This is a work of fiction. If you are under whatever arbitrary age your elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult material, understand that you will be breaking the law if you read this. If you get caught, don't blame me because your parents can't keep track of you.

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~Pen

I entered Bob & Cindy's house through the garage door. They were gone for the week and Bob had asked me to feed their cat for them. I was pretty quiet as I walked in the house and began looking for the cat food. Kelvin (the cat) wandered in and meowed as he rubbed against my leg. He slipped out the kitchen door and out through the garage. As I started to pour the food into the bowl I head a noise coming from another part of the house. I froze. The sound was repeated. It sounded like a low moan.

What the hell is that, I thought. Moving very quietly I worked my way into the house. The sound was coming from the bed room. Since the blinds were drawn in there, the only light was coming from behind me going into the doorway, and I had no wish to be outlined in that. I slipped into the hall bathroom and grabbed a towel off the rack and waited. Sooner or later the person would be coming out and then we would discuss why they were here. The figure moved out of the room and into the hall. As it passed I wrapped the towel around its' head and dropped it to the floor. There was a muffled squeak that was defiantly a curse. I pushed a pencil against its' back and said, "Give me a reason not to use this knife on you."

About the same time I noticed that the figure was a woman. A very nude woman. This was quite a surprise. I loosened the grip I had on the towel while pushing the pencil a little farther to show I meant business.

"Well?"

"I'm here to feed the FUCKIN' CAT, Goddamnit, now LET ME UP!"

The voice sounded very familiar. I took off the towel and rolled her over. What a body. Oh, my God what a body. It was Kim, a friend of Cindy's. In clothes she looked great. Without them I was having a hard time not attacking her on the spot. She was a bright red, understandable considering the circumstances. I caught the smell of a very aroused woman as I stood up, the towel still in my hands. Kim is about 5'3" tall, short auburn hair and green eyes. Large tits with big (erect?) nipples. Very narrow waist and a beautiful ass. Also a pussy with a very small amount of blond hair. What a sight. She sat up and looked at me. "My I please have that towel?"

I gave it to her and she held it in front of her.

"What were you doing in the bedroom ?" I asked. "And why (not that I mind, I thought ) aren't you wearing anything?"

I noticed a pair of panties on the floor where Kim had dropped them. She held up a hand and said "Help me up."

I took her hand but did not let her rise.

"You didn't answer my question."

She turned a deeper shade of red and looked at the floor.

"I was looking for something.", she mumbled.

"Like what?"

"I'm too embarrassed to say. May I get up?"

"Yea. Also I'd put on some clothes if I were you."I said.

"Oh? Why is that?" she asked. Then she saw the look in my eyes. She licked her lips and dissappeared back into the bedroom. I went to feed the cat, cursing myself for being a real idiot.

"Is it true that you are into S & M ?" She asked.

I turned around and looked at her in surprise. I continued to look because I liked what I saw. She'd put clothes on all right. A tiny pair of sheer pink panties and a loose tee shirt. They were not the same panties she'd had coming out of the bed room.

"You are direct aren't you? Where did you get the idea I was into that? " I asked.

"Cindy and I have talked about a lot of things. She mentioned that she thought that you had tried S & M. Have you?" She was moving forward as she spoke and I began to notice that, small as she was, she had an awful lot of skin and the "clothes " she was wearing were not hiding it very well.

"Well, yes. I've had a little experience with it."I said.

"Were you the do'er or the do'ee?"

"I was the do'er"

"Did you enjoy it?"

Kim, I thought, if you come any closer you're going to find out first hand. Naturally, as soon as this crossed my mind she took several steps forward.

"Yes. As a matter of fact I did."

"How about the girl?"

"Well, if she didn't like what I was doing she certainly faked it well. Several times."

"I've had guys tie me up before, but none of them have had the experience behind them to do it right."

"It's not very difficult to tie someone up." I said.

