Change of Control Ch. 08

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

The sound of loud music, the thump of the bass and the rush of heat as she passed through the doorway were clear signals that they were entering some sort of club atmosphere. This caused her anxiety to spike as she worried being dressed in opaque purple latex would be inappropriate. The club goers would be able to see her naked form under the skintight catsuit, but she really had no choice as the leash attached to the collar she was wearing was pulled tight and she continued her walk into the unknown evening events. Yes, she was truly out of control.

Several days earlier...

"So, tell me Katie, did you enjoy your short venture as a dominant over me? Controlling my chastity and taking me to the point of agreeing to do almost anything to orgasm?"

Katie's chest heaved in quick breaths; her shoulders began to ache as the rope that bound her wrists was very taunt above her head. Her legs were spread wide but that did not stop the wetness of the excitement to begin to drip and run down her left inner thigh.

Derek's warm breath was still present on the back of her neck as he finished asking the last question. She knew her answer, but she also knew that she likely poked a very large bear who happened to have a very erotic and devious imagination and penchant for revenge.

"Yes Derek, I did. And as I recall you enjoyed it to," she said in a quiet and meek voice, adding the last comment to try to soften the recoil that she instinctively knew was brewing. He would most definitely seek revenge and develop some sort of erotic payback. She was as nervous as she was excited about the ominous event that was surely occupying most of his thoughts.

"As I recall," he continued to say in a controlled soft tone near her ear, "we first started our fun with you wanting to be controlled. I fear we have strayed away from that foundation. I take full responsibility and assure you I will make sure you are controlled to the highest degree."

The sarcasm in the statement was not lost on her. He was positioning the loss of control that she demonstrated as his fault, and therefore his responsibility to correct. This caused another wave of heat to wash over her as she knew the bar would be raised once again. Through all of their erotic adventures to date, she could not imagine how the bar could be higher. A bit of panic unsettled her at the thought.

"Yes Derek. I appreciate your thoughtfulness," she teased in response playing along with his current demeanor.

"Also, Katie, as I decide what I all I am going to do with you, please remind me some of the other erotic ideas we have discovered that you enjoy along this relationship."

"Oh shit," she thought. "He is asking me for my kink list, which he knows," she continued to say to herself.

With the short pause while Katie pondered the request, Derek walked around her and studied her. She looked incredible, naked and bound in the playroom which was actually a well outfitted pole barn next to his home. They had been here quite often acting on several devised erotic plans.

"Maybe I will help get you started," Derek interrupted the silence. "Your body does not lie Katie. From the wetness now running down your leg, you certainly have a fondness for bondage. What else have we discovered?"

Katie took a breath and finally said, "We already discussed on our initial date that I do like a bit of exhibitionism. The bondage has been amazing. I had no idea how chastity would affect me, but it drives me crazy. And of course, the fetish cloths are very erotic to wear."

Derek walked around Katie as she finished speaking, admiring his play partner, and soaked in all of her answers. He was extremely pleased with them all, as each one checked a box for his kinks as well. He introduced most of the new items to her, but the fact she had just repeated back that she liked them was very gratifying for him.

He stopped while standing very close behind her, reached around and started to circle her breasts very lightly with his fingertips. She heaved as the sensation which further turned her on. He continued to circle her entire breast, avoiding her nipples. Looking around at her profile, he could make out that she was biting her lower lip, her telltale sign that she was very turned on.

"I believe I have an idea that will satisfy all your needs Katie. Again, I apologize that I failed to satisfy those needs during our last session. I assure you that will not happen this time."

Again, Katie recognized that he was role playing that he had failed. However, his determination to achieve all those goals she was sure was not playing, and she was just as sure he had been working on a very devious plan for retribution.

"Thank you, Derek," she replied a bit breathless, "I appreciate all of your hard work in planning to make the next adventure pleasurable." She chose the word pleasurable on purpose, once again hoping to plant a subliminal seed of direction for her next adventure, but she knew it was likely a long shot.

