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So you came.
Yeah.
You really want to do this?
I don’t know.
Then why did you come?
Because… you know… I thought maybe…
What? That you could talk me into doing this your way?
No… I just…
I have had this planned for years. If you don’t want to be the one then I’ll just wait till I find someone else.
No! No, I want to. It’s just… a little weird you know.
Yeah, but if I get this, then you will get what you want.
You promise not to tell anyone at school?
You don’t trust me?
No. Yes. I trust you, it’s just…
Then don’t ask me to make any promises. That goes against my plan. I get complete control, right? That was the deal?
Yeah.
Okay, give me your bag.
Here.
Did you bring your cell phone?
Uh huh.
Give it to me, you won’t be needing it this weekend.
What if…
Don’t worry about it. Okay, now strip. No… Slowly… Yeah.
God, this is so weird.
Mmmm… it’s making me wet. You want me wet don’t you?
Oh God yes!
No! Slow down! I said strip slowly.
Sorry.
That’s better.
Now what?
Get down on your hands and knees.
Whoa! What are you doing?
Getting your ass ready for the butt plug.
What?
Look. We already talked about all this. What’s your problem?
I just thought… I thought that maybe some of it you know… you weren’t really serious about.
Everything was serious. I either get everything or you get nothing.
Okay… Okay…
Good.
You better not tell anyone… Ow! What was that for?
I told you already, quit trying to drag promises out of me.
It’s just that… Shit if anyone knew…
Yeah. I know. Delicious isn’t it?
Huh? You’re really digging this aren’t you?
Yup.
Shit. You’re crazy.
What does that make you?
I don’t know.
There, that doesn’t feel too bad does it?
Err… no, I guess.
Your cock seems a little more sure about it than you are.
Yeah, well, I’m just horny it doesn’t count.
Really?
Really.
Okay. Now I am going to put the collar and leash on. You remember the deal from this point on?
Yes.
What is it?
I don’t get to speak until you take it off.
And if you do?
Then you get to… punish me.
Very good.
But… wait.
What?
We get to fuck… I mean have sex after this right?
Right.

i can’t see or hear or move. i don’t know how long it has been since She left me here; bound, gagged, blinded. the air is still in the room. i strain to hear something, some hint of movement but all i hear is (thud) the beating of my own heart (thud thud) in my chest; so loud. and my breath (in out) like a hurricane in my head. everything is so loud but i hear nothing. nothing! nothing that could give me a hint as to where She was. what was She going to do next? shit! why didn’t we spend more time discussing this? i tried to move, to struggle, to strain against the bands so tight across my chest, my thighs my ankles, my wrists, my forearms. it felt like they were everywhere; holding me, gripping me. i groaned against the gag. She must hear that. damn it! where is She? oh god. She came highly recommended but this was my first session with her. i took things too fast… maybe… but She didn’t even give me a chance. She just listened and nodded and then told me to strip. and… She was so… so perfect. Perfect. i was mesmerized by Her voice, Her hair, Her eyes, Her perfume, Her… Her Everything. i was hard even before She pulled that first leather strap tight around my wrist. and i was still hard as She pulled the hood over my eyes. fuck… i am still hard now. even if She came back and gave me the choice to leave, i wouldn’t… i couldn’t. and then i feel Her gloved hands on my ass, spreading me, slipping something cool and wet into me. i groan. and then i feel the gentle brush of leather against my thigh. and then… and then… that first strike, that sting, that bite, that divine and vicious kiss of her whip. and i remembered Her last whisper just before She took away my sound: “there will be no safe word.”