The Agency games

[Powerdog16]

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The rules had been simple. They had been each given a keycard to a suite of the Grandier hotel. They would ask no questions. They would not speak of the encounter afterwards. They would not try and find each other afterwards. Every tool, toy, rope, and bind was available in the room for their use. They even had a safe word established in advance by the agency.

The agency was all it was known as. People who joined it were required to follow a certain set of rules. All were tested for disease and have their results sent for verification. All had to be actively using contraceptive. All had to pay a monthly fee. All had to sign wavers giving their agency no responsibility for any pain, suffering or humiliation they may get. All, most importantly, had to agree to a safeword and abide by the laws set.

Randy Hawthorne was known at the agency as RH1069 and was one of the oldest members of the club. He had spent time with a half dozen different women and all of them had needed completely domination. So when he got the notice that he had another chance to enjoy a secure and safe encounter, he made sure he accepted the offer.

He had the key in his hand and walked off hte elevator to the 15th floor, glancing down the hallway. No one was around and so he walked cautiously towards hte room... 1508. He straightenend his denim jacket, his blue jeans and boots. He peered into the reflection on the polished aluminum plated door and noted his 5 oclock shadow was just right, his hair was longer and hanging loose around his head.

He slid the key card into the slot... pulled it out and watched the door release... allowing him access to the secrets held behind it...

 

[ultimatefntsy]

She waited, tried to be patient, willing her foot to stop tapping furiously against the soft carpeted floor, he breathing to slow. Forcing herself to take a deep breath she stood and began to pace as she was unable to accomplish a come hither look with an effortlessly draped body stretched out on the bed. She needed him to arrive quickly before her nerve left her completely.

Anna had been a member of The Agency for a few months and had decided last week that it was now or never. Battling with the pro’s and con’s had exhausted her mentally but in the end she was confident that she would have more to regret in not acting on this desire than saying goodbye and denying that it ever existed. Every sexual fantasy she could remember involved her being overpowered, only recently had she discovered that her fantasy had a name: BDSM. She searched for information and read as much as she could on the subject and somewhere in there she stumbled across The Agency.

Anna needed to feel the dominating hand of a strong male. All she wanted more than anything else was to melt into the right persons arms and be used by them. Or was it that she wanted to be scared and have to be forced to perform acts that were humiliating? Maybe it was more that she wanted a dominate man to teach her things about her body and make her feel things she never felt possible….
She was lost in thought when she heard movement at the door. Standing at attention she shook her hair out and breathed deep as she awaited her fate.

 

[Powerdog16]

The door slid open and he walked in. Carefully, he glanced around the room. He turned his eyes and found her standing at attention... awaiting his instruction. He wanted to give a smile, give a small sense of relief. There was a certain... 'standard' that came with the agency that was unwritten and never spoken. No 'ugly' people. When they came to the agency, if they did not have a certain level of pride in their looks, then they did not get allowed in. Thin, trim, well dressed, clean cut, and distinguished described every client that played in the game.

He stepped just inside the room, letting his eyes gaze down her body. She fit that model and then some. Creamy skin accented with a sandy blonde hair. She was about 5'2", carried herself with a certain amount of pride, despite her need to be dominated. He imagined she as in a position of leadership somewhere and then quickly snuffed the idea. Stop speculating... that is against the rules. Just do it...

The door eased closed, then he turned his back to her, locking the interior locks. He had made sure the 'Do Not Disturb' was put in place as well. For anyone who might pass by, it was simply a warning to leave the patrons inside alone. To the agents who worked at the hotel and knew what to look for, the sign really meant, 'My fee at work'.

He turned back towards her and said, "Your name was identified as Fantasia. Mine is MasterD." He knew that is was such a HUGE leap of faith for the submissive to join this group. Despite all the precautions the organization had taken to ensure that the people they brought in as Dominates were not criminals or crazies, they still ran an inherent risk of surrendering themselves to another person. Not like a Dom... his role was different. He was tasked with giving her the night of her life... and while he was at it... get off on the power himself.

