From Seduction to Submission (24 page)

Eventually
, the ropes securing her wrists were released and he eased her arms out from behind her. Although she felt a twinge of disappointment in losing the feeling of security provided by the ropes, she was also grateful to be able to move her arms once again.

“Thank you… Master,” she said dreamily.

While one hand remained in the middle of her back, holding her down, he instructed her to move her arms around and restore the feeling in them. Then a strap closed around her back and pulled her torso down firmly onto the spanking bench. Despite her arms being free, Natalie was now focusing on how exposed she was in her current position. Her legs were spread and had no movement available at all
, unlike when she was in the sling where there was some, albeit very little movement, available to her. She pictured Clair the first time she saw her and imagined she looked pretty similar, open and exposed with her wet thong providing the only modicum of modesty available to her.

Sir James came around to stand at her head and reached out to massage her shoulders. “How are they feeling, Natalie?”

“Good, thank you, Master. Really good.”

That was the cue for him to take her arm and hold it down against the other bench support. This time a strap went around her upper arm to begin with before being followed by a strap over her forearm just near her elbow. The final strap secured her wrist and then he duplicated the whole process with her remaining arm. Sir James then made a point of moving around her whole body, checking each restraint , making sure it was nice and snug and ensuring he felt all around it, touching her skin and providing a range of sensations for her to think about.

Unclasping her bra from behind, he allowed the cups to fall off her breasts and hang down over the top of the bench. Her breasts fitted perfectly into the scalloped bench top and they hung loosely, just screaming out for attention. Sir James gave them what they needed, fleetingly and lightly, just enough to make the nipples stand erect once again and elicit a little moan of pleasure from Natalie. Then returning to stand between her legs, he put his hand over her vulva, noticing just how soaked the satin material was. He rubbed it a little before bringing his hand up to his nose.

“Hmmmm. This moisture is a little beyond pure excitement.” He draped his body over hers and whispered, “Someone has had a little accident. Fear does that at times, doesn’t it?”

“Oooohhhh… yes… Master. I’m sorry.”

“There is no need to be sorry, Natalie. I am pleased to have such an effect on you and I hope it continues for many years to come.”

Standing back upright, he produced a pair of scissors and cut the crotch strap, allowing the thong to hang uselessly from her waist and exposing her saturated pussy and butt completely. With her exposure and the thought of being pierced, her breathing increased and he could see her shaking. Reaching down, he pinched the skin of her clit hood between his fingers, stretching it slightly before attaching a clamp with a little weight to it.

“Ooohh… ow… ow... ow.” Natalie’s fear was now palpable as the reality of what was about to happen hit her. He took the tray with the implements in it and brought it down beside him
. Then he took some alcohol swabs and rubbed around her clit and the surrounding skin. Feeling the chill of the alcohol on her sensitive skin, combined with her fear, Natalie lost control and this time he knew she had wet herself as she sprayed all over his hand.

Bursting into tears she blurted out, “Mercy, Master. Oh, mercy, mercy, mercy, please
, Master.” She continued sobbing. “Oh please, Master. Mercy!”

Standing back, he removed the clamp and moved back around to her head as she continued to sob. “I’m so sorry
, Master… so sorry.”

He took her hands, holding them gently. “Natalie, you don’t need to be sorry. That is what safe words are for. Don’t ever be afraid to use your safe word and don’t ever be sorry for it.”

Her sobbing eased whereupon he added, “I’m glad you called it because you are not ready to be pierced as yet. I did not really want to do it and hence was relying on you to save yourself.”

“WHAT?” She screamed. “You complete prick. Do you mean you were never going to pierce me today? Aaarrggghhhhh.” Her whole body struggled against her bonds as he broke free from her hands and stepped quickly around beside her. He put one hand on her back.

“You utter bastard,” she screeched.

Reaching around her, he took a nipple gently between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.

“It is Master Prick, Natalie.” He said pleasantly as he squeezed her nipples.

“Aaarrrggghhh.”

“And it is Sir Utter Bastard,” he added as he rolled her nipples in his fingers.

Then releasing one nipple, his free hand delivered two hard swats, one on each cheek of her butt before it went between her legs, sliding up her labia a number of times before his finger plunged inside her quivering pussy. “Aaaaaggggghhhhh. You pri... ooooohh.”
She went silent as she pushed back against his finger with what precious little movement she had. He continued finger fucking her before bringing his finger back out and gently exploring her butt, working his finger around her sphincter.

“Ooohhhhh, how do you do this to me you… you… Sir Utter Bastard?
” she whispered as her body responded to his fingers.

After continuing to stimulate her until he could see that she was rising quickly to the point of no return he stopped what he was doing and came back to be standing in front of Natalie’s head once again.
By virtue of the way she was laying, she could only see him from the crotch down. She saw he had a latex glove in his hand and was very carefully inserting one hand into it, making sure that the latex was drawn up completely over each finger. He finished by stretching the top opening up his wrist slightly before letting it snap back with a resounding crack! That resulted in a sharp intake of breath from Natalie and he saw her whole body shiver in response.

Producing a blind fold, he then slowly brought it under her face so she could watch as it was pulled up to cover her eyes, robbing her of her eyesight once again. She tried to will it away and shook her head a few times before
accepting that its placement was a fait accompli. As she felt the elastic straps being drawn up over the back of her head, she was drawn further into submission. She was losing her last vestige of control, as artificial as her thoughts of control were, and she was once again totally helpless.

