From Seduction to Submission (8 page)

“Natalie, I’ve told you before. D
on’t pout.” He stepped away again, returning a few seconds later without the package in his hand. Again he pinioned her arms. “Now we shall go into the play room and see what we are going to do for the rest of the evening, my little Valentine.”

“Oh, yes
, Sir,” she whispered back as she felt her knees buckle slightly.

He pulled her around 180 degrees and while holding her arms and supporting her, gently walked her back around to the spare bedroom she had seen on her first visit. When they got to the door of the room, they stopped. “You may look.” She lifted her gaze and was amazed at what she could see. The room was dimly lit, with a number of candles giving it a somewhat romantic ambience, if one could equate the chains, leather, ropes and other implements as romantic.

The bed had been moved to one side of the room. It was still covered in all sorts of items like before, but the thing that got her attention was hanging from the ceiling over to one side of the room. There were four chains coming from the ceiling and they were attached to what looked to her like a large piece of leather that was shaped like the letter ‘H’. Although she did not know what it was, it was obvious to her that it was going to be the main focus of their activities over the rest of the evening.

He tightened his grip on her, bringing his free hand around and cupping it under her chin and holding her jaw firmly. She responded with a sharp intake of breath. “Welcome to my playroom, Natalie.”

She did not respond verbally but once again she could feel her nipples stiffen and push against the material of her bra, and this time she was sure the rush between her legs was going to be showing through the cotton gusset of her panties.

He then moved her inside and over to the edge of the bed, where he released her. Bending over, he retrieved two leather cuffs from the bed. Natalie could see they were thick pieces of leather with roller buckles on them and a shiny spring loaded clip attached to each one. “Give me your left wrist please
, Natalie.”

The dichotomy of the no nonsense order combined with the ‘please’ at the end of it sent another rush of excitement through her. She knew she could refuse
, but on the other hand she knew she was incapable of refusing. It was like he had her in some sort of spell, leaving her no control over herself.

She held out her arm and watched as he placed the cuff around it, threading the securing strap through the buckle and pulling it tight. Natalie found the snug feeling of the leather on her bare skin to be quite erotic. “Now your right.” He repeated the process and again
, Natalie enjoyed the feeling of soft leather on her skin. Stepping behind her, he then pulled her hands back and clipped the cuffs together.

Natalie tried to move her arms and found they were quite secure. The
cuffs felt much less severe than the steel ones she had been locked in a few nights before, but they held her just as securely, her instant helplessness sending another little rush of excitement through her. She knew it was going to be obvious to Sir James, but she could do nothing about it. Do I want to do anything about it, she asked herself? She knew the answer, and so she simply closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling.

She felt the blindfold slip down over her eyes
, and before she could even think about opening them, the elastic straps were cinched up. The padded eye pieces pushed ever so gently on her eyelids and very effectively stopped her from opening her eyes. This was followed by a band of leather around her left ankle and then her right. She assumed correctly that these cuffs were very similar to the ones on her wrists.

“Natalie, I have clipped your ankle cuffs together. You will have limited movement and you will be unable to take full steps
, so please be mindful of that, otherwise you may fall flat on your face. As much as I am going to enjoy causing you some pain, that sort of pain is what we call bad pain.”

Her mind was moving at one thousand miles an hour as she felt and tested these restraints and took in what Sir James had just said. She wondered to herself, so what the fuck is good pain? Her mind went back to the crop and her love/hate relationship with it and the idea of good pain started to become clear to her, at least in a rudimentary way. Just as her mind was coming to grips with those thoughts, another leather band enveloped her neck
, and she heard the metallic sounds of the roller buckle as it too was drawn snugly around her neck. She felt his breath warm against her neck before he whispered, “Now Natalie, I am going to lead you over to the sling. Just follow my lead and don’t panic. I will not let you fall, and I will not let you hurt yourself. Do you understand?”

“Oooh. Yes
, Sir.”

