his hands stroked along her torso then out to her fingers and toes, massaging life back into them. The mice had ceased their dancing. Christ, what a way to wake up .
Surprised she’d slept, she had no concept of time. Had it been minutes? Hours? Was it morning? Used to waking when most people were still experiencing REM sleep, she guessed the time at pre-dawn, even though her body didn’t feel in the least bit rested.
“It’s time to play, sweetheart.”
Oh, God . Frank’s idea of playing meant bringing her to the brink of orgasm then leaving her aching.
“But first things first. If you need to relieve yourself, curl your right hand into a fist.”
The idea of walking for a few minutes, even if it was only to the bathroom and back, lifted her spirits. She curled her fingers inward.
“Good girl. It will just take a moment to empty your bladder, then we’ll have some fun.”
Expecting to be released so she could go the bathroom, she nearly jumped out of her skin when fingers parted her labia. She tensed, her mind trying to make sense of what was happening.
“Relax, girl.” Something hard surrounded her pussy, held firm against her skin.
She renewed her struggle to free herself as shame washed over her. No. Please, no.
A firm hand on her stomach held her hips against the table. “Urinate, girl, or I’ll make you.”
Tears nearly choked her. Biting down on the bar, she relieved herself. She’d never felt as alone as she did in that moment. Her chest heaved as she cried out her humiliation and shame while her caretaker cleansed her pussy with a damp cloth then dried her. She longed for Todd’s strong arms to hold her. If only she could hear his soothing voice telling her how proud he was of her instead of Frank’s cold tone.
After he washed her, time stretched out, endless it seemed. He didn’t touch her. There was only silence in the darkness of the hood. She lay still, trying to discern anything about her surroundings, but deprived of every sense except touch, she could tell nothing. She was hungry, tired, and cold. When he first bound her, the room had been warm, but now her nipples pebbled in the cold.
Her imagination went wild, dreaming up all manner of things Frank could do to her while he held her so completely under his control. None of them were things she wanted. All she wanted was to be released. She needed Todd. Needed for him to hold her. His strong arms always made her feel safe and loved.
“I’m going to use you now, girl.” The words broke into her silent reverie, startling her. “You’re a slave. You have no right to a safe-word.”
The bar was snatched from between her teeth only to be replaced by a larger gag, one that protruded into her mouth, the hilt lying flat over her lips. Frank lifted her head, fastening straps in the back before removing the patch blocking her nostrils.
Goose flesh broke out over her entire body. She prayed Todd was watching, that he wouldn’t let anything really bad happen to her. He trusted Frank, and she trusted Todd. Stay calm. You’re going to be fine.
Frank pressed something against the underside of her breast, then again on the outside curve. Moments later, he did the same to the other breast, the insides of her thighs near her pussy, another just above her now bare mound. What’s he doing?
Harsh fingers pinched the hood of her clit followed by the tickle of a thin wire dropping across her thigh. Forceful fingers smeared lube around her labia, delving inside as deep as possible, over and over. She knew what was coming, but wasn’t prepared for the girth or length of the dildo when it entered her.
“I’ve given you time to contemplate your true nature, to come to terms with who and what you are. Your body is mine. I’ll use it as I see fit.”
The first sensation was a warm tingle in both of her breasts. Then her clit began to warm followed by her thighs and her mound and her pussy.
“Feel that, girl? It’s only going to get better,
Surprised she’d slept, she had no concept of time. Had it been minutes? Hours? Was it morning? Used to waking when most people were still experiencing REM sleep, she guessed the time at pre-dawn, even though her body didn’t feel in the least bit rested.
“It’s time to play, sweetheart.”
Oh, God . Frank’s idea of playing meant bringing her to the brink of orgasm then leaving her aching.
“But first things first. If you need to relieve yourself, curl your right hand into a fist.”
The idea of walking for a few minutes, even if it was only to the bathroom and back, lifted her spirits. She curled her fingers inward.
“Good girl. It will just take a moment to empty your bladder, then we’ll have some fun.”
Expecting to be released so she could go the bathroom, she nearly jumped out of her skin when fingers parted her labia. She tensed, her mind trying to make sense of what was happening.
“Relax, girl.” Something hard surrounded her pussy, held firm against her skin.
She renewed her struggle to free herself as shame washed over her. No. Please, no.
A firm hand on her stomach held her hips against the table. “Urinate, girl, or I’ll make you.”
Tears nearly choked her. Biting down on the bar, she relieved herself. She’d never felt as alone as she did in that moment. Her chest heaved as she cried out her humiliation and shame while her caretaker cleansed her pussy with a damp cloth then dried her. She longed for Todd’s strong arms to hold her. If only she could hear his soothing voice telling her how proud he was of her instead of Frank’s cold tone.
After he washed her, time stretched out, endless it seemed. He didn’t touch her. There was only silence in the darkness of the hood. She lay still, trying to discern anything about her surroundings, but deprived of every sense except touch, she could tell nothing. She was hungry, tired, and cold. When he first bound her, the room had been warm, but now her nipples pebbled in the cold.
Her imagination went wild, dreaming up all manner of things Frank could do to her while he held her so completely under his control. None of them were things she wanted. All she wanted was to be released. She needed Todd. Needed for him to hold her. His strong arms always made her feel safe and loved.
“I’m going to use you now, girl.” The words broke into her silent reverie, startling her. “You’re a slave. You have no right to a safe-word.”
The bar was snatched from between her teeth only to be replaced by a larger gag, one that protruded into her mouth, the hilt lying flat over her lips. Frank lifted her head, fastening straps in the back before removing the patch blocking her nostrils.
Goose flesh broke out over her entire body. She prayed Todd was watching, that he wouldn’t let anything really bad happen to her. He trusted Frank, and she trusted Todd. Stay calm. You’re going to be fine.
Frank pressed something against the underside of her breast, then again on the outside curve. Moments later, he did the same to the other breast, the insides of her thighs near her pussy, another just above her now bare mound. What’s he doing?
Harsh fingers pinched the hood of her clit followed by the tickle of a thin wire dropping across her thigh. Forceful fingers smeared lube around her labia, delving inside as deep as possible, over and over. She knew what was coming, but wasn’t prepared for the girth or length of the dildo when it entered her.
“I’ve given you time to contemplate your true nature, to come to terms with who and what you are. Your body is mine. I’ll use it as I see fit.”
The first sensation was a warm tingle in both of her breasts. Then her clit began to warm followed by her thighs and her mound and her pussy.
“Feel that, girl? It’s only going to get better,
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