Gene led Michelle by her chain to the bed. The floor was cold on her feet and when she went to sit down on the bed he yanked on hard on her leash. She realized she made a mistake right then and there.
“Please forgive me master.” She begged.
“No, I think a mild punishment is in order here. Since you think you have the right to sit down without being told, you’ll now have to stand until I say otherwise.” He grabs the hand cuffs that were on the night stand and places them on her wrists. Then he leads her over to the far wall where the hook is and, with her back to the wall, hangs her on the hook by the hand cuff’s chains. The wall was just as cold as the floor. “You won’t think of doing that again, will you slave?”
“No master” was all she replied to him.
He left her hanging there (her feet were just barely on the ground) and went to the chest at the foot of the bed. He unlocked and opened it and pulled out a small assortment of toys: nipple clamps, cat ‘n’ nine tails, and a feathery wand. He brought them all to her and set them on the floor next to her. Gene took the cat ‘n’ nine tails and proceeded to slapping them down Michelle’s breasts and nipples. It only took a few swipes of the leathery toy to bring her nipples to full erection. All the while, Michelle moaned from each touch from the leather.
When Gene was satisfied that her nipples were as hard as they were going to get, he put the toy down and picked up the nipple clamps. He attached each one to her inch long nipples as she moaned in delight.
Gene then picks up the feathered wand and Michelle begins to squirm before it even touches her. “What’s the matter slave, a little ticklish?”
Michelle only bites her lower lip and nods her head, not looking away from the wand. Then she feels it swipe down her right side.
“I didn’t quite hear you slave. I asked, are you ticklish?”
“Y-yes, yes master I am.” And was she ever. One thing she could never stand as growing up was being tickled. But here she is now, at the mercy of her new master. But it seemed she wouldn’t be receiving any mercy tonight as the feather slides down her left side now. She tried in vain to avoid it, but that only seemed to encourage her tormentor. He ran the feather down her left leg slowly and back up her inner thigh. As the feather found the crotch of her panties, it gently glides across it before going down her other inner thigh and back up her right leg. Michelle was really squirming now, but she also realized this was making her even wetter than before.
“You’d like for me to stop, wouldn’t you slave?”
“Mmhmm.” Michelle hummed.
“Maybe in a little bit, I am enjoying watching you wriggle for me.” And with that comment the feather found its mark under her exposed breasts a slowly traveled across her body.
“Please master, no more! I can’t take much more of this tickling!” Michelle pleaded. Gene, too, felt she had enough of the feather’s touch and took it and the cat ‘n’ nine tails and placed them back in the chest. He came back with a pair of manacles that had the cuffing device on one end of the chains and a d ring used for climbing on the other end.
Michelle couldn’t figure out what he planned to do with those since she was already cuffed until she saw him bend down and cuff her ankle with the first manacle. Gene did the same with the other ankle as well. He then ran the chains through two rings in the ground she previously overlooked and pulled them towards each other, forcing Michelle’s legs open, and connected the d rings to each other. Michelle was now bound to the wall and floor and felt like a prisoner in a medieval dungeon.
Staying on his knees, Gene centered himself on her body and peeled her panties aside, revealing to him for the first time her wet pussy. “I’m pleased to see I’m not the only one enjoying this.” He states as he moves his head between her legs and gently glides his tongue against the lips of her pussy.
Michelle wasn’t prepared for his tongue as she let out with a loud moan. His tongue felt so soft against her that she nearly came right there. Then she felt his tongue lick deeper into her pussy. “Oooooooh! Master that feels so good.”
Gene was certainly enjoying her as he continued to lap up her juices from within her pussy. When he wrapped his lips from her protruding clit and gently bit down, she practically went into a convulsion as she let out her first orgasm of the night. Her chains were rattling and her moans turned to screams of ecstasy and it took her several minutes to come off her sexual high.
Gene stood back up and kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and letting her taste her juices that coated the lower half of his face.
As their kiss broke she whispered “oh my god, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced……master.” She nearly forgot where she was and hoped she recovered herself fast enough.
Grabbing the string attaching the two nipple clamps, he tugs on it saying “since you did so well, let’s remove these for good behavior.” With that, he detaches them from her swelling nipples and he senses that she’s disappointed with that.
Gene then reached up and grabbed the hook that is holding her up and swivels it 180 degrees so the hook arches down. Michelle lowers her arms and looks with confusion at him. With a pull on her leash, he orders her to her knees. She willingly obeys her master and kneels for him. She has a pretty good idea what’s next.
“Undo my jeans slave and pull them off of me.”
Again, she does as she is told, undoing her master’s jeans and pulling them to his ankles before helping him out of them completely. He’s now standing before her in his shirt, boxers, and socks. In his black boxers she can make out a very noticeable bulge which sends a tingle up her back from her dripping pussy.
“Now, slave, take my cock out and return the favor I gave you.”
Michelle pulls his boxers to his knees, releasing his seven and a half inch cock. She examined it for a moment, noting that it has a slight up ward curve to its left and that it hasn’t been circumcised. She licks up his shaft before taking the head into her mouth. Already she can taste the salty precum that has been dripping from him and she savors the taste.
“Oooooh, you’re a good little cock sucking slave, aren’t you? I may just decide to keep you around.”
Michelle only moaned in approval. The humming vibrated on Gene’s cockhead causing him to moan as well. More and more of his cock was disappearing into her mouth until she began to gag from it dipping down her throat.
Gene grabbed a handful of hair and helped her take more of his cock, pushing her head against his shaft and forcing it deeper into her throat. Michelle loved this and forced herself to overcome the gagging reflexes, taking every inch of his cock until her nose was buried in his pubes.
Michelle continued to suck away at his cock when she heard Gene moan and she felt a hot splash against the back of her throat. She knew right away what had happened; he came in her mouth. She felt the warm semen shoot down her gullet and settle in her stomach. She felt each squirt and she would’ve sworn he dumped a gallon of his manhood down her throat. As he pulled out of her she licked the remaining few drops clean. She looked up at her master and smiled a huge grin of appreciation.
“Wow, you really know how to suck cock!”
“Thank you master, I am glad that you enjoyed it.”
Without saying anything he removed the manacles from her ankles.