Maggie dreams of being dominated

Maggie was sleeping on the floor beside her bed. Her dreams filled with Jon humiliating her over and over, each one more humiliating than the last.

Maggie was sitting at her desk in her office at school, her phone ringing. The caller ID showed Jon's cell number. Her body trembled at what he would make her do. She wanted to ignore the call, but she knew if she did he would make her pay dearly. Finally she answered it.

"Hello my slut." Jon barked into the phone.

"Hello Master. What do you desire Master?" She responded as required.

I've been thinking about you all day. Tell me did having your ass plugged make you think of me?" Jon asked, she could hear the glee in his voice.

"Yes Master, the plug reminded me that you own me." She answered truthfully.

"Good answer slut. I want to play so here is what I want. Be at my house right after school you have twenty minutes to get there. Use the backdoor, it is unlocked. I want you to strip in the kitchen and leave your clothes by the door. You will go up to my room and open the box on my bed. Inside are a blindfold, gag, two pairs of cuffs, an iPod with head phones and a vibrator. You will bury the vibrator in your dripping pussy, put on the gag, blindfold and headset. You will turn on the iPod and vibrator, and cuff you right hand to your left ankle and your left hand to your right ankle. I want you kneeling in the middle of my room until I get there. Do not let the vibrator fall out and do not cum." Jon said and ended the call.

Maggie sat there in shock. This is the first time he has made her go to his house. She knew Samantha and Dean, Jon's mom and Dad were at work, or at least she hoped so. But she was going to be in his bedroom, naked, bound, filled and helpless; plus it was all of her own doing. If they came home there would be no excuse. She wanted to call him back and refuse but deep down she knew she wouldn't.

The bell rang; dismissing the last class and Maggie jumped up and rushed out the door. She didn't look at or speak to anyone. She was afraid she would breakdown if she did.

Maggie parked down the street from Jon's house; she didn't want Denise to see her car. Looking up and down the street to see if there was anyone she knew, she hopped out of her car, and hurried to his house. Maggie looked at Denise and Matt's home, looking to see if anyone was around. Seeing no one she walked around to the back door, praying no one saw her. Maggie looked around one last time and slipped in the backdoor. She listened intently for any noise inside the house. Hearing nothing, she slipped out of her blouse and skirt leaving her naked except for her high heel shoes. Jon required her to always wear heels. She was trembling in fear and excitement. She hated that each thing Jon had her do affected her body driving her arousal to levels she had never felt before. Not knowing when he would be home, she rushed up the stairs and into his room.

The box was exactly where he said and Maggie quickly opened it and poured out the contents. She knew once she did this, she would have to rely on Jon to release her, but she had no other choice.

It took a minute or so to do as he instructed. She hesitated in fastening the cuffs because once they were in place there would be no escape until Jon released her. Her mind was screaming at her to run away, but her body shivering with excitement. The war going on inside her left her unable to do anything but what Jon wanted.

Maggie listened to the music playing on the iPod. It drowned out any noise and left her trembling with fear. She wouldn't know if Sam or Dean came home. It didn't take long before time was distorted. The music and blindfold effectively cut her off from the world around her. The only thing she knew was the longer she was there, the greater the chance she would be caught.

When something touched her nipple, she almost jumped out of her skin. But the touch kept squeezing, driving her already aroused body even higher. She prayed it was Jon's hands that were touching her as they moved to behind her head and unfastened her gag.

Maggie knelt there, her breaths coming in short pants. When she felt something touch her lips, she opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. Before she could do anything, a cock pushed past her teeth. Maggie recognized it immediately as Jon's cock. She hated that she could identify it blind. But after the last few days, she knew it intimately.

He pushed it deeper into her mouth and pulled off the headset. "You are a fine cocksucker Maggie." Jon exclaimed.

Maggie hated that his compliment sent shivers down her spine. Over and over Maggie felt the large cock go down her throat, sending drool down her chin. It didn't take long before she felt his cock swell and shot his cum down her throat and all over her face.

That was when she heard the front door slam. Her body froze at the sound. Before she could do or say a word, a voice called from downstairs.

"I'm home Jon. I got off early and I need your help." Samantha Jon's mother called.

Maggie was panicking as she listened to her walking up the wooden stairs. Just as the door opened, Maggie woke up her body covered in sweat; her phone notifying her of a message.

Maggie was panting, the dream was so real. She could almost taste Jon's cum in her mouth. But then realized it was his cum she tasted. But it was from last night when he showed up after work to paint her face. Her mysterious master was already making demands.