Forget the Cableguy When He's Around

“Awe you brought me a coffee aren’t you the nice one!” she smiled and
unchained the door. He set his black bag on the kitchen table, handed
the steaming cup to her and watched as she blew on it and then took a
swallow. “Mmmmmm that warms me up.” she said. She was always cold,
except when He was around, the thought pleased him and he smiled.
“It’s no wondered your cold, look at what you wear around the house.”
She responded with, “You don’t like my beat me bite me treat me like
the slut I am cum on my tits and then get out t-shirt?? But I wore it
just for you.” His reply was to move close to her and wrap His arm
around her and whisper in her ear “Don’t spill that coffee or else.”
The hand around her came to rest on the left side of her black panty
covered ass and the other went straight down the front of those black
panties he liked so much. Using His index finger he gently rubbed up
and down her already wet slit.

“My my aren’t you the wet little slut!” His words excited her to no
end. Her nipples got harder and she knew her pussy would drip just a
little more each time He spoke to her that way. She said nothing but
continued to watch as His hand disappeared into the sheer fabric. He
pulled His hand out and spoke sharply to her “When I ask you a
question I expect to have it answered promptly!!!!” Reaching up under
her way too small t-shirt he caught hold of a nipple and twisted it a
little causing her to take in a sharp breath and gasp “YES I’m a wet
little slut!! Please oh please finger fuck me, make me cum!!!!”

That’s what He liked to hear, her begging for more of whatever He
deemed she should get. He spun one of the kitchen chairs around and
had her kneel on it, her hands dangling down over the back of it. He
reached into the black bag and pulled out one of His restraints and
tossed it casually onto the table.

Her voice full of worry she said “You can’t tie me up in the kitchen.
If anyone came to the door they would see us especially if you’re
planning on tying me up.” She dearly loved to be tied up and helpless
but not here. What if her soon to be ex-husband came in and found
them. With a laugh he pulled her black panties down exposing her
creamy white ass and then without warning he spanked her hard . She
bit her lip to avoid crying out as she knew that to do so would mean
that her punishment would go on that much longer. “I will tie you up
where and when I want and if you tell me what I can or can’t do again
you will have a very red ass little girl.” To illustrate his point his
hand made contact with her rounded ass several more times. Looking
over her shoulder she could see that where he had hit her there was
already a slight hand print. It was only a little red and already the
pain was fairly significant so she did as she was told and was silent.

He instructed her to pull her arms out of the t-shirt sleeves but not
remove it. The sting of her ass told her to comply and she did as she
was told. He didn’t want her to be able to see what he was going to do
so he took off her glasses and instead of pulling her t-shirt
completely off He pulled It up over her head. This served two
purposes. The first was to cut off what limited vision she had without
her glasses and the second was to further humiliate her.

Satisfied that she couldn’t see what was going on He tied one end of
the nylon restraint securely to the chair. Then he grabbed hold of
both her hands in one of his and slipped them into the other end of
the strap, pulled it tight and fastened its Velcro strip down. Cheap
restraints yes but they wouldn’t scrape the paint off the chair. There
must be no evidence except whatever I leave on her face, tits or
dripping out of her cunt He thought to himself. He stepped back to
survey his handiwork. The sight of her tied, panties pulled down to
her knees with that fantastic ass up in the air gave him cause to
smile. He put his arm around her stomach and lifted her off the chair.
Using his free hand he pulled her wet panties completely off and
placed them on the table in front of her. He could smell them from
where he stood and knew the scent would be twice as strong for her. He
pulled another chair close to the one she was kneeling on and
commanded her to put her other leg onto it. “Be quick about it too.”
She lifted her right leg up and started to feel with her knee for the
other chair almost losing her balance when the chair wasn’t where she
had envisioned it. He had positioned it far enough away so that when
she finally got her leg onto it that her now dripping wet pussy was
already spread open for his gaze. Several more hands to her ass told
her she hadn’t been quick enough. This physical reminder only caused
her pussy to lubricate that mush faster.