She gave a nod and then he said, "The safe word as established is ventriloquist." It was one of the rules to review the safe word as part of the arrangement. She stood still and nodded. He said, "You are ready?"

A third nod from her and he turned and walked to the desk, pulled out the large office chair. It was specially chosen without arm rests for this specific room. He rolled it to the middle of the room, turned it to face her and then sat down. He said, "Strip for me. Show MasterD what you have to offer me. Now pet..."

 

[ultimatefntsy]

He came through the door like he owned the hotel. His simple presence made her knees weak but weirdly without thinking her breathing slowed and became deeper. She thought to herself, it is happening. Anne dreamed of submitting to a powerful male for what seemed like forever yet she never knew if she would be able to go through with it in reality. The way her body was responding all on its own to sharing a room with a truly experienced dominate told her that this was right, she was a submissive.

Anne was in a trance as she tried to process all the feelings and emotions going through her body. The sound of his voice washed over her and felt like a tight embrace.
"The safe word as established is ventriloquist." "You are ready?"
Physically willing herself to respond took all her strength and she only managed a simple head nod.

Anne remained perfectly still, she watched him move across the room as he took complete control the situation. He was beautiful and everything she had fantasized about in a dominate partner. He was more though than dominate, she could tell from just the first few minutes that this man was a Master and she was desperate to prove to him that she was worthy of his time and attention.

He made his way back to the center of the room and positioned himself on a simple office chair that he made look like a thrown.
"Strip for me. Show MasterD what you have to offer me. Now pet..."

His words took a few minutes to resister within her, then her eyes went wide with a sudden rush of fear. Anne had wanted to be a plaything, to be wanted, used, explored, but this was different. She was being asked to do something, a performance. She had in the last few weeks settled on the idea that she could submit but to her she imagined being bound to a bed unable to make choices but this, this is dancing and suddenly he breathing quickened as she felt her face turn bright red in embarrassment.

Anne remained completely silent as she rocked her hips from side to side. Her eyes traveled up the length of his body. When they locked onto his eyes she stopped and just stared.

 

[Powerdog16]

MasterD slowly stood up once she saw her hesitation and kept his eyes locked on hers the entire time. He walked towards her, slowly circling her, till his chest was against her back. He lifted his hands up, sliding them along either side of her face, into her hair and gently pulled her hair through his fingers. He leaned in, his voice was deep, smelled slightly minty, his skin had a manly scent. His five oclock shadow on his face gently caressed her jawline as he whispered, "Do you have a problem with getting nude in front of a perfect stranger?"

He could see her eyes wanting to look at him, but stuggling to keep eyes front. She managed to whisper, "No... sir..."

"Good. Now... take off your clothes... now... Show me what kind of body I have to work with slave... Don't make me say it again..." He gently let his hands run along her body, cautiously guiding her fingers towards her blouse buttons and guided her fingers towards them, unbuttoning each one. letting his hands guide hers, he helped her slide the blouse over her shoulders, down her arms and then onto the floor.

He whispered, "Tonite... you are my slave... my pet..." He moved her arms to the zipper of her skirt and helped her unzip it... letting the material fall to the ground with her blouse. He guided her out of it before guiding his own hands to her bra clasps and unfastened them. His own fingers slide up to the shoulder straps and slid it off her defined shoulders and let her breasts slip from the protective fabric.

He did not make an effort to touch them yet. She still had one more piece of clothing to remove which would leave her in just her heels. He leaned into her ear once more and said, "I helped with the first three... you can get the last piece... now strip down slave..." He kept his body pressed tightly into hers... and waited...

 

[ultimatefntsy]

Anne stood frozen as Master D approached her. She began to feel light as his presence wrapped around her frozen form. His control flowed through his words, his touch and his primal scent. As Anne breathed him deep her eye lids became heavy. She felt her body changing, needing more of his touch. Her breathing slowed, muscles relaxed and something in her opened up. Her form began to soften. When the command to take her clothes off came for the second time she knew it was time but was grateful that he stayed against her. Goosebumps broke out over each inch that he touched. Her arms were like air and moved without thought as he directed. Anne drew courage and strength from his slightest touch, it seemed right to follow his lead.

