Your personal slave

Kiki1616

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My skin tingles at the thought that you might soon be here—that is, if you decide to come. I have no power over you here or anywhere. All I can do is wait and hope you really do love me.

If I go look for you I will surely be attacked by your unhappieness. If I even move a bit you might get mad at me. It all depends on what kind of day you've had. I refuse to make you unhappy with me. I can't lose you.

I feel exposed and vulnerable whenever someone walks by. I have on no clothes, nothing at all. My skin is bare. No one can see me as far as I know, but my heart still races in worry at the sounds of footsteps. You might be mad if someone saw me this way.

I am your slave, here to do your bidding. My heart jumps in excitemen when I hear you high heels clicking down the hall.

(Im looking for a domanent woman to rp his master. Someone who just bought him orsomething so you dont know much about him.)
 
You here a click that you can only assume is a door opening. It is quiet. You don't know who is coming in or who can see you.

Then you hear a male voice.

'I see you found the blindfold and have done as you are told. Have you been here the whole time? Don't like to me . . . I will find out if you are lying to me.'
 
I hear a click and stiffen, "Yes," I murmur after you ask me your question.

I shiver excitedly, you're finally here. I am deeply happy. My fingers clench and unclench, waiting for you to do what you want to do, what I want you to do.
 
I see you standing in the middle of the room with the blindfold on. I can see the excitement on your face but you know better than to react to me showing up, I have taught you better. I look up and down your naked body, your breasts, thighs and ass. I can barely see them in the dark room.

I flip on the lamp and that helps me out a little. I set my suitcase on the bed. I take off my jacket and tie and sit in the chair. I swish my scotch in my glass still staring at your body. I have been in the hotel bar for about four hours while you waited up here for me. You have waited on me for days before but it had this time I hadn't even spoken to you for two weeks which is much longer than I usually make you wait so I didn't think torturing you much longer in the room was necessary.

"Have you been standing in the middle of the room like I asked or did you sit on the bed?"

"Did you shower using the shampoo I told you to use?"

I asked you. I reached for the remote control contemplating whether I should turn on the TV and make you wait some more. Making you wait was one thing, but, watching you wait was a whole new level of pleasure. Watching you fidget as I set there and the anticipation in your entire body every time I reached for my drink, hoping it was me getting up to touch you, was almost better than hearing the screeches you let out when I spanked you.

"How bad did you miss me?"
 
"I have been waiting here since you left me sir. I used the shampoo you told me. I missed you so much sir. I haven't been sadder. Each second I thought about you got me more excited. I couldn't wait for you to come home," her voice was level but sincere.

She shivered. She wanted him to touch her, hold her, kiss her, lick her, so bad. Her stomach cramped from the need to urinate. She refused to move or ask for his approval of letting her go. She didn't want to make him mad. Her cramps made her feel like she was about to double over but she kept a straight face.
 
As he walked around the room he walked close to her each time his path took him that direction. He wanted to give her the impression she was going to get touched. He made sure not to touch her, though. In the not so distant past she would have stepped into the contact, but, she was getting better at behaving.

He walked back to the chair and got some more scotch out of the mini bar leaving her standing in the middle of the room. He watched TV for a short period of time and then he beckoned to her.

"Come pet"
 
She clenched her body whenever he walked away. As soon as he said she should come. She walked up, "Yes sir?" sh knelt in front of him hopefully. She waited for his reply. She could feel her cramps tightening. With each step a drop of urine drippled down her leg. She clenched her pussy, holding in the threatining golden shower.
 
When she got there he told her to get onto her knees. He could see she was having trouble with her bladder. When she got to her knees he wrapped her firmly against her cheek. Not hard enough to leave a bruise but firmly enough for his disobedient pet to know she was loved. "I didn't tell you to pee yet."

He ran his hand up her leg cleaning her urine up and moved his hands to her lips. "Clean up your mess."

He pushed her into a sitting position on her knees and put her collar on. He put it on very tightly tonight, but, she knew that breathing was something she only got to do with his permission anyway. He attached her leash to her collar and asked her if there was anything she needed to ask now. He told her she needed to make all requests now because she may or may not get another chance to make requests tonight and just because she made a request now didn't mean it would be granted.
 
She licked the urine off his hand and muttered, "I'm sorry sir."

She nearly choked when he put on her collar. She breathed quietly. Her ass hurt from where he had hit her. She clenched her pussy tighter, not letting out a drop.

"May I pee, sir... Please," she pleaded hopefully. Her bladder clenched painfully.
 
"Yes, but, since you didn't wait, you can't use my bathroom," he told her. He takes her by her leash and stands her up. He secures the blindfold to make sure she can't see anything. He considers at least letting her put on a nighty, but, ultimately leads her outside the hotel room as is.

He leads her down to the public restrooms. He pushes the mens room door open and leads her in. He winks at one gentleman that gives him an odd look as he pushes his pet into one of the stalls. "Make it quick." He tells her.

She can hear the flush of a toilet so she knows that she is not the only one in the room but she has no idea whether she is in the mens or womens room.

