0 comments/ 13224 views/ 4 favorites The Inspection Ch. 02 By: little_sub_kat When we arrived back at my apartment, he asked for my keys. I reluctantly handed them to him. He unlocked the door as he looked over at me. "Pet, would you like to tell me what I am going to find behind this door?" I looked up at him, not wanting to confess. He took a deep breath before he spoke. "You are nervous. Quite frankly, I am a little bit afraid of what I am going to find." he said to me in a blunt tone. "Sir.." I started to say but he cut me off, "I gave you your chance", he said in a slightly annoyed tone. He opened the door and walked through it. "Strip, go to your room and lay on your bed," he instructed as he walked by me into the apartment. I took a deep breath as I closed and locked the door. Slipping out of my clothes I began to wonder if he was really going to make me masturbate for him. I made my way to my bedroom in a bit of a daze and stretched out on my bed. The longer I was alone in the room, the more apprehensive I became. Sure, I had masturbated on webcam for him before but somehow having him in the same room while I was doing so worried me. I heard him moving around and rummaging around in my apartment. It had been a couple of weeks since I had spent time cleaning up my living space. I guess I knew better then to let my place become such a train wreck but with working two jobs it was hard to keep clean all the time. He appeared in the doorway, his expression unreadable. "Slut, I want you to start masturbating for me now." I looked up at him, a deep blush spread across my face and my nervousness and resistance of the situation grew rapidly. "I can't." The words came from my mouth quickly, before I had a chance to sensor them. His expression changed quickly to one of dissatisfaction. "What was that?" he practically demanded. "Did I ask you a question?" "I barely did anything. This isn't fair, you took me off guard." I groaned in protest as I sat up in the bed. His eyes narrowed as he looked over at me, "Do as you are told," came the simple words from his mouth. I froze as I laid back down flat on the bed, keeping my legs spread. For as long as I had known him, I still resented how easily he could take control, even when I was struggling against him for it. Needless to say, it was a losing battle. I could never deny how much it turned me on though. "Hand back on your pussy." He instructed. I hesitantly repositioned my hand on top my pussy, noting again that just his presence was making me wet. I think he nearly relented seeing my eyes squeezed shut, tensed body and my rapidly reddening face from the embarrassment. I felt him come to my side and stroke the hair away from my face. "Pet, relax please. This is just a small punishment; you need to learn that this is my body. You have nothing to be ashamed of. If you want to be mine, you are going to have to give up these asinine reservations about your body. Again, no orgasms without my permission it is a basic rule. You know better. It has nothing to do with fair." I nodded my head as I opened my eyes and looked up at him, regardless of my fears he was starting to allay some of tension I was feeling. I just wasn't sure how I was going to look to him masturbating right in front of him. He pulled away from me, "I know you can do this. I also know you are embarrassed. That's why I am doing this. I want you to masturbate for me. Just like you do on those nights I give you permission to do it alone. Now." He moved over to the doorframe and leaned against it, his eyes glued on me. I took a deep breath like he had always told me to do to help calm myself and squeezed my eyes shut as I started to gently rub my fingers up and down my slit. "Eyes open, I want you to look at me during this." I hesitated but I opened my eyes and looked up at him, taking another deep breath as I continued to rub myself. "Don't forget to ask permission if you need to orgasm." He gently reminded me with a slight smile that somehow helped comforted me. "Yes Sir." I said in a soft voice knowing at this point he was probably questioning my ability to submit to him, something I wanted so badly. I feared that if I kept balking at his every order he was going to walk right out the door. So I started to rub hard, playing with myself just how I knew to get myself the most riled up. I rolled my fingers over my spread labia, moaning softly as I did so. I inserted two fingers in myself in and started pumping them in and out. My breathing became more rapid and my face became flushed from the arousal instead of the embarrassment of the situation. I could have sworn I saw him breathe a sigh of relief when I really started to play with myself with such diligence. After a few more minutes I looked him straight in the eye, "Sir, may I please come?" I asked in a rushed voice. There was a pause before he responded. "No." It took a few seconds to register and my fingers stopped their motions. "Please Sir." I started to whine but I was quickly cut off again. "I said no but I don't believe I told you to stop playing with yourself." I hesitated, I could feel the defiance in my body, not liking or used to being denied like this. Even in our online play sessions he rarely denied any