The ties that bind….

The more i fought the urge to squirm, it seemed the more i did just that…. my wrists were bound to the head-board with black rope, it was beginning to burn with each wiggle, i love my Master, so why did i feel the need to squirm against this? Was it that i craved the sting? Did i need reminding that i was His no matter what?

i knew i was safe, i knew He was the one person that i can trust my life with, yet still i wiggled against the ropes… “puppet, you keep that up will have some pretty good marks to explain” there was a hidden chuckle as He spoke to me. He enjoyed the occasional look on my face as the rope cut into my skin…He spoke again to say He was going to shower, and was a tad bit evil when He grinned and suggested i not go anywhere…So i asked “What if i need to pee?” He replied “Well, I suggest you hold it, but if you are unable, then I suppose I would have to rub your nose in it just like training a new pup. you need to be trained.” i just laid there trying to fight the butterflies He woke in my stomach, i love how alive He makes me feel, i am grateful that i am the one that gets to serve Him. my cunt began to beg for my touch, His touch, but the rope refused me that right, just as He intended…i laid wondering if He knew what He was doing to me…He did.

He returned from the shower, my cunt was wet, His property was starved, i needed His touch, my hips grinded the nothing against it, who knew nothing could feel that good!

He took a lit candle from the nightstand, tilted it until i moaned from the hot wax splashing against my skin, covering one nipple at a time, i was struggling against the ropes, struggling for another breath, but not struggling against Him, my hips continued to grind the nothing He left against them. He began to ask “Who do you serve?” “Who do you long to please” my words flowed out in an incoherent whisper “You Sir”..”Good girl” He said as He reached down in-between my legs, “That is awful warm, I should probably cool it off a bit.” i whimpered because i knew what was coming next. He dripped more hot wax over my aching hard nipples and left me there. i made several attempts to catch my breath and try to control my breathing as a way to calm myself, but i was unsuccessful in my lame attempt, i was entirely too turned on to calm myself. He returned with the glass dildo He made me place in the freezer prior to His arrival, my breathing was quick and shallow, which only seemed to fuel His fire. He picked up the candle and dripped more wax over my nipples, i bit my bottom lip and moaned with pleasure, then the touch of the frigid dildo against my clit caused me to flinch, the ropes cut into my skin again, i began to pant “please, please, please oh God please”. He began to run the cold rod in and out of my pussy, as my nipples felt the heat of the tilted candle He held just inches away.

my hips girated with the rythum of the dildo fucking me, i was in Heaven, staring up at the most amazing Master….. Whom was  wearing a devilish grin.