One by one her clothes fell to floor. With his touch stripping had become effortless. She stood in his gentle caress letting his will take over for her own. She was lost in his touch, letting herself go completely for the first time.

"I helped with the first three... you can get the last piece... now strip down slave..."

Anne’s heart sank. There was simply no way that she was going to be able to be completely passive with Master D. She took a deep breath and attempted to summon the last bit of courage she needed to slip out of the last piece lace that separated her from the evening she had dreamt about her whole life. She could not do this on her own; she needed his help but knew better than to ask for it at this point. Anne focused on the feel of his breath on her neck, his tight body pressing against her back. Losing herself in him was all that she needed. Her head fell back against his shoulder, eyes began to close, teeth nibbled her bottom lip and her hands snaked down her sides until her fingertips entwined in the thin lace at her hips. Bending slightly at the waist she pushed her ass against Master D without hesitation. Tugging slightly Anne wiggled her hips back and forth as her thong made its way to join the rest of her clothes on the floor. As she straightened up a smile crept across her face as she reached for his hands.

 

[Powerdog16]

Master D walked around his little pet... running a hand along her face softly and then caressing her cheek gently... His lips graced her forehead and then down the side of her face, till he kissed the top of her right ear. He whispered very softly, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke, "Good girl... you are beautiful pet... and when I am done with you... you will know it..."

He backed his head away, looking at her eyes... there was a hunger in his... not just to touch her skin... or kiss her lips... but a hunger that was for her soul... for her mind... for her obedience. He felt as if they touched at that moment, he would ignite her and she would burst into flames... He shifted his head slightly as he said, "Get on the bed pet... Your surrender will be shown with your hands behind your head, fingers interlaced and your sitting on your knees and ankles. Your openess to your Master will be displayed with your knees being shoulder width apart. You will show your pride of being my pet with a straight back and thrust out chest. Your submission will be shown with your eyes downcast. You will not move till I say otherwise."

Using his hands, he moved her onto the bed, posing her in place just as he wanted her... guiding her every step of the way. He realized that she was probably rather new to this by her lack of knowledge on certain little things and that was okay with him... as he loved to teach. Once she was in position, he smiled down at her... and ran his fingers along her body, over the mounds of her breasts, the nipples, down her sides... over the roundness of her ass, inside her thighs... and even into the wetness that was her tunnel! He was slow and steadfast, gauging her reaction the entire time...

As she adjusted to what he was doing to her, he said, "Good pet... my pretty pet... now don't move... I have a present for you..." He turned and walked to the closet, in which he was very familiar with... and pulled out a 50 foot length of 3/8th inch blue nylon rope and turned towards her. He also had a 4 foot wide metal looking yoke which showed her as well.

He could see the excitement in her eyes though she never looked up and he walked towards her and used the central chains of the yoke to hang it on the rings burned into the ceiling. He locked the pulley into it and he said, "I am going to harness you pet. You are going to know what it truly feels like to be completely unable to resist anything done to you. Would you like that pet?"

She gave a faint nod as he laid the yoke fully cranked down on the floor. He quickly began to unspool the rope and as he did, he sat down behind her. He leaned in and kissed her shoulder and said, "You are brave slave. Very brave... and I will honor your bravery tonite... with a hundred orgasms..." He moved her arms behind her back and began to go to work on tying her into a full rope body harness....

 

[ultimatefntsy]

Anne unconsciously pressed her face against the palm of his hand as it moved gently over her face. She was slightly surprised by Master D’s softness. His kind touch calmed her nervousness just as him calling her ‘good girl’ for the first time made her heart flutter even if the words were uttered from a man she met just moments ago.

She was held in his stare. The thought of turning from him was nonexistent. Anne felt pulled to be closer to Master to D with each passing second. Her mind and body called for more and she knew in that instant that she would do anything that this man asked. Just as the thought washed over her she was ordered to the bed.