orgasms. I took a deep breath and again started to play with my pussy and labia, I slipped two fingers in and out of myself, breathing deeply as I kept myself on the edge. I wanted to do this for him. After another minute or so, what seemed like forever to me, he gave me permission to pull my hands away. As I did so, I looked over at him questioningly. He must have recognized the expression on my face as he quickly gave me his explanation. "This is a punishment, not a chance for you to orgasm." He paused as he gently cupped my pussy in his hand. "This is mine now pet. That also means it is my orgasm. You don't take it without my permission and if I say no, I mean it and you'll just have to wait." He watched me for my reaction. I knew they were his, at the bar I had just made a mistake. He scooped me up in his strong arms around me and gave me a quick hug. "I know that was difficult for you pet but you did very well and are forgiven for your transgression at the bar. It is late and you need to get some rest. We will discuss the state of your apartment in the morning. Lie back down in bed. I will be there shortly." He said bluntly as he left the room. He came back a few minutes later holding a book and a reading light in his hands. He slid into the bed next to me and pulled me close to him. "I have waited a long time to feel you close to me like this, pet." He said to me in a satisfied voice. I smiled as I snuggled close to him. "Good-night Sir." I said softly as I closed my eyes, ready to go to sleep. Moments later I felt one of his hands on my breasts, gently massaging it. Every so often his finger would move up to my nipple and roll it between his fingers, making it hard. I moaned in protest as my eyes opened sleepily. "Please Sir." I said in a sluggish voice. "Go to sleep," was all he said to me as he continued to play with my nipples, which of course made it impossible for me to fall asleep since he was keeping me in a constant state of arousal. After a couple of sleepless hours he finally put his book away and turned off the light, he continued to toy with my nipples until he fell asleep. I drifted off shortly thereafter. When he woke me up early the next morning, it was still dark outside. I never was up that early but I rolled out of bed and got into the shower like I was instructed to do. After I got out of the shower he was sitting on my bed. He rose and walked over to me, pulling something out from behind his back. I felt tears come to my eyes as he held the incriminating evidence in front of me. Honestly, I was surprised to see that he had found it. I knew his rules and figured he was upset. I cursed myself for leaving the toy for him to find. When we had first began chatting he had made it clear to me that I was to tell him exactly which sex toys I owned. He didn't want me to acquire any others without his consent. This toy in particular I had purchased before receiving his permission. To be quite honest, I didn't think he would prohibit my purchase of it, yet he did. I neglected telling him because I was afraid he would question where I got it from and thus his authority. Not that he didn't have every right to do so. At the time I had never really ever disobeyed him. So I just threw the toy in the back of my closet, wanting to forget about it. "I am waiting," came his stern voice from in front of me. I hadn't noticed until then that he was tapping his foot impatiently, his arms folded in an intimidating manner across his chest. He looked down at me, obviously not pleased. I remained still, my head lowered in a submissive manner, knowing that I screwed up and I probably shouldn't argue with him. Hell, I shouldn't have committed the offense in the first place. I thought carefully, trying to choose my words. I hadn't even been in his presence for 24 hours; I didn't want to disappoint him anymore. "You have nothing to say for yourself?" he questioned, "This is a violation of my rules." He said bluntly. He was absolutely right; I knew it and wasn't going to deny it. I cursed myself for not getting rid of the toy before he found out about it or not just fessing up to him in the first place. I didn't say anything to him, not really sure how to respond at this point. "You know that I want to know about all your sex toys. And if I remember correctly, I denied your purchase of this particular one?" he asked as he waved the purple butterfly in my face. I nodded my head. "Yes Sir." I said as respectfully as I could muster. "Then why on earth do you have it?" he demanded in an irritated voice. "And why, my little rebel; is it charged?" Horror immediately washed over me. I remembered when he had been away on a business trip. I hadn't talked to him for a few days; I was a little bit bored. So I charged it up and played with the settings while I held it in my hands. "I am sorry Sir." Discomfort rushed through me as I looked up and saw the anger and disappointment in his eyes. His expression didn't change as he pointed to a corner of the room, "You will be. Go kneel there and take some time to think about your behavior, now." was all he said to me. I looked at him with confusion for a minute, until I saw the expression on his face turn to the stern frown that I was so intimidated