It all started with me thinking about going to visit. But, since You have a full house there, I progressed to considering a motel type of thing and thennnn things got interesting because of the potential for privacy and anonymity and before I knew it, my imagination began to spiral…

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You make me strip naked as soon as I walk in the door, put cuffs on my wrists and ankles for easy access and then casually say "kneel", giving me a slight push toward the middle of the room, next to a table.

I notice the bag You have left open underneath the table and try my best to hold back a whimper, small sounds escaping, despite my attempts to hold them in, as I see it is full of Your toys for me, a flogger, a crop and a bunch of things I can't identify.

I've paused, distracted by the bag and You snap Your fingers, "don't make me repeat myself little one, do as you’re told".

Again, I attempt to hold back the gasp that occurs when the snap and Your voice make me jump. I determinedly keep going and kneel down beside the table and the partially open bag. My legs spread to shoulder width, hands resting flat on my thighs and gaze straight ahead on the corner of the bed across the room.

Kneeling, hands on thighs, eyes straight ahead, I wait for Your orders; not moving, except to breath or subtly shift for a better position and naturally, to blink. My mouth is slightly parted, sharp breaths falling out as my anticipation mixed with arousal, builds with each passing minute.

You casually move around the room, laying out various items, some of which are within my peripheral vision and I tense with excitement or nervous arousal and You pause, watching me out of the side of Your eye to make sure my pose is maintained, before continuing Your rounds.

As You walk past me to get one last item out of the bag, I draw in a sharp breath, seeing the cane that You pull out from under the edge of the bag's zipper. You bring it up in front of me as You face sideways, across my area of view, casually flicking it in the air as if to test the weight.

I let out a squeak as the cane comes close to my thigh, sucking in a breath and trying my best not to move. You whip it again, this time making it snap just beside my breast and making me flinch, tens with the anticipation of being hit and my leg shifts, body arching slightly. You ‘tsk’ under Your breath and realizing I have moved, I slide my leg back into the same spot as before, returning to neutral.

You smirk, turn to face me and pull my chin up, forcing me to look at You.

"Having trouble with the anticipation of it all, are you girl?"

"Y..yes Sir" I answer, trying my very best not to look You in the eyes.

You release my chin and shift Your hand around to the back of my neck, spreading Your fingers and sliding up into my hair, getting a firm grip as you pull backwards.

"Well then, let’s see if we can turn that anticipation into a reality, shall we?" You release me and points to the table, saying "lean over and hold the legs."

I take a couple breaths to steady myself and then stand up, making my way carefully over to the table and glance at You, letting a squeak loose when I glance over and Your eyebrow is raised, standing waiting for me to follow orders. I lean down, gasping as the cool surface of the table hits my nipples and tummy, reaching forward to grip the table legs and spreading my legs to match the back ones.

You move closer and reach out, tracing a finger down my spine and smirking again as I arch up against Your touch, while maintaining my grip on the table.

Reaching down under the table, You pull out four small bungee cords with small hooks on the ends. Taking one at a time from a pile that You place on the small amount of space left on the table in front of me, You slip one through the d rings on each of my cuffs and wrap the cord around the table leg, making sure its tight and secure before hooking it onto itself before moving onto each cuff and leg in turn.

I am trembling and breathing harder as each cord is looped into place. I tense and try my best to hold in moans as You drag a hand along my side, lightly tug on my hair and bite softly on my neck behind my right ear, directly over my tattoo.

As you finish up with the bungee cords, You look at me, watching me shift slightly and decide to pull out a length of rope. Out of my line of sight you flip it over me, laying it across my lower back, and then reach down under the table, pulling the two ends together, and tying them nice and tight.

I let out a whimper as You place the rope and my movement is restricted even more. It makes me feel vulnerable and placing my forehead against the table, body trembling with tension, I wait for what You might do next.

You pick up the cane and without further warning bring it down on my exposed behind. I yelp and arch against the bonds, whole body tensing as I anticipate another strike. You chuckle and reach out, taking a handful of my hair, You pull back and hold my head there, body arched, breasts exposed and a tremble going through me in waves.

Using the cane, you systematically work your way across my behind, upper thighs and back. Mixing the strikes, most of them lighter but interspersed with randomly placed sharper strikes, You push me to gasp, whimper and moan as they send shock waves through my already aroused and willing body.

I am practically panting at this point and a moan escapes me as you put the cane on the table, letting it rest against my bare breasts, "don't let it fall" You warn me and chuckle again as whimpers escape me in response. You carefully release my hair and let me regain control of my head but I can barely think and place my forehead back on the table. You look at the lovely patterns You've created all down my back side and frown briefly, noticing my head has dropped down, covering up my breasts.

