Emily Ch. 02

Emily's Master led her into the elevator and directed the attendant to go to the "cellar". No one spoke a word and she was a little uneasy with the silence. When the lift stopped, the gate was opened and the two stepped off the platform. There was a man waiting in the corridor and Master produced an envelope and handed it to him. All the man said was, "Please follow me..." It was very dark in the long and winding corridor. The walls were very dark and there were no windows, only doors and passages to other hallways. There were torches hanging here and there along the way, to give a minimum of light. As they turned a corner, she could hear noises on the other side of the doors. Moans, screams, and in addition, the sound of flesh being struck is whatever form of punishment was preferred by the participants. Emily grabbed her Master's hand and jumped. She was a little uneasy with what may be in store for her.

They stopped in front of a large wood door and the man swiped a key and motioned for the two to step inside. To Emily's surprise, the room was warm and somewhat inviting, considering the surroundings and atmosphere. The walls were dark wood, and there was a large round platform in the center of the room. It was covered in tufted red velvet. It looked like a large round bed, and had heavy wooden legs. There was a remote control in the center, and Emily also noticed leather straps attached to heavy rings strewn about on the platform. She wondered what the remote was for, since there was no television in the room.

Master took off His jacket and placed it on the edge of the platform. The room smelled like leather. Between the jacket and the straps, the heady aroma of leather filled the room extensively, and Emily was almost light headed because of it. Master knew that she had this reaction to the smell and it pleased Him well. Master seated Himself on the platform in the center and Emily took her place next to Him, as an obedient pet should. He opened His legs a bit and pulled her between them. She was sitting on her knees, had taken her shoes off, and unpinned her hair. She shook her head a bit and her hair spilled around her shoulders. He kissed her deeply, passionately, and cupped her breasts with His large warm hands. He squeezed her nipples until they smarted and delighted in the gasp his touch emitted from Emily. He drew her to her knees and was face level with her breasts. The material of her dress crossed in the front, which He easily pulled aside to gain better access. The fingers of one hand slid up the inside of her thighs while the other captured one of her breasts, and held it. He rubbed His face against the orbs of warm flesh as fingers slid farther to touch her hot wet nether lips, until she moaned. She cried out a little as His tongue traced circles around first one hard nipple, then the other; followed by His teeth. He smiled wide from her reaction and also due to the wet heat His fingers found.

Master paused for a moment and looked into Emily's eyes. He grabbed the dress about mid chest and pulled, hard. The dress gave way, roughly, and exposed her. He had bought the dress for her, and in factshebelonged to Him, so He did as He wished. Master motioned her to move back a bit, and center herself on the platform. He had her splayed in front of Him, with her spread legs on either side of His. She was exposed to Him completed, and He touched her, all over, but deliberately avoided any areas that would arouse her exceedingly. He kept the strokes to her arms, belly, legs, but nothing else. He knew that Emily was hungry for Him immensely, and He was for her as well, but He was patient, and wanted to tease her before succumbing to release for either one of them. With his other hand He picked up the remote and pressed one of the buttons. The three surrounding walls opened, revealing glass walls. On the other side of the glass were various "scenes" being played out. The sounds being emitted during the play were muffled but audible. In one room, was a young woman chained and stretched as she stood arms and legs wide. She wore a crude blindfold, and high heels, but nothing else. Another woman was on her knees in front of her, pleasuring her pussy with her tongue and a large dildo while her "Master" smacked her ass with a paddle. In the next was a young woman on her knees, sucking on one Master, while another took her ass, and none too gently. The one behind her had his fingers buried in her hair, while the one on front had a hold of her head as well, pushing her harder onto his cock. In the last room was a woman on a Sybian. She straddled the large leather contraption while her arms were held in restraints above her head. Her Master fondled and slapped her heavy breasts.

Emily watched from one room to the next, in amazement. She was so distracted by the performances around her, that she didn't notice when Master strapped her arms to leather straps above her head, and her ankles as well. Her legs had enough "give" to them that he was able to turn her knees outward somewhat, in which he restrained as well. He quietly wrapped leather straps around her thighs, tightly, holding them securely.