She felt the tug on her neck as he pulled on the leash he had attached. She took the first tentative step, trying to remember the layout of the bedroom
, and at the same time testing the limits of her ankle cuffs. She found the restrictions on her movements, her loss of sight, and her total loss of control to affect her own movements to be quite disconcerting but quite exciting at the same time. She was being forced to put her total trust in Sir James and she was hoping it would result in the most memorable St Valentine’s Day that she had ever experienced. It was only about 15 hobbled steps until they halted. She then felt his hands on her arms as he turned her around. Reaching behind her, he unclipped her wrist cuffs. She luxuriated in his closeness, savoring his strength and power and the warmth of his body.

“Now Natalie, I am going to ease you back. You will feel the edge of the leather on your butt and you will lay back into it with my guidance.” He did not wait for a reply
. She was being gently pushed back, albeit while he continued to hold her arms. She reached a point where he said, “Now just relax and let yourself go.” She had little choice, and as her body lay back into the sling, she gave a little involuntary gasp. She found herself enveloped by the cool leather of the sling as it swung back and forth on the chains that attached it to the ceiling. Her heart rate had increased and her emotions were running wild as she experienced yet another new sensation.

Her legs were hanging down, still attached together
when she felt them being lifted past horizontal and up into the air. She then felt the firm body of Sir James against her feet. “Just rest your feet against my chest for the moment, Natalie.” Her ankles were unclipped and she felt her right leg being drawn up nearly vertical and then being spread. She heard the click of the clip and he released her foot. Her leg remained in position, attached to the chain from the ceiling. He quickly repeated the process with the other leg.

Natalie had never felt more exposed in her life as she lay back on the leather sling with her legs spread and held high in the air. The only thing protecting her and providing a modicum of modesty was the thin film of her cotton panties stretched across her crotch. She could feel them clinging to her labia lips, knowing there would be a spreading patch of wet, signaling her excitement to her captor.

“Now, Natalie, what shall we do from here?”

She lay there, wondering if Sir James’ question was rhetorical. She knew what sh
e wanted but she wasn’t sure he was going to give it to her, especially as she was secured in this leather sling and she was still in her underwear. She thought about what he would be able to see at the moment and how obvious her level of arousal would be to him.

He pushed the sling and let it swing back and forth on its chains as he moved around to Natalie’s head. Grasping her left wrist, he raised it as high as it would stretch and clipped it to the sling support chain. He then repeated the process with the ri
ght. His voice in her ear again sent another shiver of excitement right through her body as he whispered in that husky drawl that she had grown to love, “Now you won’t be going anywhere until I say so.”

Her mouth felt dry. “Oh, no
, Sir,” she responded in a half whisper.

She could feel his head beside hers as his hands reached over and gently took her breasts, teasing the nipples through her bra
, and watching them instantly respond to become the hard buds that were so common place when she was in his presence. “Oh that is such a lovely response, Natalie,” he whispered.

Just as she was about to reply, his fingers tightened. She cried out, more in shock than in actual pain
, and he eased off and continued to just gently play with them, keeping them hard and increasing Natalie’s arousal level.

Natalie then sensed something enveloping her whole head. As she was processing the feelings, she felt the unmistakable feeling of bare skin on either side of her head and leather on her face. There was pressure on her head as she came to the realization that Sir James was straddling her head and squeezing it with his legs. The leather she felt on her face was covering his erect cock as he moved i
t around, making her feel it— teasing her. The pressure on her nipples increased markedly and she tried to cry out, but as she did so, her cry was smothered as she realized she was being effectively gagged by Sir James as he lowered himself onto her face. He then rolled her nipples harshly between his fingers as he held her head in his vise-like grip while she bucked and twisted in pain. She was struggling to breathe as she tried to get away from the pain. Then it stopped and her head was freed once again. The voice was back in her ear, “Oh Natalie, you did so well to take that from me.”

