Finding Her Master

By Ropetease

©2010

Chapter 3



Joe sat back in his chair, smiling to himself, picking up the phone he called his favorite restaurant by the bay. He asked for a booth by the large window in back for two. Closing out the day, he went home to make sure his play room was clean.

Joe had one room made into a dungeon complete with a x cross and bondage table. On the walls, he had a selection of whips, floggers and restraints. He also had a bondage pony with a 4-inch padded top. Only half was padded, the other half had a ridge so a sub's pussy would sit nicely for torture. He made a mental note to stop by the bondage store for a few new items for her on his way home that night.

They had a great selection of restraints and other bondage items. Joe selected a waist belt with a crotch strap. The strap had areas to attach two plugs or vibrators. Joe found a leather ring gag for her sweet mouth. On the way out, he spied a pair of clover clamps with a nice chain for weights.

Robin's heart was pounding in her chest as she drove home, "He knows, he knows it’s me that wants to be his slave," she thought to herself.

A smile crossed her face, her pussy flowing wetness down her ass on to her seat. Her hands holding her steering wheel tight, her lower lip sucked deep into her mouth. Just the thought of having his arms around her made her shudder with excitement. When she finally made it home, her legs were shaking so bad she could hardly stand to walk.

Robin turned on her laptop looking at her court schedule, "Good, no cases the next few days," she could call her secretary and reschedule some of her appointments, she thought to herself.

Calling her office, she was glad her secretary was still there, telling her she had to take a couple of days off for personal reasons and to reschedule her appointments for next week.

Robin wanted to look her best for her soon to be Master. She called her hair stylist making an appointment for that Friday morning, also arranging to have her nails done at the same time. She also made an appointment to have her pussy waxed. Thursday she would go to the gym for her regular workout and then go to the tanning salon.

While she was lying under the tanning bed lights, she thought of what it might be like to be utterly in his control. Her mind faded to her favorite fantasy where she was tied to a bedpost, standing with her back against it; coils of rope holding her rigid, a hood over her head, the sting of the whip hitting her breasts, leaving deep red stripes over them with the hits continuing down her body to her thighs. She had lost count of the hits, tears streaming down under her hood. She wished he could see them. They were tears of pleasure, not pain.

The timer buzzed and she opened the lid of the tanning bed. Standing up, she noticed her nipples were rock hard and pointing straight out, and her pussy was wet. Some of her juices flowed down her inner thighs. She desperately wanted to go home and masturbate. She reminded herself that she had to control herself for one more day.

Robin walked over to the dress shop. It was her favorite shop, because they carried the most revealing clothes and styles. There she found a red silk strapless dress that hugged her body. The hem was just halfway to her knees and the bust held her breasts nicely without a bra. It clung to her like a glove. She also found a pair of sheer red t-back panties, a pair of black seamed stockings and a white lace garter belt. This outfit would go great with her five-inch black stilettos. As Friday came closer, Robin was getting more excited and was constantly fantasizing about the coming night.

Thursday night Robin had another restless night sleeping. His image kept coming into her mind. She was tied face down on his bed, spread eagle, the flogger stinging her back, some of his hits landing on her exposed pussy, making her arch her back up to him with each strike. She tried to scream, but the ball gag he had shoved into her mouth only made her whimper. Joe was fondling her clit, bringing her closer to the edge, only to flog her again. He did this several times to her helpless body.

Robin woke up the next morning, her bed sheets piled into a ball between her legs, her pussy still wet from her dream. Her stomach was in a knot from the images in her mind.

Joe had consumed her mind, just the thought of him using her for his pleasure made her hot pussy pulse.

"What if I am not good enough?" She thought, "What will happen then?" The thought of not pleasing him completely had her almost in tears.

"No, I can't think that. I will be what he wants. I want this to happen." Robin told herself, holding back the fear of his rejection of her.

Robin slowly got out of bed, walking out to the kitchen nude to make some coffee and find something to eat. While she was waiting for the coffee to brew, she opened her laptop going to the personal bondage website, clicking on his personal ad.

"Hopefully this will be removed after tonight," she thought to herself smiling.