Derek circled her breasts a few more times, and then pinched both of her nipples with a firm grip and calmly said, "Pleasure comes in many forms Katie." She moaned in return.

She watched as he strode over to the finished area of the pole barn that had a very nice array of cabinets mounted on the wall and under the counter. He reached in one of the cabinets and produced a full chastity belt. She was not surprised this was the implement of choice at this time.

"Pleasure may come in many forms Derek, but it appears I won't be tonight," she said with a grin.

Derek paused as he approached and smiled in unison. "Your wit is such a great quality, seriously. I need to stay on my toes when I am around you. And your intuition is spot on as well Pet. You will not be coming this evening, nor for a few days I suspect."

The stainless steel of the waistband was cool against her skin as he applied the form fitting device around her. The band was carefully brought around from the rear and positioned over her wet sex, making sure no skin was pinched. Satisfied all was in place, he looked at her in her eyes with a deep soulful search, paused and then clicked the lock shut. She looked desperately in return, once again biting her lower lip at the sound of the devilish device, then closed her eyes letting the circumstances soak in.

He bent down and kissed her deeply, surprising her and taking her breath away. It was a true passionate kiss, which punctuated how much he had grown to care for her. Was it love, it was hard to say? They both without question loved the adventures they experienced together, and as he continued the deep kiss, she was sure this would be one to remember.

He broke the kiss and looked at her, "Katie, I truly believe you will love what I have planned. Like always, I think it will push a few boundaries, but we have grown to have the upmost trust, and please trust me once again."

She was still catching her breath from the kiss and replied, "Derek, I trust you. Please have your way with me."

He smiled at her confirmation and walked over to release the rope that had been holding her arms taunt. He unfastened the spreader bar as well and then stood and kissed her softly.

"That's all for tonight. Why don't you visit the bathroom to clean up, we will get you dressed and then I believe you should be on your way. I have some details to attend to," he said with a wink.

She was disappointed that the night was over, but also knew that denying her was part of his plan, and that he clearly planned more details. It would be worth the wait. She reached and kissed his cheek softly while her hand lightly held his other cheek, and softly stroked it with her thumb. She moved back from the kiss but held her hand on his handsome face for another moment, looking at him with a grin. Then turned and walked to the bathroom.

If it wasn't love, it was awfully close.

The chastity belt was fully secured, and she did her best to wash and clean around the steel device. Satisfied that it was as good as it was going to be, she came back out and began to dress. She finished with her leggings and long shirt, happy that the shirt would help hide the belt as she drove home as the leggings were tight. She turned to see Derek staring at her.

"This is difficult to see you go Katie. But, for the next few days I will be busy. We will keep in touch of course, but with the belt in place, you will not be able to touch. Be a good girl please. And I will make sure you know about the plans for Saturday."

He walked to her, kissed her passionately and the two said their goodbyes for now.

The days for her dragged on slowly as the belt's presence was always causing distractions. If she wasn't thinking about sex with Derek, she was thinking she wanted to touch herself, which made her realize that the belt would not allow it. That in turn made her want to see Derek all the more. It was a viscous erotic cycle.

The two texted back and forth during the week which also did not help matters. On Thursday Derek had her go to the restroom twice during work to take photos of her in the chastity belt and send them to him. She knew he was only trying to make her more turned on and tormented with the work play. She did not tell him, but it was working.

Friday her phone pinged late in the afternoon, and she read the text message, "Hi K. I will be finishing the final touches to the plan tonight. I am sorry I have been consumed, but as we discussed I need to make it up to you. Tomorrow, I will be at your house at 6 to pick you up. We will eat something lite, so please don't worry about food. Also, I will have everything you will need, so don't worry about attire, just plan on casual for now. Can't wait - D"

She reread the text again and shook her head. He had every detail planned out, down to attire. Of course he did, she thought. She smiled and at the same time had become a little nervous. She always had a small amount of anxiety with his plans, but she had learned to trust him. She was not simply anxious for it to start and to discover what would happen, but truly had some growing concerns. She was truly a little nervous she admitted to herself.