She was gasping for air and still trying to gather her thoughts as his lips closed against hers and he kissed her deeply. In an automatic response she responded in kind, savoring the sweet feel of his tongue as it gently but forcefully explored her mouth. As she was relaxing into this show of passion
, she felt his hand slip beneath the band of her panties and immediately a finger slipped deeply inside her as the rest of his hand clamped over her labia. She groaned as she felt his finger move around inside her, gently rubbing her G-spot before withdrawing. She automatically raised her hips, thrusting after him, trying to get him to put his finger back, or to stimulate her wet pussy further, but the hand was gone, just as he broke off the kiss.

“Ooooohhhhhh. Don’t do this to me
, Sir, please… please put it back… don’t leave me hanging like this.”

There was no response. No movement. N
o sound. She struggled in her bonds, lifting her body off the sling and twisting her legs within the limits of her bonds. “You bastard,” she spat.

Then she felt the straps of the blindfold being loosened and it was gently removed from her head. She opened her eyes and took a second or two to focus, expecting to see Sir James but he had withdrawn out of her eyesight range, given her limited ability to move her head. Before long her body visibly relaxed, as much in frustration as to conserve her energy. She took the time to gaze up at her wrists, her hands poking out the top of the cuffs and the cuffs attached to the
chains. Every time she moved she was fighting against her own body weight that was working to hold the chains taut. As she twisted her wrists, she could see that she was not going to be able to free herself. She twisted her head around as far as her position would allow, to try and see Sir James and what he was doing, but it was all to no avail.

“You look so cute and so helpless as you struggle in your futile attempt to escape my bonds, Natalie.” He came back into view and she was stunned at what she saw. As he moved around her and came in between her legs to look down at her, for the first time she could see his naked chest. He was well built, just as she had expected. His chest was hairless and his pectoral muscles were sculpted although with a thin layer of fatty tissue overlaying them, as she would expect from a man of his age. She liked that look more than men with pure muscle and sinew anyhow. While she tried to meet his gaze, she could not help but lower her eyes to see that he was wearing nothing else but what
looked like a leather thong, the size and hardness of his erection clear to see. Without being conscious of it, she licked her lips at the sight. Then she took a deep breath before exhaling it in surrender.

“Do you really want to escape, Natalie
, or do you just want to confirm to yourself that you can’t escape? Please be under no misapprehension, you will not be free until a time of my choosing. In the meantime, I will do to you, and with you, as I see fit.”

His words alone were enough for another gush as Natalie’s arousal increased yet again. She wondered if it was possible to just spontaneously orgasm without being touched. She had read somewhere that people could be trained to do it
, and she thought she was in danger of reaching that point herself. He brought himself up against her, rubbing his erect cock against her. There was the layer of wet cotton of her panties and the leather of his thong that separated them, but the stimulation was still driving her wild. It wasn’t long before she was wantonly licking her lips and panting while trying to force herself back against him as he continued to tease her. He was smiling down at her, his sparkling blue eyes showing the pleasure he was deriving from the lusty game he was playing.

“What is it you want, Natalie?” His hand came down and grabbed his hard cock. “Is this what you want
, Natalie?” She was groaning as she licked her lips and nodded, her eyes wide with lust. He let his cock go and continued to rub it up and down her labial lips.

It was then that she saw the scissors in his hand. Her eyes widened in surprise
, tinged with a little bit of fear. He reached down with his left hand, lifting the waist band of her panties and slipping the scissors through the right leg, he snipped them closed. The right side of the panties sprung apart and as the material come to rest, it half exposed her freshly shaved vulva. He repeated the procedure with the left and taking hold of the crotch gusset, he ripped the panties out from under her and cast them off to the side. Now she was totally exposed, and for the first time he could see her glistening pussy, quivering with arousal. He then reached up and snipped the connecting strap between her bra cups and the material fell away, exposing her breasts, the firm angry buds that were her nipples craving attention. Fully naked in front of him for the first time, Natalie was way past the point of feeling shyness or humiliation. All she was experiencing was wanton lust, but still she was at his mercy.