



	Sub-let
	
               by........annie


	Chapter 1  The First Night

	In my own little corner, in my own little chair...I couldn't get the song out of my head and I couldn't sing it either.  Cinderella sang them in a movie.  We had something in common, Cinderella and I .  I sat in a corner.  I sat in a little chair.  I sat by a fireplace all by myself...for the moment at least.  But I sure wasn't going anywhere.  I couldn't, no matter how much I might want to.
	I looked down at my bare feet, and ankles, and knees, and that was about all I could see.  That and the wide leather straps that were buckled to each one.  And the locks that held them to the legs of the short stool I sat on.   I couldn't see my arms because they were fastened in the same way behind me to the other two legs of the stool.  My head was pulled slightly forward in a harness and held fast to a large ring that stuck out from the dark wall that was only a few inched from my nose. 
	That was the last thing He had done before He went to another room.  He fitted the leather straps over and around my head and cinched it tight.  The final touch was the red rubber ball that He stuffed in my mouth.
	"Don't go anywhere now," He chuckled as He left me there.  I don't know how long I'd been in this position.  It felt like hours but I knew it hadn't been anywhere near that long.  My arms ached and my mouth was full of spit.
	What I did have, though, was plenty of time to think about how I ended up in this position.  If I had objected strongly enough, I might have gotten out of it.  But, truth be told, the idea intrigued and excited me.  But it also scared the daylight out of me.  In the end, I did as She told me.  I left the safety of Mistress's home and went with this man.
	It started this evening after work.  I got home and greeted Her as usual.  I asked Her if I may come in and then took off my clothes.  I sat near Her chair and waited.  She finished what She was doing on the computer and turned to me.  
	"I had a most interesting talk with a friend of mine today.  You have met Him.  He's very interested in you.  He enjoyed that session with you and wants more.  In fact, He even offered to pay for you.  You know He's offered before.  He'd like to rent You for a weekend...very soon."
	I lowered my head and giggled...just a little bit...embarrassed by the response in my body. This was not the first time this proposition had been made.  The first time She told me about it, I thought it was a distinct possibility.  But, She told me that it was out of the question.
	"Something strike you as amusing?"  She put Her hand under my chin and raised my face so that I had to look into Her eyes.  They weren't smiling.  "I think that just proves that I've made the right decision.  You've become far too impertinent lately.  I believe Your attitude is in need of some adjustments.  I think it should begin right now.  Go get it."
	I sat just a moment too long.  I heard what She said but I wasn't sure I believed it.  Before I finally moved, the word "double" was spoken.  This got me going...quickly.  I got up, found the paddle - the long, thick, wooden one - and handed it to Her.  
	I knew what was expected of me.  I turned away from Her to bend over and place my hands on the bed.  The anticipation is almost as bad as the pain.  She must have had me stand there for a full five minutes so that when it struck me the first time, it wobbled me.
	"One, thank You Mistress...I'm very sorry Mistress."  I didn't have the last words out before the second one landed.  "Two...." I gasped.  She really meant business this time.  These weren't fun.  Ten is the usual punishment but She had doubled the number.  She was very dissatisfied with me.  By the time She got to fifteen, there were tears in my eyes and my apologies rang with sincerity.  She didn't stop until I had the full twenty.
	"Get on your knees and look at me."
	I obliged quickly.  Once more, She raised my face to Hers.  There were tears on my cheeks but She paid them no mind.
	"I've been far too lenient with You.  Your training requires a refresher course.  You've begun to take a great many things for granted and too often now, forget your place.  The arrangements have been made.  This is not for the money.  You know I don't need that.  And this is not totally punishment.  You will enjoy much of it but, I'm sure, not all.  He has, however, offered to make some very special furniture for Me.  He'll need to have You with Him to get all the correct measurements.  Do you have anything to say?"
	"No Ma'am."
	"Good.  Now, come here."  I moved close to Her and rested my head against Her breasts.  She held me and soothed me as the pain left me.  She kissed the top of my head and smoothed my hair.  "Now, go have a shower.  I'll bring you the clothes I want you to wear."
