Almost Damsel Almost in Distress Ch. 03

Have you ever tried turning on the stove with your hands cuffed behind your back? Its a bitch, but I managed. It was tough to move my whole upper body to see what I was doing because of the corset and the collar, then maneuver my hands along my side without looking. It was a struggle, and I was sweating pretty fiercely once I got going!

I was actually pretty proud of myself and the sausages sizzled and I got ready to scramble the eggs. I even managed to pour him a glass of juice. He already had coffee, I saw that on the way in. Believe me, I had plenty of time to watch him lounging on the couch. Damn, he was cute and sexy sitting there half naked, looking some kind of sex god or something... and there was my cage and my clit, ouch!

Suddenly, he was there next to me. I was so lost in thought, I didn't even hear him!

"It did occur to me that you were probably going to have a tough time carrying the plate in the other room, so I brought something to help," he held up a small serving tray with a belt and two chains hanging from the front. It took me a moment to realize it was a slave serving tray!

Alex reached down buckled the belt around my corseted waistline. As he buckled it behind me, he gently nibbled on my neck, whispering in my ear, "So, where are we going to secure these chains?"

He turned me to face him, holding up the two small chains. I realized they were small clamps and there was really only one place to hook them. "Mah niffles, Thir," I said around the gag, trying to say my nipples.

He reached up to the top of the corset cups, pulling gently on my tender and sensitive nipples. He noted the amount of drool on my cleavage and the corset top, "You're drooling all over yourself, girl." I shuddered as the nipple play intensified and him calling me girl always seemed to make me thrill inside. I was moaning like mad around my gag, probably making a ton more drool, when he reached up with the first clamp and fastened it onto my nub. The pain shot through me like a spark, making my whole body first tense, and then the endorphin rush caused a weird surge of pleasure. Him teasing my other nipple had me twitching and thrashing my head around.

"That got a reaction!" he smiled like a predator. "Ready for the next one?"

I nodded vigorously and bit down slightly on the plastic ball of the gag. He reached up and fastened the other clamp and the sudden bite made me hiss around the gag while my body twitched and my clit absolutely surged in my cage!

Alex then turned me back to the stove, "Hopefully that helps, I'll let you get back to what you were doing." He started to walk away and I tried to get control of my body again, he added, "You better hurry..."

I willed my body to move and at first, it didn't listen, I processed the sensation flooding me, and after a moment the waves of pain from the clamps had settled down and I was able to get moving. Of course, moving brought a new sensation, since now the tray was suspended almost entirely from my nipples. The belt supported it a bit, but my nubs felt every bounce of the tray.

Somehow, I managed to finish cooking and everything turned out okay. Then I had a new problem, I had to get the plate, glass, utensils and napkin on the tray with my hands behind me! I took me a few tries to experiment with sliding the plate off the counter and onto the tray, but to have it level required me squatting partially down, and in the corset that was no easy feat!

Then the plate really asserted itself on my nipples. Yow! Thankfully, I was able to keep control and got the glass on the tray, too. The utensils and napkin were easy now, but the little more weight was really yanking on my tender little nipples.

I stood and began my slow shuffling walk to the living room. I watched the plate and glass as best I could since the posture collar made it hard to look right down. After just a few steps, I wished I'd put less juice in since it splashed a little with each step. Well, I was probably going to have my ass tanned either way, and there wasn't much to do now, but face the music.

I made my way to Alex and he looked up at me from the couch, smiling slightly as he watched me, clearly enjoying the show! His nakedness, and rapidly hardening cock, were a massive distraction as I made my way over.

"It smells really good, girl," he noted smiling more and I surged a little at the praise. Why did pleasing him make me feel so good? "Kneel here", he pointed to an area by his feet. Kneeling in the corset was a bitch, but I managed. As I knelt, he took the silverware and began cutting the sausage. Him cutting on the tray was tugging on my nipples like mad. I tried to stay still as best I could, but it was tough. I'm pretty sure he knew that, I mean this was supposed to be a punishment. And it was painful and demanding, but it was also turning me on like wildfire!

He slowly ate the breakfast, making several comments about how good it was. I felt elated that he was enjoying the meal. As he picked up the glass of juice, he looked at the spilled juice and raised his eyebrows. I did my best equivalent of a shrug. He smiled and shook his head slightly. After a few more minutes, he reached behind my head and undid my gag. He pulled the ball out and naturally a ton of drool followed it.

