1 comments/ 16246 views/ 1 favorites Gabi Ch. 01 By: sussexswitch This is part one of an ongoing story, based loosely on real events from a few years ago. Details are left vague deliberately. All feedback welcome as I look to improve! * * * * I met Gabi in a city in Northern England when I was performing in a play. Back then I was an actor, not a famous one or a particularly successful one, but working. I'd come up to this city because I'd auditioned for a show, got in and we performed nightly at a local venue. The only thing to this venue was that it was open to the elements, and so with painted sets and hired costumes if it rained we would have to cancel. We'd been lucky in that it was a dry summer with little rain, and so far we'd not missed any nights. Towards the end of the run it had been getting cloudier and a little cooler for a few days, but the rain had held off and the show had gone ahead. One particular night, during the afternoon the cloud had rolled in more solidly. The cast had assembled as normal, getting into costume, putting up the set and lights and applying stage make up, but about twenty minutes before the audience normally showed up the director and producer called a cast meeting and explained that it had started to drizzle. The show was cancelled that night. It had been a long run, and so the prospect of a night off was something everyone enjoyed. Happily, the contracts meant we got paid whether we performed or not. The front of house staff kept an eye out for audience members, explained the situation and offered free tickets for another night or a refund if that wasn't possible. Once the company was back in normal clothes it was decided to adjourn to a nearby bar for a few drinks. We'd discovered a place nearby in the City Centre that had a fine range of drinks, including a selection of absinthes. I'd vowed not to go near the stuff, but the other beers, milkshakes and cocktails were a great mix and it was a popular place for all of us. We headed over there. After an hour or so both the drink and the banter was flowing. I got on particularly well with a couple of the cast members, and the three of us were enjoying looking out the window to the street below and laughing about how it hadn't actually started raining. The director held his hands up and swore he made the right decision, but he was getting a gentle ribbing from everyone. It was now about half past seven and the place was starting to fill up. I can't remember whether I spotted Gabi as soon as she came in, or whether she and her friends were brought to my attention by one of the other cast members. Still, at some point I became aware that apart from our own loud conversations there were three American girls across the bar who were also enjoying themselves with some drinks. One of them got talking to one of us, and they were quickly assimilated into the mix. One was fairly tall, slim, with a smooth face and fairly long hair. She'd explained that all three of them were over on a visiting trip from the US, touring various parts of the UK and that at the moment they were in this city. They'd been out in the local area during the day, but their nights were their own and so tonight they'd decided just to go out and see what they could find. One of her two friends was more voluptuous and flirty, but she seemed to be directing her attention to another man in the cast. I distinctly remember thinking "Good luck to you, mate, she's hot!" The last of the three was Gabi. She was a little shorter than me, not too slim with a great smile and good, full breasts. She had short hair, with a little braid on one side hanging down by her ear. We'd ended up sitting next to each other and got talking. I was single at the time anyway, so I enjoyed the attention and bought her a drink. Her and her friends were all good company, and the night continued at some speed with plenty more drinks. Come closing time at the bar, myself and the other man in the cast agreed to walk them back to their hotel. Gabi and I had got steadily more flirty and were walking arm in arm on the way back through the streets. I, slightly drunk, wondered how far I could get tonight, given the speed of what had happened. She leaned into me as we weaved our way along and spoke quietly in my ear. "Got good news for you," she said. I enjoyed her accent all the way through the night, it was one of the softer US accents from the north-east part of the country. "Me and my girlfriend have an agreement I can play with guys whilst I'm away. No girls, mind, but guys are fine." She nuzzled up to me and reached her hand up to my neck to pull me to her for a kiss. Her mouth and hands felt fantastic on my face and started to roam on my back, and I happily and enthusiastically returned it, pausing in the walk to make sure I could give a good account of myself. The other two had got a little ahead of us, but a quick glance over Gabi's shoulder showed me they were enjoying themselves along the same lines. Eventually, I broke off the kiss, running my hands down to her waist and pulling her close to me. "Playing with guys, hm?" I murmured back to her. "Just what sort of playing do you have in mind?" "All the fun kinds of playing," she said back, and ran her nails down my back. The warm days had meant I was only wearing a t-shirt, and I could feel her pushing a little harder that I expected, possibly leaving some red lines in my skin. I gasped a little, making her grin, and reached round behind me to take her wrists. When I went to move her arms back in front of me she didn't resist