	I stiffened as She said that.  But, I thought, it's late.  Why would I be getting dressed at this hour of the evening.  It was almost ten.  I didn't argue or hesitate.  
	The water stung but, gradually, began to make me feel better.  I didn't know what to make of all this.  I understood this was to be training.  I knew how Mistress went about it but not how He did.  I knew He was stern.  There was no room for hesitation.  He was gruff in His handling but could also be surprisingly gentle.  All I had now were questions....and fear.
	I didn't hear Her when She brought the clothes in.  I turned to rinse and She was watching me.  She handed me the shaving cream with the admonition not to reflect badly on Her by not living up to Her standards.
	I was almost finished dressing when the knock came on the door.  Mistress had closed the door when She went out of the bathroom so that all I could hear were muffled voices.  One was definitely male.  I looked at myself in the mirror and the realization that I would be going with Him tonight slammed into me.  For a few minutes I couldn't move.  I should have figured it out before now.  She'd brought the kind of clothes He prefers....lacy undies, teddy, boots, short skirt, crisp white blouse, jacket...yes, I sure should have known.
	I finished my hair.  The water had been turned off quite a while ago.  They had to know I was finished but I couldn't make myself open the door and leave the safety of the room.  I didn't have to.  I heard the catch click as the handle was turned.  The low chuckle of a male voice met my ears.
	"Come out, come out wherever you are.  Come see what I have for you."
	"Yes Sir."
	He took my wrist and pulled me into the living room.  Mistress stood there with Her arms folded across Her chest.  When He let go of my hand, I let my arms fall to my sides and lowered my head.
	"Mistress has decided you need a little vacation.  She thought you might like to go on a camping trip for the weekend.  I have just the place.  It's quiet, remote, secluded....no one around for miles."
	Mistress came to me.  She whispered assurances in my ear that I would be quite all right with Him.  She also told me to be willing to learn from Him and obey Him without delay.  She had discussed with Him the rules of the game....Her rules....and expected me to report any break from them.  She hugged me and kissed my cheek as She turned me to face Him.
	He had a collar in His hand and quickly put it around my neck.  He clicked the leash onto it and jerked it hard as He moved to the door.
	"Tell Mistress good-bye now."
	I did.  I felt tears in my eyes as I closed the door behind me.  This was all so fast....so unexpected.  Leaving Mistress like this, for this, not knowing where I was going or what was going to happen.
	He led me into the garage where His truck was parked with the passenger door open.  He took off my jacket and pulled my arms behind me and held my wrists together with one hand.  He got the length of rope that was sitting on the hood and bound them with it.  He slipped the jacket over my shoulders.
	"Get in."
	I heeded Mistress's advice and stepped up into it immediately.  I settled into the seat but He didn't close the door.
	"Did you really think it would be that easy?  Hmmmm?  You should know better."
	He reached under the seat and pulled out a wooden bar with straps and buckles on each end of it.   He fitted one just above my knee and fastened it in place.  My knees were drawn apart and the other side buckled on.  He reached across my lap and rummaged in a back-pack that was beside me.  He took something from it but His body prevented me from seeing it.  His hands went under my skirt and into my panties.  I felt cool metal as He slid something into them, and left it there.
	He closed my door then, went around the truck, and got in.  He fastened my seat belt, then His. I started as the ignition caught and found myself looking back to the house.  I thought surely Mistress would open the door and tell me this was all for Her amusement...to see my reaction....something.  But, no, the truck backed out of the drive and sped forward.
	"Well now, it's time for your first lesson pet."  He put His hand into the back-pack again.  I heard a little click and the thing in my panties sprang to life.  It vibrated hard against my clit and I gasped out loud.  He turned it back off.
	"You see, W/we have a long drive ahead of U/us and I need something to amuse me.  Here's the point.  You will maintain perfect control of yourself.  You will keep silent.  You will not complain.  You will not look anywhere but straight ahead.  You will not close your eyes.  And, most importantly, you will even think about cumming."