"You only asked to pee" he reminded her.
 
She unleashe the torent of urine and finished. She felt refreshed. She was uncomfortable but also happy at being naked in public. She waited for him to yank her away from the bathrooms and back to the room. She stood up and walked to him.
 
He grabbed her firmly by the throat cutting her air off and sat her back down. "I didn't tell you that you could stand yet," he whispered in her ear. He left his hands there for a short amount of time to get his point across and then tugged her collar and stood her up.

He walked her back to the room, stopping to get ice at the ice machine. He unlocks the door and walks into the room. He turns the air up to cool the room off so it will have the desired effects on her naked body. He then opens the curtains, stands her back in the middle of the room and begins moving things around in the suitcase again.
 
She shivers at the cold. Her nipples grew tight and erect as she waited for his touch. She heard him moving things around. She wanted him so bad. Her body was wracking with the need to feel him inside o her.
 
He ponders what abuse he is going to extract on his toy and whether he is going to fuck her or just abuse her. He takes a couple of items out of the suitcase. As he is looking for her hand restraints he picks up a paddle to move it. As he turns to look he sees her standing there and wraps the paddle as hard as he can against her ass as he chuckled to himself.

He grabs her this time by her hair and drags her over to the chair and brings her to her knees and places a few of the items on the table. He rubs a piece of the ice over her nipples to compound the effect of the increasingly colder room. "That's all you wanted? Was to pee?" he asked her as he reached for her leather hand restraints.
 
She winced when he smacked her butt. When she feels the ice on her nipples they harden more. She wants to speak but has to wait for a moment, "And for you," she gasps, "To fuck me, please," she whines hopefully.
 
"No," he told her simply. "I don't think you deserve to be fucked. You peed without asking me and I don't think you stood in the middle of the room the whole time like I asked you."

As he explained this to her he was putting her in hand restraints. Tying her hands with leather behind her back. "I give you everything. I let you eat, I give you water, I let you breathe, I let you sleep on the floor beside me, I let you be my fucktoy, I let you be other peoples fucktoy and you can't even follow simple instructions," he told her. "And you think you are going to get fucked?"
 
She looked at him. She could feel tears coming into her eyes. Her legs ached from standing where he told her to. She held back from crying to stop from furthur dissabointing him. She nodded, understanding his words.
"Yes sir," she murmured.
 
He pulled out a bowl that she is allowed to drink out of and poured some water into it. "Are you thirsty?" he asked her as he pushed her head into the bowl.

He pulled her hair back into a pony tail and tied it back with a leather strap as well and attached that strap to her collar to limit the side to side motion of her head.

He pulled the blindfold off her eyes and saw her tears. He wrapped her hand across her face again. "Do you want me to tie you up outside the door or are you going to behave?"
 
"I'm so sorry," she murmured again.
She blinked away the tears. She looke at him pleadingly. "Please let me stay inside!"
 
He grabs one of the whips off the table and brings it down on her ass 3-4 times and then stands her up and kisses her on the lips. He turns her around and places her hands on the bed and brings his arm back again and more forcefully brings the whip crashing against her bare, young skin.

With each stroke he aimed for the part of her skin that hadn't become red turning the color of her whole ass. He moved it slightly up onto her back and slightly down onto her legs, but, predominantly stayed on her ass until it was all red.

He then turned her around and without untying her arms told her to take off his pants.
 
She gasped with each strike then unzipped his pants. She pulled them down off o his body and smiled weakly when his cock sprung free.
"Sir," she looked at him hopefully as she waited for hsi orders.
 
He reaches down and firmly grasps her by the throat making it very difficult to breathe as he stands her up. "I didn't give you permission to speak."

He pushes her back against the wall causing her head to bounce off the the wall. "I was going to let you suck my cock and now you are going to have to wait. I'm really beginning to think you don't want to be inside." He told her. I should put you outside the door for strangers to mock and use."

He was sensing she was starting to lose oxygen so he loosened his grip to let her breathe a little. He tightened the collar even further making breathing for her very difficult. He strokes the side of her face lovingly a couple of times and the slaps her very hard.

He slings her down to the ground and contemplates what he should do. Then he gets a sly grin. "What punishment do you think is fair for a disobedient whore?" he asked her. And don't make it too light or I'm not going to fuck you all weekend.
 
"You could make sure I don't cum for..." she stopped before she could finish her breath was gone. She gasped for breath.

She unwillingly slid to the ground. She scrambled quickly back up so he didn't slap her. She continued breathing loudly. Her hands steadied her so she would not fall to the ground. It hurt more to know he was mad at her though.
 
He loosened the collar slightly and grabbed the water bottle and sat on top of her. "He waitied for her to come to a little and then threw some water on her face. WAKE UP!" he yelled at her. "I didn't tell you to pass out I told you to talk to me!"

He roughly slapped first one breast and then the other. Then he returned his hand to her neck again and began chocking. "Don't pass out," he warned her. He roughly held her neck until she was close to passing out again and then he released her just enough to let her gasp for oxygen.

"Now answer my question. What is your punishment going to be?"
 
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