Untied

"I...I'd prefer to be untied, Mistress. Though I know my preferences are unimportant." I waited, hoping to feel the restraints loosen. Finally, she sighed and bent to unbuckle the harness.

"You may rise to your knees, toy." I flexed my stiff arms and pushed myself up, keeping my eyes down. "Spread your legs wide," she said quietly. My field of vision was crossed by her boots again. Without raising my head, I rolled my eyes up to see as much as I could. She idly swung the belt as she paced back and forth. Then she cast it across the room. I heard it hit the wall and drop to the floor. She raised her boot, bringing the sharp toe under my balls. The cool smoothness of the polished leather slid easily back to my anus and forward to press my balls up. She stroked me this way for a minute, then told me to stand up.

"Go over to the horse and bend over it. Are you sure you will be able to stand this with your hands free?" I looked where she indicated. There was a piece of furniture, similar to a vaulting horse, but broader and lower. As I leaned forward I found a handhold on either side. She used her boot to move my feet firmly apart. She began to stroke my ass crack and I felt the cold of some kind of lubricant being smeared all over my asshole. My cock throbbed against the padded surface on which I lay. I couldn't help the groan that escaped when she pressed one finger deep into me.

"Yes, Mistress, I..." I felt the blood rush to my face as I knew what I wanted to say. "...I've wanted to be...fucked...for a long time." There. I'd said it. I could never bring myself to confess it to any of the women I'd dated. If I had, probably at least one of them would have obliged me. But I'd been scared. This situation, however, made my fear ridiculous. I'd just been whipped by a beautiful woman who, at least for now, owned me.

She chuckled. "You'd be surprised to learn that most men would like to feel a hard cock up their ass. Society has corrupted so much of our natural desires." She was finger fucking me as she spoke. Then she removed her finger and began to press two into me together. When I'd been opened enough for that, she used three. When she was satisfied, she removed her hand.

She came around the horse into my view. She crossed the room and opened a drawer. She brought out a black leather harness with a flesh colored dildo attached. It looked huge and I groaned again. I didn't think it would fit...