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Alexis quickly moved to the kitchen and Subby and Bossy worked in harmony to clear the table, and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Subby’s mind was however, letting her senses remember the taste of his semen and sending little signals to her sex about the way her hair follicles were just a bit tender where his hand had twisted in her hair. Both minds were preoccupied, busy in their own unique way.
Bossy was working like a fiend to finish cleaning the kitchen in record time so Alexis would have enough time to visit the water closet. The extra time would also then give Bossy the opportunity to evaluate the clothing and to try and plan her responses. The dishes slid into the dishwasher, and Alexis looked out the back door. He was sitting on the patio with his feet up on the table smoking a cigar. She watched him move the cigar to his lips and then the tip glowed red as he applied suction. Bossy sent a message to Subby that they only had about 25 minutes left and Subby reluctantly let Alexis be taken by the control freak to the restroom.
Alexis tended to her personal needs, and freshened up her pussy, taking the time for a quick douche. A glance at the clock told her she had 20 minutes left to open the box and follow the instructions. She turned to her bed and looked at the wrapped box. Subby gushed with the fact that he had wrapped the items in a gift box. Even Bossy was impressed at the effort and of course noticed that the wrapping job was surprisingly excellent for a male. It wasn’t perfect like the ones wrapped in a department store, but it was pretty good. Alexis took the box and shook it to evaluate its contents, like all women everywhere, and to her surprise found it to be heavy for its size. Time was wasting away, so she tore the wrapping off with haste and opened the lid of the gift box.
On top of the tissue was a single note. It read:
“My dear, there are several items in the box. Two of them are articles of clothing. These you will need to put on first. There are two pairs of leather cuffs. The larger cuffs go around your ankles, while the smaller ones attach to your wrists. Once you have fastened these on, put the ball gag in your mouth and secure it with the strap. Then put on the high heels, and come outside to the patio bringing the other items with you. When you have made it outside, place the items you are carrying on the table, and move to a standing position directly in front of my chair with your back towards me.”
For a moment, Alexis was speechless. “OH SHIT!” Bossy swore in Subby’s direction. “You had to know this was coming!” Subby was also shocked for a moment as well but her shock was out of delight rather than fear. “Yes Bossy;” She admitted; “I was hoping for this moment.” The net result of the conflict caused Alexis’ body to short circuit; part of her shook with fear while the other emotion of joy made her tremble. Her knees lost their strength. As Alexis removed each item from the box, Bossy took over and organized the items on the surface of the bed.
She oriented the contents from left to right starting with the cuffs which were situated by size from large to small. The bright red ball gag with the black leather fastener was laid next to the cuffs followed by a pair of stockings, a bright red garter belt, a blindfold, a rather expensive looking set of earphones, a pair of six inch ruby red stiletto heels, a flogger, and a leather slapper. Subby was simply experiencing the moment, after all organization was Bossy’s thing and not part of Subby’s area of expertise.
Bossy had seen enough. There was no F*#+ ^ing way she was going to let Alexis lose the ability of sight, hearing, and the ability to talk as well. NO WAY IN HELL especially while also being helplessly restrained. Subby leaned into the loss of control offered by the items lying on the bed. She guided Alexis’ hand to her breasts and twisted a nipple in delight. This was one of her fantasies. She had always wanted to be totally helpless.
Subby reminded Bossy who was now in a constant state of complaining that the fantasy was born out of the conscious section of Alexis’ mind and was totally manufactured and controlled by Bossy the control freak. Subby was only in control of feelings or sub-conscious thoughts. Bossy, forced to acknowledge the hypocrisy of her mind, flushed in embarrassment and silently began to assist Subby. A shiver of anticipation sent by Subby made Alexis’ tremble as she donned the items lying on the bed.
In automation, Alexis pulled on the garter belt and stockings followed by the high heels. One by one the larger cuffs went on each of her ankles and then the smaller ones were fastened on each wrist as well. She slipped her feet into the sexy red stiletto heels. The last item she would put on in the bedroom was the ball gag. Alexis picked up the ball gag and opened her mouth to accommodate the ball size. She gripped it with her teeth tossed her head forward to allow the strap to go under her hair, and fastened the strap. Her mouth and teeth played with the object and discovered Maltepe Anal Escort that she could still easily breathe around the ball, but she couldn’t spit it out. Hopefully, she had put this item on correctly. She scooped up the remaining items and somehow made her way to the back patio.