at all, and I spotted immediately that her grin widened. I'd always been a little kinky in a minor way, and had played around with handcuffs and so on with a previous girlfriend. Her reaction sparked my interest in all sorts of ways, not least of which in that I could feel my cock stiffening in my jeans, despite the drink. I took a step forwards and pushed her wrists behind her back, holding them there as I kissed her again. She didn't struggle at all, and as she kissed me back I could feel her breath had quickened and she was pushing right into me with her body. "You like that, don't you?" I said into her mouth, and gave her wrists a further push higher up her back. Wrapping one hand around both her wrists, which I had just about long enough fingers to do, I brought my other hand back up to her neck and ran my nails down it. She wriggled in my grip, moaned a little and pretty much squeaked "Yes!" back at me. In the streetlight, we grinned at each other. Seemed we were better matched than we could have hoped. I leant back down to her, without letting go of her wrists and said "So how much do you want to do?" She'd slumped against me, letting me almost hold her up, looked up at me and said simply "I'm all yours, sir." My cock leapt another full inch at least, and I think she felt it as wriggled up against me again. "Let's get back to the room." There were several of her class-mates from her college in the same hotel, and obviously bringing people to it was pretty much against the rules, so I had to be snuck in quickly. Her room was upstairs, so we quickly scuttled through the hall, up the staircase and into the room, laughing quietly to each other. Once inside we more or less fell into her bed, kissing more passionately. I could feel her hands all over my back and head, and returned the feelings, before gripping in her hair and pulling her head back firmly but gently. Gabi let out a small moan as I did so, her mouth staying open and her eyes staring up at me in the darkness. With my other hand I pulled first one arm and then the other above her head, again taking both of her wrists in one of my hands. She lay helplessly beneath me, breathing hard through her mouth. "Sir?" she said. "You look good down there like that," I said. "I like having you helpless, and I know you like it too." "Yes, sir," she replied quickly. "Oh, yes." I kissed her again, pushing one leg between hers and pressing up on her. She pushed back against me with her groin, panting into my mouth. I let go of her hair and traced my hand over her face and neck, running one finger over her skin before trailing it down over her top and along the outside of her full breasts. She sighed as I did so. "Take it off, now," I said quietly. "If you want me to play some more with you." I let go of her wrists and rolled off her a little, and she immediately reached down and pulled her top up and over her head. As it cleared her throat I leant in and kissed her neck, holding her arms up and giving her a small bite that made her yelp. "Not too much, please, sir," she gasped. "Please not so the others can see." I grinned in the darkness and kissed where I'd bitten. Running my hands down over her bra I reached behind her and undid it after a moment. "I don't see any reason for you to keep this on," as she nodded back at me. At the same time I pulled her hands to wards my own t-shirt and she pulled it up and over my head. With bare skin available to both of us we enjoyed more kissing and stroking with our fingers. I could feel her stroking my back, sending little jolts of electricity through me, and from her gasps and whimpers I knew she was enjoying the same sensations. As I started to run my hands over her tits and dance them over her nipples she again pushed back up against me, and stared happily up at me. I bent my head down and took them into my mouth, flicking her nipple with my tongue. She pressed her nails into my back in response, digging hard and getting a yelp back in response from me. I broke off for a moment, and admonished her. "Too much of that and I'd have to punish you," I said, testing the waters to see her response. "Mmm, I'd like that," she responded eagerly, "But please sir, not here as the others might notice." She rolled over onto her front and wiggled her still-clad ass at me. "If we get a chance to do this again some other time then I'd love for you to spank me." Looking back over her shoulder she glanced up and said "Because I have, of course, been a very naughty girl tonight. Picking a strange man up in a bar..." I interrupted "...is definitely not something a good girl would do, now, is it?" I grinned back and ran my hand over her ass. It was just the right size and shape, nice and round and firm. I wanted badly to spank it right there, but I knew we couldn't get discovered. "If I can't punish you with a little discipline, you'll just have to do something else for me" I teased. Resting both hands on her hips, I pulled slightly at her trousers and said "These, off, now." Eagerly she pulled her jeans down, leaving her just in her underwear. I was very happy to see she had been wearing a thong that day, and I traced my hands over her exposed ass-cheeks appreciatively. "Very good, I like." "Thank you sir. Now, how may I please you further?" I moved her hands to my own jeans and she helped me take them off, quickly. As she pushed them onto the floor, leaning over me to do so, I caught her hair in my hand again and pulled back. "And the rest," I said, and with my other hand put one hand on my boxers. "You can please me