"Not true. But it wasn't just that." My eyebrows went up."They didn't treat me the way that I wanted to be treated"

"And how was that?" I asked.

"Like a total and complete slave. They were too afraid that they would hurt me. I'm not really all that fragile." She closed the last few feet between us and said, "Do you really want to know what I was doing when you found me?"

I nodded.

"Well then, if you make me your slave I have to tell you, don't I?" She ran her hand down the front of my shirt, then down to the bulge in my jeans. "So make me tell you." And she turned around to walk away.

She didn't get very far before I grabbed her and spun her around. Pinning her hands behind her back with one of mine, I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her head back with the other. Then I leaned down and kissed her as hard as I could. Her lips parted and I felt her tongue in my mouth. I let go of her head and ran my hand over her tight ass as she started making little grinding motions into my leg with her pussy. I moved my hand around to the front and began rubbing her pussy through the silk covering it. She was soaking wet. I continued this until she started to tremble. Then I stopped and quickly turned her around. I pulled her hair back and spoke softly into her ear.

"So, what is a little slave like you doing pretending you are a free woman?"

She trembled and said, "I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean to. I will not do it again."

I pushed her to her knees on the tile floor.

"The proper position for a pleasure slave is on her knees, back straight, knees spread wide with her hands palm up on her thighs. Did you forget this?" I said as sternly as I could. In reality, it was all I could do to keep from taking her right there on the kitchen floor.

"I, I'm sorry Master. I forgot."

"Must a command be repeated?" I asked softly.

She opened her knees as far as they would go, and put her hands in the right position. I looked at her. It was quite warm in the house since the air conditioning was off. There was a light sheen of sweet on her chest and thighs. There was also a spot of dark pink between her legs where her pussy juices had soaked the panties. I lifted my hand to my nose and could smell her musk from when I had been rubbing her. My dick got very hard.

"So, I come to my friends house and I find you doing some thing in their bedroom. Do you know what happens to slaves that go into free persons bedrooms with out permission?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"They get punished. Unfortunately I don't have all the proper tools for that here." I paused. I realized that I had not seen her little Fiero out front. "How did you get here?"

"I have a new pickup. The white Bronco II."

"I see. Do not move from that position or you will add to your punishment."

I opened the door and walked into the garage. When I looked outside, I saw that the Bronco had tinted windows. I walked back inside and, after asking her permission (it was a new truck after all), I got the keys and pulled it into the garage. Then I went back into the kitchen after grabbing some corse rope that was hanging on the wall. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw it.

"Now I want you to strip, starting with that shirt and ending with your panties."

She started to get up. "Did I give you permission to rise?"

"No, sir."

I walked behind her and doubling the rope in my hand lightly struck her back twice. She didn't even flinch. I stood in front of her.

"That is just a reminder that slaves are punished when they do not follow directions." I knelt in front of her and ran my hands over her large tits. When I felt her nipples stiffen through the bra I began pinching them. She closed her eyes and leaned forward into my kneading hands. I started pinching them a little harder and her breath quickened. As I continued to increase the pressure on her nipples she began to gasp and squirm. I waited until she was moaning aloud then stopped. I got up and flicked the rope across her chest. She jumped and looked at me.

"Strip yourself. You may not rise from the floor."

Kim ran her hands up her thighs and grabbed her shirt. Then she pulled it slowly over her head, her tits jutting out as she thrust her chest forward in a provocative gesture. The thin bra didn't do much in the way of hiding her tits. It was a sheer pink and her nipples were straining against the material. As she moved to undo the bra, I strode forward and stopped her. She looked at me questioningly. I ran my hands over her left breast, flicking lightly at the nipple. I took the tip in my hand and squeezed it, while pulling a little. She closed her eyed and moaned. Then I began to rub my thumbs in circles, stimulating her with soft caresses. I stepped back and she looked at me with frustration in her eyes.

"Continue." I commanded.