Robin opened her e-mail account typing in his address:

Master Joe,

Thank you for ordering me to dinner tonight. I, your possible slave, will be ready for your arrival. If you have any specific instructions for this slave to follow before you arrive, e-mail me back with your orders. I have amended the rules you sent to me. Please accept these rules. We can discuss them later tonight if you wish.

Your humble slave to be,

Robin

Robin attached the rules to the e-mail and with her shaking finger, clicked the send button. She noticed that her lower lip was sucked deep into her mouth, her thighs tightly clenched together. She was breathing heavily through her nose, her hard pebbles on her breasts aching to be touched.

Standing up from her chair, her legs parted, cool air hit her hot wet pussy, sending a chill right to her clit. She felt the wetness flow down her thighs, sending more chills up her body. Reaching for her coffee cup, her hand shaking, Robin had to hold it in both hands.

"Calm down girl, quit being so nervous, and relax," she thought to herself.

Speaking out loud, "God, what has he done to me? I am a nervous wreck! I have to calm down!"

Robin carried her coffee to the table, picking a banana from the bowl, slowly pulling the peels away. She slowly brought it to her mouth, opening her lips. As the banana slowly entered her mouth, her lips surrounding it, she slowly pushed it in her mouth.

"Mmmm, only if this was his cock," she thought closing her eyes.

Robin slowly pushed the banana in and out of her mouth, her thoughts of taking him deep for the first time.

Her eyes flew open in shock, "Damn, I can't even eat a banana without thinking of him!" her mind screamed, a smile on her face as she took a bite.

While Robin was at home she did some work on her laptop, only to shut it down because her mind went to tonight’s dinner date with her new Master. Joe was at work when his e-mail dinged alerting him to a new message. Opening his e-mail account, he saw the message was from Robin, with an attachment titled rules.

As he read her message, he could not help it. Lowering one hand, he rubbed his growing cock through his pants.

"Hmm, that's good she is asking if I have any special orders for her tonight," he thought to himself smiling, he decided to make her wait for his reply.

Joe called Dave into his office asking, "Dave, do you mind closing up tonight? I have something special planned for tonight."

"No problem, Joe, who's the lucky girl?" he asked with a grin.

"The woman with the BMW you worked on the other day for your information," Joe growled.

"No shit, you’re kidding right? She is a knock out, Joe," Dave said while leaving.

Joe left the shop at three o'clock, driving home to get ready for his date with his new possible slave. Walking straight to the bathroom, he turned on the faucets for the shower, stepping inside. As he was washing his body, he saw the rope he had hanging from the ceiling. He had placed a rope there for when he needed to wash his sub's after a hard night of play. Joe always loved washing them with their hands tied by the rope over their heads.

When he was finished in the bathroom, Joe went over to his closet picking out his clothes for tonight. He chose a pair of dress jeans, light blue shirt and a leather belt, placing them on the bed. For shoes, he chose his dress motorcycle boots. He also laid out his leather jacket that was made with extra pockets inside the jacket for some select toys. Joe had chosen a pair of handcuffs, a four-inch anal plug, remote egg vibrator, the new leather ring gag and a blindfold.

Robin checked her e-mail every half hour, but there was still no reply from Joe. It was time for her to get ready for the night out with her new Master, if he decides to have her as a sub. She made an aroma therapy bath to relax. She wondered if she made the right decision to go out with him. Her mind was thinking it was a mistake, but her hand on her clit had other ideas. Stroking her clit, she envisioned herself tied at his feet, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded, the flogger's sting as it hit her ass. She moaned as the waves of a climax started to build. She stopped. She had to hold off until she was told to cum.

She dried off, still thinking of the night to come. While Robin fixed her hair, she looked in the mirror and ran her hands over her breasts and pussy. She applied her makeup, not much, because she remembered that he’d mentioned once that he liked the natural look. She chose a cinnamon scent and added just a touch of perfume behind her ears and neck, plus a small touch on her pussy. The silken feel of the stockings going on her legs sent a shudder up her body. Her fingers were shaking a little as she hooked them to the garters. The sheer red t-back panties slid up her legs and over her ass. The dress was last; she carefully pulled it over her head, letting it slowly slip down her body.

Robin stood in front of her full length mirror, her hands sliding over the fabric of her dress, her hands cupping her breasts. She turned sideways looking over her shoulder checking for any wrinkles. Picking her shoes up in her hand Robin walked back in the dining room, looked at her laptop. There was a new message, so she clicked on the icon, opening her mail account. It was from Joe.

