Then evening had been so lovely and he was such a gentleman. He opened the door to the limo he had rented just for their date tonight. “Nothing but the best for you my love.” It was only their first date and already it was the grandest time she had ever had. She sank back into the soft leather seats and enjoyed the smells and thoughts of the evening.
He held her close for the long drive home. She snuggled into him and soon was fast asleep.
Katrina awoke but was still groggy and in that limbo where time stands still. Where memories of the past events and thoughts of the present merge nicely with reality. She thought about the evening before. The charming man she had met. the drinking, the dancing, the way he treated her like a queen and a lover to be. He was perfect. Katrina wondered what happened to all that. But she was to learn that perfection can come with a price. It couldn’t have been him she thought. She knew that her last drink had been drugged, but it had to be by someone else. Not her new lover. He was too kind. No it had to be by someone with more sinister thoughts, maybe a friend playing a practical joke. Whatever it was it was fast becoming a most tiresome game.
The room was warm, but very dark as she started to become fully awake. Katrina became aware of her surroundings even in the blackness. She was standing, even while she was dreaming, she felt her body being held erect. Her arms held high above her head, she could feel the soft leather of the cuffs that encircled her wrists. Her fingers toyed with the chains that connected them to the ceiling above.
She knew she was blindfolded, and the terror that came with that realization made her shake. She tried to raise her legs to kick but found they were held just as firmly as her wrists. Her ankles encircled by thick soft leather were deftly held apart by a steel rod, forcing her legs to remain spread and her wetness vulnerable to whatever her captor wished. It was at this moment it dawned on Katrina that she was completely naked and helpless. She started to squirm and fight her bindings madly but to no avail. She was blindfolded and gagged. She was his captive.
She heard the sound of a door opening behind her. Her ears strained to hear the soft footsteps of her captor as he walked up hehind her. She smelled the sweet aroma of his cologne, and felt his sensual breath along the back of her neck. “I knew you were the one I wanted, you are so lovely and beautiful. I knew that I could not take the chance of a rejection from you so I vowed to make you my slave of passion. You will never be harmed my love, so put all fears of pain from your mind. What I shall do with you is drive you mad with desire for me alone. It shall be I you turn to when you want to cum, it shall be I who will decided when you cum as well. You will find that throughout the coming days you will know heights of ecstasy you have never known before, and when it is all done you will give yourself to me willingly and unashamed. Your life from now on will be unending pleasure. I shall meet all of your needs, and make your wishes fulfilled. But before all that, you will have to be trained to enjoy yourself to your fullest, to awaken the parts of your body and zones of pleasure you never knew were there before. For that you shall learn patience, and only with patience will come the bliss of fullfilment.”
Katrina squirmed wildly in her bonds, making muffled moans, as the realization of her predicament became clear. She tried to cry out, but only a soft coo could be heard from behind the gag that had been so expertly placed in her warm mouth. She was frightened, but yet strangely excited by his words. She had often had fantasies along these lines but never before had it been any more real than an erotic thought. But to be a prisoner only for pleasure alone? To be trained? What did it all mean? She felt her body become aroused as she struggled with the restraints, to the soft laughter of her captor. He slipped in front of her and slowly ran a hand down her cheek. She flinched a bit as his hands traced her shoulders. Her mind racing her body longing for release. His hand slid back up and grabbed the blindfold and with a quick motion removed it. At once she was bathed in the soft glow of a room full of lit candles. The walls covered in mirrors to accentuate the light in all directions. The room smelled of sweet perfumes. “Welcome to your new home my love.” He smiled up at her. Katrina knew he was handsome but had no idea she would feel this was again, she sighed in spite of herself at his gaze. “Sorry m love but the gag must remain. You see, if you cry out from the pleasure it is a release of sorts and you cannot enjoy it to its fullest. This way all you will concentrate on is the ecstasy.” He turned to go. “I need to get some things for your first lesson, so I shall try not to be too long. Oh yes my dear you will find this most enlightening!”
