She nodded in response, her face getting dark red again. He patted her hair and then lifted her chin with his finger, kissing her gently.

"Too bad they didn't stick around."

"Mmmm, sorry about dropping the egg, Master."

"Oh don't worry pet, you'll more than make up for it once we get back home." He assured her, giving her ass a swat before heading back to the car, leading her rather obviously, by her leash.

-:- The Tape -:- (Chapter 2)

(read Chapter 1 first if you haven't! )

Chapter 2

He sat on the edge of the bed, back to being fully clothed. She was seated on his lap, nothing but her collar and cuffs on, legs on either side of her Master's. His hands wandered over her body, touching her, teasing her, his fingers moving over her flesh with all the skill of someone who's spent hours finding all her most sensitive places. He nibbled on her neck, pinched her nipples, and basically drove her back into the frenzy she'd been in earlier.

Once she returned to being a shivering mess he hit start on the tape.

The hungry, delirious cock slut on the screen continued to cry out in muffled pleasure as her Master pounded her shivering pussy. He held onto her hips, pulling her into him, forcing his cock deeper into her tight wet cunt.  She seemed to never stop cumming from the time he first filled her up. It was the slight change in the sounds she made that was all he had to go by - differences she couldn't hear even to this day.

The rotor helped to keep her on edge even as she started to come down from her first high. He smacked her ass, pulled her hair, and let words slip into ears that were nearly as effective as the rotor for pushing her back toward that edge. He played with the plug in her ass idly as his own orgasm grew, pushing it in and out slightly, talking about the things he meant to do to her tight ass. He pushed the plug in deeply and demanded that she cum. The order almost didn't beat the action as the ropes tightened and she screamed her pleasure into the gag, her body shuddering as he filled her full of his own pleasure.

Her thanks were mumbled tiredly into the mattress as he pulled out of her, the mix of their shared pleasure slipping down her thighs as the rotor was removed from her.

On the bed his fingers had slipped between her legs, he kissed her neck, teased her clit, played with her tits. He murmured words into her ear only half understood in her haze.

"Such a sweet little slut. Dazed happy little pet getting so wet watching herself. The best is yet to come, my dear whore."

The girl on the TV was turned onto her back, the pillows were left under her hips, pushing her swollen clit out and forcing her legs wide as her body was tied back into place. She was still so lost in pleasure that she wasn't much help, but the two men working together really didn't need her assistance. The ball gag was removed, and her Master helped her to drink some water. He spoke to her kindly, making sure she was aware enough to drink without choking as knots were checked and her legs were pulled wide before being tied into place.

The wand came back into view, already purring before it was even pushed against her clit. In no time at all she went from dazed to on edge.

After it was pulled away she began to beg for it - alert and completely focused on the moment once again.

"What a greedy undeserving pet," her Master all but growled. "Spilled a drink, didn't greet all of the guests properly, and then she has the nerve to beg for another orgasm after already having cum before now. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"I'm sorry Master, I can't help but be greedy. You make everything feel so good." She squirmed as she spoke, doing her best to look innocent.

His grin made her pale. "Interesting word choice, pet."

The snappy flog came down on her swollen sensitive clit. His hand slipped over her mouth as she screamed, the ropes pulling tight and her toes curled.  The little lash painted her legs, her stomach, her tits, he kept his hand over her mouth during his relentless assault.  He let the thread of the flog slip over her skin lightly, causing her to laugh nervously and squirm with anticipation.

He slipped the blindfold over her eyes, and her breath came in panting gasps, her body trembled without him even touching her. She jumped as the flog sliced through the air, not even touching her. He let long moments of silence slip by, only bringing the flog down on her tits or clit when she would begin to speak or beg.

He smacked her face, and gave her a simple command. "Open." was all he said before pushing the large O-ring into her mouth. It barely fit, and after too long would begin to make her jaw ache. The camera man straddled her chest, slipping his cock in past the open mouth gag.

"Show your appreciation to the camera man, pet, and your punishment will be swift." Her Master promised her as the snappy flog bit at the soles of her feet. She writhed at the sensation, but did her best, lifting her head and taking as much of the cameraman's cock into her mouth as she could. She licked and moved her head as much as she could, trying her best to pleasure someone else as her Master worked his way up her leg. She didn't need to moan, she grunted and screamed against the cock in her mouth, whimpering as the snappy flog moved closer and closer to her pussy.