She ran her hands over her breasts, caressing them, then undid the snap and removed the bra. Then she ran her hands down her sides to her soaked snatch and hooked her thumbs into the top of her panties. Her tits swayed as she shifted to the side to remove the silk covering her.

"Stop."

She looked up in surprise. I walked behind her and roughly pulled her hands together. Cutting the rope with a kitchen knife, I tied her wrists tightly together. Then, with another section of rope I pulled back her elbows until they were touching and wrapped several layers of rope around them. It must of been pretty uncom- fortable, but she didn't say anything. I stepped in front of her. Because her shoulders were pulled so far back, her large tits were thrusting out very far. Her nipples were very erect and I couldn't resist sucking on them. I knelt in front of her and took her left nipple in my mouth, sucking and pulling gently with my lips. I heard her groan and felt her breathing increase. Then I took the swollen tip between my teeth and bit, lightly at first, then with increasing pressure. I pulled her nipple away from her breast with my teeth while rubbing the end with my tongue. She was arching her back and making guttural noises, but she wasn't complaining of my rough treatment. I let go of her nipple letting it rasp across my teeth as is slid out of my mouth.

"Aah!" She yelled.

"Problem, slave?" I asked.

Her face was flushed and I could smell the excitement from her cunt. She looked at me and shook her head.

"Do you plead a reduction of your punishment?"

"No sir"

"It is likely to get worse you know. Much worse."

Her eyes shined and she said "I know."

"Stand up."

She got to her feet, with me helping her. I rubbed her soaking cunt getting my fingers slick with her juice.

"Open your mouth and taste yourself."

She turned her head. I took the rope in my hand and doubled about four feet of it . She looked at me and I lashed her across her stomach. She jumped.

"You may not disobey me. The punishment is five lashes."

Then I struck her across the tits mildly hard. They bounced from the impact of the four lashes. She was gasping when I finished but her engorged nipples said that she liked the whipping. I rubbed her sopping bush again making her grind against my hand. Then I put my fingers to her lips. Her tongue came out and licked them clean.

I took more of the rope and rapped it around her waist. Four loops of it constricted her until she was gasping. She could only breath in short breaths. I looked at her and asked if she was all right and she nodded yes. Then I took the rough rope and drew it across her tits. They were pretty sensitive from the attention that they had been given and she jumped. I wound it around her back, under her arms and tits, then I crossed it between them and over them and secured it in back. I cut a piece of the rope and began winding it around her left breast. I wound it very tightly and soon it was very red with her nipple standing out at least an inch. I repeated the process with her other breast. Kim was beginning to look a little dazed from my treatment of her but when I asked if she wanted me to stop she shook her head no. I asked if this was what she had in mind when she propositioned me. She hesitated then nodded yes. I took more of the rope and tied it to a loop I'd left in the waist cinch. I made her spread her legs apart and started rubbing her clit through her panties, then I replaced my hand with the rope. I thought it was too rough to use on her unprotected pussy, which is why I had her leave her panties on. I worked the rope side to side in her slit then pulled it up until she stood on her tip-toes. It split her cunt making outlines of her lips on either side of it. Then I fastened it to the front of the waist rope.

By this time my dick was a piece of steel. I had to do something so I put her on her knees again. I opened my pants and shoved my dick in her mouth until she almost gaged. Then I pulled it out a bit and shoved it in a little farther. Finally she was able to take in my whole length. I did not allow her to release it from her mouth, fucking her by moving it in and out an inch or so each way. She could not swallow and her saliva was running down her chin. After a short time I came. I spurted a few times in her mouth, then left the rest of my load on her face and lips. My cum ran off her face to drip on her bound tits. She licked her lips to get as much cum as she could then looked at me.

"Did I please you, Master?" She asked.

"You were adequate. In the future you will be given opportunities to improve yourself." I said. Although, I thought, If you can I might well pass out.

She bent her head and looked at the floor. "Thank you Master."