Saturday afternoon Katie took time to pamper herself as best she could. She wanted to shave herself bare, but the stupid belt was in the way. She was ready for that to be removed.

Promptly at 6 Katie heard Derek pull up in his white sporty sedan. She had grown to like that car almost as much as Derek like the car. The German machine suited him perfectly she thought as she watched him step from the door. Classy and sharp on the outside, with the soul of well-engineered racing machine hiding underneath. It was the kind of performance that one wouldn't expect from a 4-door car. A wolf in sheep's clothing.

As she opened the door Derek smiled and looked at Katie. "What's that look about?" he asked noticing her grin.

"Oh, just thinking about the many layers of you Derek," she said as she moved up and kissed him hello.

"Trying to convince me not to follow through with the plan already?"

"Not at all 'Sir'. I know you have been working hard," she said emphasizing 'Sir' with over enthusiasm.

Smiling again recognizing the sarcasm, Derek motioned to the door and said, "She we begin then Pet?"

They walked to the car and ever the gentleman Derek opened the car door for her. She remembered the times of riding in the car blindfolded to the pole barn during some of their original adventures. The mystique was amazing, and she did miss some of that. A slight tingle developed under the belt at the thought they started another adventure.

They drove and discussed how the week went for both, a conversation that any dating couple would have had. She quickly realized they were driving back to Derek's house, and she was a bit confused.

"Derek, I could have driven over here. You didn't have to pick me up."

"Nonsense. It's no trouble. And now you are completely in my control Katie," he said with a grin.

The two entered his well-appointed home and he led her to the dining area. There was soft music playing in the built-in audio system, Michael Bublé she thought although it was difficult to exactly tell as the volume was rather low. She was very taken back at the romantic tone the evening was starting with but was happy for sure. She was expecting a lot worse, which she still sensed was in the air.

"Please have a seat, I am going to get some wine from the refrigerator, I will be right back."

She waited for just a minute and could hear Derek opening the wine, and soon returned with a chilled bottle of chardonnay and a charcuterie board.

"I think it's important you have a little something on your stomach, but also, we should not eat a large meal. I think that would have just as much of a negative effect as being starved. So, I took the liberty of making a few snacks we can share for now. If we are hungry, we can eat later," he finished and took a piece of cheese from the walnut board.

The two of them sipped on their wine, ate a few snacks, and enjoyed some more lite talk. He re-filled the wine glasses one more time, but neither pour was too large. He was clearly aware of what was to follow and was controlling food and liquid intake. This was not lost on her, and she assumed she might not be able to use the restroom much later.

An hour into their evening, Derek had cleaned up the glasses and placed the remnants of the board back into the refrigerator. He turned and looked at Katie with a smile and said, "Well Pet, I believe it is time to get you properly dressed for our night. Would you please follow me," he said as he offered his hand and helped her stand. They walked to the living room where she saw several items already laid out.

"This is going to require you to completely strip Katie. Would you like help?" he said with a devilish look.

Katie looked at him directly, paused for just a moment and then slowly removed her top, pulling it over her head.

"I've got this part. I will likely need some help getting into all your kinky stuff though," she said while reaching down and removed her pants.

She did not hesitate to remove the rest of her clothing, as the two of them have now been together enough times that nudity was a forgone conclusion. She liked being naked around Derek, as she knew how it generally turned out, which was mind blowing orgasms.

What did surprise her at this point was that Derek walked towards her with the key to the chastity belt she had been wearing for the last several days. In her mind, she assumed that this would be staying on a while longer. She was not at all disappointed, but surprised.

"Mmmm I wasn't expecting this to be removed so quickly. Yay," Katie purred as her fingers traced along the outline of the stainless belt.