Natalie had no idea where he was or what he was doing and hence she startled ever so slightly as she felt the cool lubricant being liberally applied right down between her buns. Just as she was getting used to it
, and totally without preamble, she was invaded for the first time. His finger slipped inside and despite her instinctive reaction of tightening her sphincter, she could not prevent it or eject it.

“Oh… oh… oh… ooohhhhh
.”

“Just relax, Natalie. You cannot prevent it from happening and the sooner you can relax, the sooner you can begin to enjoy the thought of me taking you anally... and I
am going to take you anally.”

The finger was withdrawn and there was another resounding slap to her butt. Just as she was reacting to it, her pussy was invaded again. This time it was by his thumb and as he had it buried deep inside her, feeling for the telltale signs of her G-spot, his forefinger was rubbing her labia, rapidly bringing her closer to climax. With a number of thrusts from his thumb, it too was withdrawn and there was another resounding ‘Thwack’ on her other cheek before the finger again slipped inside her tight butt.

“Oooooohhhhh… Oh God… oh fuck!” she said in that far away voice that he knew so well.

Slowly he began finger fucking her as
she began to relax. Each time his knuckle pushed past her sphincter a little moan escaped her lips. As she became used to that feeling, he began to twist his finger while the knuckle was inside and she could feel every little bump of it as it slid around her tight little muscle.

Removing his finger yet again
, he returned to her head. Gently removing her blindfold, she looked out to see him holding a tray. It held three black objects that she initially thought were dildos but then realized they were not quite the same. There was a small one on the left and each of the others was larger in size, both in length and diameter at their widest points. They then closed into a much narrower neck before the base.

“These are just a few of my butt plugs. I will be using them to prepare you.”

Natalie looked at the plugs and she realized that the largest one was even larger than Big Black, her favorite dildo at home. How the hell is that ever going to fit inside her, she thought dreamily to herself? He put the tray to one side and she realized it had been hiding his erect cock. It stood rigidly out from his crotch, waving about as he moved. Totally subconsciously, she licked her lips at the sight of it but even in her hazy mental state, she wondered how she would cope to have this cock buried deep inside her. She tried to reach it with her mouth but it was to no avail. It remained just out of reach… teasing her.

Sir James moved back between Natalie’s legs and rubbed the small butt plug up and down between her butt cheeks before bringing the tip of it to her sphincter. As he did so, soft music began to play in the background. There were no words and the music had a rhythmic beat that had a relaxing effect on Natalie in her bound position. Applying a little pressure
, the plug began to open her up as he commenced a gentle thrusting motion, pushing it in a little further each time, feeling the resistance and pausing as necessary.

Before long he had the widest point of the plug, which wasn’t much wider than his finger, right inside her sphincter. He then pushed it all the way in as she closed in around the thinner neck of the plug. He immediately pulled it out part way which elicited a grunt from her as her butt had to open up again to accommodate the wider section. He repeated this a number of times before he pushed it all the way in and held it hard against her.

Without releasing the pressure, he moved back around beside her and whispered, “Have you ever been taken on a Greek adventure before, Natalie? Has anyone ever taken you like this?”

“Ooohhh… no, Master. I am scared.”

“You should not be scared, Natalie. It will be an honor to take your virginity and I will be gentle.” He manipulated the plug a little, pulling it part of the way out once again. “Have I hurt you so far?”

“Ohhhhhhh… ahhh… n
o, Sir,” she whispered back to him, dreamily.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes… Oh yes… Master.”

Pushing the plug home again
, he moved back between her legs and with one knee pushed up against the base, held it tightly against her butt. Starting at her neck he raked his fingernails slowly down her back, leaving red marks all the way down as he did so. Natalie moaned with pleasure as he moved his fingers back to repeat the process, a little harder this time, leaving angrier red weals behind. This time it elicited a mix of grunts and groans and he could see her trying to move her body in response to his actions. Reaching around her, he grasped her nipples and gently rolled them in his fingers.

“Do you want me to stop, Natalie? As he said it, he pushed his knee a little more firmly against the bas
e of the butt plug while increasing the pressure on her nipples.

“Oooohhhh… ahhhh… no
, Sir. Ohhhhhh… Oh God, I never want it to stop.”

He released her nipples, reaching over and picking up two candles, moving them around in his hands to build up a pool of molten wax. He then dropped a little wax on Natalie’s shoulder blade and watched her tense up as the hot liquid hit her skin before quickly solidifying. He then repeated the procedure on the other shoulder blade. Just as she was responding to the second assault, he ran a trail back and forth down her back. She tensed up and a long moan escaped her lips. It started out as a higher pitched moan of pain before trailing off as one of pleasure.

He continued with his own little symphony of hotter and cooler wax, dripping it in time with the beat of the music, alternating between tougher and more sensitive parts of her skin. As a stream ran down the crack of her butt, she squealed briefly before relaxing again as she emitted a growling moan.

The next thing Natalie felt was a cold, wet cloth that covered her back fully. The sensation changed as Sir James used the pressure of his hands to move around her back. Although she had no idea what was happening, he was removing the wax from her skin and at the same time providing her with yet another array of sensations before taking to her butt with a cane. The cane strokes were fast and relatively light, being applied using a short, thin acrylic cane. He was not hitting her hard enough to leave marks but enough to leave little st
inging reminders of his control all over her butt and upper thighs.

As
he was caning her, the rhythm of the music had increased to more of a dance music beat that he used to time his strokes. As the intensity reached fever pitch, the music stopped and with it, Sir James stopped wielding the cane. Exchanging it for some soft fur as the music entered a more relaxing and classical phase, he gently brought her back down as she luxuriated in the feeling of warmth and tenderness.