I began rolling her nipples in my hand. They were very distended and slick with my cum. They were very sensitive and my handling of them was bringing her to the edge of orgasm.

"Stand up." I said as I got a grip on her nipples and began pulling up. She moaned loudly as the pressure increased while she struggled to her feet. I took another section of rope and tied her legs together just above the knee, then again at the ankles. Then I went into the bedroom. When I found what I was looking for I returned to the kitchen. In my hand I had a pair of Cindy's panties.

"Do these look familiar?" I asked. She blushed and said nothing. "Open your mouth slave, I am going to gag you with these."

"No, please Master, NO." She begged.

"Must a command be repeated?"

"Oh, but please, those are Cindy's!"

"No problem." She looked relieved. "Five lashes for disobeying me and then you will beg me to put these in your mouth. Otherwise I will whip you until you do."

Her eyes opened wide as I reached for the last two foot section of rope. Since her legs were fastened together she couldn't move at all to avoid the blows. One on each ass cheek (although not very hard), one across her thighs then the last two on her tits. I didn't hit her much harder than I had last time, but her tits had been bound tightly with the blood rushing into them and so they were very sensitive. She yelled each time and squirmed in her bonds but I could have sworn that she looked like she was about to come.

"Now, open your mouth." She did and I made her lick the cotton pad of Cindy's soiled panties before shoving them into her mouth. Then I tied them there with the last piece of rope.

"Are you ready to go for a ride?"

Her eyes got wide and she shook her head vigorously, NO.

"Good" I said. I walked into the garage and opened the back of her truck. Then I picked her up and set her in it. She was yelling something or other, but I assumed that she was just eager to go for the ride. I told her that and she looked at me with death in her eyes. I closed the back noting that unless someone looked through the windshield they couldn't see into the truck and even then would be unable to see her.

I took the side streets wanting to avoid the highway. Also, it took a little longer to get there that way. Kim couldn't roll very far in the back of the truck because the seat was in the way, but every movement tightened the ropes across her body. Her tightly bound tits rubbed against the carpet stimulating them and I could see her shifting her hips so that the rope would rub her pussy. When I arrived at my condo I parked the truck out front. I set the brake and turned around to look at my captive. She was now lying on her side, her body soaked with sweat. Since she was so still I figured that she had cum at least once on the trip here. She confirmed this with a nod when asked, but did not want me to untie her.

"I am going inside to get a few things. It shouldn't take long. Don't go anywhere while I'm gone, O.K.?" You know the old saying...if looks could kill...

I took and threw a blanket over her because I didn't want anyone to chance by and see her. I took almost twenty minutes to return. The truck was quite warm and when I lifted the blanket the smell of Kims' sex hit me like a blow. I wondered if anyone would notice if I fucked her right here...but I decided against it. I took a squeeze bottle with water in it and shoved the tube past her gag. Then I slowly gave her water until she signaled she'd had enough. Her tits were bright red and I could see the marks of the rope in her skin, but again she indicated she was o.k. I started licking her on her lips. She moaned in frustration because she couldn't kiss me back. I worked my way to her tits and sucked the hard nipples until she was squirming. Then I drove back to Bob's house.

"Now the real fun begins. "I said as I lifted her out of the truck.

We went into Bob's weight room. I set Kim on the floor and looked around. There was a large metal frame that Bob used as a squat rack and several benches for various exercises. I decided to start with the squat rack. I bent down and untied Kims ankles and legs. Then I supported her until she was steady on her feet and walked her over to the rack. Taking out a pair of hand cuffs, I walked over and untied her wrists. I took a soft cloth and wrapped it around them, then put on the cuffs. I untied her elbows and she groaned with relief. There were marks in her skin from the rope and I asked if she wanted to loosen up a little. She nodded yes, so I untied all of the ropes that I had put on her, including the gag. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remove your panties.", I said.

"Now, how am I going to do that if my hands are cuffed behind me?", she said.

I just looked at her.