there, can't you?" Without saying a word she pulled my shorts off, cast them aside and bent her head to my cock. It sprang up in her face as it was released and with my hand guiding her down she began to kiss and lick all around it, shuffling back along the bed to get a better position. I got rock hard with her attentions, and after only a few minutes she adjusted her position and engulfed me. Her hot mouth and tongue took me inside her, and I groaned in pleasure. She clearly knew what she was doing as she slipped her tongue around the head of my cock, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked. "Good girl, good girl," I murmured back at her, keeping my hand in her hair. "Suck on my cock, slut, fuck yes, take me in your mouth you little slave, fuck!" She broke off for a second and looked up at me, moving one hand up to stroke my balls. "I hope your slave is pleasing you, sir," she said, grinning, before opening her mouth and taking me again. She pushed herself right down deep into her mouth, taking a tight grip with her lips. She started to suck harder and faster, and I applied a little pressure to her hair by way of encouragement, steering her head across my cock. I could hear her grunting in response as she sucked and licked, increasing the tempo. "I'm going to cum real soon," I whispered. "I give permission to you to do as you will with it." I relaxed my grip for a moment on her head, not sure how she wanted to continue, but she reached up with a free hand and tightened it again before diving back onto my dick. Opening her mouth wide around me, she managed to say "Fill your slut's mouth, sir, please, I want your cum!" The words and her continuous attention were enough to set me off and I shot into her mouth, pushing my cock inside her and feeling her lick and suck on it as I came. I could feel her swallowing it down, milking me dry with her mouth as she stroked my balls with her other hand. Once I stopped I lay back on the bed and pulled her up on to me. She was still wearing her thong. As I caught my breath and pulled her close, waiting for my ability to speak to come back, I wrapped my arms around her. A few seconds later I managed to form words. "You," I said slowly, "Are a very good little slut. I am very pleased and very glad I met you." Gabi ran her hand down my back again and kissed my neck. "I am happy I pleased you, sir," she said, still playing. "Is there anything else I can do for my master?" "No, no," I said. "It's my turn to reward my slut for her abilities." I flipped her on to her back and pulled down on her thong, lifting up her legs as she wriggled out of them. I ran my hand up her shin and thigh, pushing in between her legs. Obediently she spread them for me and I drifted my hand around the top of her thighs, not quite touching her pussy. She was caught between wanting me to touch and knowing I still had the control. "Do you want me to make you cum, slut?" I said, looking down at her cunt. I could smell her arousal and running a single finger up to her slit I felt how wet she was. She gasped uncontrollably. "Answer -- do you want me to make you cum?" "Yes sir, please sir, yes sir," she said quickly. I very slowly began to run my hand over her pussy, just gently stroking it and dipping one finger slightly inside. She gasped again as I did so. "I'm going to make you cum, but you may not cum without permission. Do you understand?" Gabi's eyes were closing now as she was stroked, but she managed to nod at me. I delved deeper inside her, stroking hard and after a few seconds adding a second finger. I settled into a steady rhythm, pushing my fingers inside her and stroking up towards her clit, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. She pushed back into me at the same speed, rubbing herself against me and arched her neck up for a kiss. I leant in and teased her by kissing just her lips, not letting her make full contact, all the while continuing with my hand up and down, up and down. She started to push harder and to pant, staring wildly up me. "Are you close?" I said. "Yes, sir! Please make me cum, sir, please, please I want to cum, please I need to, please sir, please!" I loved the sound of her begging me, and so I moved my hand up to her clit and started rubbing it directly. She arched her back and her head lolled to one side as she rocked back on to me. "I'm going to count down to zero," I said, and when I say zero you can cum, do you understand? If I think you are cumming before I get to zero I'll stop touching you immediately." She nodded frantically. I pushed two fingers deep inside her cunt, feeling the wetness all around them, and then sped up on her clit. Gabi's legs were now spread wide on the bed and she drummed her fingers on the covers. I started to count and as I did she babbled back at me. "Ten." "Oh fuck yes, please sir, yes..." "Nine." "Please sir, please make me cum!" "Eight." I added a third finger, rubbing with a little more force and she gasped again. "Seven." "Fuck, fuck, yes, please, fuck, please sir, please..." "Six, five, four..." I counted faster before leaving a long pause to the next number. "Aaaah, fuck, please don't stop, please don't stop, please don't stop, fuck, please sir!" Her eyes were pleading with me. "Three..." "Yeeeessssss..." "Two." "Fuuuuuuck, fuck fuck fuck, please sir please sir please sir!" "One." She tightened up around my hand and her back arched up off the bed, eyes wide open staring at me. She looked sensational. "Zero, you can cum now my little slut." She groaned out as quietly as she could whilst