Alexis opened the patio door, placed the blindfold, headphones, flogger, and the leather slapper on the table near to his hand and stepped to a position directly in front of his chair facing away from him. She inched her body backwards so her ass was inches from his knees, and then spread her legs slightly for balance.
Nothing from him at all. No movement, no acknowledgement of her presence, no glance of appreciation…nothing. She sensed rather than saw him move the cigar to his lips and draw the smoke into his mouth. Bossy was a nervous wreck. When was he going to say something, do something? How long would he ignore her? What was he thinking? What was he going to do? In an effort to glean information from her surroundings, Bossy tuned up every sense organ to its highest level. In this heightened state of sensitivity, she heard him exhale the cigar smoke, and tasted its sharp odor as it wafted out of his mouth into the air past her head in a cloud.
Subby was busy as well, but she wasn’t evaluating what was going on, she was simply appreciating the tension his lack of communication caused. She was loving the sharp acrid odor of cigar smoke, and found herself wondering how the flavor of his mouth would taste in a kiss. Alexis was now like a bow string pulled back with an arrow in it ready for launch. Every nerve and emotion was in glorious wonderful tension. This man was able to keep her in this state for long periods of time. When she did orgasm with him, it was always intense.
His hand tapped the inside of her left thigh, about one inch below her wet lips in an unstated order to widen her stance. Alexis moved her left leg out even more. Then another more intense slap on her right thigh that sent two messages; the first was to let her know that he had expected her to open her stance by moving both legs, and was mildly irritated; the second was the command to open wider. Bossy sent the command to Alexis because the useless slut Subby was thinking about how close his hand had been to her pussy, and the feelings his slap had generated, and just how much she enjoyed his dominance. In times like this Subby was almost useless, and Bossy was forced to assist, even if she didn’t really want to. Alexis parted her legs as far as she could safely stand on the stilettos without squatting.
Again there was a long period of silence. He took another drag on the cigar, exhaled the smoke into the air, and then she recognized the sound of the stub being put out in the ash tray. He was going to begin. Subby made Alexis’ knees tremble at the thought, Bossy was busy processing datum. He was either going to make her step forward, or he was going to have to move his chair backward. Bossy was guessing that he would order her to take a step forward.
Bossy of course had been scanning her environment without ceasing since she had stepped onto the porch. Was there anything new on her patio? She started her search near her and then moved out in a grid search pattern in order to not miss anything. His voice interrupted the stillness with a chuckle. “Alexis, have you found any clues?” Then without waiting for an answer he issued an order; “Close your eyes.” Subby always waiting for an opportunity to irritate Bossy snapped Alexis’ eyes shut before Bossy could even begin to complain.
Bossy was preparing to start bitching about Subby to Alexis, when her ears told her that he had shoved his chair backwards like a man standing up quickly. The chair in fact tipped over and clattered to the floor. His hand grabbed her hair and he twisted her face towards him. “Look at me.” Bossy snapped her eyes open because Subby was reveling in the cave man way he used her hair to position her head and she couldn’t do anything. Once again Bossy was the only one left that could make it happen.
He began;
“Before tonight is over dear, you will forget your own name. Tonight I will take you to sub-space, and the Bossy bitchy side of you will be the one to take you there. Tonight we are going to take control away from your sub-conscious mind and force your conscious mind to admit that you are indeed mine to command. I have watched you struggle for several months with this. I am no longer able to be satisfied that your innate animalistic nature housed in your sub-consciousness is the only way you can let yourself obey me. Every woman is born with that. I demand that your controlling conscious mind submit to me without blaming the subconscious mind. I want that part of you.”