Moving behind her He bent down close to her ear and said, “That’s how
you look best, your wet cunt spread open for me to do with as I wish.”
She was hot now, hot for him to do something to her, anything to ease
the fire burning inside of her wet pussy. As if reading her thoughts
he slipped a finger inside of her, working it in and out at a
maddeningly slow pace. One finger became two and the pace gradually
quickened until soon his movements were quite fast. As His fingers
reached their maximum depth she could hear the sound the palm as it
struck her body, bouncing momentarily off of her swollen clit. It was
almost enough to make her cum. Unfortunately, almost wasn’t good
enough for her, she wanted to cum or rather she needed to cum. Subtly
she started to move her hips back into his probing fingers hoping to
make more contact on her clit . He let her continue for a bit and then
slowed the pace of his fingers and noted with great pleasure that the
pace of her hips picked up. He pulled his fingers out of her wet cunt
and watched as her pussy continued to move back and forth hoping to
find the satisfaction it so desperately needed to have.

He pulled the shirt off of her head, stared down at her and laughed.
“So my little slut needs to cum does she?” He pulled her chin down and
put His fingers into her mouth. “Clean my fingers off.” Her face
turned red with embarrassment. “How could I have been so obvious.”,
she thought to herself as she licked and sucked His fingers clean.
While she worked at getting all of herself off His fingers, He reached
out with his free hand and teased her already hard nipples. They poked
out at his hands, silently begging to be touched. One then the other
he moved back and forth groping her. Roughly he would squeeze her
breasts, pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger causing her
to quietly moan, the noise barely audible, but He heard. Hoping it
would help her situation she did as she was told as sexy as she could.
Licking and slurping her juices off of His fingers she hoped He would
see how eager she was to please and allow her to cum.

Abruptly he pulled his fingers out of her mouth. “Good enough.”, he
said. With that he pulled the shirt back up over her head and moved
away from her. She groaned with disappointment as he pulled away from
her knowing that she wouldn’t be cumming anytime soon. “Whiskey in the
freezer??” he asked. “Where else would it be.” she shot back without
even thinking. She knew she should have worded her response better but
sexual frustration made her think very unclearly and she was very
unclear now. She could see in her minds eye as he moved to get himself
a drink. She heard the noises of cupboards opening and closing. The
sound of a glass being put down on the counter a little too hard told
her that her comment had not gone unnoticed. Then the freezer door
opened. She knew this not by the sound but by the cold air blowing
straight at her hot wet pussy. Almost as a reflex her right leg lifted
and joined her left to block off the air cooling her down. As much as
she hated to be this hot and not cum, being cold was not an option for
her. She could hear him as he dropped the ice into the bottom of the
glass, poured in the whiskey and ginger ale. Finally the door to the
freezer closed and the frosty air was gone as was a lot of the heat
from her pussy.

He set his drink down on the table and she could hear the pop fizzing.
Without warning her ass was being smacked again by that relentless
hand. “Who the fuck told you to put your legs together bitch!!” he
roared and swatted her butt again and again and again. She said
nothing and did not cry out but man was her ass on fire. “Doesn’t his
hand ever get sore?” she said to herself. After he was done he pulled
her legs apart and jammed his fingers back in. “Just as I thought, a
soaking wet pussy.” As much as she hated the punishment she knew the
reward would more than make up for it. The release she would
eventually get was usually worth the wait.

He moved away again and this time turned on her favorite radio station
and out blasted some nine inch nails. “Oh what I wouldn’t give for 9”
right about now.” Over the music she heard the door open and him put
the dog out. What she didn’t know was that the only reason the dog
went out was to let someone else in. After the door closed she felt a
hand rubbing her reddened ass. “Wow that’s a hot ass you have there. I
bet it hurts.” “Yes Sir it does but I can take it.” came the reply.
“Maybe I should cool it off for you. Lift your ass up into the air.”
Then he did what she hated the most. He took the largest piece of ice
from his drink and started to move it around on her painful backside.
He rubbed it all over the affected area until it was all melted. Some
of the cold water ran down her ass to her legs and onto the chair,
some ran down and dripped onto her already wet cunt and some pooled in
her tight little asshole.

