Bound

"If it pleases you, Mistress," I said, starting to get used to that which I had fantasized about so many times, "I would remain bound..."

I glanced over my shoulder for just a moment to see her reaction, and I was pleased to see her smiling. "I was hoping you'd say that, Toy." she purred as I hastily turned my gaze forwards again, swallowing hard as I thought of what was about to happen to me. I heard her heeled feet move across the wooden floor, stopping for a moment, and I heard the sound of a drawer opening. Fidgeting just a little, I tested the leather restraints that held my hands and ankles. Content they were tight enough, yet not too tight, I relaxed, just as I heard the drawer shutting. Again, I heard the TAP TAP TAP which heralded her movements, and then the sound of her kneeling just behind me.

I felt her arm curl around my waist, as if to support me, and then, suddenly, felt the sharp sting of the whip on my upper back. "Get down!" she hissed, her voice suddenly cold. Complying, I bent down from the waist up, pressing my face against the cold floorboards, my ass still thrust up into the air.

I felt her arm remove itself from my waist, and her hands cup my ass cheeks, and the feeling of her hands running over my raw ass made me grit my teeth, but I made no noise, in case it would offend my Mistress.

"This may hurt, my Toy." she purred, one of her hands now stretching my ass cheeks apart, and I felt a finger pressing into my virgin hole. Gulping again, I closed my eyes, only to feel the finger pull out. Then, I could not help but gasp as I felt it replaced by the touch of rubber, and I could tell even before she started thrusting it into me that it was wide, wider than anything I ever though could possibly fit into my ass.

And then, in an instant, she started to push the strap-on into my virgin asshole...