Forcing first concessions

The sun was already up when Matt awoke in his king-size bed. He hadn’t bothered to set an alarm last night as he was planning to let his captive stew in her juices anyway.

After checking her current status on the camera feed, he decided to go for a quick run through the forest. He had made it a habit to run at least 3 times a week in order to keep his endurance up. Normally he would stick to a moderate pace and exercise for about 30 to 45 minutes. Today however, he felt on top of the world. After his usual start he kept increasing his pace until he was almost in full sprint, only decelerating once his lungs started burning.

He returned home after more than one hour of energizing exercise. A long refreshing shower later he sat at his kitchen table and enjoyed some eggs and bacon for breakfast. He checked his phone once more and smirked at what he saw.

In her basement prison Wonder Woman awoke with a muffled moan. Even the captive herself didn’t know whether it was due to pain or arousal. Her body was sending her some really mixed signals in that regard. The muscles all around her body were cramping due to their continuous confinement and her face jaw was aching from the titanium ballgag. She might be a goddess with superhuman physique, but even her body had its boundaries. On the other hand, her nether region was on fire. She had counted 14 edges until she fell asleep and the dildos had assaulted her body all through the night.

By now she was certain that there was no possible for her to escape her bonds without outside help. The admission of helplessness alone stung her Amazonian pride and left a feeling of despair. During her long life she had more than once tasted defeat, failure and captivity. But there had never been a situation that she couldn’t overcome with her strength and abilities. This time however she had to hope on her captor’s mercy or help from the outside. Considering the severity of her bondage and the way she was captured, she doubted that the latter would be very likely. If people even knew of her predicament, there was a good chance they couldn’t find her. This only left the possibility to bargain with the man that put her in this demeaning position and violated her most sacred places.

By now Matt had arrived back in the basement. He checked his watch. 18 hours – that’s how long he had left his **** unattended in her bondage. This time he stepped inside confidently, making his presence known to his ****.

Wonder Woman lay before him just as he left her. Well not exactly, her body was even sweatier than in the evening and a small puddle had formed between her legs. “Glad you enjoyed your little friends tonight” he taunted the bound amazon, hoping to coerce a reaction out of her. Surprisingly, her only response was a relatively pitiful moan.

He knelt down next to her head like he did the previous day. “Same deal as yesterday” he whispered into her ear “I will remove the gag and you will only speak when spoken to. Is that understood?” Wonder Woman acknowledged this with an uncertain nod. He unstrapped her gag and pulled it from between her perfect lips and in an effort to test her, stayed silent for a few moments. True to her word she remained silent, only flexing her sore throat.

Having tested her enough he started explaining her situation “You are wondering where you are and why you are here. The simple answer Is that your life has changed forever.” He stopped for a dramatic pause “ You are my **** now and the way you spent the past night should give you a clear indication of what is expected of you.”

“You can’t do th… aaaaah” a slap to her cheek shut her up quickly.

“Speak only when spoken to and don’t interrupt your master. Do you understand?” he growled “now you may answer!”

“Yes... yes I understand” she gulped.

“Good… where did I stop? oh right! I know that this isn’t something you would admit easily, but the way you reacted to your binds and puddle between your legs shows how much you actually like it. Don’t you, my little ****? And don’t you lie to me” he said gripping her lasso still tied around her bountiful breasts.

“No, not my lasso please!” she whined, but due to her weakened state she couldn’t even withstand her own artifact “Y-yes, I have never been so horny in my life…” she had to admit.

“Don’t worry, once you have accepted your place as my loyal servant, you will get all the pleasure you wish for. First step: from now on you will address me as either ‘master’ or ‘sir’ when you talk to me” he went on. “So, **** is there something you want? And don’t insult me by asking for your release!”

“I… I…” She stammered, but finally gave in “Water… sir… I’d like some water, please”

“Good girl, we’re making progress here. But what would you offer me in return?”

“I don’t know… what… what do you want from me?” a cough from Matt made her hastily add “Sir… sorry sir”

“Well if I provide you with some cold fresh water from my fridge and will even water you by hand on top of it… I’d expect that you would at least offer to provide me with some relief” he implied. To help her along, he removed the mask that was still covering her head.

The light took some getting used to, but after a moment Diana could make out the surprisingly pleasant silhouette of her supposed new master. Seeing the large bulge in his trousers finally gave away his intentions. “Sir, you can’t expect me to… please I don’t want to do that”

“No problem ill just reapply your gag and we’ll talk again tomorrow” he grinned, reaching for the cruel ball next to her head.