"Don't look away, pet." He purred as they sat on the bed. His fingers, covered in the pleasure of her quivering cunt slipped inside her mouth. She sucked and licked them clean without needing to be told, trying to keep her eyes focused on the whore before her. He could feel her body jump slightly with every crack of the flog. Her body shivered against his, and her soft mewling sounds were adorable as she did her best to focus on the tape.

The snappy flog stopped before reaching her cunt, and instead smacked against her other foot, beginning it's slow ascent up her leg again.

"Hurry and make our good friend cum, pet, if I make it to your pussy I'm going to have to use the nipple clamps..." Her body yanked at the ropes at his words, and she began moving faster along the man's cock, trying ever harder to urge him to cum.

"She's doing pretty good for someone unable to use her lips." The cameraman mused. "Can I help her?"

"If you want, be my guest." Came the reply as the flog snapped along the backside of her knee just as the cameraman pushed himself deeper into her mouth. She yelped and choked at the same time, continuing to move along the man's shaft even as she gasped and sputtered, doing her best to make sure he understood it was okay.

The camera man sucked in a breath grabbing her hair with his free hand, fucking her throat a little harder as the flog inched ever closer to her tender clit. She felt him cum before she heard him admit to it, his warm pleasure coating her throat before he let it spill on to her face. Her tongue came out, cleaning up what she could reach. As the flog came down on her clit on the TV her Master's fingers grabbed onto it as she sat on the bed, his vice-like grip causing her to gasp, and that gasp slipped into a strangled and surprising orgasm as his cock pushed into her pussy.

The TV came to a halt as he hit the pause button and turned them both over, pressing her against the bed as her feet scrambled to find the floor and steady herself in time for him to push inside her again. He leaned over her, pinning her wrists with his hands and pressing her into the mattress.

"A quick break, my sweet little pet, before we continue."

"Yes Master <3"

(Chapter 3 coming soon! please don't kill me... )

 

-:- The Tape -:- (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1

Her mind wasn’t awake, but her body was. Ugh, mornings sucked. Mornings after a long night of… of… hrm. What had happened last night anyway?

Rolling onto her side, she glanced at the clock. 2pm.

Wait.

“Holy crap!” She sat bolt upright. Her mind began to catch up with the rest of her and she noticed quite a few things all at once.

She was naked except for her collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. There were a lot of toys with her on the bed, both under and on top of the blankets. Whatever happened last night she cursed her memory a thousand times over that she couldn’t remember.

Wands, vibrators, rotors, tape, flogs of various sizes and materials, nipple clamps – she looked down and checked that those wicked things hadn’t ripped hers off. She was surprised to see there was rope lying around, Master was really good about rolling it back up.

Oh, and a tag on the bottom of the TV that simply read “Play”.

Looking around she noticed the VCR remote next to her. With a shrug she clicked the TV on and hit play.

Her face went red almost instantly as her very horny self came into view. There were at least two other people, her Master – who was in the process of tying her up to the bed face down and her ass high in the air due to all the pillows under her hips – and the camera man.

He was careful not to let the rope actually touch her skin, as he tied her legs wide and her arms straight out from her shoulders. As she watched herself on the TV it became apparent the wireless rotor was in her pussy, and her ass was filled with the small plug.

Her Master was fully clothed, but that wouldn’t last. She couldn’t remember who the second person was, there was talk on the tape, but the volume was soft. She turned it up just in time to hear the crack of the flog against her ass. Both versions of her jumped. She could feel herself getting wet already, the video version of her was already soaked to the point of practically dripping.

On camera she was begging for more, sticking her ass out as best she could. On the bed she was squirming, trying to pull her eyes away from the video, too embarrassed to watch, too curious to turn it off.

The flog painted her ass red, sending shivers through her body as she watched. Her Master’s hands roamed over her skin, lighting little sparks of pleasure.