	That said, He pushed the button again.  I was able to follow all the rules except for the one about not thinking about it.  How could I not think about it?  Each time He turned it on, I pressed my head back against the headrest.  The purpose of the bar between my knees was quite obvious now.  It was going to be a very long ride indeed.
	It had grown dark and He was on a road I didn't know.  I was getting farther and farther away from Mistress.  Somewhere along the way, I made a decision.  This is what She wanted me to do .  I would represent Her well and learn the things He would teach.  But, it was already difficult.  I was very stimulated by now and it was hard to keep my composure.  I gained control of my body and kept it.
	I focused so much on my situation that I didn't notice when He turned off the main road.  The jarring of the truck as the paved road turned to a gravel one brought my attention back to my surroundings.  There wasn't much to see.  A narrow road, trees, and a sky full of stars.  He had been serious when He said it would be secluded.
	The sound of His footsteps returning brought me back to the present.  He stroked my hair for a minute before releasing me from the stool and wall.  He helped me stand and made sure I was steady on my feet.  He hooked the leashed back to my collar and led me to another room.
	"Time for your first fitting," He chuckled.
	I looked at what He'd been working on.  The big wooden "x" was at least six feet tall.  The legs of it were about a yard apart, as was the top.  There were straps and small wood planks near it on the floor.  I realized what it was going to be....and how I would be placed on it.  This was the piece of "furniture" He had bartered for me.	
	He began moving me here and there...stretching an arm or a leg.  He hooked my wrists together behind me and tied my leash to a bent nail high on the wall.  
	He went back to the "x" and began working on it.  He put a small wooden platform about six inches from the floor on the bottom of each leg.  He measured up from the center and added straps and "o" rings to each side.  To each leg, top and bottom, He added straps with buckles.  And, in the center, He placed wide leather straps with several more buckles. Slightly below the place where the wood crossed in the center, He attached a sturdy bracket.  Just above this, He drilled a large hole.  It was the short, thick dowel that He slid into this hole and fastened to the bracket that really got my attention.
	He stood back from it and, chin in hand, scrutinized His work.  He nodded His head slightly, apparently satisfied with what He'd done.  He put away His tools and swept up the shavings that had fallen to the floor.
	"Let's try it on, pet," He chuckled as He came toward me.  He undid the leash from my collar and, sticking His fingers through the "o" ring on it, pulled me toward the thing....just inches away from it.  He turned me to face it.  "Look at it."  He let my wrists apart.  "Touch it."  He took my hands and slid each on up the length of it, holding them there for a moment before He turned me back to face Him.  Part of me was dreading this but part was beginning to anticipate it, to want whatever He was going to do to me with it.  I didn't have to wait long to find out.
	He bent and put one of my feet on the little shelf at the bottom and strapped it into place.  He raised me up as He guided me to straddle the bar in the middle.  My hands were brought up to the top and clicked the cuffs to the rings He'd attached there.  The other foot was stretched down to the remaining leg and, after adjusting me on the dowel in the middle, fastened the strap to my ankle and then the wide one around my waist.  He looked me over well.  But, He wasn't finished.  
	He went to the wall behind me and I heard Him doing something but couldn't see.  From where He stood, He was attaching something to the ring in the top of my head harness.  I felt my head being drawn up...slowly.  He checked under my chin and drew it up just a little more.
	So, there I was...pulled down from the top so that my cunt was pressed hard against the wood there, pulled up from the top so that my head and arms were stretched tight, and pulled tightly from each side.  I couldn't even see in front of me because of the slight angle of my head and the straps from the harness blocking much of my vision.  It was uncomfortable, but not unpleasant.
	"Well now, after all my hard work, I think I need some down-time.  After all, you know what they say, ‘all work and no play make Jack a dull boy'.  And I certainly don't intend to be dull.
	His voice startled me.  His finger traced its way over my body.  I felt goose bumps follow it.  I wasn't cold.  He squeezed one nipple, gently at first.  My body responded to the pleasure.  The squeeze became a pinch and, when He crushed the whole breast in His hand, I moaned with the pain.  The moan was louder when He slapped it hard.  He went back and forth between both of them...slapping, pinching, squeezing.