Alexis looked at him is a bit of awe and a serving of fear. She had never ever even intimated that she was so divided. He even got her nickname for the controlling segment of her mind correct. Her body trembled with desire, her mind churned over Maltepe Yaşlı Escort the data. Subby was for the first time sensing that this man had made an error. There was no way Subby was going to relinquish control to Bossy. Even if she did relinquish control, Bossy would never be able to admit that she wanted to be submissive to anyone. Bossy would be too embarrassed. Besides, the sub-conscious mind was the reason why Bossy was in this mess. Without Subby’s needs, Bossy would have never let herself get involved in BDSM. Bossy was the slave of the sub-conscious desire inflamed by Subby.
Bossy was agreeing with Subby, There was no way she would ever allow herself to lose that much control. In all of their previous times together, Bossy would be forced to help Subby just to survive. IF Subby would have listened to Bossy, Alexis would never be in this predicament. Besides, she wasn’t actually in control of this animalistic process; it was some inherent drive she was a prisoner to. He was simply wrong. In fact, this was the first time he had been wrong about her. Bossy smugly decided that she would simply fake it for his sake. Subby agreed.
He laughed; “Alexis, I know the inner struggle you have, and I can almost hear your mind talking about how wrong I am. We shall see.” With that statement he placed the blindfold over her eyes, and fixed it snuggly around the head. Alexis was plunged into darkness. With the absence of light, both Bossy and Subby turned up the other four senses. Bossy for the purpose of analysis, while Subby was for the evil purpose of stimulation. A stay strand of hair was captured uncomfortably in the blindfold buckle and the mild pain sent little shivers of delight to Alexis’ body. Each time she moved her head this little strand of hair would be a little reminder.
Bossy was listening intently, and she heard him fiddling with the headphones. The head set was fastened over her ears, and soft music floated into her mind. The volume was loud enough that the music drowned out all sound but it was still at a comfortable level. For all practical purposes she was deaf to all except the music. The only senses she had left at her disposal was touch, taste, and smell. Bossy detected the musky fragrance of his cologne along with the sharp twang of tobacco as he moved around her. Bossy informed Alexis that he was probably standing in front of her. Exactly where he was located was not possible to determine, but she could get a general idea.
His hands brushed the inside of her right thigh and moved down to the ankle cuff around her lower leg. Her leg informed Bossy that the snap on the cuff had been opened and a heavy object was dangling there. Bossy went through a catalogue of possibilities, but couldn’t yet discern what the object was. Subby was busy feeling the sensations his hand had caused on her leg. The sensation of his touch on her flesh was intensified by the lack of sight and sound. It was if the volume of sensitivity of her flesh had been suddenly turned up as high as it could go. Goose bumps formed in the wake of his hand. Fluid was wetting her sex once again.
Alexis felt his hand trail down the inner thigh on her left leg and again her flesh trembled in sensation. Bossy again using only the sense of touch informed Alexis that the snap had opened and a heavy object was now hanging from both ankle cuffs. Bossy was fast tracking everything she could think of to divine what this was. As she was working on this puzzle, his hands touched both wrists at the same time and she felt him connect the wrist cuffs together in front of her. Then she felt rope being tied to the central area of the wrist cuffs.
More sensations that she couldn’t process, and then she felt her arms being raised up over her head. The rope pulled her so that she was stretched. She tried to move her legs together to give her a bit more height and to ease the increasing strain on her shoulders. But to Bossy’s amazement and consternation, her legs were prevented from closing. Bossy ran over the list of probabilities, and decided that there was a rod of some kind connected to her ankles.
Her arms were just beginning to bear some of the weight of her body when the upward movement stopped. She was left standing on her feet with about 75 percent of her weight being carried by her feet and legs, and the remaining 25 percent of the weight being borne by her arms and wrists. Bossy took stock of the situation and realized that although it was uncomfortable, she should be able to stay in this position for a long period of time.
Without the sense of sight and the disorientation of music that prevented her from hearing, it was hard for her to keep track of time. It seemed as if an eternity had passed, when in reality only a few moments had transpired. His voice broke into the music startling her with its intrusion.
“My dear, if you can hear me nod once.” Alexis nodded once. “Good. Alexis, in your right hand you will notice there is a little button. Can you find it for me dear? “Alexis Maltepe Zenci Escort found the switch and fumbled with it a bit. Master’s voice; “Please press the button dear.” Alexis depressed the button and a loud sound rang in her ears. He continued. “Alexis that is your stop button. If you depress that button once, I will either slow down or give you a break. If you depress that button twice everything will stop immediately. You can stop at any time for any reason dear. However, everything will stop and we will not restart or continue. Do you understand dear? If so press the button twice.