The camera man clicked a remote, the rotor stuffed inside the whore on the screen came to life, making her shiver with delight. Her Master’s hand seemed to randomly decide to either tease her clit or soundly smack her ass. Her yelps of surprise mixed well with the pleasurable moans.

Yes he made her feel good no matter what he did to her. She was his whore, his pet, his twisted little pain slut, and his very horny toy all in one.

He leaned down and whispered something in her ear, but as she watched, she couldn’t remember what it was. Then it came on screen. The wand.

“My friend wants to hear you cum, pet.”

She watched the wand press against her clit. She felt her body jolt as it whirred into life. Please tore through her as she watched, panting as the TV version of her moaned and begged and pleaded to be allowed to cum.

The camera panned to her face, instantly both versions of her went beet red.

“Keep your eyes on the camera pet, stay focused on it and cum for your Master.”

It was barely a breath after his command and the tied up slut on the screen came hard and loud. Her position shoved the rotor out of wet sopping pussy, the vibrations still audible as she came down from her first orgasm.

“Good girl.”

She nearly came sitting on the bed, just from hearing him say that. The ball gag came out, big and shiny and red, he tightened it into place. The wand was taken from the picture, and a smaller wired rotor was taped just above her clit. She could cum from it, but it wouldn’t happen as fast.

As it purred to life, buzzing against her body, the reason for the gag became apparent as wax dripped onto her body. He covered her liberally, the rotor and the wax trapping her body squarely between pleasure and pain.

The rotor clicked off, the wax stopped. Her mind was hazy, she wasn’t grasping the words in the video. She was laying on her back, legs spread, playing with her clit, panting and watching the show laid out before her.

“A squirmy toy for a squirmy pet.” The words rang in her mind more of memory than of actually hearing them on the screen. The pink thrusting vibrator was pushed into her greedy, needy pussy. Two long strips of tape keeping it in place.

As it sprung to life out came the bite of the snappy flog. It bit at the back of her thighs, her calves, as the evil vibe invaded her sensitive wet hole. Her muffled cries were the perfect mix of pleasure and pain, frustrated about the distraction from her pleasure. Her body tensed and she screamed as the flog snapped on the soles of her feet. She twisted and writhed as it licked at her arms. She moaned and panted when he stopped, letting the thrusting vibe bring her back to the brink of another orgasm before he turned it off.

Her and her TV self both nearly sobbed. A sharp smack to her ass, a firm reminder that she wasn’t supposed to pout, she was supposed to enjoy however her Master decided to use her. The tone of her voice as she apologizes is dripping with the pleasure her mind is swimming in.

The plug is slowly removed from her ass, and her Master takes his time, working more lube into her hot, tight hole, before slowly pushing the medium sized plug in. He purrs for her to relax, teasing her clit with his free hand to help keep her unfocused.

As it slips into place he calls her a good girl, that phrase – that tone – that just makes her melt.

The thrusting vibe is removed swiftly, the rotor taped to her clit comes back to life with a vengeance as her Master’s cock (when did he strip? Oh Lord…) filled her pussy in one full move.

She nearly came while watching and she was pretty sure her TV self did. Panting, trembling, blushing, and soaking wet she hit stop on the remote. She couldn’t take much more, the toys were all around her, she could use them, but it wouldn’t feel the same. They weren’t what she desired. She wanted him, needed him.

“You haven’t watched the whole thing, pet.” He said slyly, standing in the doorway. Even with as soft as he’d spoken she jumped from the sound.

She got on her hands and knees, crawling to the edge of the bed, nuzzling his hand as his fingers wove themselves into her hair. A strong tug pulls her up to her knees, her body held tight against his.

“Sorry Master, I needed to stop, for just a moment. I wanted you, I didn’t want to cum without you here.” She admitted, her fingers closing gently on his shirt. Her body was on edge, and needy, and his iron grip on her hair did nothing but exacerbate her position. The smile that slipped across his face made her breath catch for a moment.

“You were a very good girl last night, pet.” He assured her. He released his grip and handed her a drink. “A very good, wet, messy pet. Drink up, we’ll start it back up after you finish that,” he explained, stripping down as she drank, “And have had a shower.”