"Sorry, Sir," I said.

"For what?" he asked, a little confused.

I looked down as best I could, I figured there was drool on the plate, "For getting drool on everything."

He laughed, "I took out the gag, knowing that was a possibility, girl. Don't apologize for things that aren't you fault." He paused and added, "Unless I tell you its your fault," and he winked.

"Yes, Sir," I smiled back.

"What are you going to eat?" he asked.

I automatically looked down at his cock and licked my lips. As I looked back up to him, "I had something in mind."

"I meant for breakfast, girl," he said sternly.

"So did I," I replied impishly, while grinning.

"Don't worry, you'll get my cock, that was part of the plan," he stated. "I meant for something to actually eat. You just made one plate."

"Sir? I don't understand," I replied back.

"I told you to make 'us' breakfast, not just 'me' breakfast," he explained.

"Oh, well, I mean, I was gagged, how was I going to eat?" I reasoned.

"That's for me to decide, isn't it, girl?"

I acknowledged he was right with a hesitant, "Yes, Sir."

"Good, now open up," he picked up the fork with some egg on it.

I opened my mouth, and he fed me a few small bites of his eggs and sausage. It was a little weird being fed like that, especially since the tray and the plate were still weighing on my nipples. This made him feeding me a very erotic thing.

Once the plate was clear, he told me, "Good girl, now take everything back in the kitchen, and bring a bottle of water back with you."

I stood, my knees stiff after all that time kneeling, and the tray reasserting itself on my nipples, and the corset giving me no assistance in standing. I slowly made my way back to the kitchen and put the plate and utensils in the sink. I grabbed a bottle of water and set that on the tray, and wow! Did that really pull! Damn, I actually forgot the tray was attached for a moment there! I got so used to the weight with the plate, that it being empty felt like a breeze.

I took a moment to recover from the water bottle yanking on me and began shuffling back to the Living Room. I stood in front of him and Alex took the water bottle and set it on the table. Then he reached up to the nipple clamps, "Ready?" he asked.

I nodded, then hissed in pain as he took the clamps off! The blood rushing back in stung really bad at first, but being free from the biting clamps meant the pain quickly faded. Alex reached around and undid the belt, he then tossed the tray to the side of the couch and pointed between his feet.

I obediently kneeled before him, hoping I was going to get to suck him now. I should have known it wasn't going to go exactly how I thought! Alex reached over and pulled a gag up. At first, I thought he buckling me back into the breather ball gag, but then I saw this was a harness gag with a tube on it! Whoa! This wasn't one of mine?

Alex smiled, "Yes, a little surprise I've been wanting to try this on a slave for some time," He chuckled as he buckled the harness around my head, doing all the straps nice and tight, then I heard a lock click! Holy hell! He was locking me into the gag. Like I wasn't locked in enough?

The small rubbery tube was fairly short just extend an inch or so into my mouth and a few inches outside the gag. The tube was pliable, but not soft. I explored it briefly with my tongue since the tube forced my teeth around it, making my mouth hole wide open and available! First, he held up the water bottle and poured a little into the gag, drinking like that was really weird, and honestly a little difficult. So, he fed me a few small sips at a time.

Alex looked down at me, "So, I think you wanted something else to eat?"

I looked at his cock and nodded excitedly. Before I could finish nodding, he was grabbing my head by the buckles on the harness and shoving my mouth onto his rock hard cock! There was no resisting, bound as I was, so I wasn't giving him a blow-job as much as I was being used as a sex toy. And I was loving it!

He pulled me slowly all the way down, letting his cock ease into my throat. I gagged briefly, and Alex laughed, "Choking on your breakfast, huh? Guess we'll have to make sure you get used like this more often then!"

I squirted a little at that thought! I just focused on opening my throat so his large cock slid home. Just a moment later, he was balls deep in me. He held me way down on there and as my air started to run out, I started to buck and swallow reflexively. "Oh yeah, fight it, that feels really good. I love knowing that I have complete power over you like this," he then pulled me back up and I gasped for air. "Better catch up quick, girl. I want to use you like that for a long time."