Bossy was relieved that she had some way to communicate and take over if things got out of hand. Alexis pressed the button twice. Subby didn’t care at all, she just wanted to experience the way this man made her feel, and wanted him inside of her. Needed to feel him enter her sex….
He was speaking; “Alexis, You may not orgasm at all without my permission. If you decide to cum I will punish you with the cane dear. Let me give you a mild example.”
Her ass lit up as if on fire and she screamed into the gag. Both Subby and Bossy were shocked at the intensity. Subby was now worried about possible injury to her ass, and Bossy was ready to push the button. The stinging began to abate just a little when his voice broke into her mind. “I can see that made an impression. On a scale of one to ten with one being the mildest and 10 being the most intense, that was a five. If you do orgasm without my permission, I will give you ten strokes of the cane starting at level 5. For each subsequent orgasm the number of strokes will increase by three. The last three strokes will be at a more intense level. I suggest that you do not orgasm without my permission.”
Bossy was now sweating. She was going to push the button to stop this madness. And for once Subby was a bit worried as well. The sub-conscious mind cannot let the body be injured. As both of the minds were contemplating whether or not to stop the madness, her concentration was sabotaged by the slap of the flogger across her breasts. The sensation was overpowering. The strike was not harsh enough to cause pain, but yet intense enough to inflict desire. Alexis leaned into the strike forced towards the stimulation by Subby. Bossy of course helpless to resist began to monitor the situation.
After that first hit with the flogger, time seemed to stand still. Then without any warning the next blow was to the inside of the left thigh. Bossy could tell that he was standing to her right by the way the tendrils of the flogger spread out on her skin. Subby swooned into the pleasure, and began to switch on systems without any thought at all to the warning about not cumming. Alexis was moving ever closer towards an orgasm. Bossy sent a terse message to Subby to remind her about the cane.
The slaps continued with no predictable pattern. He was warming up her entire body. There was no area of flesh except her neck and face that he missed with the flogger. Just as Bossy decided that there would be no pattern, he began a series of quick slaps to her left breast. Over and over in the exact same spot. Alexis’s cunt was dripping with need. The constant repetitive hits to her left tit felt so good that Subby was doing what she did best; moving Alexis towards an orgasm. Bossy was trying to get Subby’s attention, when the flogger stopped. Subby moaned in frustration, Bossy breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the attack began anew on her ass. Hard hits deflected the cheeks of her ass as he worked on both globes. Again the sensations were unbelievable and Subby was swooning nearer to an orgasm. On a scale of one to ten with ten being an orgasm, Alexis’ body was hovering around an eight. He stopped. Again Bossy was glad for the break but Subby offered groans of frustration at the interruption. Bossy realized that Alexis was drooling past the ball gag as drops of spittle fell to her breasts.
Back to her tits again this time the right one received the attention. This went on seemingly for a long period of time. Each cycle moving the slut Subby nearer an orgasm followed by a frustrating pause that made her need to orgasm abate slightly. Over and over the process repeated itself. Bossy was forced into the role of trying to talk some sense into Subby about not cumming. Trying to get the slut to control herself to prevent being caned. Subby was able to remember the pain and the fear of injury during the breaks, but quickly forgetting about anything but cumming when the strokes sent those wonderful sensations over her flesh.
Bossy was handicapped because she could neither see nor hear where the strokes were coming from or where they would land. She couldn’t adjust her body position at just the right moment to abate the sensations. All she could do was try to talk some sense into Subby. Bossy was shocked out of her analysis by the impact of the flogger on her sex. He had actually slapped her pussy with the flogger. THAT WAS IT! How dare he? What kind of man would whip a girl’s vagina? Bossy fingered the button in her hand trying to decide if she should stop this madness. She hesitated, maybe this wouldn’t hurt too much. Her finger moved away from the button. She could tell he was standing behind her now and the flogger was being swung between her legs with upward strokes.
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