That had been his plan. Was he going to fuck her in the ass? “That
bastard!”, she thought ,“He knows I don’t want him to do that.” As he
had told her before it wasn’t about what she wanted. She was literally
in no position to argue. She tensed up and He swatted her butt again.
“Relax it won’t hurt as much.” She unclenched and was almost relieved
when all she felt was a finger intruding inside of her. As He worked
one finger in and out of her tight ass she felt two more from the same
hand glide effortlessly into her juicy pussy. Using his other hand he
gently worked her clit back and forth building her again towards the
climax she needed. “Please will you let me cum this time I’ll do
whatever you want me to.” “My pet you will do exactly as I tell you to
whether I let you cum or not.” He was right about that and she knew
it. As quickly as he had started rubbing her clit, he stopped. His
free hand went instead to her nipples. Teasing them to their full
height. Tweaking and pulling on them. Then he took another piece of
ice and was rubbing it on her breasts. He was fascinated by her
nipples response to the cold. Instead of keeping them erect, it
actually made them shrink. He had not seen this happen with anyone
except His pet. After the ice had melted He once again tweaked them
back to their full glory while continues his movements in her pussy
and ass. “Fuck that was cold!” she exclaimed. Having not asked her to
speak He once again felt compelled to spank her ass.

Just then she felt a hand on each of her tits. She took a second to do
the math in her head. One hand spanking her ass, one was busy with her
pussy and there were two hands on her tits. Even though the pleasure
had gotten her close to cumming she started to pull at her restraints,
trying to escape, something she almost never did. His spanking hand
stopped and pulled the t-shirt off of her head. Without her glasses
she could see not much more than a blurry figure beside her. It was
not her Master’s figure, this much she knew and before she could cry
out a hand covered her mouth.

“Did you forget what day it is pet. It’s Monday.” Her mind raced and
the blurry figure stood up and she could make out some kind of big
belt on him. Then she remembered that this was the day she was having
a phone installed. “Hi I’m the phone guy from Miramax and apparently
your Master thinks you need to have more hooked up than your phone.”
As the man talked to her Master’s hand once again attacked her clit
while fingering her.

Tears welled up in her eyes. There she was tied to a chair in the
kitchen while being finger fucked. That was fine. It was the strange
man dropping his tool belt and unzipping his pants that gave her the
problem. She wanted to cry but she wouldn’t give them the
satisfaction, besides her body was betraying her yet again. As much as
she disliked the thought of what was happening to her, on a different
level it was very exciting. Her breath was getting heavier and her
hips were involuntarily moving back into the probing fingers. She felt
something hit her on the cheek. Instantly she was aware of the phone
guy’s cock. It had hit her the second he pulled off his underwear.
Instinctively she opened her mouth and took it in. A little at a time
he pushed into her waiting mouth.

She hadn’t been this turned on in quite some time. Master was right
she was a slut. Sucking some strange mans cock while He fingered her
cunt bringing her closer to her long awaited orgasm. The stranger put
one hand on either side of her head and started to fuck her face. “Oh
god I have to cum soon!” she thought. Then she heard Master’s voice in
her head saying “Don’t you cum without permission.” She had to hold
off because there was no way she could ask to cum with this cock in
her mouth. So she did the only thing she could and that was to enjoy
the feeling of Masters fingers in her wet snatch.

“If he touches my clit I don’t know what I’ll do.” and the tears
welled in her eyes again. She knew she mustn’t cum without asking.
Resigned to her fate she made up her mind to make this Miramax fuck
cum ASAP. She curled her tongue around his cock licking it as it moved
in and out of her throat. “That’s it bitch suck it good and you’ll get
a mouthful of my hot jizz.” he grunted. Spurred on by his words she
coated his steely hard cock with even more saliva, trying to make her
mouth as hot and wet as her cunt was. She wished she could use her
hands. Between her talented mouth and hands no man could hold out for
long.

Suddenly it all stopped. The cock was pulled out of her at the same
time as Master’s fingers departed her fiery cunt. She looked at the
strangers cock only inches from her face and saw it silently bob and
twitch then looking over her shoulder at Him she whimpered “Master I
almost had him finished why did you make me stop.”

“I’m not ready for either of you to come yet.” was his answer. He
untied the strap from the chair and loosened the other end that held
her hands captive. Now at least she could move her hands a little
apart. He turned her around, sat her down, gave her back her glasses
and then spread her legs apart as far as they would go. He motioned
for the Miramax fuck to get between them. “On your knees and have a
good look at her pussy. See how full and puffy the lips are and how
red it is inside. Her cunt was spread open so he got a very good view.
“Look at how hot she is. Go ahead and give her a few licks but don’t
make her cum just yet.” That was all the instruction the phone guy
needed. He began to explore her sex with his tongue. Licking it all
over. Up and down the swollen length of her slit he licked making sure
to avoid her engorged clit. “This is one hot little slut you have
here” quipped the Miramax fuck as he dipped his tongue deep into her.
Sucking greedily the freely flowing juices from her.