by. Hurriedly, I moved over to the corner and knelt. After what seemed like forever in the corner, as well as a little bit of pouting on my part, I took a deep breathe and finally started to calm myself down. I started to think about the way I had acted over the past few weeks. For me, giving up complete control was scary. He knew that about me as well, he often pointed it out to me. At times, it was aggravating just how observant of my actions he had become. I despised disappointing him. Sometimes I would lie just to avoid it, even though in the back of my head I knew he would find out eventually. I cursed myself for being so juvenile about those sorts of things. Yet, I think I was afraid was what would happen if I gave him total control of my life. So I resisted as much as I could, without making him aware of it. Now that he was actually in my apartment, a lot of the things I was trying to hide were out in the open. I began to think that is why he showed up unannounced, to see if I was actually following his orders. I did try. It was just I followed some of his rules more meticulously then the others. I inhaled sharply as I stared at the corner; I wasn't being fair to him or me. I was his. Yet I insisted on being stubborn and hiding things from him. I lowered my head even more towards the floor, quite ashamed of myself. "Come over here please." Sir's voice broke the silence his voice patient. I turned around and saw him sitting at the table and made my way towards him. "You can sit." He said as he motioned towards the chair. "Three strikes pet." He said, his voice had a hint of warning to it. "We already handled that unauthorized orgasm so let's move to strike number two." He paused for a second before he spoke again, "What do you have to say about this?" he asked as he set the toy on the table. "I want the truth about it too. Not just some bullshit story you are going to make up to try to please me. Be honest." I took a deep breath. "Sir, I purchased it right after you made that rule about you having approve all my toy purchases. I didn't think you would say no, so I bought it before I asked permission Sir. I was afraid to tell you about it so I didn't, I just left it in the back of the closet." My eyes looked to him for any signs of his reaction, I didn't notice any. "If it was in the back of the closet, why is it charged?" he questioned me. I started to realize how badly the situation looked to him at that moment. "Sir, I got curious one night while you were away, so I charged it. I just played with it in my hands a little bit though to see what kind of power it had. I didn't put it near my pussy though." I said solemnly. "Why should I believe you?" he hissed at me. "I know you are new at this pet, but why didn't you just fess up?" he asked me in a somewhat hurt voice. I knew that one of the things he hated most was being lied to. So I understood the harshness in his voice, although it did get to me. "Did you really think that I wouldn't eventually find out about this infraction? Or did you want to get caught, is that why you left the evidence for me to find?" "Sir that wasn't it." I said in desperation. "I didn't want to disappoint you, Sir, but I didn't think the toy was a big deal. I never actually used it." "Anytime you don't obey me it is a big deal. If you have a problem with an order you need to ask me to reconsider it. I may not change the order but I will know how you feel about it." He said matter-of-factly. "Slut, it is not the toy itself that is in question here. It is your unwillingness to bend completely to my will. Now, this apartment pet." He said with a scowl. "That looks like about two weeks worth of dishes and this floor looks like it hasn't been mopped in a month." I nodded my head in agreement. Who was I kidding; he was being generous with his estimation of when the floor was last mopped. "Am I correct to assume you apartment is this messy because you were trying to maintain some semblance of control of your life?" I thought for a minute before I bit my lip and nodded my head. "Yes Sir." I hesitated before I fell to my knees in front of him, starting to cry as I wrapped my arms around his legs. "Please don't leave Sir, I am sorry I screwed up, just please don't leave. I will try harder Sir, I want..." I blubbered. "Are there any other rules you haven't been following?" he asked me sharply. I shook my head as I glanced up at him as the tears continued to stream down my face, "No Sir." He got to his feet and scooped me up in his arms, shushing me as he did so "Shush." He comforted me as his hand gently ran through my hair. "Do you remember what I told you when you and I first met, and I started to train you?" I shook my head into his chest, not having any clue what he was referring too. "I said that we would both make mistakes." He said gently, but then reminded otherwise silent waited until my sobs had reduced to sniffles. I spoke again, "So you are not mad Sir?" I asked softly. He chuckled and I swear I saw a smile flicker on his face for a moment. "I am disappointed pet. However, I do realize that you are new to this. And you are new to me." He paused. "I am not angry with you slut but don't think that means you aren't going to be punished for