"I know, I know, 5 lashes right?"

I nodded. She sighed and began to work off her last piece of clothing. It was quite arousing watching her naked body squirm as she struggled to pull them off and I began to get hard again. When she had completed her task I walked up to her and started running my hands over her nude form, lightly following the marks that the rope had left in her skin. She shuddered and closed her eyes as I lightly ran my fingers over her sensitive breasts, kneading them until the nipples came back to being erect. Then I reached down to cup her wet sex with my hand. Her lips were distended and I gently tugged on them. Her sighs turned into moans as I slid my finger over her clit, then inside her a little ways. I rubbed her clit again as she leaned against me. With out warning I pushed my finger all the way inside her. She was very tight and I wondered what the walls of her cunt would feel like wrapped around my dick. I continued to grind my hand against her pussy, rotating it until I could feel her close to cumming. I stopped and pulled out my finger.

"Please Master. Please don't stop."

"Were you about to come?" I asked. She nodded.

"Without permission?", I asked with a surprised look on my face.

"N..no Master!"

"Some how I think you are lying to me", I said. I started to rub her clit again. "Are you sure that you weren't lying?"

"Yes sir, please, please may I come?" she asked. Her breathing was really quite ragged and I knew that she could not hold out much longer. I decided to take pity on my little slave, so I stopped rubbing her clit.

"No, you may not come."

She groaned. I turned her around and pushed her towards the rack. Then I tied each foot to one side of the rack spreading her legs very wide. I removed the cuffs on her hands and wrapped about six layers of rope around her wrists. Then I retied the rope at her elbows just enough to make her arch her back. Reaching up I flipped the end of another rope over the top bar. On end of this tied to her bound wrists and the other I started to pull up on, making her bend forward as her wrists were pulled towards the bar. I raised her arms to the point where she had to bend over at almost 90 degrees then I stopped and secured the rope at the top. I stepped back to look at her. Very tempting sight. Since her back was arched when she bent over her pussy was thrust out. I would definitely take advantage of that.

I walked around to the front. "Are you comfortable?"

"No, Master. This is very uncomfortable. My arms hurt."

She did not asked to be released. Since she was bent over her large tits were swaying from side to side as she squirmed in the ropes. I squatted down and took hold of one of them.

"I'm sure after an hour or two you will get used to this."I said as I rubbed and squeezed her.

Her eyes widened. "No, please, I couldn't take this for an hour!"

I started to put pressure on the breast in my hand. Then I rubbed the nipple. She started to gasp and writhe.

"You are very loud and I don't want the neighbors complaining. I think I will gag you."

I walked back to where her panties were and picked them up.

They were sopping wet. I went back to the front and grabbed her hair, forcing her head up. Then I ran the panties over her nose and mouth.

"Open up."

She closed her eyes and obeyed. I ran the panties over her lips then stuffed them inside. Then I took the rope that had been between her legs and wrapped it around her head twice, forcing it back into her mouth.

I left the room, went into the bathroom and got some dental floss. When I returned I told her that I was going to use it to tie her tits. The floss would sink into her and cause her breasts to swell and become very sensitive. I wrapped the thin string around each of her tits, although not very tightly. Then so she wouldn't get bored, I took a set of nipple clamps and applied them to each tit. She moaned through the gag. I showed her the two little weights that I was going to put on the chain attaching her nipples.

"When you start to move around from what I'm going to do to you, these are going to tug on your nipples. You might find that you like the sensation."

I put on the right weight holding it so that it didn't pull on her. Then I dropped it. She jumped and hung her head down. I forced it back up and looked at her. Then I said the release word. She shook her head no. I applied the other weight. Walking behind her I reached for a small clip from my bag. Then I sat down behind her. She was so wet that she was almost dripping and the smell of her musk made my head spin with lust. I reached forward and lightly forced her clit out of it's little hood. Then I applied the clamp behind it so that her clit would continue to remain exposed. The clip was adjustable and it didn't require all that much to keep out her clit, so I knew all she felt was the pressure. Then I started to run my tongue over her salty lips. She tasted just fine and I spread her open with my fingers and slid my tongue inside. She was moaning almost continually, but I still hadn't given her permission to cum. I ran my tongue up and over her ass hole as I stuck two finger inside her cunt.