And he did! I'm not sure how long he slowly deep throated me, but my focus became on breathing in between being his pleasure toy. Needless to say, I was steadily dripping in my panties the whole time, and after a while, he took pity on me and turned on the butt plug.

"Damn girl, I can feel that thing vibrating through you!" Alex laughed as he drove his cock deep in me again. So, I got much more into it after that! I was actually pretty close to having a sissygasm just from the plug and from being face fucked.

I guess Alex was into it to since he started using me much more steadily, still going all the way in, but not holding me there, just letting me pull up enough to breath, then pulling me back down. We got a really good pace going and my orgasm was building, and so was his.

He got really into it, pushing me back a bit, then sliding forward on the couch to really slam himself into my mouth and throat. He then began fucking my face hard! He was really going at my mouth, and I was just catching a quick breath where I could. The lack of air, the plug and the intensity built up and I was soon the verge of cumming. Before I could finish, he looked down and said, "I'm gonna cum all over your face, girl. You want to be my facial slut?"

I nodded as best I could, and he pulled out, holding his cock just over my harnessed face and stroking himself. He looked like a Greek god or something like this, his naked body glistening with sweat, his big cock over me, the focus of my world huge in my eyes. Then he grunted and shook, his cum shooting out all over me! The first shot went high and landed in my hair, with the next large shots spraying all over my nose and eyes. He then pulled my face back down and milked his cock in my mouth, feeding me the last drops of his sticky cum.

"Damn, girl! You are a mess," he said quite proud of himself. I smiled around the gag, happy to please him. "I wish you could see yourself, you make quite a cum slut!"

As he slid out, I tried to mouth, "Ake ah hictugh," to him.

"What's that, girl? Oh, you want a picture?"

I nodded excitedly! Hey, if I was going to be a slut, be a proud slut, right? Besides this was my first facial.

I heard the click of his phone a few times and he muttered, "Fuck that's hot." I wanted to see, "I guess I'll have to show you later. In the meantime, I'll have the next part ready in a bit, come join me in the bedroom when you're ready."

Wait, what? Was he seriously leaving me here bound, gagged and now blind? Sure enough, I heard him get up and walk back to the bedroom.

"Don't take too long," he added.

Well, shit! There wasn't much to do, but make my way to the bedroom. It was even slower going now that I couldn't see. The layer of jizz coating my eyes was too much to just blink away, and the straps from the harness made it pool up on my cheeks and eyes. I could feel it dripping down my nose and chin to land on my tits.

It seemed to take me forever, but probably really only took about five minutes or so. Once I shuffled into the bedroom, Alex said, "Took you long enough."

"Thorry, Thir," I mumbled around the tube gag.

Suddenly his voice was loud in my ear, and he said, "I better help you along." He then wrapped his arms around me and carried me. I squirmed in surprise at first, but then I was tossed onto the bed. I laid there, not sure what to do next. So, I squirmed into a more comfortable position.

Alex reached up to the gag and messed with the buckle for a moment, then said, "Oh right, the lock. I wonder where that key is?" I heard him jingling his pocket and then going, "Oh no!"

I looked towards him and frowned. I was pretty sure he was kidding. I hoped he was kidding!

"Guess you'll just have to wear that from now on," he laughed.

I cocked my head sidways, giving a look like I didn't believe him.

"No? Not even a little panic?" he asked. "Fine," he said with resignation. I felt him mess with the lock for a moment, and heard a soft click as it unlocked. He pulled the gag out, with a ton of drool again, and I worked my mouth for a moment. He held the water bottle up and let me get a quick drink.

"Thank you, Sir," I said looking about where I thought he was. Since there was still a layer of cum covering my eyes, it was hard to see. I had hoped it would drip off after the removal of the harness, but it was apparently drying and getting sticky. I was literally glazed!

Alex then grabbed my hips and slid me back so my ass was hanging over the edge of the bed, with my feet down to the floor. Oh! I was hoping he was going to fuck the hell out of me. I was still pretty worked up from almost cumming while being his blowjob bitch. Oh, blowjob bitch... I kinda like that.

"So girl, the final part of your punishment, is a serious paddling," I shudder a little in fear and excitement. So, no fucking for this position.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for correcting me, Sir," I said breathlessly.