your infractions. Because if we are going to continue, you will be. You knew what you were doing was wrong." I nodded my head into his chest without looking up at his face. "Do you still want to be mine?" he asked bluntly. I looked up at him and smiled nervously, not sure what my punishment would be. "Yes Sir, of course I still I want to be yours." I said softly. "You do know; slut, that you will have to be punished then, yes?" "Yes Sir." "And you do understand that I make all the final decisions, correct?" "Yes Sir." I whispered as I nuzzled against his chest, feeling quite comforted and content in his hands. "Good," he said as he took a step away from me. He took the toy from the table and instructed me to step through the leg straps before positioning it on my pussy. "I am certainly glad you splurged for the wireless version of this toy." He said to me with a rather sadistic smile as he tightened the straps. "Now be good and don't touch the butterfly during this punishment. Or that will earn you another." He said as he gave me a quick smack on my ass, causing me to jump. "Now get to work. That means on your hands and knees scrubbing all these wooden floors. Now!" He demanded. I moaned in protest but ran to the kitchen to fill up a bucket with soap and water, looking regretfully at the steam mop he had purchased me as a reward after knowing how much I hated scrubbing the wooden floors that covered most of my apartment. "Don't even think about it. You can't use it when I am not watching, you sure as hell are not going to use it now," his voice came from the doorway of the kitchen. I took the bucket of water and started to move it to the floor, just about spilling it all over him when I felt the vibrator buzz to life on my already sensitive clit. I didn't know how I was going clean all the floors with the damn thing teasing me the entire time; it was already getting me aroused. Sir just chuckled as he held the controller in his hand. "This is going to be a long day for you. Remember no cumming without my permission." I set the bucket on the floor and began scrubbing the wooden planks that covered it .I found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the floor the further along I got. Every few minutes he had been changing the setting on the butterfly, putting me into a different state of oblivion. He hadn't turned the butterfly up enough for me to be able to cum, though the constant teasing of even the lower settings was getting me quite worked up and dangling on the edge of an orgasm. When I was about half ways done, he came over and squatted down beside me. "Slut, what is submission to you?" he asked me in a blunt voice. I looked over at him, somewhat in a daze and not sure why he was asking me that now. "Sir?" I questioned. "Answer the question, what does your submission to me mean to you?" I tried to ignore the pulsation of the butterfly on my clit as I contemplated his question. "Giving up control to you Sir." It was a horrible response but in the state I was in, I was having trouble coming up with much else. I felt the butterfly being turned up in speed, I moaned in protest as I searched my mind for something more intelligent to say. "I..." I started as another helpless moan escaped my lips. Trying to wash the floors, listen to him, think of an answer and not orgasming was becoming overwhelming. I was never a good multi-tasker. "To.. to.." I stuttered as I looked over at him, his eyes intent on me. Although they were stern, I could still see the love in them. I took a deep breath. "To give you power over my actions Sir and trust that you will take care of me. To bring you pleasure." I panted out, some of my words jumbling together. "And do you think you have done a good job of this slut?" he asked me in a flat voice. I looked up at him. "Sort of." I said softly "Sort of?" he frowned at me. "Is submission about sort of doing things? Sort of giving up control?" he asked as I felt the speed of the vibrator increase again. I moaned in desperation as I clenched my teeth together. "Please." I gasped as I tried to find something for my fingers to grip onto, of course there was nothing. The Inspection Ch. 02 "Are you already forgetting your place?" he looked at me with disapproval. "No, Sir, I just... please, I need to cum." I spluttered out. "You don't have permission my slut. You say you know that I am in control but I don't know if you really believe it." "I believe you Sir." I said weakly. "If you believe me, then what is this 'sort of' about? How can you sort of submit to me? Can I sort of give you permission to cum?" I found myself crouching over more as I tried with desperation to hold back the impending orgasm. I shook my head. "No Sir." I squeaked. "Submission is about giving up control. Always. Even when I am not there to watch you." He explained to me. "Sir, I need to cum," I pled. He just looked down at me and shut the vibrator off. "Pet, you don't have control anymore." He bent down and whispered in my ear, "You are going to make a beautiful submissive, you just need a little bit of hands on training. Finish cleaning." He said as he got to his feet and moved back over to the couch. I worked my way around the rest of my apartment, making sure not being able