	There was a quick stab of pain when He put on the nipple clamps.  There was more when He flicked them with His large fingers.  There was more when He added the weights, flicked at them again, and added some more.  I felt the wetness in my cunt.  So did He when He slid His hand between my legs.
	"I think You like this...shame on you...such a little slut.  Well, this is a vacation after all...isn't it?  Let's see what else you might enjoy."
	He worked His finger into the tight space between the bar and my clit and quickly stimulated me to the point of orgasm....and stopped...and laughed.  I did groan then - not in pain but in frustration.
	He slid the little metal thing that was such a torment on the ride to this place where His finger had been.  He wedged it in very tightly.  He turned it on.  I went rigid with the pleasure immediately.
	"You know one of the big rules is that you can never cum without permission.  There will be punishment each time you do.  And you will cum, and be punished, each time you do until you learn to control your body."
	I heard the words and knew what they meant.  My cunt didn't care, though, and He knew it.  It throbbed and pulsed with want.  It had been building for a long time now.  It hadn't forgotten its frustration on the way here.  It had a mind of it's own.
	I tried to talk through the gag in my mouth.  I was begging for permission already.  I tried to make eye contact with Him but couldn't see well enough.  I tried to still the pleasure that was surging through me.  It was no use.  The more I fought it the stronger it got.   It won.  I came hard and long, rubbing myself as best I could against the wood and metal....getting the most I could from it.  I knew I would be punished.  Permission had not been granted.
	The vibrating stopped.  There was no warning.  The whip fell across both breasts and I screamed behind the gag.  The clamps were still on my nipples and the pain was terrible.  My body trembled and jerked as each of the next four lashes fell.  The next five landed on my belly.  The next five across my thighs.  There was no time in between.  
	It stopped.  I'd quickly forgotten the pleasure.  It was all pain now and it was intense.  I hoped my body was learning from this.  I know my mind was.
	"This is how it goes," He said.  "You will have pleasure, but only when I allow it.  You will have pain as I desire it.  In the end, you will see that W/we both benefit from it.  But, you have to learn to abide by the rules.  I will tell you this. The pleasure you receive will be every bit as intense as the pain.  But, you must learn self-control.  Let's try this again."
	After doing this three more times, I found the ability to control my body.  But, I was exhausted.  I hung limply in my restraints.  My face was stained with tears.  But, I had learned...and He knew it.
	He took me down from the "x" and half-carried me to a cot in a corner of the room.  He fastened my hands and feet to each end of it but, at least, He allowed me some room to move...just not enough to get up or turn over.  He took the harness off my head and the gag out of my mouth.  I worked my jaws to loosen them up.  He raised my head and gave me a drink.
	"You did well, pet.  That's just about the hardest of all the lessons.  And, I told you the pleasure would be as intense as the pain didn't I?  This time, I want you to just enjoy.  This time you do not have to even ask for permission.  This time, you may cum as many times as you have strength for."
	His hands caressed my body from head to foot.  I closed my eyes.  I had thought all I wanted to do was sleep.  The things He was doing to me felt to good.  The desire to sleep left and was replaced by the desire of my body.  There was some pain when He touched my very tender breasts, but I relished this kind of pain.  His mouth was on one breasts and His tongue was incredible.  I raised slightly to have as much as I could.  He spread my knees apart and gently inserted gel into me.  The dildo filled me.  I hunched down on it, feeling it go deep inside.  He held it there and suddenly it was vibrating.  Wonderful, wonderful...I wanted more.  I tried to move on it but He put His hand on my belly to hold me still.  I followed His lead and stayed still.  His hand found my clit and began touching it lightly.  Ahhh, so good...so good.  He rubbed harder and harder and my back was arching.  He started fucking me with the vibrating dildo at the same time.  I came.  I lost myself in it.  It rolled over me, through me....the rest of the world disappeared.  If this was the price for a lesson, I hoped there were many more to learn.




