Her heart thumped in her chest, her mouth suddenly dry, "I hope it is good news," she thought as she read the message:

Robin,

Thank you for sending the rules back to me. We will discuss them this evening. The only orders I have are be ready to leave the moment I arrive and wear a shawl over your shoulders. No need for a reply.

Master

Robin’s eyes grew wide. She groaned, he signed as it Master! Her heart raced, her stomach tightened sending a gush of her fluid from her pussy wetting her panties, her lower lip disappearing in her mouth, her teeth biting it.

"A shawl…why does he want me to wear a shawl over my shoulders?" she wondered.

Thankfully the only shawl she had was a white lace one that would match her dress. Robin quickly went to her closet getting the shawl, putting it over her shoulders. She went back to the dining room, placing her heels on her feet. She stole a quick look in the mirror at herself, a huge smile on her face. Robin heard Joe's car pull in her driveway, she felt her body tremble at the sound of his car door slamming.

The sound of his footsteps coming to her door, the sound of the door bell ringing in her ears had her trembling in anticipation.

When Joe reached her door, he could see her through the small window by the door, she was stunningly dressed.

Just as the sound of the doorbell stopped, Robin opened the door, "Please come in, Sir," she purred.

Robin stepped to the side so Joe could walk in. Robin followed behind Joe as he walked to the dining room. Joe saw her in the light, her dress stuck to body, showing her graceful curves. As Robin passed Joe, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her close to him. He could smell her perfume mixed with the musky smell of her body, he felt his cock stir in his pants as he lowered his lips to hers.

He felt her take a sudden gasp of breath through her nose as he kissed her hard and deep. Joe released her, then gently pushed her away from him, "Ready?" was all he asked her, smiling.

His eyes bore into hers as she stammered, "Yes, Master."

Robin walked on trembling legs to the table picking up her purse. "Wow, damn that was intense!" she thought to herself.

Joe heard her shoes make clicking noises on the marble floor as she walked.

Joe held her arm as they walked out to the car. He opened the passenger door for Robin, and she made no attempt to hide her panties as she sat down in the seat. Joe walked around the car and got in. Robin watched as Joe walked around the car and spied the clamps where Joe had put them.

She asked, "Who are those for, Sir?" with a slight grin on her lips.

"Those are for you to wear tonight," Joe answered. "Pull your top down," Joe ordered.

Robin pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were already getting hard. Joe reached over taking a nipple in his fingers, rolling it between them, pulling on her nipple while he attached the clamp, tightening the adjusting screw until he heard her gasp. Then went a little tighter, repeating the same thing to her other nipple.

Robin felt her nipples begin to throb as the clamps bit into her nipples, sending bolts of pain to her clit, making it throb. Joe told her to put her dress over her breasts, as they were going to stay on her for a while. The outline of the clamps on her nipples showing through the dress was intoxicating.

As they got near the restaurant, Joe told her to put her shawl over her shoulders and cover her breasts. Robin placed the wrap over her shoulders. Joe pulled up in front of the main door, the valet opening Joe's door. Another valet started to open Robin's door, but Joe told him he would take care of the door. Joe opened her door helping Robin from the car, flashing the valet a shot of her red panties. Joe tipped them as they walked inside.

They were taken to their table, the waiter asking if they wanted a cocktail.

"No, not right now, give us a few moments please." Joe replied.

"Yes, Sir," he said walked off to tend to his other tables.

"Remove your wrap," Joe told her.

Robin shot a glance to Joe saying, "Sir, they will see the clamps."

Joe just replied, "Yes, they will."

There was a lighted candle on the table; it showed the outline of her clamped nipples. The waiter came over and asked if we were ready to order.

"Yes, we are," Joe answered and ordered for both of them. "We will have a glass of white wine and small Caesar salad. The chef's chicken Marsala."

The waiter noticed her nipples and was staring at them. Robin noticed the bulge in his pants and smiled. He thanked them and went to place their order.

Joe opened his coat, pulling out the anal plug and the egg vibrator, showing it to her. Joe then ordered her, "Take these items, go to the restroom and insert the plug up your ass, the vibe in your pussy. Remove your panties and hand them to me when you return to the table. You will leave your wrap here. The restroom is across from the lobby and you will have to walk there."