to miss any spots on the floor. He was generous and left the butterfly on a low setting for the remainder of my punishment. When I was done he motioned me to come over to him. I moved over to him, kneeling in front of him, exposing my sex to him, which was still dripping from the sweet torment of the butterfly. He reached out and started to pull on my nipples, pinching them roughly between his fingers. I moaned softly as he played with my sensitive nubs. It didn't take me long for his touch to drive me to the edge once again. "I need to cum Sir." I whimpered as I looked up at him. "Beg me for it." He instructed me. I looked up at him, a little bit mystified, then I felt the butterfly increase its vibrations on my hypersensitive clit. "I am waiting." He said impatiently. I groaned softly in protest, he knew how much I hated begging him for things. Though I also knew he enjoyed it when I did. "Please Sir, I really need to cum. Let me cum Sir." I started. "Not good enough slut." He said as he looked down at me disapprovingly, turning up the power on the butterfly again. I mewed loudly as I tried to hold back the orgasm, finding it increasingly difficult. Amiably, he turned down the power a little bit and looked me over again. I hated begging, absolutely dreaded it, it made me feel like I was giving up all my dignity. I composed myself before I spoke again. I whimpered slightly as I spoke this time, "Sir, please, your slut wants to cum for you. Sir." I pleaded with him, "Please Sir I will do anything for you just let me cum?" He smirked as he looked down at me. "Whose orgasm is it pet?" he asked me as he turned up the speed once again. I gasped as I writhed in front of him. "Yours Sir." "Very good, looks like you are learning to beg after all. Needs some work; however, you may cum my little slut." He said with a nod of his head. He cranked up the butterfly another notch to an exhilarating setting. While he continued to pinch my nipples, his other hand reached down and slapped my pussy repeatedly. . My body began to shake as my vaginal muscles clenched tightly. I let out a cry of pure pleasure even as he continued to smack my pussy. My head lobbed from side to side as the orgasm flowed through my body. I panted as I felt the butterfly still pulsating away at my now overly sensitive clit; I tried to move away from the now unwanted pleasure and cried out as he continued to smack bare pussy. "Please Sir." I panted helplessly as he continued his torment on my nipples and his rhythmic slapping of my sensitive flesh. I twisted my body trying to get any sense of relief, which didn't come, my chest raising and falling from the approved orgasm. Even I couldn't believe how strong it had been. I moaned in slight pain from not being able to get the dreaded vibrations away from my sex, more specifically my clit. His eyes were intent on mine, making me feel comforted even though my body was feeling tormented. My clit had always gotten awfully sensitive after an orgasm. Finally, he turned off the butterfly. I leaned against his leg, still on my trembling knees as I closed my eyes in exhaustion and pure bliss. He smirked as he looked down at me, "Good girl. Much better with my permission, yes?" he asked. "Yes Sir." I nodded my head weakly, still panting a little bit but perfectly content to be on my knees beside him. The Inspection Ch. 03 "No more games." He said flatly as he looked down at me. I glanced up at him, his face was stern. I wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. "I am not going to tolerate you not following my rules. You will be good." I looked down at the floor, embarrassed for the childish way I had acted. At the time it had just seemed like the easiest thing to do. I knew that Sir had given me the rules to help me improve my well-being. They give me a method to pleasing him as well. I had always loved having them for that reason. They helped me serve a purpose. They gave me structure to my usually hectic life. I loved having his rules and abiding by them. I started chewing on my lip, knowing I hadn't made a very good impression on myself or him by the way I had acted. He took my chin firmly in his hand and tilted it up so I was looking at his face. "In the future, punishment for this behavior will not be so pleasant. Is that understood?" A soft sigh escaped my lips and I nodded my head, thankful that it seemed the issue had passed. "Yes sir. I understand completely." "I have learned now that I am going to have to keep a closer eye on you." I nodded, figuring after the way I acted that was fair. "Get up and go get ready for work, now." He said as he gave me a firm smack on my ass, quickly changing the subject and making sure I was going to be on time. . "Yes sir." I muttered, a bit sullenly, not used to or liking being rushed to get ready. I quickly scrambled to my feet and went back to the bedroom to get dressed. When I returned to the living room, I picked up my purse and keys. I turned around to see him following me towards the door, "Umm sir?" "Yes sweetheart?" "Are you.." I started. I wasn't sure what he was really doing here since we hadn't really planned a visit at all. The last thing I wanted was to go to work and come back to an empty apartment and be