-:- The Drive -:- (Chap. 2)

Prologue  Chapter 1 >Chapter 2<

The car pulled into the driveway, it was silent in the neighborhood, veiled by the sweet blanket of nighttime. The silence was shattered when he opened the rear car door. Panting, moaning softly, he helped his tormented pet out, untying the binds at her knees so she could walk on her own.

He led her by a leash up to their front door, the rotors still whirring against her clit and nipples. Her wetness slipped down her thighs as she walked, her shivering body moaning and whimpering. He pointed to a spot on the mat in front of the door.

“On your knees, back to the door, pet.”

“Yes Master.” She purred as she obeyed his command as quickly as she could with her arms still bound. She opened her mouth as he approached her, licking his stiff cock through his pants.

“Such an eager little pet.” He praised her and she tugged on his pants in response, letting her actions beg for her.

He freed his stiff member for her and ran his fingers through her hair as she sucked and licked and moaned with him stuffed in her mouth. One hand tightened in her hair as the other dealt with his keys. He held her head in place as he fucked her face, pinning her against the door. Listening to her as she gagged and sputtered with his thick cock shoved down her throat.

The sounds she made as he fucked her throat seemed to ring through the still night air with more volume than she would've liked. He turned the key in the door and let it swing open, pulling his cock from her mouth and letting her fall back into the house. She wriggled back, pushing off the door frame with her legs to shove herself into the house a bit further.

He followed her in, placing his legs between hers, keeping hers from closing. He knelt down between her thighs and grabbed her legs, pulling her to him as he leaned down and sucked on her clit hard. Her toes curled as the sweet sound of her pleasure tore through the silence. His finger plunged into her sopping wet pussy, driving her sounds louder for a moment. He pulled his finger out and stopped sucking her clit when she was barely a breath away from cumming.

“OhgodMasterpleasedon'tstopnow!” She begged quickly, her words melting into each other. Her hips moved as she spoke, her legs shaking even as he let them go and she worked to keep them spread. “Please fuck me hard! Fill my naughty pussy with your cum, pretty please Master <3”

He grinned, a smile that would have normally unnerved her if she hadn't been so far gone in her own desires.

“But pet, the door is still open.” He placed the head of his cock against her pussy lips as he spoke. “The whole neighborhood will hear you, see you, they'll know what a dirty whore you really are...”

“I... I don't care Master! Please please I'm so close I want to cum again! I want to cum against your cock, please Master, please fuck me hard!”

He held her legs open by her ankles, and shoved his cock deep into her hungry wet pussy letting her warm greedy flesh take him all at once. Her cry was divine.

He leaned down and kissed her, forcing her legs wider and pushing himself deeper into her as he devoured her sweet sounds. Her body writhed and trembled under him and he into her mercilessly, not even slowing as she came against him, slipping one tight orgasm into another.

When he felt himself getting close he pulled out of her gaping cunt and turned his deliriously happy pet onto her stomach. Pulling her ass up into the air he toyed with the plug inside her for a moment before smacking her ass sharply. He did so several more times until her skin was pink and she was grunting against the pain. He knew now that he had her attention again.

He slowly pulled the lube-soaked plug out of her, listening to her gasp and squirm from the sensation of it.

“With you like this, my sweet pet,” he began to explain as his stiff cock pressed against her open asshole. “Not only will they hear your sweet sounds, but they'll get a much better view of your sweet cock-hungry pussy as you cum for me again.”

Pleasure tore through her once again as he pushed himself slowly into her, and her flesh stretched to accommodate his thick cock. She was practically drooling on the floor when he reminded that she still needed to ask permission before cumming again. She'd been a good girl the entire night, it would be a shame to have it end in a punishment.

“Th-Thank you Master,” she purred as his cock sunk into her completely. “Thank you for fucking all of my greedy holes tonight.”

“Mmmm, you're quite welcome pet, you've earned it.”

He wasn't too gentle as he began to fuck her ass in earnest. She'd had the plug in for quite some time, and there was plenty of lube inside her. She moaned and gasped, her sound filling his ears and the area around them. Her writhing was delightful, her begging was enjoyable, but the noises she made in uncontrolled pleasure was what he'd come to enjoy the most. Often times he'd gag her more to maintain his own control than to control her.