Robin hesitated a second and asked, "May I leave and do as you wish, Sir?"

All the males in the restaurant were eyeing her as she crossed the floor. He knew her nipples were standing out through the dress.

Robin walked into the restroom, and to her relief, there was no one else in the bathroom. She went into the stall, removing her panties as instructed, her pussy was soaked. Holding the anal plug in her hand, she placed the tip on her soaked pussy, covering it in her flowing juices. The plug's tip touched the entrance of her pussy, she slid it inside her. Robin felt herself starting to tingle as she worked the plug in her pussy. Robin removed the wet plug, bent over, and slid it into her tight ass. Robin’s anal ring resisted at first, then it slid deep into her, filling her.

"Ooooo…my ass is filled," Robin moaned as the anal ring clamped around the base of the plug.

Robin spread her legs, wetting the egg vibe on her puffy slit. Slowly she pushed the vibe in, her pussy sucking it deep inside her. Robin lowered her dress over her ass smoothing it out. Robin started to walk out the door of the restroom when suddenly the egg vibe came to life inside her. Robin gasped at the sudden vibrations surging through her pussy, her knees almost buckling from under her.

Robin saw Joe at the table with an evil smile on his face, his hand holding the remote. Almost as quickly as it started, the vibe stopped buzzing inside her. Robin was glad he turned it off. She would have never made it back to the table if he left it running. She was that close to exploding in a climax.

Robin sat down on the edge of the booth as she slid next to Joe telling him, "Sir, I have done as you wished."

Robin placed her wet panties in Joe's hand, he brought them up to his nose, taking a deep breath. The smell sent signals straight to his already hard cock.

Joe saw that she was in a little discomfort, he kept turning the vibe on and off during the dinner, bringing her closer to the edge each time. That's what Joe had intended to do to her, bring her close then stop. The waiter brought their dinners. He looked right at Robin's breasts, focusing on the nipple clamps. She sat in front of the window, the falling sun's rays bathing her in a subtle glow. We ate slowly and chatted, Robin told Joe more about herself and her life in the lifestyle.

"Sir, can we go now?" she asked.

Joe called the waiter for the check. Robin slid right up to his thigh, leaning over to her ear, Joe told her to give him her wrists. Joe reached in his coat pocket and pulled out the pair of cuffs. Joe attached them to her wrists, locking the safety lock. Joe helped place her shawl over her locked wrists. The waiter brought the check, Joe paid the bill. The waiter was still staring at her nipples, the bulge in his pants very noticeable. As the waiter left, Joe helped to her feet, placing his arm around her waist, slipping his hand to her ass. His fingers probing the plug, Joe gave it a push and felt Robin gasp.

Robin stood there pushing her ass back towards his hand, moaning deep in her throat. The waiter who served them watched as they walked out.

Joe ordered, "Stand here, while I get the valet to get the car."

"Yes, Sir," Robin replied.

Robin stood there, clamped for all to see, plugged, stuffed and handcuffed. The other couples just stared at her. The valet brought the car up. Joe gave him a tip and told him that he would personally get the lady's door for her. As Robin settled in, she exposed her pussy to Joe. Robin's thighs were soaked from her juices, a large wet spot staining her dress.

Chapter Four

Joe put the car in drive, pulling away from the restaurant, his eyes gazing over to Robin.

"Pull your dress up, slave. Show Master his pussy," Joe commanded her.

"Yes, Master," Robin replied gasping, hearing the command from him made her shudder with excitement.

Robin quickly moved her cuffed hands, grasping the hem of her dress, pulling it up to her waist.

"Spread those legs, slave, grasp your pussy lips, spread them for me and hold them until we get to my house," Joe ordered.

"Yes, Master," Robin replied, quickly grasping each lip in her hands and pulling them wide.

Robin's chest started to rise and fall faster with each breath she took.

It had been so long since she had been a slave for a Master. Her panty-less pussy exposed for him to see made her gush a stream of her juices down her ass. Joe had the remote in his hand, turning towards her at a traffic light he smiled. But it was not a friendly type of smile. It was an evil smile that only a Master gives his slave. This made Robin more excited, her nipples straining in the clamps, her pussy flowing more juice down her ass.