Katrina heard the door shut. She looked at herself in the mirrors. It was almost as if she was outside of herself and the girl in the reflection was not her at all. The girl in the image was so erotic. So unlike she has ever let herself be in her average everyday life. She admired the sensuality of the girl, bound for nothing but the teasings of her master, she noticed the girls nipples becoming very erect, the glistening of the girls sweat as her chest heaved from the ever quickening breaths, of excitement, she noticed every finger as her hands twisted in the leather cuffs, vainly searcing for escape. Her legs spread wide leaving her wetness open and helpless, she could see the lips of her vagina, peeking out from the soft folds or her most intamate region. It was as if she was watching a move, living a dream. Becoming detached from all but her most devious thoughts and desires.
The sound of the door opening behind her made her come back from the fantasy. He came around to where she could see him as he set a tray down on the small table in front of her. The tray was covered by a velvet cloth. He then went to the wall and pushed a button and the room was filled with the most beautiful music. “Like it my love? Its Bollero, I think it sets the most erotic mood, don’t you? Now on to lesson one my sweet! This lesson will teach you that your pussy is not the only spot on your body that can make you cum, and if you let yourself experience the passion to my satistaction I may have a small treast for you as well!” He smiled at her and pulled away the cloth.
Her eyes grew wide was she looked upon the tray. There were two long stiff quill feathers! She stared at them, her mind working with thoughts of what was in store, while he set another tray next to it and produced some soft velvet ropes.
She tried to protest but her muffled moans were all that was heard as he took the rope and began to slowly encircle her left breast with it, winding it around and around. Her breast was becoming very taunt and it was making her nipple become very erect and somewhat larger.
“This will make your nipple very sensitive my love.” He spoke of how perfect her breasts were as he bound her right one in the same fashion. He stood back to admire his work as Katrina looked in the mirror at the girl who’s already ample breasts were now jutting forward, with swollen nipples, and a sensation that she had never known. It was as if the very air itself was teasing her nipples and as a result she felt her pussy become just a wee bit wetter. “Now for the fun! My sweet lover.” He smiled as he took the two feathers and held them up in front of her proudly. Her eyes went wide as he knelt in front of her. Her body tensed as it seemed like and eternity before she felt their teasing tips caress her thighs. Oh bliss like this she truly never known. The feathers teased their way up between her thighs, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her mind and body. The teasings came ever so near h
er pussy but at the last possible second avoid
ed her wet region and traced a tiny erotic path up her soft belly. Katrina’s hips were swaying to the sensations. Her breath quickening as the feathers teased ever so much closer to her now almost hypersensitive breasts.
He stood and gazed at her face but Katrina was lost in the moment, eyes closed, as her hips swayed as much as her bonds would allow. He smiled and ran the tips of the feathers so gently around each breast, carefully avoiding the nipples. She was breathing faster and making the softest pleasure sounds from behind her gag as her captor brought the tips of the feathers in contact with the erect buds of her nipples. Katrina’s body tensed and went ridged from the sensation, she struggled violently from the ecstasy of the pleasure she had never known before. The waves of electric lust shot from each nipple directly to her wetness, as he slowly teased each one with a patience that was maddening. She was not moaning through her gag but almost screaming from the delight, of the erotic torture. Yet for all this she was unable to cum, it was as if the feathers kept her at the very brink of orgasm but would not let her journey further. It was agony but yet the most delicious feelings she had ever felt.
Her hands made fists and she curled her toes tightly trying to compensate for the soft ticklings as the tips of the feathers patiently made little light circles around her nipples. The wetness from her pussy was actully running down the side of her thigh, in its vain attempt for the attention that would not come. After 15 minutes of the teasings her body was racked with sweat, and she heard her captor give a small chuckle. “My love I haven’t even touched the tip yet. Now you will see what nirvana is!” He made the little circles with the feathers even smaller, and smaller ’till they hovered just above the very tips of her nipples which now were almost pulsating from a passion and touch she could never have dreamed about. Then the two tips as one, touched the very centers of her nipples, the stiff ends were held absolutely still, as her captor allowed only the movement that would come from the pulse in his wrists to make the tips of the feathers tease.
Katrina’s back arched as much as possible in her bindings, her hips bucked wildly, the muffled gurglings of passion that came from behind her gag were of another world, as he held them against her sensitive buds. She felt the wetness that was a trickle become a torrent as wave after wave of sensual lust cascaded over her. Katrina’s nipples swelled to the new pleasures adding further to the feathers teasings. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the gift of orgasm was given. Her body was shaking uncontrollably as she lost herself in her own pleasures. He moved the feathers in small circles again as another orgasm washed over Katrina, and then as softly as he had begun he stopped, and allowed her to rest, and enjoy her afterglow. She hung limp in her restraints, as her quick breaths subsided, and the sweat dripped down her thighs.