“Yes she is a hot slut but she’s my hot little slut and only I will
call her that.” She felt a rush of pride as Master proclaimed her to
be His. He could have her do whatever He wanted with whoever he wanted
but she belonged only to Him. The stranger wasn’t about to argue over
that fact. This had been the best install he’d ever done. Even better
than when he did Mrs. Cullpepper in 23C.

The stranger decided to see how good of a slut she truly was. Would
she do as told and not cum until told to. “Let’s find out!” With that
thought he concentrated on her clit. Pressing it between his lips
caused her and his cock to jump a little. “Oooooh Master he’s on my
clit and he wont let it go. Please let him make this slut cum.” One
look at His face and she knew the answer. She’d only be allowed to cum
for HIM not for some phone guy.

Being as frustrated as she was, without thinking her legs came up and
pushed that Miramax fuck flat on his ass. “You little cunt noone does
that to me.” Master held up his hand stopping the man in his tracks.
Looking menacingly at her he calmly said “Do it in five words my pet.”
She stared into his steel blue eyes for about three seconds before
casting her gaze down to the floor. “This slut is very sorry.” She was
sorry alright. Ten more seconds of that tongue would have sent her
over the edge. Then she thought “Do I want to cum for this fucker.”
The unspoken answer was “No!” She desperately wanted to cum but not
for the stranger she wanted to cum for her Master. She looked up at
him and he knew she had learned her lesson. “Now it’s time for a
change. I grow tired of the kitchen.” With that he drained his glass
in one gulp. “You are the one she wronged so you may walk my pet down
to the bedroom. Oh on all fours pet.” He handed the stranger the
restraint to use as a leash for his bad pet. She got down on her hands
and knees and allowed herself to be led up the long hallway, not an
easy task when your hands are bound together. He watched her shapely
ass as she was led up the hall. She almost fell once. “Good girl.” He
said to noone in particular. He knew that she wouldn’t be happy having
that Miramax fuck leading her around like a dog but he had a way to
make it up to her that all concerned would find exciting.

When he got to the bedroom she was already on the bed. Sitting like a
good little slut with her knees far apart. He stripped off his clothes
and moved to her side on the bed. He pushed her down onto the bed and
whispered something that only the two of them could hear. She put her
arms around his neck and passionately kissed him. After breaking the
kiss she said “Thank you Master.” “My pet is going to be performing a
little show for us. Watch and do as you are told.”

“Now Master?” she enquired. With only a nod from him she began to use
her bound hands on herself. Running them up and down her body trying
to entice both men. She knew after her disgraceful performance in the
kitchen that she would have to do well or she wouldn’t get what she
wanted. Master’s cock buried deep inside of her. She played with her
tits making her nipples hard. She knew He loved to watch her play with
herself. Slowly she spread her legs wide so both men got a good view
of her open pussy. Pulling the lips far apart with one hand she
displayed for them just how wet her cunt was by sliding two fingers
deep into it. She fingered herself for awhile and then pulled them out
and raised them to her lips and seductively licked and sucked them
clean.

Next she went to work on her clit. Using her pussy juice she
lubricated her love button. Her breathing was getting a lot heavier by
this time and her head rolled to one side and her mouth was slightly
open. Small gasps escaping occasionally from it. “I think you should
finish what you started in the kitchen pet. Someone’s been a good
sport and deserves to have you finish sucking his cock. She looked
over at Him and reaching her hands up pleaded to have them untied so
she could have one for her clit and one for the cock inches from her
face. This was a fair request and so she was unbound.

“Just make sure that you keep playing with your cunt as well as I
would and don’t come before him.” “No worries there Master.” she
smiled. As promised she kept up her end of the bargain and continued
to finger fuck herself while she sucked and stroked the phone guy.
Knowing that neither one would last very long before having to cum He
pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and pulled her hand away from
her pussy. Lowering his head to her pussy he licked up and down her
slit briefly before settling directly onto her clit.