alone again. The thought of that made me want to break into tears. I had waited so long to meet him, I didn't know if I could bear it if he left so quickly. I took a deep breath before speaking again, "I mean; will you still be here when I get back Sir?" He chuckled as he stepped closer to me. He locked his lips on mine and gave me a firm kiss on the lips. "Of course little one, I am not going to leave you to your own devices that quickly. I need to keep my eye on you and I think I still need to have a little bit more fun with you." He said slyly. Immediately, I felt my pussy moisten. My playful eyes drifted up to his before I leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips. The workday dragged more then usual, all I could think about was him waiting for me at my apartment. I wished I could be there to spend the time with him. I hated that he had to be alone at my apartment instead of me being there to keep him company. Only minutes into the workday I had already started fantasizing about what he was going to do when I got home. Had he brought any toys to play with? Was he going to bring to life any of the situations that we had discussed in our chats? The ideas alone made me want to go into the bathroom and rub myself to orgasm but I thought better of it. When I finally returned from work, he greeted me at the door. "Hello sweetheart." He said as he gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. "Why don't you go change into some more comfortable clothes? Dinner will be ready shortly. Go ahead and shower as well." "Dinner?" I asked in a bit of a shock, not expecting him to have made anything. "You didn't have to do that Sir." "I know. I wanted to. Go on now." He said to me bluntly as he shooed me towards the bathroom. Once done, I applied some light makeup and came out into the bedroom. I flipped through the closest looking for something appropriate to wear. I wanted to look really cute for him and impress him. I finally settled on a simple black dress. "Sir it smells delicious." I said as I walked back into the dining room. The table looked like it was meant to be in a fancy restaurant. There was a tablecloth as well as lit candles and a two-place setting. "Wow fancy sir." I said as I walked towards the kitchen. He caught me and directed me back to the table, "Just sit down pet. I will bring dinner out shortly, I have it handled." He grabbed my chin and tilted it up towards him, giving me a firm long kiss. "Speaking of fancy, you are sure all dolled up for a night in, beautiful." he said to me. "Not that you will be wearing very much for very long." I moaned softly when he said that, watching him closely. Even knowing that he enjoyed cooking, I wished he would let me help him. I felt somewhat futile just sitting at the table waiting to be served. As I waited for him to finish dinner, I just sat there and fantasized about what was going to happen next. I almost wished he would just skip supper and take me straight back to the bedroom, even though I was starving. He returned a few minutes later with two plates of salad. After setting one in front of me he took his place across the table from me. "Hand me your panties." He instructed. His voice was calm, kind even but still had the familiar tone of total authority. The command hit me awkwardly and my mind raced. Why did he want my panties at the dinner table? After swallowing hard I reached under the table and up the bottom hem of the dress and slowly slid the skimpy material down my legs. Hesitantly, I placed them in his outstretched hand. "Perfect, now lift your skirt up and sit bare-assed on the chair." I quickly followed the command, not taking my wide-eyes off of him. "Good girl." He said with a smirk as he set my panties in the middle of the table. I blushed fiercely as I looked at my damp panties sitting on the table, my fork held in midair. He just chuckled as he continued to eat, pretending as if nothing was abnormal. "How can you?" I said unsurely as I watched him, I could hear the quiver in my own voice from the arousal, "I mean. Why?" I swallowed hard as I set my fork back down on my plate. I looked down and saw my nipples hardening through the thin material of the black dress I was wearing. "It is just a simple reminder." He said with a smirk, his eyes intently watching me, I felt like he was an animal carefully stalking his prey, watching my every move and waiting for the right moments to strike. I picked up the fork in my trembling hand and finished off my salad, quickly getting used to the sight of my panties between the two lit candles on the dinner table like they belonged there. I smiled slightly at him and a small giggle coming from my lips. "You are so cute." He said, gently shaking his head as he rose and collected the plates, quickly exiting to the kitchen. He returned a moment later with two plates of steak and some type of potato I didn't recognize. I smiled as I inhaled the smell of the food. "Sir, I didn't know you cooked so well." He gave me a quick nod of his head as he nestled back into the chair across from me. Throughout dinner he kept the conversation casual, talking about work and the news, just like people generally talk on the first date. He steered the conversation