trying to keep quiet but her cunt spasmed wildly around my hand and she was panting heavily for several seconds. For what seemed like thirty seconds I could see and feel her cumming before she relaxed back. I let my hand slide slowly out of her. "Fuck," she said placidly. "Yes," I said. "You are one wonderful little slave." "Are you performing tomorrow with the show?" she asked slowly. "Yeah, why?" "I'll need to borrow some clothes," she replied. "But when we were out earlier I saw a great collar in a shop. How would you like to have your little slut see the show tomorrow, before meeting you afterwards for some more of this?" "I can't think of anything better," I said. We cuddled up together in the bed for a half an hour or so, before I made my way back to my own rented rooms. I slept late that morning, unsurprisingly, but I certainly wasn't prepared by how far she'd go the next night. Gabi Ch. 02 I had met Gabi when the show I was in was cancelled one night, meaning the cast and crew spent the evening entertaining themselves in a bar rather than entertaining the audience on the stage. She was about 5'5", so a couple of inches shorter than me, good firm breasts and a wonderful shaped ass. An American college student on an extended break to the UK, whilst she had a girlfriend back in the U.S. she had apparently agreed a deal that she could "play with boys" when she was away. Happily for me, I also quickly found out that "playing" went a lot further than kissing, cuddling or even fucking -- she had a kinky side too. We'd gone back to her lodgings that first night and explored how it was going to be a little. She'd also let me know she wanted to push it further, which meant when I woke up in the morning, back in my own rented accommodation the first thing that went through my mind was exactly what was going to happen that night. Gabi had said she'd seen a collar, and that she was going to have to borrow some clothes from some of the other girls on the tour. My mind raced, pondering the possibilities. I got through the day feeling somewhat distracted, not surprisingly. I didn't really have anything to do, so I went into the city centre and spent some more time in the Internet café. As the show-time came around, I took a long way round to the venue, passing by a shop that sold various Goth t-shirts, bracelets, pagan-style jewellery and so on. I'd hoped she was in the area as she'd said the group was out seeing a local tourist site but would be back around five. Sure enough, she and two of her friends were just coming out of the shop as I passed. Even dressed in jeans and T-shirt, she looked good, and her face lit up when she saw me coming. She was holding a plastic bag from the shop, and clutched it defensively to her chest. "You so don't get to see this until I get to the show," she announced. The other two grinned along with her at my expression. I leant in and gave her a kiss, and promised to be patient. I also, however, whispered another quiet promise in her ear that made her draw breath a little quickly and glance up at me. I nodded and moved off. Getting ready for the show went past in a blur, as we went through a warm-up, put on the make-up and the costumes. All I could see in my mind was her face and body, and with about five minutes to go I finally had to get my concentration, reign in my imagination and do what I was being paid for. I wasn't in the first scene, but as the others in the cast came backstage one of them leant in to me and said "You did know that American girl you went off with last night has turned up tonight, didn't you?" I nodded back, knowing to keep speech to a minimum while the show was on, and he added "Knowing you, you're going to love what she's wearing. Lucky git, you are." I headed out onto the stage, letting my face stay blank as I scanned the audience. Gabi and her two friends were not hard to spot, as they were sat in the middle of the front row. Working from feet to head, she was dressed in tight leather laced boots, a long purple and black skirt, a black corset that pushed her already gorgeous cleavage to new heights and a black collar round her neck with a noticeable d-ring at the front. She looked every inch the fuckable little slut I wanted her to be and as she made eye contact with me she grinned like she could read my mind and gave an almost imperceptible little wriggle that made her breasts shake. I got through the show without making any mistakes, although I'm not quite sure how. At the final curtain, several other members of the cast commented on her outfit. Not all of them knew what had happened the night before, so as it was explained that she was here because of me I did, of course, get a certain amount of teasing, mixed in with a little envy from some of the other male members of the cast. The director made do with some veiled comments about how I shouldn't wear myself out overnight, and a reminder I had to be back on stage the following night. I waved them all away, and the group made its way to the same bar as the previous night. I met up with Gabi and her friends there. I'd mentioned that it would take me at least half an hour to get changed and strike the set, and they should head on without me. They'd got their drinks in ahead of me getting there, and Gabi presented me with a congratulatory beer and a very enthusiastic hug. I managed to get the pint to one side before I spilled it and squeezed her back, kissing her mouth hungrily and then ducking my head round to one side to take a small nip on her ear. She squeaked and pushed me away a