"Tsk tsk tsk..That won't do now will it" and You reach down, getting another length of rope from the bag, You loop a piece around the rope on my lower back and pull both ends up to my head. Looping the two ropes together You quickly snap "put your head up!"

I jerk within my bonds and quickly lift my head up, almost arching my back, trying to look as high as possible, my eyes shifting anywhere but Yours as my body tenses, pussy throbbing and hands gripping the table legs.

You pat my cheek "good girl" You say and then You loop the rope around my neck putting both lengths along it and pulling backwards until the tension on my neck and the rope on my waist, causing me to arch back up, breath coming in pants and entire body trembling almost constantly. You tie it to itself and step back to admire Your work.

I am whimpering, gasping and trying stay arched in order to ease the tension on my neck, breath come in short gasps and say "p..pl.." attempting to beg but getting overwhelmed by sensation. My brain is awash in desire and unable to focus, pussy throbbing, as You pull on the rope at my low back, tightening everything and cutting off my ability to plea.

"What was that girl? You want something?" You ask me while masking the smirk across Your face out of my sight. You release the rope and pick up a tube of lube from inside an outer pocket on the bag, waiting for my response.

"Plea...ohhh" I whimper in between breaths and again, attempt to beg You for more. "Pleasssseeee Sir!!" I force out and shake as the tension in my body, arousal and anticipation combine, leaving me mentally and physically ready to do anything You want.

You ignore the plea and walk over to a shelf on the edge of the room. The ice bucket is sitting there and you take off the lid, pulling out a glass anal toy that is very cold to the touch. You pause for a second and then shrug, scooping up two ice cubes, You head back to where I am helpless on the table, awaiting Your next action.

You take a piece of ice and press it against my low back. I jump and tense, pulling on the rope but then whimpering as that tightens the rope on my neck. It cuts off my breath and I lean back, trying my best to hold still as You slide the cube around. You are barely keeping back a chuckle as you take the ice, slide it lower, along my spine and down towards my ass.

I groan as You bring it up against my ass and hold it to my hole, letting the cold seep into me as my tiny shifts in position tell You I’m trying my absolute best to hold still. You release that cube and let it slide lower down my pussy, trailing cold, melting water as it goes. Taking the rest of the other cube, and without any warning to me, You press it hard against my hole and slip it into my ass. I gasp and yelp, trying to squirm, whimpering as the cold burns within me.

Deciding not to give me too much time to adjust, You take the toy and adding a small amount of lube to its surface, You slowly but firmly press it into my ass. I let out a squeak and then a groan, recognizing You are not giving me a choice in the matter but the cold *burns*!! I squirm out of instinct, but You place your free hand on my low back, pressing down and gripping the rope, pulling back firmly to force my head back and cut into my breathing.

"Calm yourself girl, you can take it" You say abruptly in a deep voice, full of arousal and command.

I gasp and it is like an arrow through the fog on my brain as focus on your touch, holing still and softly whimpering but trying my best to follow Your orders and please You. As the toy is seated in my ass, I let out a long breath that apparently, I’d been holding and start to lean into the burn. You notice me start to relax into the sensation and make a ‘tsk’ sound "Can’t have that now, can we?" You say, as You tweak the toy off to one side, then the other causing my entire body to jerk in reaction and me to squeal in surprise. You give a series of good slaps to my ass with your free hand and push the toy around a bit before releasing the rope and heading around to the front of the table.

You appear in my vision and my instincts push me to arch up, trying to hold the pose You were looking for previously, my eyes aimed off to one side. You chuckle and lean down to pick up the flogger that was in the bag. I groan and start panting, guessing what is coming next and my reaction brings another smile to Your face.

"Keep your face up, don’t move", You order me and then abruptly bring the flogger down on my exposed right breast.

I strain upwards and hold myself as still as possible, whimpers, pants and moans falling from my mouth as You cover almost every inch of my breasts. The sting and slow burn is delicious and my brain drifts, body trembling and arching for You. You pause in between swings and periodically swat my upper arms, trying to keep me focused and hyper aroused.

I manage to gasp out "T-thank youu...S.Sir!!!" in between losses of breath, trying to hold still as I am starting to get tired, and my body is now stinging in multiple areas, the toy in my ass continually shifting as I try to still my squirming. You hear the thanks fall from my mouth and decide it is time to progress things, Your rock hard cock straining the front of Your pants, proof of this need.