away from anything sexual. After we were finished eating, he rose and took my hand in his. Gently he led me to the bedroom and placed a firm kiss on my lips. "My little pet, I have waited a long time for this night. Strip and lay down." He instructed. Moments later I was laying naked face up on the bed, legs spread widely just like they had been the previous night, feeling vulnerable and exposed but also in a high state of arousal. "Do you trust me?" he asked me bluntly. I swallowed hard as I watched him, taking a deep breath before I answered. "Yes sir, of course." He moved over to me and placed a blindfold around my eyes, leaving me in the darkness. The darkness left me anxious and every time I heard a sound my head would twist in that direction, trying to get an idea of where he had gone. For a few minutes all I heard was my own breathing. This frustrated me. I was stark naked and lewdly displayed on my bed and he wasn't even doing anything with me. I didn't even know if he was watching anymore or if he liked what he saw. I silently wished that he was enjoying the view. I clenched my fists as I let out a deep breath. I heard him chuckle from across the room and a moan escaped my lips. "Please sir." I whined, wanting him to do something, anything. "Ssh, patience pet. Be a good girl." I whimpered, partially in arousal and to a degree in fear. I felt his lips press gently against my forehead, then his tongue tracing the lines of my lips. Then he kissed me his tongue slipping into my mouth and sliding around. I leaned closer to him and reached up trying to find him. I wanted to touch him and at the moment didn't really care where it was. "Uh-huh." He admonished me as he pulled away he smacked my pussy roughly. "Stay still. Behave." Whimpering, I settled back down onto the bed. He gently picked up my wrists in his hands and attached some soft cuffs to them, which after testing them I discovered they were firmly secured to the headboard. This just increased my vulnerability to him even more but at the same time I was very turned on. I could feel my wetness surrounding my pussy. His fingers traced slowly down my midsection, slowly tracing their way down to my pussy. I arched forward, trying to get more of his touch, wanting him to move faster. "No pet. Stay still. Be a good girl." "Please sir." I pleaded; wanting him to do more then just tease me. "Be patient little one." His fingers dragged over the tops of my thighs then down close to my pussy lips but purposely avoiding my swollen clit. Then his fingers dipped into my pussy, easily gliding inside with the wetness of my arousal. He moved achingly slow as he slid two fingers in and out of me. "Somebody is excited." He said to me, his voice holding a hint of laughter. I moaned softly, almost embarrassed about how my body was reacting to him. I knew he was taking away bits of the control I still held onto, piece by piece. He just chuckled as his fingers continued to pump in and out of me. "Don't cum without my permission. I don't want to have to punish you again." I felt his fingers flick my clit, then pinch it and roll it between his fingers. "Sir.." I whined softly as he continued to tease and manipulate my body into further arousal. Without saying a word he resumed his agonizing slow finger pumping in my pussy. I tensed up beneath his touch, being driven closer to the edge. I shuddered as he continued to toy with my clit until I was writhing and whimpering from his touch. "Please sir." I gasped as I tugged on the restraints enclosing my wrists, wanting to help my orgasm along the way and becoming frustrated that I wasn't allowed to. They easily kept me in place, reminding me that I was his willing captive, accessible to his every whim. I knew he was going to use me on his terms. I felt like I had suddenly become his little test subject. All I could do was lay there and be his toy. Be under his control. Completely. That thought sent a shudder through my entire body. "Please what?" he asked as he continued to manipulate my clit, making me a writhing moaning mess. "Please can I cum sir?" I pleaded as I started to move my hips in rhythm of his fingers. "Not yet." He replied simply, his voice flat and calm. "Sir!" I wailed as he pinched my clit roughly between his fingers. My body started to tremble as he continued. I was starting to struggle to hold back the impending orgasm. I got the sense that he was gauging my responses to everything, figuring out how well I was able to hold back on my orgasms and wait for his command, even when having my sexual arousal driven continuously upwards. "Sir please? I really need to cum now." I begged. I felt my pussy twitching and the brink of an orgasm nearing. I wasn't sure how long I would physically be able to hold back, no matter how hard I was trying. "Oh please Sir please please." I continued my desperate pleas. "Not yet." He said again as he completely removed his touch from me. "No please sir don't stop." I whined sullenly as I felt his warm fingers leave my body. "I was so close. please Sir?" I knew I could have gone over the edge at any moment. At the same time I realized that any orgasms tonight would be on his terms and his terms only and he would make sure of it. I heard him chuckle