“You have learned your lesson well my love.” He said as he took a soft towel and patted her dry. “You realized today that you came, and not once did I touch your pussy.” She weakly lifted her head and was met by a warm smile. Katrina thought…”thank God it is over.” But her schooling was just beginning.
From behind her he produced another velvet rope, and tied it deftly around her waist, making sure to run a length of it between her legs, the ropes softness ran between the wet lips of her vagina, and pressed so firmly against her swollen clit, making Katrina sigh once more. His fingers gently caressed the lips and he smiled at their wetness. “Oh my sweet love you are still excited, that is good for now I shall give you the little treat I had promised.”
She closed her eyes and tried to imagine what could be more of a treat than the orgasm she had just had. Her eyes went wide when she heard from behind her the low hum of a viberator. He body tensed from the anticipation, and unseen by her captor, Katrina smiled. The viberator was attached to a wire with a speed control. He reased up to her bound wrists and placed the control in her clenched hand, giving her complete dominion over the speed and intensity of her “treat”. He then slowly ran the viberating toy down her chest, it buzzed softly between her still bound breasts. His tounge gave each nipple a teasing lick for good measure as he brought the toy to her belly and swirled it slowly around in an ever widening spiral, that ended with the toy touching the very top of her wet mound.
Katrina cooed with delight, her hips gyrating, as he ran the toy between her legs, making it barely touch the outer folds of her wetness. He held it gently against her vagina, her head made slow circles of pleasure as the tiny impulses surged through her. This was the moment he had waited for. Even through her gag a loud audible moan could be heard as he pulled the rope to one side and slipped the viberator deep into her wetness. Her body shook with ecstasy as he let the rope slide back into place, confining the toy in its new and warm home. Katrina’s thighs spasmed as the viberations caused her to have a series of tiny orgasms, building one upon the other in a tapestry of pleasure. The chains that bound her twisted in unison to her dance of nirvana. She was so enthralled by the feelings that she never noticed the door close behind her, leaving her quite alone, as she slowly controlled her own pleasures between a soft tease and a mind blowing viberating revolution of unbounded bliss. Her body naked and helpless, to only her own desires.
After several minutes she had to give herself some relief, and was horrified to find out that there was no way to stop the toy. “Oh God no!” she thought. He must come back and stop this! Her body shook with another orgasm as she franticly tried to end its seductive torment. She could feel the sweat drip down her as her fingers struggled with the controls, only to have it buzz steadily on. Then it happened. Her pussy spasmed in the most delicious orgasm, she threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy. Her hands opened unconsciously as the feeling of pleasure ripped through her. In a haze of passion she gasped in fright as she noticed the controller fall to the floor. Her nid raced with thoughts of her predicament as the toy deep inside her teased faithfully on. Her body struggling in her bonds as she counted the minutes ’till his return. She was unaware that he had gone for a nap and it would be quite some time ’till she would see him again.
Katrina’s eyes opened to a lovely room. He was patting her head with a cool wet cloth. She looked around her surroundings. She lay upon the softest pillows in a room fit for a queen. She smiled weakly at him, but he just put a finger over her moutn and said “shhhhh”. Sorry my love but you must have lost yourself in the moment. I couldn’t have been gone for more that an hour. But when I had come back it looked like you had enjoyed yourself too much. I kew a good nights rest was in order. I have brought you a nice dinner. Eat up my love for tomorrow will be a busy day. She say the tray next to the bed was filled with fresh fruits and a wonderful smelling meal. He smiled again at her and walied out of the room. She heard a key turn in the lock and knew she was here to stay.
A leather collar was around her neck with a light chain attaching it to one post of the large feather bed she at upon. She was wearing a very expensive nightgown whose softness teased her still sensitive body, reminding her of the pleasures she had experienced. She thought no more of the pst events and ate the meal patiently. Afterwards she sipped a nice glass of wine and sat back into the soft pillows, musing upon her new master and lover. She could not believe her mind. She was looking forward to his return. Slowly her eyes closed as she relaxed and she fell into a contented sleep. Her last thoughts being what new
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