little. I spent another happy night in the bar (this was becoming a habit). Gabi and her friends had apparently really enjoyed the play, a comedy. It was great to be complimented, of course, and I talked to all of them freely and easily. Gabi, of course, was sat on my right all the way through and we kept touching lightly, hands wandering across each others back or neck, her fingers trailing along my thigh under the table at one stage. Without looking down, I firmly took her wrists and moved it back on to her leg, turning and whispering "Later," in to her ear. She pouted and looked disappointed, so I moved my right hand to very lightly grip her hair and apply a little pressure, tilting her head backwards. Her mouth opened slightly and her eyes flicked over to me. I met her gaze calmly, before letting go. The small smile that flickered around her lips showed me she enjoyed the moment as much as I had. Eventually closing time came around again, last drinks were purchased and consumed and we all went out into the street to make our way back. Those members of the cast that had stayed throughout offered a final quip before heading off in their own direction as Gabi and I walked back through the city streets to her lodgings. "You never actually said what you thought of my outfit," she commented to me as we walked along. I grinned hungrily back at her, letting my gaze go up and down her body. "I can honestly say you look absolutely fucking sensational," I replied. "Every inch what you mentioned last night." "A fuckable little slut?" she teased back, spreading her arms wide and turning to face me. I stepped in, forced both of her wrists together behind her back with one hand and pulled on the d-ring on her collar with the other, meeting her mouth with my own in a deep kiss. She pushed up against me, not offering any resistance. After a few seconds I broke it off and moved back, keeping her at arm length. Now she resisted, trying to close the distance between us and kiss me again. I kept my fingers around the ring at her neck, holding her in place. "Very fuckable, very slutty and very, very distracting," I said. "There is absolutely no way I'm going to let you get away with it, no matter how much I enjoyed looking at you throughout the show. You have no idea how hard it is to keep your concentration when you've got someone dressed like you in the audience!" She giggled at me. Looking around the residential area we'd walked to, only a few minutes walk away from her lodgings, I spotted what I wanted. I let go of her wrists and put one arm across her shoulder and began to walk her into a darkened alleyway, letting go of the ring as I did. "You are a very naughty little slave, distracting me whilst I'm working," I admonished her. "But you liked it, sir," she replied, grinning back. "Your eyes nearly bugged out of your head when you came on stage the first time!" Ignoring this, I checked back to the entrance to the alleyway. We'd moved just out of the lit area from the streetlight and anyone passing by and glancing in probably wouldn't see us. Probably. I stopped walking and turned her to face one wall. "Put your palms on the wall." "What?" she replied, turning back to look at me, surprised. I reached down to one wrist, placed her hand flat on the wall, and stepping behind her did the same with her other palm. She was an arms length off the wall, her arms slightly bent. "Do not move," I warned. "Mmm, yes sir," she replied. I knew from the previous night that she liked to be manipulated and commanded, and I intended to take advantage of that for a few minutes. I pressed myself into her back and ass, and ran my hands along her shoulders up to her neck, trailing the nails through her hair. She shivered slightly but kept her hands in place. Without breaking contact, my hands slid down either side of her face, across her throat and the collar and drifted on to the top of her breasts. Gabi's breath caught in her throat a little and she wriggled her ass back against me. I had expected it and stepped back smartly before bringing my right hand down on her ass with an audible smack. She yelped, but didn't move her hands. "Good girl," I said. "Do not move." "Yes, sir." I spanked her again. "Why am I spanking you?" "I don't know, sir!" "Not good enough!" I switched hands and swatted her ass again. "Why am I spanking you? Think!" She gasped quietly as I connected, bending her arms a little. "Because you can?" Spanking her again, I replied instantly "Because I can, what?" I could tell she grinned, even though her face was away from me. "Because you can, master," she replied. "Very good. But that is not the only reason." Left hand again, a little harder and she yelped. "Why else would I think it appropriate to discipline you?" She didn't reply for a second, and to prompt her I moved directly behind her and used both hands to hit at both ass-cheeks through her dress. She yelped and one foot moved a few inches forwards to steady herself, which earned her another strike from my left hand. Panting slightly, now, she gasped out "Because I enjoy it, master?" I pushed up against her, took her wrists and crossed them in front of her, holding her close to me. I was getting hard in my jeans and I knew she could feel it pressing into her. "Very good girl," I said into her ear. "You like me spanking you, don't you?" "Yes, sir." "You like the chance that someone could see us, don't you?" "Yes, sir." Without evening really thinking about it, she'd started to grind back against me a little. "Say it for me," I continued. "Say you like to