He felt his own orgasm drawing near, and he could hear the change in pitch of her moans. His pet would be begging soon, letting those luscious moans turn to sexy words.

“Master please let me cum, please I'm close and even.. even though I've cum so much already please let me scream for you one more time. Let... let everyone hear and see what a good little slut I am for my Master!”

He put his feet against the door frame, learning over and pushing his weight into her shoulders using the leverage to fuck her harder.

“Cum then, pet.” He commanded, breathlessly close to cumming himself. “Scream shamelessly for your Master, and hurry – cum before I do, or don't cum at all.”

Her cries of pleasure were somewhat muted as his hard thrusts knocked the wind out of her. He could feel her body tense and jerk underneath him, even pinned as she was.

He slammed himself into her hard over and over even as she spasmed and came around his cock even as he filled her ass with his own pleasure.

He took a moment to catch his breath, kissing her shoulders before sitting up and closing the door. Tired as he was there was more to do. He had his pet to take care of, and she lay before him shaking in after glow working to catch her breath, covered and filled with cum on the cool wet floor.

He untied her the rest of the way, moving her sore and stiff joints slowly. He tossed the ropes aside and lifted her in his arms. She sighed contently and nuzzled against him, for once too tired and lost in her own pleasure to yelp from being picked up. He walked to the bedroom, smiling at her cat like behavior as she rested in his arms.

Setting her on the bed he started a bath for her. He would spend the next half hour or so taking care of her. Letting her relax in the warm water, bathing her and rubbing the aches and rope burns out of her skin.

Afterward he would tend to himself, once she was warm and clean and slipping into sleep.

-:- The Drive -:- (Chap.1)

Prologue  >Chapter 1<  Chapter 2

Panting into the seat, her head swimming already as street lights slipped over her body. He fiddled with the remotes to the rotors like he wasn't sure which went to what area. It was so random, speed, intensity, duration, she had no clue when one area would start and another stop. The only constant was the buzzing buried inside her soaking wet pussy, and if not for the ropes she wasn't sure it would've actually stayed in at this point.

The feel of the ropes as she squirmed struggling against them was nice, her Master had become rather adept at tying her up over time. The rotor against her clit whirred to life, pulling her thoughts sharply into focus.

“Ah <3 M-master please, please...” She breathed into the seat, trying to speak loudly enough to be heard.

“Please what, my pet?”

“Please let me cum, Master. P-please fill my wet... shivering pussy with your cock!”

“We're no where near a safe place for me to fuck you, pet,” he explained, and her whimper was the only reply. “If you ask nicely enough, however, I might turn up the rotors and let you cum now.”

Her mind reeled for a moment, trying to think desperately about what she could possibly say to get permission. The feeling was welling up inside, swirling around in her loins threatening to just overtake her. She had plenty of practice ignoring it, and her body wanted to wait until it was okay as much as her mind did. But this situation, the fear and the thrill was working against her.

“Mmmurrr... Please let me cum Master, please let your horny, wet, needy, greedy pet scream out her pleasure for you <3! Please Master, my pussy is so wet and my body's on edge so sharply I need release, please give me permission Master <3 Please it always... feels so much better... when you tell me to cum.”

They came to a red light, she heard the sound of the back window coming down a bit, letting her hear the sound of the car idling next to theirs. He looked into her eyes from the rear view mirror and grinned as all the rotors whirred to life against her skin.

Her face turned even more red than it had been, and as he ordered her to cum for him she couldn't resist. Even on a cool night like tonight, meaning the car next to them probably had their windows down, it didn't matter. The floodgates were opened by that single command, her panting turned into moaning and the moaning turned into something louder.

Her whole body tensed as the sounds of her pleasure flooded the car and gushed out the windows. Somewhere in the sounds of her orgasm were her thanks to him for letting her cum. As she came down from the high the rotors fell silent, save for the one buried inside her now dripping cunt. Sweating and panting she gasped for breath and jumped a bit at the soft sensation inside her. The window rolled back up and the car started rolling forward.

“Good girl.”