"I wouldn't be so quick to assume this means what you think it might mean. In fact, you would probably feel better with a quick bath once you are out of the belt," Derek said while inserting the key into the integrated lock of the belt.

He wasn't wrong about that Katie thought to herself, a little embarrassed now but realized they were truly that close to understand needs.

"I am going to give you 10 minutes for a bath. If I can trust you not to orgasm while unsupervised, I will leave you be. But if you feel you can't be trusted, please tell me now and I will happily watch as you bath."

Katie's eyes widened at the thought of Derek actually watching her clean herself.

"No Derek, that is quite alright. I promise to not touch myself."

"Yes, perfect. And if I may, can I suggest that you should be clean shaven as well. I am sorry for the timing, but life with a chastity belt can be a bit daunting."

Katie rolled her eyes at him and even punched his arm as she walked by on the way to the bathroom.

"I wouldn't be forced to hear your apologies if you didn't have such a kinky mind Derek," she said back to him from a slight distance as she continued to walk to the bathroom. She giggled after she finished the sentence which made Derek smile as well.

She was taking this all very well so far. That would change soon.

Knowing there was a time element to the request, she quickly started the warm water in the large garden style tub and stepped into the spacious white fiberglass tub. The water felt refreshing, and the soft soap indeed felt good to clean her area that had been covered by the belt. She reached for a razor that was conveniently left, and after applying the shaving cream she shaved her legs once again and then the rest of her private area.

Satisfied she was presentable; she stepped out of the tub and reached for a wonderfully soft large white towel. The towel was draped over a series of brushed steel heated tubes, creating a warming effect to the towel. She thought such opulence wasn't needed until she wrapped the towel around her body to dry. The warmth of the towel was very soothing, and she realized the pleasure of the heat. She smiled at the thought of the ironic difference that was ahead of her, the contrast of the soft warm towel to whatever Derek had planned. Her heart fluttered as she folded the towel and walked back to begin the next phase.

"Thank you Derek, that was actually a very good idea. I feel much better and hopefully presentable for you," she said in a playful tone and twirled her naked body in front of him for inspection.

"You look beyond presentable Katie. However as much as I would love to admire that figure, we need to start getting you truly presentable."

Derek waved her over to an area that had several items laid out around the couch and end table. There were so many items that Katie didn't bother to try to figure it all out, but simply admired the overall plan. He had truly put a lot of thought into this evening.

Reaching for the mostly transparent purple latex catsuit, Derek held up the garment and said, "Let's start with getting you into this please."

Katie smiled at the garment choice and sat on the couch to begin to maneuver her feet down each leg and out the stretchy opening. Derek kneeled in front of her and helped with to keep the material in place as she withered her limbs into the form fitting design. She then stood and proceeded to follow the same slow procedure to introduce each arm into the sleeves. A few pulls and tugs removed wrinkles, and the unmistakable sound of the zipper being zipped up the back punctuated the fit.

She had not shared with Derek that she absolutely had fallen in love with the tight-fitting form that a full latex catsuit provided and was thrilled to be in its grasp once again. This catsuit was one of her favorites. The color was perfect, and she liked that he could mostly see her through the suit.

The next order of business was to lace on the thigh high black high heel boots. Derek helped Katie step into the boots one by one, then from behind he laced up each boot to a firm lace tension. The tension in the boots provided a bit of added stability to help avoid a twisted ankle and aided in walking.

A pair of arm length black latex gloves were slowly applied to each hand and arm. The latex over latex was a little more daunting to apply but left a striking appearance.

To this point all was going smooth and the two did not discuss the pending adventure. Derek lifted a black think latex corset which did catch Katie's attention.

"Oh dear, that looks a bit menacing," she said with a hint of true trepidation. Katie knew how a thick corset would restrict her motion, but also it restricted her breathing to a certain degree, which when done with supervision was very erotic. The amount of pending control caused Katie to begin to wiggle ever so slightly and become initially wet.