Decision Day Ch. 02

Part 2

Later The Same Day

She had woken in the dark, the feel of cloth in her mouth and something across her face puzzled her. Automatically, she had brought her hands up towards her face. Before they got there she had become aware of the cuffs on her wrists and something running down between her legs and fastened behind her. She had panicked and begun to thrash around.

A hand had touched her shoulder and he had spoken.

"Good, you are awake. Don't struggle and I will explain. You are on your side on your bed. Your knickers are stuffed in your mouth. I have tied a hood over your head and under your shoulders. Your hands are cuffed in front of you and a scarf goes from the cuffs between your legs and fastens around you waist. Your ankles are cuffed. You are immobile. When I used your vibrator on you you started to make a lot of noise so I had to gag you. After you had come twice I couldn't resist fucking you. You are a damm good fuck. You then dropped asleep so I took the opportunity to re-tie you as you are now. I am now going to turn you on your back, I will spread your knees and I will use the vibrator to make you come again. When you have soaked the bed I will shove my cock up inside you and fuck you again."

Her knees had been spread. The buzzing of the vibrator had made her juices start to run again with remembered pleasure. The touch of the vibrator on her clit had made her cunt throb, spasm and her juices gush. She had yelled with pleasure but no sound escaped past her knickers and the hood. She had felt her juices soaking the bed, his weight on top of her and his cock at the entrance to her cunt, his hands on her ass, and with a thrust, his cock inside her. She had pushed up to meet him and, forgetting the ankle cuffs, had tried to lift her legs around him. He had thrust in and out and while rotating. She had gripped his prick with her cunt. What seemed ages later he had stiffened and groaned as he had emptied himself into her. She had felt the hot splash deep inside. "God, it's a good thing I don't need contraception" she had thought. He had lifted himself up and had gently pulled his cock out. " We will sleep for a while" he had said as he had laid down alongside her and taken her in his arms.

He had woken before her. Tied, gagged and hooded as she was it was probably a good thing. It was dark outside and the street lights were shining through the bedroom window. As he had walked, still naked, out of the bathroom she had been beginning to stir.

"Don't move and I will release some of your restraints", he had instructed her. He removed the hood, the knickers from her mouth and the scarf between her wrists and waist. She had blinked, stretched and flexed her mouth.

"Drink." she had finally managed to say. He had passed her a glass of water; she had managed it clumsily with her cuffed hands.

"I will lead you to the toilet, you will remain cuffed. When you have finished I will put you in the shower and wash you." Without giving her chance to respond he had taken hold of her wrists and lead her to the toilet-then the shower.

Naked, freshly showered and with her hair washed, she had stood again in the bedroom. She was still cuffed at wrists and ankles-her wrists now behind her.

"In most things you have pleased me a great deal," he had told her,.

"I will see you again very soon." It was a statement - not a question.

"Some of your dress, however, did not meet with my approval and for this I am about to punish you".

"What?," she had begun to say as she was bent over and her face pushed down onto the bed. Her backside was now at a convenient height for spanking.

"Have you been spanked before?" He had demand.

"N..No "

"Well, you are about to find out what it is like. I will now explain what you are being punished for. Your bra, knickers and suspender belt didn't match. This is not acceptable to me. You will now receive three strokes with your hairbrush for each mismatched item six strokes in all. Do you understand?"

"Yes, but...."

"Yes, but nothing."

He had brought the back of the hairbrush down on her bare backside with a sharp smack.

"Yow! That hurts!" she had yelled and tried to stand up. He had pushed her back down.

"It is supposed to hurt, any time you dress for me in future you will remember this. Now, do I need to put those dirty knickers back in your mouth to keep the noise down? By the way, if I have to tie you down it will be twelve strokes not six.

The second stroke brought floods of tears but no yells - and no resistance.

After six he had pulled her upright and fastened her hands in front of her. "I will leave in about half an hour. Before I leave I will remove your cuffs. I will start with these." He had unfasten the cuffs around her ankles. "Your hands will remained cuffed in front of you to stop you trying to sooth your backside. Now follow me downstairs."

"I'm naked, the curtains will be open."

"You will close the curtains before you turn the lights on."

He set off and heard her following. At the foot of the stairs he had stepped aside to let her lead the way into the living room. A main road ran at the bottom of her garden just twenty feet from the window. She had scurried across the room, closed the curtains and turned around to face him, her hands had fallen naturally between her legs.

"Get your hands up!" he had barked "I want your pussy visible at all times when you are naked. Now get into the kitchen and make me a cup of tea. While I drink it you will sit astride the piano stool and I will explain what I want from you."