be spanked." "I like to be spanked, sir." "You like to be punished, say it." "I like to be punished, sir." "You need to be punished and spanked, don't you?" "Yes, sir, please, I need to be punished and spanked by you, sir." That was very good. She was getting creative now. "You're a little slut, aren't you? A little slut that needs to be disciplined and fucked to teach her a lesson?" "Oh fuck yes," she breathed back to me. "I am your little slut and I need to be disciplined and fucked by you, please, please master, fuck me." I turned her around, pressed her back against the wall with her wrists down by her sides and kissed her again, our lips meeting and tongues intertwining. Breaking the contact the absolute minimum I could, I said more-or-less into her mouth "Then you'd better get me back to your place so I can do just that, hadn't you?" I eased off her and we walked back out of the alley onto the road. Within a few minutes we were outside, and Gabi quickly ducked inside to check no-one was around before leading me back upstairs to her room. When we got inside she kissed me again, and this time she broke it off. "Please, sir, I must ask you a favour," she said facing me. I'd taken a seat on her bed. "I have to return some of these things to the others tonight so it can be packed away. We're heading on further south tomorrow and we won't have a lot of time to pack." "Turn around for me," I instructed, and she gave one final turn, showing the lacing on her boots and across the back of the corset. "Now come here and kneel down." As she knelt, I reached around her neck and unfastened the collar carefully, laying it down by my side. I took her face gently in one hand, and said "Go and get changed and give the clothes back. I will be here, waiting, with this. When you come back in, I will place it back around your neck and we will continue. If you have any doubts about continuing, then you must let me know before I put this collar back round your neck." She smiled happily back at me and nodded, before standing and heading for the door. "One more thing, Gabi," I said and reached into my bag. "When you come back, you must be prepared to wear these." I held up the item I had purchased earlier that day; a pair of metal handcuffs. Her eyes widened and she grinned widely, before pointing at the head of her bed and exiting the room. I looked round to see the headboard was a series of bars, perfectly suitable for attaching someone to. It didn't take long for her to return to the room. She came back in looking like she'd hurried, and was now dressed in jeans and t-shirt, barefoot. She headed straight for me, grinning and went to land another kiss on my lips. I put one hand on her chest at the base of her neck and stopped her, before telling her to back up a step. She almost started to protest before she remembered her place and stepped back demurely. "Back straight," I said. "Arms folded behind your back. Legs spread." She complied instantly. "You've done this before, haven't you?" I asked. "Yes, sir," she said, staring ahead. "I have had a previous Master, a while ago now." "Hmm," I replied. "I approve of what he taught you. You are very obedient." "Thank you, sir." "T-shirt and jeans, off, now. I'm timing you." Gabi stripped off as quickly as anyone I've ever seen. Less than fifteen seconds later she resumed the pose, now dressed only in bra and what I quickly realised was another thong. I stood up from the bed and walked slowly around her, not touching her, just enjoying the site of her. She managed not to follow me with her eyes. Stood back in front of her, I simply said "Bra." Reaching behind her, she undid it and cast it to one side, letting her breasts hang loose in front of her as she folded her arms back behind her again. I reached back to the bed and took the cuffs that were lying there. Stepping up close to her, I reached around her and fastened them to her wrists behind her back, taking advantage of her closeness to kiss her. Our tongues met again, and it took a moment longer than I'd wanted to get the cuffs in place. Giving her ass a very light swat I said into her mouth "You really are very distracting." "Yes, sir," she grinned back. I took another slow walk around her, enjoying the sight of her. This time, I trailed one hand over her body and along her arms, pulling slightly on the cuffs as I was behind her before running it up to her hair and gripping again. Without speaking I applied a little pressure downwards and she went down to her knees. I picked up the collar again from the bed. "This is a chance to let me know if there is anything you want to say before this goes on," I warned her. "Once this goes on I will listen only to a safeword. Any other protestations will be ignored. Your opinions will be ignored, and your obedience expected without question. Do you understand?" She didn't even blink. "Yes, sir." "Choose your safeword, then." "Red, sir." I fastened the collar around her neck, locking it in place snug against her throat. Hooking one finger through the ring at the front, I pulled her up to me and kissed her again. With her arms cuffed behind her she fell somewhat helplessly into me, so I supported her weight as our mouths met. By the time we finished the kiss we were both breathing heavily. I pushed her back onto the carpet in her kneeling position, and quickly stripped off myself. Gabi's eyes flickered down to my cock as soon as it came into view and sprang up, and she couldn't help but lick her lips slightly. "Come here," I said, not moving from the bed. She shuffled forwards