Joe pushed the remote and Robin jumped when it came to life inside her, her pussy walls clamping tight around it. Robin almost let go of her pussy lips, but held then open, pulling them wider to show her Master her quivering pussy. Robin began to squirm in her seat, her ass wet from the flood of her sex flowing down. Robin sucked her lower lip inside her mouth, breathing heavily through her nose.

"Oh, Master, pllleeaassee turn it off! I am going to cum if it stays on much longer," Robin pleaded.

Joe left the vibe on for a few seconds more before turning it off. Robin's head fell to her chest, her heavy breathing expanding her chest. Joe waited for a few minutes for her to calm down. Then turning the vibe back on, sending her on the roller coaster ride again. Robin's head began to shake from side to side as the impending wave almost reached the end of her control. Joe turned off the vibe. Robin's body slid down in the seat, she was panting in short breaths, her eyes closed, her hands still grasping her pussy lips.

Joe was only a few minutes away from his house when he turned it on again. Robin moaned a deep guttural moan as the waves made her stomach knot, her pussy spasms increasing. She was on the edge of having no control of her body, her Master was in control. Robin forced herself to hold on until she was ordered to cum. She did not want to displease him for her pleasure. Robin bit and sucked her lower lip hard with her teeth. She felt the sting and taste of copper as blood was drawn from her lip.

Joe drove his car into the garage, pressing the button for the garage door to close. Joe turned around in his seat facing his shaking sub, moans of frustration coming from her throat.

Robin was on fire, every nerve ending in her pussy was alive with electricity, shooting jolts of pain and pleasure straight to her nipples. Her hands shook as they held her outer lips. Her ass was soaked in a flood of her juices. Robin was willing to do anything for release. She was that close to letting go.

"Mmassterrr," Robin gasped, "This slave begs You for release…pppllleeaasse!" She was begging, pleading.

"Will you be my slave, my toy to do with as I please with your body, my pet?" Joe growled by her ear, his lips brushing down her neck.

When Joe's lips touched her neck, Robin pleaded, "Yes, I am your slave, your toy to do with as you wish, Master! Let your new pet show you, let me cummmmm. Please Master!!!"

Joe grabbed Robin’s head by the hair forcing her to look at him. "Now show your new Master, cum now for me, pet!" Joe whispered.

Joe pressed his lips hard against hers, his tongue forcing her mouth open. His tongue touched hers. Robin’s body convulsed, her thighs clamping tight against her hands. Her back arching forward, her hips shaking as the first violent wave racked her body. Her nipples burned as Joe ripped the clamps off her abused nipples. Her whole body tensed, Robin screamed as the waves overtook her body. Robin’s mind went black, darkness started to take over. She felt herself float as her climax ravished her body.

Joe held her shaking body, her head on his shoulder, hearing her gasp for air. Robin was still trembling several minutes later when she raised her head up, her brown eyes staring into Joe's eyes, "Thank you, my new Master," Robin whispered as her lips met his for the first kiss as Master and slave.

Joe reached into his pocket grasping the key to the cuffs. Holding her hands, Joe unlocked her wrists. Joe opened his door getting out of the car, walking to Robin's door opening it, extending his hand to hers. He asked, "Would you like to see your new home, pet?"

"Yes, Master, I would like that very much," Robin answered smiling up to him.

As Joe led Robin through his house, she could feel the anticipation build within her. If she wasn’t mistaken, she could see a spark in Joe’s eyes as well.

Her legs felt weak, her breathing choppy as Joe stopped in front of a door. Demurely, she kept her eyes down. She felt Joe’s fingers grasp her chin and raise it. Chewing on her bottom lip she looked into his eyes. She could see the desire and excitement in them.

Joe’s voice was soft and low, "Are you ready to see our dungeon, pet?"

A moan escaped her lips, "Yes, Sir."

He chuckled, "I’m sure you are ready, slave." He paused and his gaze raked over her body, "But, you are overdressed. What do you think you should do about that?"

Robin’s voice shook, not from being nervous, but from the need coursing through her body for him, "May I undress for you, Master?"

He towered over her and she held her breath as he lowered his face next to her ear. She heard him inhale deeply and he growled in her ear, "Yes, slave."

