Sir: He controls. She desires.

Chapter 4: Two

Chapter 4: Two

PART 1: AN OLD FRIEND VISITS

Having finished all her chores early she had time for a quick shower. After the shower she dried off, still naked, she knelt in her spot and waited for Him to arrive. At 3 PM on the dot he stepped through the door. With a huge smile, a genuine smile because He was the joy of her life, she greeted Him, “Welcome home Sir. How was your day, Sir?”

“It was hectic. The city found yet another code violation that we have 48 hours to address.” He proceeded to come over to her and kiss her on the forehead then he took the folded news paper he had in his hand and sat it on her head.

She stiffened herself up a little to help her keep it balanced. He sat his chair for a moment decompressing from his day. She knelt there, eyes straight ahead awaiting any instructions He might have when His phone rang.

“Hello? My dear old friend, how are you these days? You’re in town? Sure I can host you. You will do no such thing. You’re staying here and that’s final young man.” He said this with a huge chuckle. “Ok, see you then.” His face had brightened up, whoever was on the other end of that line must be a miracle worker.

“An old friend of mine, well more like my mentor, is in town for one night and is staying here. I need you to prepare your room for Him. You will sleep in my room tonight.”

“Yes Sir.” She hurried off to do as told with the news paper still planted on her head.

It was now 8pm, she had finished everything she was instructed to do. She had to set up the guest room, prepare the entre and hors d’oeuvres and finally she was to kneel in ottoman style in front of the chair. At exactly 8 the door bell rang, she wanted desperately to answer it but she could not move from her position.

“Hello, how are you my old friend?”

“Answering the door yourself, are you? I see you still haven’t-oh, I stand corrected, my good sir.” said his metor.

“Please come in and sit down at the table, my pet has prepared a lovely meal complete with hors d’oeuvres.”

They ate and chit chatted about the good ol’ days then they made their way to the living room where He offered His mentor His usual resting place, His chair. His mentor sat down and put up his feet with the regard that she was actually an ottoman and not just playing one in pretend. This both made her feel degraded and excited, she didn’t know what to feel, finally her excited side won out. They talked for what seemed like hours, reminiscing about the good ol’ days some more, then Sir started bragging about her which made her face curl into a huge grin of pride.

Then Sir said, “I think she may be ready to handle it.”

“Handle what?” she thought, in her daze of self pride she missed part of their discussion.

“Well, if you believe so then I trust your judgement. I assume you have the same rule as I about once the door is closed you have to ask in order to leave?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then let us play.” They both got up.

His mentor entered the playroom by himself. “He does this whenever he plays at a new play space. He’s getting a feel for the space and checking the inventory to see what I have and if it’s lacking anything he might need.”

“Lacking?” She thought, what could that room possibly be lacking? It had everything you could imagine even a cage.

His mentor exited the room, “You have a very impressive playroom, sir.”

This made Sir smile brighter than she had ever seen Him smile before.

“Come, let us commence.”his mentor said.

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Chapter 4: Two

PART 2: DOUBLE THE PLEASURE…

They all entered the room. She immediately got on the table in presentation form: head down with forehead against the table, hands behind her back, ass high, just as Sir liked it.

“That will not do at all,” said his mentor. Without warning smack her ass was on fire.

“At my feet now, kitten!” Sir said sharply. She did as she was told and kept her eyes down. For the first time ever sense their first encounter she was truly afraid and this time it wasn’t accompanied by excitement, it was just pure unadulterated fear and she wasn’t sure if she liked it. Sir reached down and ran his fingers through her hair massaging her scalp, this put her at ease. “You are such an eager pet aren’t you, my dear?”

“Y-Yes Sir.” She was still afraid.

“Come here to me creature.” She went to crawl towards His mentor when all of a sudden smack-smack her back was lit on fire she immediately knelt back at Sir’s feet.

“Who’s pet are you?”

“Y-Yours Sir.” She said this with a whimper.

“You do as I say and I say alone unless otherwise instructed, do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.” He said all of this in a cold but calm voice, a tone she had never heard before and this worried her the most.

“You may crawl to him now. When you reach him you will do everything he and I instruct you to do, do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

She crawled over to him eyes still affix to the floor. She knelt at his feet, head down.

“You are a beautiful creature, my dear. You and I are going to have lots of delicious fun. Look into my eyes, this will be the last time you see light until we’re done.” He took his hand and lifted her chin, up until now she hadn’t quite gotten a good look at him. He was an older gentleman, but still very good looking. He had amazing green eyes, almost entrancing in a way.

“Get up on the table my dear and lie on your back, hands crossed above your head.”

She did as he instructed, he tied her wrists together, binding them to the table then grabbed a spreader bar off the wall and placed it between her legs. He left it uncuffed as he went around the room grabbing various implements of pleasure and pain. The last thing he grabbed was a hood. He laid out all of the tools neatly on a cart and wheeled it over to the table.

“My dear creature, do you know what my favorite kink is?”

“No Sir.”

“Sensory Deprivation.” he said.

She had read about Sensory Deprivation online and had talked to Sir about being curious about trying it and now here she was tied to a table about to get a crash course in it from a pro!

“We will each take turns using these various implements on you, you will be wearing earbuds and this hood so you will not be able to see or hear us, but you will be able to speak, understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Then let us begin.”

His mentor placed the ear buds securely in her ears then placed the hood over her head making her deaf and blind to the world around her. She closed her eyes and did what several of the articles on Sensory Deprivation said to do, fixated on a visual of something precious to you. The only thing that came to mind was her Sir’s face, so that’s what she focused on. Just as she started to focus something sharp bit into her left n****e making her cry out and jump a bit. Just as she was getting used to the pain something bit down on her right n****e evoking the same response as did the left. Right as she started to calm down from that hot wax drizzled from her chest to her navel this drove her insane with pain and pleasure at the same time, but she knew it was far from over.

Her ankles were now cuffed to the spreader bar. She felt something being raked across her flesh, it was leathery, it felt like tassels and then whack it came down with full force on her thigh making her scream out in agony. Soon after that came another lash then another six in all, three on each leg. Then they lifted her up and rotated her onto her belly and bent her knees. As soon as she was secure in this position she was whipped six more time with the flogger while a vibrator was being pushed in and out of her p***y making her have one of the most intense orgasms she had ever had in that room. She started to twitch uncontrollably her eyes rolled back into her head and for the second time sense she met Sir, she blasted off into subspace. She came to 45 minutes later in Sir’s bed, He petted her head as she got her bearings.

“Sir?”

“Yes kitten?”

“Can we do that again sometime?”