"Now, how many whacks do you think you can take? And by the way, quite a collection of implements you have here," I guessed he was going through the various paddles, floggers, tawses, whips, crop and whatever the hell else I had! For someone who had never really been seriously spanked, it was a pretty impressive collection.

"Thank you, Sir. I've been both excited and scared for this day," I said.

"Wait? You've never been spanked before?" he asked, sounding kinda surprised.

"No, Sir. Well, I've spanked myself, but that wasn't quite the same, I don't think anyway. I mean, it hurt, but there was no... energy. No anticipation, no... submission, I guess, and you spanked me a bit, but that was more... playful?" I rambled a bit.

"Hmmm, interesting... well, then I guess we'll just have to try all these out," he sounded like he hit the jackpot! "Also, I'm not cleaning your face off, I was going to blindfold you, but knowing its my cum that's keeping you from seeing is kind of satisfying, like marking my territory."

He also pulled my panties completely off, "Holy shit, girl! These things are soaked."

"I've been kind of enjoying the day, Sir. Especially being your blowjob bitch," I replied.

He laughed and then said, "Here, clean these," and then pushed the panties into my mouth. Wow! They really were soaked! I started sucking my juices of of them while he moved me around some. Then, I heard a soft click, and then he said, "Good thing I found your camera and tripod, we want to make we get your first ass beating for the record!"

Yeah, that made me squirt a little. Not only was he going to beat my ass, I was going to have pictures. Now, I wished I had two cameras, so we could get photos and video. I really was an over the top slut! He pulled the panties out of my mouth.

"I don't plan to gag you, for this, I want to hear your gasps and cries, but I also want to make sure you're okay since this may get pretty intense," he explained. He then added, "We're going to start this the way a spanking should... bare handed," And he lightly swatted my defenseless ass!

I yelped, more in surprise than pain.

"Did that hurt?" he asked laughingly.

"No, Sir, just caught me off guard," I replied and added, "Oh!" as he gave a love tap to my other cheek.

"Good, otherwise you're going to be in a world of hurt, before we're done. Well, you are going to be in a world of hurt before we're done, but I do want you to enjoy some of it. So, make sure you breathe out after the heavy swats, and do several deep breaths after that, it will help you recover faster," he said softly. "Ready, girl?"

I was about to answer when brought his hand down pretty hard on my left cheek. Any reply was taken up with my sudden gasp and the flash of pain! It wasn't a crippling pain or anything, but a strange radiating thing, that was intense at the point of impact but then faded further up my skin and actually felt kind of good after that. The rush of endorphins, maybe? Also, pulling the plug back into myself, made it so I was fucking myself with the plug. That was a head trip in itself!

"Remember to breathe, girl," he admonished me. I realized I'd been holding my breath waiting for the next hit.

"Yes, Sir! Sorry... ah!" he went for the other cheek and this time I took a deep breath after crying out. While I was taking several deep breaths, he hit both cheeks in rapid succession. Soon, he was giving me regular, steady smacks, not super hard, enough to hurt, but only a few seconds in between, so that after a about seven or eight, everything was really building up in intensity.

He paused a few moments, let me catch my breath as he lightly rubbed my lower back. "Mmmm, your gorgeous ass is getting nice and red! Let's see how dark we can get it, these are going to be heavy," he said and then smacked me with what had to be full force.

Holy shit that hurt! I mean, in my mind, I knew it would, and then actual strike had me hissing in pain, but then I remembered my breathing and sure enough, the pain ebbed quickly, though the radiant heat from the strike was still there.

He then did five more, one on each cheek like that, and each one stung like a mother fucker. With the last one, I took several breaths and he lightly massaged my back more. I debated using the yellow safeword, it was pretty intense, but I was really enjoying this. Mostly, I wanted to know how much I could take.

Then I heard a whoosh through the air. What was he doing?

He answered my silent question, "Yes, now let's try the paddle. Now, girl, after each one of these, you will count the stroke, thank me and ask for another. Do you understand?"

"Count, thank you and ask for more, yes Sir," I answered though I wasn't sure I was going to actually remember that.

The first swat was again a love tap, and I easily remembered. Number two was another tap on the other cheeks. Three was stingy, but easily doable with a quick breath, as was four.