You reach out and grip my chin, holding up the flogger and waiting for me to realize Your intent. I moan and my eyes briefly catch Yours before dropping as I open my mouth slowly, causing You to chuckle at my struggle. You place the flogger’s handle between my teeth and then push my chin closed to hold it securely.

"Don’t drop that now..." You mention to me in passing as You head towards the end of the table.

Dragging a finger down my spine you tweak the toy in my ass and then slip them down along my vagina, dipping them slightly into my entrance and then swirling around before pulling out. I groan deep in my throat and try to push down on Your fingers, attempting to insert them deeper as You avoid my attempt by pulling away.

I moan and try to squirm closer, but You slap my ass hard, leaving an imprint and causing me to slide back up the table, trying my best to hold still. You take a second to slip your pants down, take a good grip of your cock and aim it at my pussy before thrusting forward in one smooth motion.

I gasp in surprise, moan and then whimper in pleasure as You thrust deep, only stopping when You’re fully seated in me. I try to move but you place a hand on my back again and press down, stopping me mid attempt and You hold still, just enjoying the sensation of my inner walls, squeezing Your cock.

My mind drifts as I try my best to hold still, waiting for You to move when suddenly You tweak the toy at the same time as pulling out almost all the way to shove all the way back in, forcing me into the table and groaning as my pussy grips Your cock. You get up a good rhythm and my body is getting into it, feeling like You might allow me to cum but just but just as everything starts to tighten and my by brain beings to drift...You stop.

Pulling Yourself completely out, you get a grip on the toy in my ass and take it out, tossing it into the open bag. You put a small amount of lube on Your cock from where You left the tube before and lean forward, pressing Your cock’s head against my hole and pausing, gritting Your teeth for a second to maintain control.

"Take a deep breath and relax when I say fay. Don’t move" You say in such a commanding and aroused voice that my already hyper worked up brain just automatically follows the order, holding completely still, breathing in and as You say "Relax" starting to push in, I attempt to completely let my tension go.

I cry out in arousal at the pain mixed with pleasure as You slowly slide all the way into my ass, pressing forward until You are firmly and entirely buried in me. I cannot stop whimpering and making small noises of pleasure as You fuck me. Starting out carefully but then moving faster and harder, gripping onto the rope about halfway up my back and pulling backwards, using Your free hand to rake your nails down my side and occasionally slapping me in various places.

My pussy throbbing, You pound into me, forcing my ass up at the angle that is right for You to get fully settled into me. You groan as You get close to orgasm and go harder, forcing Yourself as deeply into my ass as possible and my entire body trembles intensely beneath You, my own release close at hand.

"Pp....plll...pleaasseeeee Sirrrr" I keen and moan deeply, "can...cannn iccc...cuuumm Si...rrrr??"

My body arches, shaking and straining to hold back as I wait for You to give me permission. You groan and pull back harder on the rope, drag your free hand down my side, grip my hip with the other side and bury your cock deep in my ass, "cum" You growl out between clenched teeth.

I instantly let go, body trembling, sounds of pleasure dropping from my lips and my orgasm tearing its way through my system, pussy and ass clenching You let out a deep growl and do a few more long strokes into my ass before shoving hard on my back and letting Your load go deep inside me.

"Thank...you...S..Sir" I manage to get out in a muffled groan around the flogger, trying to maintain my position, still getting aftershocks from my orgasm and letting out whimpers as they occur.

You hold still for a brief minute to enjoy the sight before You and then start slowly pulling out, carefully moving around to untie me. You take the flogger from my teeth and drop it in the bag, helping me to lay flat as you release the rope around my neck. You firmly massage each body part that was bound as part of Your motions and slowly move around the table, letting each limb go one at a time. I do not move throughout this whole process and remain against the table with my hands holding each of their table legs, my legs still spread.

Once everything is unbound, rinsed off, put away in the bag and You are sure that my body is healthy and well, You say "Okay, get up and in bed." You say what you want from me and then wait for me to follow orders while staying close enough to help if necessary.

I hold in a groan, but a bit slips out as I manage to lift myself off the table and then make my way carefully over to the bed, feeling very well used. I climb into the bed and wait as You climb in beside me. I whimper softly and then cuddle up against Your side, almost instantly falling asleep with my head braced against the side of Your chest.

"Thank you Sir" I mutter, falling into sleep.

I pass out too fast to hear but You give one last smirk and reply "Oh we aren’t done yet little one, not even close..."

The End?...

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