“Th-thank you, Master <3”

The shiver in her body never dissipated completely. The whirring between her thighs seemed to keep it rolling, almost to the point where she wished she could've lasted a little bit longer. It felt good, but it was keeping her on edge, and she was afraid a growing need to cum again was going to come too soon.

The car turned and she felt it gain speed, they were on the expressway now, and at holy crap in the morning there wasn't a whole lot of people out and about. Once they got up to speed he set the cruise and started playing with the rotors again. She gasped and murred and squirmed and shivered against the pleasure. He chatted idly with her, gauging her state of mind while he screwed with it.

She began to beg for his cock, in her mouth, her pussy, her ass, she didn't care. She wanted more than just the feel of the rotors randomly lighting her senses on fire and playing havoc with her body. He found a nice place to pull over and he stepped around the car, opening the back door. Her pulled her back, her short legs not quite reaching the ground, and lifted her up, putting a small rolled up sleeping bag under her hips.

Pulling the rope off to one side, he pulled the rotor out of her pussy, watching as her wetness dripped off it and onto her ass.

“You weren't kidding pet, you're very wet. Such a horny little whore.”

“Yes Master, and all yours Master, please <3 Please fill my soaking pussy with your cock!”

She felt the tip of his cock press against the slit of her cunt. He moved it up and down a couple times, enjoying just how soaking wet she was.

“I think you can do better than that, pet.”

“I... I can't think! I can still feel that thing vibrating inside me, my head's all scrambled,” she explained, panting and squirming. She started to say more and he shoved his cock inside her roughly, hilting and burying himself in her in one movement. Her body tightened and she screamed in surprise and pleasure, her body moving right up to the edge, nearly cumming from the feel of him filling her up.

“Did my naughty little girl cum?” He inquired calmly. How he could keep such a level head was amazing to her, and more so when she couldn't hardly think herself.

She shook her head. “No Master, I.. came close, but I didn't cum.”

“Seems even my greedy little whore has some control,” he purred. One hand on the door frame of the car, the other held onto her ass, his thumb idly pushing on the plug in her ass. He took his time at first, pulling back slowly and then shoving himself deep roughly.

When she started begging to be allowed to cum his answer was a sharp no, and a series of swats on her ass as he began to fuck her hard. Just as she thought she wasn't going to be able to obey he pulled out and came on her ass. Her toes curled as his cum slipped down to the small of her back, and oozed down the curve of her ass and onto her thighs. He pushed her back into the car, leaving her ass hiked up by the sleeping bag, before closing the door and getting back in himself.

The wired rotor stayed on the floor of the car, but once he got back up to speed the other rotors began their torment of her flesh. Randomly off and on, variant in their speed and duration. No matter how she begged he wouldn't let her cum, when she swore she wouldn't be able to hold back he simply turned them off for a mile or two before switching them all back on.

She hadn't a clue how long this went on for. Her mind was so garbled she wasn't even sure she'd be able to stand on her own at this point. She vaguely registered that they'd stopped again. He opened the back door on the driver's side, and when she looked up all she could see was her Master's rock hard cock.

Her mouth opened and she stretched toward him, licking the tip and begging for more of it. The rotor against her clit whirred into life more strongly than before, his hand weaving into her the other grabbing onto the rope harness. He pulled her closer and held her head for the first few minutes as she hungrily licked and sucked his cock. She moaned and gave thanks, sucking as sloppily and as noisily as she could.

She begged to be allowed to cum, begged to be able to swallow his. He said nothing as she worked on his cock, taking him in completely, her tongue stretching out to lick his balls before the need to breathe pulled her back up. After a few moments he pulled her off his cock, holding her head up by her hair with one hand, stroking his cock with the other.

“Close your eyes, open your mouth, and cum for me, my pet.” He grunted, fighting to keep his voice steady.

Her body writhed as she struggled to obey him. She struggled to keep her mouth open as he covered her face in cum almost exactly when the orgasm swept over her. His fingers clenched her hair tightly as he came, covering her face and hair with his pleasure.

He knelt down and wiped cum from her lips, sticking his thumb in her mouth and letting her lick it clean. Tilting her head up slightly he kissed her deeply, feeling her exhausted shivering body fight to return the act. One by one the rotors shut off, and he made sure she was comfortable before getting back into the car.