on her knees close to me, the motion making her breasts sway. I reached down and ran my nails over them, before turning my hands over and squeezing a little. As this got a small gasp from Gabi, I continued for a moment. Fun though it was, I had something a little more direct in mind, and taking her hair in both hands I pulled her forwards onto my cock. Her mouth opened obediently as she engulfed me. I knew from the previous night she was an accomplished cocksucker, and she didn't disappoint me this time either. Her head bobbed up and down on my shaft, her tongue playing with me. I tilted her head back a touch without letting my cock free of her mouth and said "Look up at me, and continue." The angle of her head meant she had to open her eyes wide to meet this order, continuing to move along my cock with her mouth. I was now rock hard, and I could hear her making the happy little noises a good slut makes when she's doing as she's told. In truth, she wasn't the only one making happy noises, and before I got too carried away I pulled her back off me. "Aww," she commented. "I was enjoying that." "You will enjoy what I tell you, little slut," I mock admonished her. "Stand up." She gracefully got to her feet, not too easy with her hands locked behind her back. I undid the cuffs and laid them on the bedside cabinet before pulling Gabi down to the bed with me. "Let your hands roam." We caressed and stroked each other. I made sure that if her hands went near my cock again I pushed them away, and I also noticed every time my hands went near her thong she'd tense up as if expecting me to remove it. Without explaining myself I left it on for now, and she managed to keep her disappointment hidden. Mostly. Eventually I tired of the games. Breaking off from her kiss and disengaging her hands from round my back I lay there for a second and looked at her, propped up on one elbow. Gabi looked back up at me happily. I reached across her to the cabinet and took the cuffs in my hand again. With the other hand I placed her left hand up near the headboard, followed immediately by the right. Straddling her, the cuffs went on her wrists, linked through the bed-frame and trapping her arms over her head. She pulled experimentally, once, just to check. My cock was now up near her mouth again, lying between her breasts. I shifted forwards so she could take me in her mouth again, and as she did so I reached around behind myself and slipped one hand inside her thong, slipping a finger inside what turned about to be a very cunt. She grunted and jerked as I did so, her mouth twitching on my cock. She couldn't see what was I was doing, nor could she stop it, and as I began to stroke her, half-twisted around, I looked down to see her eyes becoming a little unfocussed. "Ah," I said. "Not yet, not even close to yet." I pulled out of her mouth, leaving her gasping a touch as she caught her breath. Shuffling back along the bed I finally pulled her black thong down her legs and tossed it to one side. "So what should I do now?" I asked her, smiling. Naked and restrained on the bed, Gabi looked momentarily confused. "I don't understand, sir. I am yours, you can do whatever you like." To emphasise the point, she pulled again at the cuffs around her wrists. I placed one hand on her cunt, stroking the lips but not pushing inside her. Her breathing quickened in response. "You're right not to understand," I replied. "It's like this. I can carry on like this. I can use my mouth, I can fuck you with my cock or I could stop entirely and leave you. It depends on you." Gabi looked confused. "Please don't leave me, sir! Please don't stop!" "Now you're getting it. Tell me what you want, and when I believe you really want it, I may do it." I pulled my hand away from her pussy, letting both hands trail around her upper thighs. Her hips pushed up off the bed in response, as she tried to push towards me so I was touching her again. I kept my hands clear. "Beg me," I said. "Beg me to touch you, and be precise, and you'll get your wish." She wriggled at me again, trying to temp me in, but my hands moved aside. Gabi Ch. 02 "Shit," she said. I pushed one finger inside her cunt, feeling it clench and tighten around me. "Do you want that?" I asked. "Uhhhh, yes, sir," she groaned back, her head falling back on the pillow. "Keep talking, then," I added. Slowly I began to fuck her with one finger. "Please don't stop," she said. "Please don't stop, please don't stop, please don't stop..." I added a second finger, pushing in a little harder. Gabi groaned and her hips lifted up towards me, pushing her cunt onto my hand. "Please, sir, please don't stop! Please fuck me with your fingers, please sir, please keeping fucking me with your hand, please sir, faster, please..." I moved a little quicker. "Are you going to cum from this?" I said. "Fuck, yes!" she shot back. "Not," I replied, "Without permission. If you cum without permission there will be some serious consequences." I gave her a light spank on one breasts for emphasis, but continued to work her cunt with my fingers. "Uhh, yes, sir. I won't...cum...without permission, sir..." Her breathing was becoming a little more ragged as my fingers pressed faster. I added a third finger, feelings the walls of her pussy gripping me. "Oh, shit, yes, more like that, harder, please sir!" "You're going to tell me when you're close, aren't you, slut?" I sped up my hand and her head lolled back with her mouth open. "Don't stop begging or I'll slow down." "Please keep going sir, please keep going, please fuck me with