Joe nipped her ear and goose bumps broke out across her skin. Her nipples pebbled, ached for his touch. Her pussy dripped its juices between her thighs.

Watching him step back and lean against the door, he challenged her to do as he wanted, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Almost in defiance, Robin smirked at him, slowly unzipping her red dress at the side. He raised his eyebrow at her, the look in his eyes promising punishment.

She couldn’t wait for it. She wanted to feel him tease, torture, and wring every ounce of pleasure from her body for his use.

Robin felt almost as if a current of electricity rushed through her body as he boldly raked his gaze over her body. As she was going to remove her garter belt, she froze at his command, "Leave the rest."

"Yes, Master."

His voice was low, yet forceful, "Stand in front of me, slave."

Doing exactly as he said, Robin stood in front of him. She was trembling while he raked his eyes up and down her body. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips when he ordered her, "Rub my pussy, slave."

Robin opened her legs more, rubbed her hands down her stomach, and spread her pussy open with one hand. She involuntarily jerked as her other hand rubbed in between her swollen lips. She closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure, getting lost in the sensations. She was so wet, swollen and achy that her orgasm was approaching rapidly.

She whimpered when he told her, "Let me taste you, slave."

Her voice trembled, "Yes, Master."

Slowly, teasing him as much as her, she brought her fingers to his mouth. He was still standing there lounged against the door, he watched her intently as she traced his lips with her juices. Her whole body shook as he sucked her finger deep inside his mouth. She closed her eyes as his hand gripped her wrist and pulled it from his mouth.

His other hand quickly slapped her ass and she jumped, "Don’t tease me again, slave."

Robin couldn’t help it, she smiled broadly, "Yes, Master."

Joe stepped away from the door and opened it, pulling Robin into the dungeon. Her eyes took in every detail she could see. Hanging from the ceiling was a rope. On the table across the room a spreader bar, leather cuffs, various toys, clamps, a ball gag, and a blind fold were laid out for use. She saw the floggers, crops, and chains hanging on the wall above the table. She moaned low in her throat, needing to feel him use them on her.

"Since you felt the need to tease me, pet, let’s see how long you will last being teased. Stand under the rope, slave. Do it now!" Joe's commanded in her ear.

Joe watched as Robin turned, walking slowly towards the hanging rope, stopping under it. Robin stood under the rope watching Joe go to the table, his hand picking up the leather wrist cuffs in his hand. Robin's pussy sent another flood down her thighs as he walked up to her.

"Give your Master your wrist, slave," Joe whispered by her ear.

Robin slowly raised her wrist up She felt the soft leather wrap around it, her eyes following his every move as he placed the strap in the buckle, locking it in place.

"Now the other one, slave," Joe again whispered by her ear.

Wrapping the cuff around her wrist, his fingers placed the strap of the cuff through the buckle. Joe raised her arms over her head. He pushed his body closer to her body. Robin moaned as his shirt brushed her nipples, sending her pussy into uncontrolled spasms. Robin's eyes were closed as her head rested on his chest.

Joe placed her cuffed wrists close to the rope, pulling the rope through the d- rings on the cuffs, knotting it tight. Joe rested his hands on her shoulders, leaning down to her, his lips finding hers. Robin parted her lips as she felt his tongue dance across her lips.

Joe broke the kiss, walking back to the table, picking up the spreader bar and leather ankle cuffs. Robin pulled on the rope, feeling the cuffs hold her wrists tight. Joe watched her pull on her wrists, her lower lip being chewed on as her eyes focused on the items in Joe's hand. Standing in front of her, Joe reached behind her head grabbing a handful of her hair, pulling her head back. Robin moaned deep in her throat as Joe nibbled on her ear lobe.

"You want this, pet? Do you surrender your body to me now, my pet?" Joe hissed in her ear.

Her eyes told him her answer, slowly they closed, a deep sigh was heard as she moaned, "Yes, Master, I am your pet, your slave. Please use your new pet for your pleasure."

Joe took a step back from her, his hand sliding slowly down the side of her chest. His hand felt her tremble from his touch. His hand rested on her hip, sliding around to her ass. Joe suddenly slapped her ass hard. Then he squeezed her ass with his hand. Robin thrust her ass back on his hand, moaning hard.

