1. SUBBIE


    Date: 1/1/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cruelty, Discipline, Domination / Submission, Non-consensual sex, Older, BDSM, Spanking, Violence, Author: PJ Wolfwalker, Source: sexstories.com

    In a darkened room, lit mainly by candles, she awaited Him, nervous, excited. That He'd thoughtfully wrapped her wrists & ankles with soft cotton batting before He locked those restraints on her, spread-eagled on the St Andrew's cross, the one He'd made especially for her when she came to Him to be trained, learn, and as she hoped inside, to stay forever. Meanwhile, as she was pinioned there like a butterfly on a display board, He was somewhere in the house. No neighbours nearby, and in the winter chill with the storm windows in place, and mounds of heavy snow all around, she’d have had to explode like dynamite to possibly be heard at all by anyone outside the house but Master and His dogs. All she could see was the part of the room itself in front of the big solid X she was restrained to. Master was not a happy man this evening - she'd been much later than usual in the stormy weather. Then she’d taken a different way from work. So He was worried and more than a bit peeved since He'd dressed, and gone out in the storm Himself in His own vehicle. He’d gone over her usual route to make sure she wasn't stuck or broken down. He’d made supper, it sat keeping warm in the big oil range in the kitchen. He'd hugged her when He arrived minutes after her, more worried for not having found her, and more than slightly peeved since she'd forgotten to turn her cellphone on. He allowed her to eat with Him, then took her hand, led her via the washroom to the bedroom, ordered her to strip and ...
    placed her on the cross, fastened her there and left the room. He'd said so little she wasn’t sure if he was more angry or relieved, but He'd said very little all through eating & clean-up. Her consolation was she knew He never, ever punished while in the heat of anger. It was one of His rules for Himself, so He was cooling off in some way in another part of the house. The warmth from the Kitchen range wafted up through the wrought iron vent in the floor directly beneath her nakedness. She heard a clunk and a bump as He let the dogs in from the snowy front yard, closing the door on them, so they would fall asleep in a snowy pile of dog fur, flopped ears, wagging tails & paws. It seemed like forever before He came to the room, having taken His time in the washroom of the big old farmhouse. She felt Him approach her from behind as He slid the blindfold over her eyes, shutting out what soft light there had been. He was silent as He caressed her skin, stroked softly along her back, cupped her buttocks, His hand reaching around to cup and gently squeeze her breast, her nipples hardening like bullets to His touch. She felt the strain when He grabbed her hair roughly to put it high in a ponytail, tucking it up off her bare back, leaving even her neck exposed. She gasped as His teeth bit her neck none too gently. "I was so worried for you My little one," He said softly in her ear, "you know I worry about you on evenings like this. We agreed you have a set route home, unless you call ...
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