Master D calmly delivered a series of in instructions to Anne. She realized once he was finished talking that she had not followed his explicit directions and immediately feared that she may fail this powerful man. She felt the brush of inadequacy and began to hang her head but once more he surprised her by taking her hands and walking her through each step that he had described to her. Anne was so grateful for his training that she literally hung this time on his every word while she watch him completely mesmerized.

Master D took expert care in positioning her in just the manner that pleased him and for this first time she felt like this was right. She felt proud to be able to follow his manual guidance and her body began to hum as she realized she was actually pleasing him. Anne looked up to him and they each smiled. Master D’s fingers began to caress her body. Rather than feeling embarrassed at the strangeness of his touch she felt teased. His hands briefly touched her as he moved from her breasts to her thighs. When his hands moved between her thighs her eyes closed, she knew that he would find her completely wet. His fingers dipped quickly into her slick folds as she attempted to stifle a gasp.

"Good pet... my pretty pet... now don't move... I have a present for you..."

Anne watched Master D gather up a length of rope and her heart began to race. She had been waiting for this experience for as long as she could remember and just could not believe that this was really going to happen. She knew that as soon as the rope touched her skin that there would be no turning back. This was not an issue of safewords, she thought that if she could make it to the point where she allowed this man to bind her then she would have fulfilled her dream. She thought that any normal woman would flee as she watched him intricately string the rope through a series of pulleys and metal loops but her only reaction was the increasing wetness between her legs.

"I am going to harness you pet. You are going to know what it truly feels like to be completely unable to resist anything done to you. Would you like that pet?"

His voice and presence instantly calmed her once more. She nodded slowly at his question and without thinking she gave her arms to him to bind. She heard him speak of bravery but kept silent. She did not want to admit that she had never had multiple orgasms and even doubted that she was capable of having them. Being bound was much easier to her than the prospect of what the rest of the night had in store.

Master D placed her arms behind her and secured them then began to run the length of rope around her body. Anne swayed back and forth, front and back as he worked the rope into a perfect harness to hold her. The slow rocking and soft sound of his voice lulled her into a quite place. Anne was unaware that she was experiencing the beginning effect of subspace as she began to softly moan and in a whisper of a voice let the word, “Siiirrr”, drip from her mouth as if she were saying thank you.

 

[Powerdog16]

He stood back and took a look at his handiwork. He smiled and said, "It is too bad I am not allowed to take pictures of you... something tells me that if you could see yourself in your entirety... it would be enough to drive you insane with lust..."

MasterD walked towards her, leaning in... "This is the last time I am going to ask you... after this... only the safe word will stop things... Are you okay with what is happening to you?"

It only took his pet a second to respond which was in an enthusiastic nod.

He leaned in... and said, "Good... Now..." He pulled out a blindfold from his pocket and said, "Let's take away some of your senses..."

He slipped it on her... the leaned in, moved her carefully to the floor under the harness ... then ran the remaining lengths of ropes to the harness... He walked to the wall and started cranking... inch by inch, his slave's body lifted off the ground... completely secure and absolutely helpless to stop it... she was face down and horizontal to the floor. He cranked her into the air till she was 3 foot up.

MasterD walked towards her... then around her... letting his hands move along her body, checking the ropes and checking circulation. When he was sure that she was safe and ready to go... he said, "Good... now... time for the real play to begin..." He walked towards the closet, but not before flicking her gently... letting her spin slowly in the air... for the purpose of disorienting her.

He walked into the closet picked up a leather strap... and an Hitachi wand... and returned to the room. Setting the strap down... he uncoiled the cord and plugged it into outlet... before picking up the strap... then turning to stop her moving... he set it along her inner thigh... pressing the ball into her lips gently... "Spread your legs as best you can..." He took the strap and locked it around her thigh, keeping it taunt and secure to her most intimate of regions... He looked at her and said, "This is going to be turned on and it is going to make you cum... but you will do everything in your power not to cum... If you don't try your hardest..."