Joe knelt down in front of her, his nose inhaling her scent of arousal, as he kissed the top of her slit.

"Oooo…God, yeesss, Sir!" Robin moaned.

Joe saw the flood from her pussy juice flowing down her thighs to her stocking clad legs. Placing the cuffs and spreader bar on the floor, Robin felt his hands on her thighs sliding slowly down to her ankle. Her leg shook from his touch, he heard her groan as he grasped her ankle, placing the leather cuff on her. Joe slowly moved his hand back up her leg, his fingers sliding in her soaked slit, just brushing her clit.

Robin groaned louder as his hands touched her other leg, slowly going down to her ankle. Joe placed the leather cuff on her ankle. Taking her ankles in his hands, Joe spread her legs wider, picking up the spreader, attaching the bar to her ankle cuffs.

Joe slowly moved his hands back up her legs, resting them on her hips. Joe stood up in front of her, pulling her closer to his body. Feeling her rapid breathing on his chest, Joe stepped back from her leaving her gasping for air. He saw her body start to gleam from the light sweat forming on her body. Robin was on fire, her puffy pussy screaming for attention, her sore hard pebbles throbbing on her breasts.

"Oh Master, pleassseee use me!!!!" Robin begged as she struggled in her cuffs.

Joe reached in his coat pocket removing the ring gag for her mouth. Robin saw the gag in his hand, slowly opening her mouth to accept it. Joe placed it inside her mouth buckling it behind her head. Joe leaned his mouth to her lower lip, biting it gently. The wanton growl from Robin was all Joe needed to hear.

Joe stepped away from her shaking body, removing his coat, laying it on the bondage pony. Robin watched his hands slowly unbutton his shirt. Button by button, Joe wanted to torment her, make her wait, going slow on purpose. Robin’s eyes were staring intently at his movements.

Slowly Joe pulled his shirt out of his pants, letting it fall off his shoulders, laying it on top of his jacket. Robin’s eyes widened as his fingers opened the buckle of his belt, pulling it free. Joe removed his feet from his boots, standing in front of her, his fingers opened his pants, his hand pulling the zipper down, adding more torment to her quivering body.

Joe pushed his pants over his hips, letting them fall to the floor, stepping out of them. Robin hissed through her gag as she saw the noticeable bulge in his boxers. Slowly Joe pulled them down over his hips, letting them fall to the floor. Her eyes locked on his hard pulsing cock.

He watched her push her tongue through the gag trying to lick her lips. Her eyes focused on his cock as he walked closer to her. She felt the tip of his bare cock touch her stomach. This brought another deep moan from her gagged mouth. Robin lowered her head to gaze at his manhood. Robin saw a drop of pre-cum drip from the tip of his cock. Joe held his cock in his hand as he rubbed her stomach with it.

"Now pet, tonight you will choose what I use on you; your choice…crop or flogger. Which will it be, pet?" He growled in her ear.

"Othh, leeesssee, otthh," Robin tried to say both, but the gag prevented her.

"What was that, pet? Was it both?" Joe sneered.

Robin nodded her head up and down, answering his question.

"Well then, pet, you shall have both used then on your body," Joe stepped back from her, flashing that evil smile.

Joe walked over to the wall, Robin's eyes following his naked body, reaching for the crop. Her eyes going wider as Joe pointed to one of the floggers hanging there, selecting a deer skin leather flogger, the one with thirty five strands having angled tips. This flogger was Joe's favorite. He liked the way it could deliver gentle strokes or heavy thuds against a person’s body.

Joe walked back towards Robin’s hanging body, her eyes wide with terror and lust. Joe laid the flogger on the table, holding the crop in his hand as he walked up to her. Joe placed the tip of the crop under her nose.

Robin inhaled the aroma of the leather, moaning through her gag. Joe reached up with his hands, grasping her abused hard nipples, giving them a hard twist. Robin tried thrusting her chest out towards his hands, her bonds preventing her movement.

"Ugghh," she moaned through her gagged mouth.

Joe pulled hard on her nipples watching her tremble with each tug. Releasing one of her nipples, his hand slid down her stomach to her soaked puffy pussy. He teased her by running his finger up her slit. This made her arch her pussy towards his hand. Joe stepped back from her shaking body, raising the crop. He began to lightly tap her breasts. Slowly Joe worked the crop in a slow circle around her nipple, each strike getting a little harder.