your hand, fuck your slut, please make me cum, please make me cum, FUCK!" Her hips jerked sharply to one side and her head came up so she could stare at me for a moment before falling back down. "Fuck, I'm close. Please sir, please may I cum, please?" "You remember the countdown, from yesterday?" I asked, my hand keeping up it's high rhythm. My other hand moved towards her clit and gently exposed it. "Yes, sir, I, fuck, I remember." "Ten...nine...eight...seven..." "Fuck fuck fuck fuck...oh fuck yes, oh fuck yes, oh fuck, please don't stop..." I started to rub her clit with my fingers, pushing three fingers inside her as I did, faster and faster, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. She was pulling against the headboard now, the cuffs pulling tight on her wrists. I carried on counting down. "Six, five, four, three..." I was watching her face and her chest, and I could she was tensed up trying hard not to cum. It looked as though she was losing the battle. She babbled now, words gone. "Two, one...now!" She groaned heavily and panted her way through an orgasm, cunt spasming around my hand. I gently slowed down and pulled my hand out of her as she relaxed, lying loosely on the bed. I leant forwards and said "Open your mouth." Dazed, she did so and I brought that hand up to her. "Lick it clean, slut. Lick your cum off my hand." Her tongue came out and licked all over my hand as her eyes cleared a little. I then lay down full length upon her and kissed her, enjoying the taste of her cum in her mouth. Eyes closed, she kissed me back somewhat weakly. "Fuck, you did it again, sir," she said. "Fuck! I like you." "I'm not done," I said. "You've cum. Now it's my turn." "Oh yes," she agreed happily. "Please let me help you cum, sir." "You're going to take my cum, aren't you?" I said to her. "Open your eyes and look at me." "Yes, sir," she said, looking back. "I want your cum in me, I want to make you cum." "I've got another surprise for you," I said. Reaching up to her wrists I undid the cuffs and brought her hands down to her sides. "Make sure I'm hard, slut." Although I was already pretty rock solid from watching her cum, her hands on my cock made me just that little harder as she stroked along the length of me and massaged my balls. "Do not stop," I added. This time I was lying on the side of the bed nearest the cabinet, so I twisted myself over to my bag and opened it up again, letting Gabi take care of me. Reaching inside I took out one of the other items I'd purchased that day -- a blindfold. "Lift up your head," I said to her and slipped it around her eyes. "Now, on your hands and knees, slut, now! You can let go of my cock." She turned over and got on her hands and knees immediately, legs spread. I positioned myself behind her and gently entered her with a couple of fingers again and she immediately began to push back on to me. I trailed one set of nails down her back, a little harder than I had done before and she arched her back into them. I could see I'd left marks. "What are you?" "I'm your slut, sir." "And what do you want?" "I want you to fuck me, sir, please." I reached down into my bag for the final item I'd bought -- a vibrator, and placed it near to her right hand. "Reach back and tell me what that is." Her hand groped about for a second until she found it and she worked out what it was immediately, twisting the control and setting it buzzing. "You may use that as I fuck you, slut. I am also giving you permission to cum as you wish." Even though her eyes were concealed behind the blindfold I could sense the pleased look in them. Kneeling up, I slid my cock into her pussy in one smooth thrust and started fucking her, with my hands on her hips pulling her back. She started to grunt in time as my cock delved inside her, and very quickly I could feel the vibrator come up and press itself against my cock and her cunt. She gasped louder and started to push back on to me. I knew it wouldn't take me long to cum. I'd been stroking my cock whilst fingering her, and now seeing her fantastic ass pumping back and forth towards me was getting me really close. The vibration from the toy was also pulsing through me. I could feel my own breath was getting quicker. "Do you want my cum, slut?" I asked, as I started to fuck her harder. "Fuck...yes, sir, please give me your cum, yes, please." "Say it again." "Please give me your cum, sir!" I knew I was only a few strokes away so I slowed down for a second. "How close are you?" I asked. "Very close, sir," she gasped back. "The toy is really helping. Uhhh, I'm going to cum soon." "I hope my slut can hold off until I can cum with her," I said and started fucking harder again. Taking a firm grip on her hips I started pounding into her as hard and fast as I could, and within a few seconds I exploded into her, shooting my cum deep into her pussy. At the same time, Gabi pushed back hard against me and whimpered into the pillow as she came in return, the vibe pressed hard against her clit. A second later I pulled out and collapsed down on the bed next to her. She managed to switch the vibrator off and rolled over to face me, draping one hand across my chest. "I have tissues," she said, absently. We cleaned each other up a little and snuggled up, drawing the covers over ourselves. "When did you say you were in London?" I asked. "Because if you're free I'd love to do this again, but for longer, louder and better." "Two weeks," she said back. "And I want the same." "Oh yes." "Fuck, yes." We dozed off, my mind sleepily running through the possibilities.