Her murmured thanks, almost as sweet as the sounds she made when she came for him, swirled inside the car for a moment before she slipped into a nap. He let her rest, when they got back home she'd need the energy.

-:- The Drive -:-

>Prologue<  Chapter 1 

She stood before him, her arms folded behind her back, her naked body blushing under his scrutiny. He stepped around her, never touching her, not saying anything for long moments. The most noise he made was a clearing of his throat, a sign for her to move enough to give him a better view of whatever he was peering at at that moment. She could feel her body shiver as he inspected her, the cool wetness forming between her thighs.

When he finally did touch her, it was with rope. He seemed to take great care to avoid skin to skin contact, letting the rope set her nerves on fire more than his fingers. Looping, knotting, he bound her arms into the position she'd been holding them in. Soft gasps and moans escaped her lips as he worked the ropes over her body. Finally he bound her knees together, and then stood before her.

His hand slipped behind her head, grabbing her hair at the base of her neck, pulling her head back and kissing her deeply. Her soft happy sigh turned into a squeal as his fingers pinched her nipple roughly. She jumped a bit and squirmed, but bound as she was her movement was impeded. He bent her over after he broke off the kiss, not giving her time to say or do anything as his finger slipped into her wet pussy.

“Already enjoying yourself, pet?” He questioned after her initial gasp of pleasure died down.

“Yes Master, I am,” she answered, her face red and her body shivering. She whimpered softly when he removed his finger. She was relieved, and concerned, as she felt the familiar cool smooth rotor push into her pussy before he had he straighten.

He turned her around and she noticed the bag, rotors brought to the top, wireless controllers on the floor beside him.

“Master, what are-”

“Hush pet.” He stated with finality, taping another rotor over her clit. She clamped her mouth shut, turning red as he stood up and taped them to her nipples. He pressed his body against hers, reaching behind her and working a lubed plug into her ass. Slowly. Panting and gasping she tried to keep as still as possible as his warm breath washed over her neck and shoulder while the intrusion pushed in deeper. If her arms hadn't been bound she would've held onto him for support as the slow stretch made her knees quiver.

“There, all dressed. Now to give you somewhere to go, pet,” he purred. He kissed her deeply before picking her up and putting her over his shoulder. She squeaked, no matter how often he moved her around like this she couldn't suppress the sound. He idly pushed the rotor back into her pussy as he walked, knowing from experience that it wasn't going to stay in on its own. She purred happily as his fingers slipped into her behind the rotor, pushing it in deeper.

He stepped into the garage and opened the back door of the car, laying her down on the cool leather interior face down. She adjusted herself a bit, getting comfortable, and letting out a cry as he smacked her ass sharply a couple times before turning on the wired rotor that was buried inside her wet pussy.

Her fingers flexed and she started panting into the seat. He swatted her sharply once more, mostly to get her attention.

“No cumming, pet, not until I give you permission.”

“Yes Master,” came the airy reply, her red face and hooded eyes looking toward him for a moment.

He closed the door and moved around to the front, setting the remotes to the wireless rotors down next to him. He stated which was which as he turned each on, pulling a gasp from his horny pet before turning them back off. He adjusted the review mirror so he could see her with a glance.

“You remember the terms, pet?”

She nodded. “I can call it off if I want. You... you won't be disappointed if I do,” she stated, her voice struggling against the buzzing between her thighs. “And it doesn't matter if it's cause of a cramp or because I'm too uncomfortable.”

“Good girl.”

“Mmm, Master, please,” she panted. He turned to look at her, her eyes focusing on his blearily. “Please fuck me now, before we leave, let me cum <3”

“Already pet?” He grinned. “No, I don't think so. You're just going to have to wait.” He turned the key and brought the car to life before pulling out of the garage, down the drive, and onto the road. “Cum without permission pet, and when I do pull over to fuck you I'll take you out of the car first.”

-:- Punishment -:-

 First short story of many ^_^ This one was a little harder to write than usual, I had let Master decide the tone and then my mind, for some reason, decided to revolt against me, and wanted to write something different. I probably could have either said something or just wrote whatever I wanted, but I decided to trudge it out a bit and see what would happen.