"You may cum now, once only, if you want." I said.

I ran my tongue down and started to flick her exposed clit while inserting a finger into her slick ass hole. I wasn't long before she gave a very loud yell and came. However, I didn't stop licking her, and very soon she was on the verge again. I took a small vibrating butt plug, slowly worked it into her ass and turned it on low. Then I reached through her legs and released the clamps, one at a time. She yelled pretty loud each time but soon she was on the edge of another orgasm as I rolled her clit between my fingers. I waited until she was just about to cum then stopped and picked up a whip. I flicked it over her back a few times, then struck her pretty hard on one ass cheek. She didn't even jump. I walked around and removed her gag. She was gasping in frustration from the near orgasm.

"I want you to yell stop if I hit you too hard. Anything else you say will be ignored. Do you understand?", I asked.

"Yes, sir."

I bent over and ran my fingers over her breasts. Her nipples were sticking out very far and her tits were red and swollen from the string. She squirmed from my attentions. I walked back and flicked the whip over her pussy. She gasped as the leather ran over her exposed clit. Then I rubbed her clit with one hand and started flipping the leather over her shoulder onto her tits. She kept squirming and moaning but no 'stop'.

"From one to ten, tell me how close you are to cuming."

"Eight."

I put a finger inside her and hit her tits a little harder.

"Nine,"

"You may not cum."

"Ohhhh."

I continues until I had given her about twenty strokes with the whip, non very hard.

"Now you get the five I promised earlier. If you beg well, I'll only give you those five. If not then I give you ten."

"Please Master, I am an unworthy slave and I ask you to give me ten strokes."

"Ten?"

"Yes, please I beg for them."

"You like the whip that much?"

"Yes Sir."

I hit her twice on each ass cheek hard enough to turn them red, then rubbed her clit again. She got two more on each bound tit, making them bounce each time they were hit. The string did its work, each movement of her breast caused it to cut deeper into her. She was yelling when I finished that, but no 'stop'. I reached down and cut the string binding her breasts and removed it. Her tits were criss crossed with red marks from the string and the whip. I sucked on her nipples while fingering her cunt then stopped when she yelled 'nine' again.

"Where do you want the last two strokes, slave?"

"On my pussy."

"Are you sure?"

"Please Master, use the whip on my cunt."

I pulled down my under pants and ran my dick over her lips smearing the precum over them.

"You get to have me in your mouth for these last two. Don't even think of biting me."

I worked my dick into her mouth. Her tongue and lips felt fantastic as I worked my rod in and out. Then I whipped the lash down between her ass cheeks striking her hard on her open pussy. She stiffened but made no sound. Once more I rasped the leather across her vulnerable clit. This time she yelled. Muffled of course since my dick was deep in her throat.

"Now beg me to fuck you.", I said as I pulled out.

"Please sir I need to be fucked. Put your dick inside me."

I walked around behind her and slowly sunk my dick in to the hilt. She was very tight and between her velvet cunt and the vibrator in her other hole I knew I wasn't going to last long. I gave her permission to come, which she did almost right away, then a few short minutes later I emptied my load into her. I pulled out, then removed the plug. I walked to the front of her and put my dick to her lips. Her pink little tongue came out and licked off our combined juices. When I was clean I reached down and untied her legs. Then I untied the rope around her wrists and she collapsed into my arms. I put her on the floor then stretched out next to her and put my arms around her.

Some time later she looked up at me with those green eyes and said, "Thank-you."

"My pleasure. "

"And mine." She smiled. "So what are you doing Friday night..."

I figured that we would think of something.