She ventures down into the basement

She stepped onto the staircase, creeping with stealthy agility, periodically checking over her shoulder. The stairwell was dimly lit, with just some candlelight to guide her. Thankfully, as with any elf, her eyesight naturally adjusted for the darkness, letting her make her way down safely.

The staircase led into a smaller room with various shelves akin to what could've been considered a wine cellar. Ara walked past them, visually examining them before she made her way to another door at the end of the room. "Strange." The door had a lock from the outside, and she slid its bolt over, allowing the thick wood door to be opened.

With a firm tug, she slowly pulled the door towards herself, opening it. It was quite a heavy door, much more than she'd been expecting, and she finally got it opened wide enough to slip through, leaving it ajar just enough to make a getaway if required.

She peered back through the crack, ensuring she wasn't being followed before her attention shifted towards the room. Her eyes went wide as they fell upon the various paddles, whips, and ropes within, along with the other likely sex toys. "What the hell?.." She wondered, approaching to study them more closely.

She ran her finger over one of the paddles, noticing the holes cut precisely throughout the wood. Ara knew immediately that this was some form of a dungeon, or more specifically, a sex dungeon. She hoped she wouldn't be subjected to some of its instruments anytime soon.

"You like it?"

A voice broke the unsteady silence, and Ara jumped back, visibly shaken. She quickly turned towards her Master, trying to stammer out a few words quickly, but none came. Ara swallowed painfully, taking a quick stride back as her Master approached, slinging a hand over her waist and encouraging her to walk along. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. If I didn't want you to see this, I would've kept the door locked, after all."

Ara nodded, averting her gaze from the room to her Master's face. She was checking for any sign of trouble, and he caught on, glancing down at her and giving her a brief, second-long smile. Ara returned it hesitantly and shifted her focus back to the room as he tugged her leash gently, leading her into the center of the chamber. "It wouldn't be very nice not to let you play with some of them," he spoke with a teasing chuckle, "Let's see, which one first?"

Ara whimpered nervously as he led her to the post, binding her hands to it. She felt the fabric of her panties being pulled away and then her tail plug being pushed to the side. A second later, Ara felt a vibrating sensation being pressed against her clit, forcing her to buck her hips as a broken whimper fell from her lips. "Gah, mm..~"

The Vibrator toy buzzed, sending waves of pleasure and stimulation throughout her petite body, feeling the pleasurable buzz concentrated on her sensitive clit. Before she could get used to the feeling, he cranked the toy up to its second setting, and the toy whirled faster, sending a current of pleasure throughout her.

"A-ah..~"

Her Master kept it on its medium setting, commanding her to close her legs around the vibrator, which she did obediently. She struggled to maintain her control over it, bucking her hips in rhythm with it as her fluids dripped down onto the egg-shaped toy. Ahead of her, Ara's Master pulled a paddle off the wall, stepping in behind her as her breathing became more erratic, anticipating the impact.

It didn't happen. Ara waited and waited, grinding her hips against the toy, but she didn't feel the smack of the wooden paddle against her ass. Instead, her Master turned the vibrator down, back onto its lowest setting, forcing a needy, broken whine from Ara. "Mm.. Please, more.." She choked, barely capable of coherent speech.

"Beg for it, pet."

"A-ah.. More, Master.."

Ara opened her mouth to speak again just as he brought the paddle down on her ass. Ara yelped, bouncing on her feet as her ass recoiled from the smack. He chuckled at Ara's broken state, moaning helplessly as he swatted her ass again with the paddle, switching to the other cheek. Another broken moan escaped her mouth as she hung her head down, trying her hardest to delay an inevitable orgasm.

"Mmph.. Master, I'm about to cum.." She spoke between labored breaths. In response, he cracked the vibrator onto its highest setting, sending a spike of pleasure through her body that he knew would cause her an orgasm. Ara felt her whole body tighten, feeling her thighs clamp down around the toy as her orgasm crashed down on her, going lip with only her restraints keeping her standing.

A minute later, a second one rippled through her as her body shuddered, trying to fight the sensation of the vibrator. "Haha, good girl," her Master spoke, pulling the vibrator out from between her thighs. He turned it off, holding it to her lips as she sloppily sucked her juices off the toy, too disorientated to care about the lewd noises she made as she tasted herself on it.

"You did very well, pet." He praised her, running his fingers through the back of her hair and fixing her tail plug back into place, giving her ass one final smack with his palm. She cooed, unable to say anything coherently, and he released her bindings, dropping her into his embrace. "Give yourself some time to recover, Ara."

Once her breathing had stabilized, he helped her up, supporting her wobbly legs with his hand around her waist. Ara breathed a sigh of contempt, stumbling along as he led her back upstairs, laid her across the couch, and gave her water to sip on.

"Am I in trouble?" Ara asked, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow.

"No, you're not. Don't wander off like that, pet; you have tasks."

"Yes, Master," she spoke.