Stories can vary from fantasies, to fantasy, to impossible. Generally, they're just ideas I have that come to more detailed enough I can translate them into story form.

She squirmed, she tugged, she moaned even as the over sized ball gag muffled her sounds. The “horse” was nothing more than knock off pommel horse often used in gymnastics, except the top handles were removed and various restraints were added to the underside of it. She'd been tied to it for some time and left to squirm and wonder while her Master fetched whatever he needed. Her jaw was already aching a bit from the gag, unsurprising given its size, and even though she knew she was in this predicament as punishment – her situation was still turning her on.

Her slit was wet, the feel of the horse against her clit as she shivered, the burn of the rope tight against her flesh even as she pulled against it. She didn't hear his return – not that that was surprising anymore, he walked more softly than anyone else she knew. She jumped considerably as his fingers traced lightly across her skin, following the curve of her ass and up along her lower back.

Her moans changed tone as she she shivered from his touch. His fingers lit the nerves in her, warmed her, made her want more, and he didn't even have to try. The quiet chuckle unnerved her, and her face was bright red as she turned at looked at him. The looped tip of the crop slipped down the side of her face gently. She rested one side of her face against the horse, looking up enough to keep her eyes on him as her shoulders rolled down into back until she managed to push her ass up into the air – even bound as she was.

“Offering your ass, my pet? A wise choice perhaps,” he muses, running his fingers down her spine, feeling her body shiver under the tips of his fingers. Her hands close into fists, the crop follows the lines his fingers traced, slowly and lightly drifting down her spine, making it hard for her to keep her ass in the air. A pleasurable moan slipped out from between her lips as the looped end danced alone the curve of her ass.

The sound of the air being cut didn't fully register until the sensation of the crop licked across her thighs right were the turn of her ass ended. Her muffled cry was a mix of pleasure and pain, surprise and fear. Her ass pushed higher only because her bound body arched against the horse and it had no where else to go.

After the initial sting faded slightly, and her cry slipped into shivering whimpers, the sound of the crop slicing through the air filled her ears. The sharp lick of the crop rained on her skin, never quite hitting the same place twice, covering her ass, her thighs, her back and shoulders. Writhing, tugging, gasping and moaning - “no”s and grunts of pain as she accepts the punishment with as little complaint as she could. Sounds of pleasure slipping out between the sounds of creaking ropes and kissing crop strikes.

After a few long minutes the strikes slowed, she could hear her Master's breath coming in heavy waves. The cool air against her hot skin felt good, and for a moment she worried it felt too good as the slickness of her enjoyment slipped down her thighs. Her hopes of such a reaction going unnoticed was shattered as his fingers slipped along her slit, slipping inside her sopping wet pussy slowly.

The feeling of his fingers insides her made her moan and squirm, though she tried to stay still as her slowly pushed in deeper. Her face flushed red, even over her own muffled moans she could hear how wet she was as his fingers pushed in. She could squirm, but she couldn't move enough to escape the sensation as his thumb teased her clit lightly. Her body jerked at the sudden pleasure, and she cried out into the gag.

“Such a slutty little pet,” he purred.

His fingers moved and pushed into her, bringing her body to a frenzied edge. He knew her well, her curves, her moves, the change in pitch in her voice as she neared an orgasm she didn't have the strength or will to fight against. Her hips moved back into him, wanting the edge she was riding to spill over, not caring or forgetting that this wasn't a reward.

Pulling his hand free, he smacked her ass – the wetness of her cunt adding to the sting of the smack. The high pitched squeal was followed by a sad little whimper, the sound of ropes creaking as she shook her hips, begging to be fucked right then and there.

“Oh no, little pet,” he leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. “There's not going to be any release for you today.”

Holding her head by her hair he ran his cock against the ball gag. “Such a difficult pet to punish. So many things my needy lil' whore enjoys.”

Holding her hair, keeping her head turned so she could watch as he jerked himself off in front of her. The lines of hot cum fell to the floor as his pleasure spilled out before her. Breathing a little heavily he knelt down, kissing the gag before patting her head and walking out of her field of vision.

“Sleep well, pet.”