from across the room, rummaging around in something but I wasn't sure what. I moaned softly, wishing he hadn't blindfolded me so that I could see what was coming. A moment later I felt a firm pinching on my right nipple. I cried out in shock at the new pressure on my sensitive nipple. I hadn't caught my breath yet when I felt him attach what I assumed was a nipple clamp to my left nipple, another small cry coming from my lips. I whimpered as my breathing quickened. I whimpered helplessly as I tried to get used to the feeling of the clamps, wiggling in a feeble attempt to ease the pressure. "Too tight pet?" I take a deep breath before shaking my head. "No sir." "Good girl." He said before his fingers return to my pussy, three this time sliding into me in one fluid motion. I gasped in pleasure as I lifted my hips towards him. A felt a firm tug on the chain connecting the nipple clamps. I cried out from the sting as I nestled back into the bed, whimpering. "Good girl." His fingers returned to my clit, tweaking it between two of his fingers until I was panting and writing once again. "Please sir can I cum please?" I pleaded as my body trembled floating on the brink of orgasm. I wasn't sure that would be able to hold back any longer." "Hmm.." he said as if he was deep in thought pausing for a long moment, leaving me panting and desperate for release. "Okay my pet, you can cum." He stated. "Cum for me pet, now." He tweaked my clit again, sending me over the edge. I writhed and moaned as the orgasm washed over me. I panted when his touch continued, quickly building me up to another orgasm. "Please sir." I panted as I writhed underneath his touch. "Please sir can I cum again?" My voice becoming more high pitched as I pleaded with him for release. "Not yet." He said, I think I heard the amusement in his voice. "Oh please sir?" I wailed as my entire body trembled underneath him. "Cum now sweetheart" He commanded as he continued to manipulate my clit. My second orgasm washed over me, I moaned in pure ecstasy as I felt the jolts of the orgasm run through my body. I panted once as the orgasm subsided. I gasped as he continued to manipulation of my clit. "Please sir, please stop." I pleaded, feeling completely wore out. "Oh you didn't think I was done with you, did you sweetheart?" he asked me mischievously. I moaned in exhaustion as I continued to try to catch my breath from the orgasms he had given me. He removed his fingers from my sensitive clit. To my relief, there was a short pause before I felt him thrust himself into me from between my wet thighs. The head of his cock spreading my lips until he was situated deep inside me. I moaned softly as I felt him start out with long, slow strokes deep into my pussy. I moaned and whimpered as he continued to take his time, slowly pumping in and out of dripping pussy. "Oh please." I pleaded with him, building up to my next orgasm and wanting more. I felt him run his hands through my hair and then grip some of it tightly in his hands. I felt him pull almost the entire way out before thrusting his entire length back into me. He continued this, picking up the pace bit by bit. Even in the daze I was in, I could hear him grunting as he did so. I felt an orgasm come almost out of nowhere, "Sir please can I come?" I gasped all in one breath. "Please sir?" I felt my body start to shake. "Yes pet, you can." I screamed out as the orgasm wracked my body, I tugged at the arm restraints once again as my entire body shuddered around his cock. "Oh yes." I cried out as the orgasm continued to pulsate through my body, small aftershocks following. He slammed into one last time, then arching his back and groaning loudly as he had his own pleasure. I was still panting from exhaustion and trying to catch my breath as he pulled out. "This is going to hurt a little bit pet." He said as he reached down and released the first nipple clamp. I yelped in pain as the blood raced back into the nipple. "Now the other one." He said gently as he removed it. He leaned down and took the nipple in his mouth gently sucking on it, easing the pain, followed by the other one. He released my wrists and removed the blindfold before pulling me close to him. "Good girl. You did wonderfully. I am very proud." He said to me with a big smile. A smile equal to his spread across my face," Thank you sir." I whispered. Even though I was already dozing off, I beamed, extremely happy and content to know that he was proud of me. "You know little one, I just don't think this apartment is going to be big enough for the both of us." He said to me in a soft voice after a few long moments of silence. "But it is all I can afford." I said in a dazed voice, unsure what he was getting at. He chuckled softly and pushed my hair out of my face before kissing me lightly on my forehead. "Luckily for you what we can afford is my concern; not yours." "What do you mean?" I asked as I nuzzled against his shoulder, not at all understanding what he was saying. He ran his fingers through my hair and leaned down close to my ear. "I want you to come live with me little one. I want you to give me the reins, completely. Just say those two little words sweetheart." "Yes Sir." I whispered as I nuzzled up against his chest.