Joe's use of the crop on her other breast brought some tears from her eyes as he struck the crop across her abused nipples. After a few hard strokes, Robin was trying to escape the blows. Her breathing became deeper and faster, reaching between her legs, Joe heard her moan as he grasped her pussy. Her thighs were soaked as her juices flowed down them.

Standing in front of Robin, he started on her inner thighs, tapping the crop slowly up to her swollen dripping pussy. Joe placed the crop’s tip, sliding it up her wet puffy slit, slightly twisting the tip in her slit. Joe pulled the crop away. Then the sudden blow of the crop on her clit made her scream through her gag. Joe rapidly struck her pussy six times hard. Robin tried to push back on each hit. Joe stopped long enough for her to catch her breath.

Robin’s head fell towards her chest, her chest rising and falling from her heavy breathing. Joe lifted her head by her chin, gazing deep into her tear filled eyes. He pressed his body against her, grasping her ass, pulling her close to him. He felt her push her pelvis towards his cock, her arms straining on the rope that held her. Joe slid his hand between their bodies, finding her hard extended clit.

"Ommmmm," Robin moaned as Joe rubbed her clit.

"Mmm slave, you like this don't you?" Joe whispered by her ear.

Robin answered him by shoving her hips forward harder on his hand.

Joe rubbed her clit harder, Robin's moans coming from her gagged mouth, her hips rocking on his hand as she got closer to her climax. Joe felt she was close, her hips still moving as he withdrew his hand from her. Joe took his fingers up to her open mouth, placing one on her tongue, Robin licked at his finger.

Standing back from her, Joe went to the table, dropping the crop, picking up the deer skin flogger. Joe took a couple of swings in the air with the flogger to separate the strands. Robin watched him as the flogger flew the air, the strands separating, fanning out. Joe walked up behind her placing his hand on her trembling ass, then giving it a hard slap.

Joe raised the flogger up. Robin heard the sound of the strands fly through the air, then the strike across her back. Joe started to strike her back with medium strokes, just enough pressure to redden her back. Slowly he worked his way down to her ass, first the left side, then the right side of her ass. Her moans got louder with each stroke. Joe intensified his strokes, working the flogger up her back, then down to her quivering ass.

Robin's gasps of breath each time the flogger hit her came faster from her. The last few hits Joe aimed the flogger between her legs, the strands flicking upwards to her pussy, landing on her slit. Robin jumped in her bonds as she tried to close her spread legs.

Joe dropped the flogger to the floor, walking behind her, placing one hand on her breast pulling her closer, his other hand cupping her wet hot pussy. Robin's body was shaking hard. Tears fell down her face from the attack of the flogger. Joe slid his finger inside her pussy, his thumb on her clit.

Lowering his mouth close to her ear, Joe commanded her, "Cum for Master, slave, cum now!"

Hearing the command to cum, Robin's body shook as the first wave surged through her. Her head fell back onto his chest. Her gasps of air filled her lungs. Her pussy clamped on his finger inside her. Her legs shook as she tried to rub her sore ass against his hard cock.

The spasms rocked her entire body, tears flowed down her face. Robin was lost in her climax that ravished her body, her legs could no longer hold her up as her knees bent, putting her entire weight on her cuffed wrists.

Her eyes were closed, her chest heaving as the final waves passed through her.

"Oh God," she thought to herself, wishing the gag was released, so she could thank him for making her cum.

Robin felt his hands on her ankles. Joe released the spreader bar, leaving the ankle cuffs on her. Walking in front of her, his fingers unbuckled her gag and gently he pulled it from her mouth. Robin's jaw was sore from the gag as she slowly closed her mouth.

"Oh Master, thank you, it has been so long since I have been flogged like that," Robin said lowering her head to his chest.

Joe placed an arm around her waist holding her as he reached up with the other hand releasing her cuffed wrists from the rope holding them. Robin's arm fell on to his shoulders, giving him a hug as he held her.

"Now, slave, you have felt pain, now time to feel pleasure," Joe said to her as he picked her up in his arms, cradling her.

Robin never released her grasp as he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, her eyes closed. A smile covered her lips.