Master had never confined her to this extent, but she trusted Him; so although she was a little surprised, she felt that He would not hurt her, so she was okay with it. Next He applied a leather strap to her throat, and also crossing her breasts. She could not move at all.

Her eyes wide, she started to protest, but Master placed a finger gently on her lips and said, "Shhhh, it's okay... You know I wouldn't hurt you, and I will protect you right?"

She nodded nervously, as well as she could. Her movements were extremely confined.

"Do you like what you see pet?" He asked softly.

"Yes Master." She replied softly and looked at His eyes.

"I will not blindfold you, because I want to see your reaction, and also I want you to see what is going on. I also want to hear you." He responded to her.

He again picked up the remote and pushed another button. The door opened and a young woman stepped inside carrying a tray. She was tall and blond. Emily's first reaction of her was that she was all "tits and legs". The woman wore a black leather g-string, high heels and a mask. Emily knew the mask was to procure that she remained without an identity. She was what she was, technically, in the world that was this place; she was a body, no more, no less. On the tray were various items, for Master's use. There were vibrators of varying sizes, and also Emily noticed a small whip, or flogger. It had numerous "strings" of leather. Master had never used anything like this on her before.

"I want you to know pet, that you have no choice what will happen, but, I can assure you that no one will fuck you, no one will be in your mouth, as your mouth is mine, and most importantly, you will not cum. Do you understand?" He said calmly and matter-of-factly.

She nervously responded, "Yes, Master." Master took a few items from the tray and the woman backed up to the wall and lowered her head.

Master lowered His head and tasted her sweet wetness. He sucked her a little, and then a little rougher. She cried out under His touch and His cock throbbed. He pressed yet another button on the remote and two men walked in the door. They appeared that they were Dominants, and from the look of the front of their pants, were very aroused. Emily was nervous and excited at the same time. Surely the people in the "rooms" could see her, just as she could see them, and now, there were people actually in the room with them. Master knew what limits He could take her to, but He knew how to push that limit as well. He would not however, go too far, and allow any harm to come to her. Master settled himself next to her, as if to show His prowess, and also ownership of her. Emily looked around and the "scenes" were continuing in the rooms around them. Her eyes darted back to the others in their room as the two men got close to her and began touching her. While they pawed and groped at her body, Master placed a vibrator inside her and turned it on. The men pinched her, squeezed her, as they clearly enjoyed her captive status and almost frightened state. She said no, but since that was not a safe word, it carried no substance, but seemed to encourage the "assault" even more. As the intensity was heightened on the vibrator, and now a small one placed near her clit, Emily started to pull against the restraints. Her movements were futile, since the confines were so tight, and indeed welts were beginning to form under the tight leather straps. Master knew how aroused she was becoming and also how the "other" side of her was fighting to give way and succumb to the sensations her body was experiencing. When Master sensed that she was becoming too aroused, he would back off.

He withdrew the second vibrator, but left the one inside of her where it was. One of the men dipped his head and tasted the wetness between her thighs. He sucked and bit at her soft folds. She cried out and whimpered. Master noticed a light sheen of perspiration forming over her skin, as she continued to struggle against the restraints. The man suckled and licked her engorged clit as the other teased and pinched her aching nipples. She cried out again and pleaded for them to stop. As her body and mind fought against each other in the onslaught of sensations, and her highly aroused body wanted release, the men switched places. The new man attacked her clit like a hungry animal. The other, instead of touching her tender nipples, decided it would be more intriguing to place his fingers inside her, next to the pounding vibrations of the vibrator, and "fuck" her with his fingers. Emily groaned deeply.

"Remember, you have to fight it pet, DON'T cum!" Master said to her.

As her body writhed and churned, Master picked up the flogger and dragged it over her body. The fear that he had seen glimpses of earlier had disappeared; to be replaced by animal lust. He could see the hunger burning in her, and the ache of the release that her body so desperately needed. When he could see her release trying to begin, he sharply cracked the leather strands over her breasts, making her aching nipples sting. The welts rose almost immediately and she growled. Master told the men to back off, and they reluctantly did so. Emily tried to arch and buck under her restraints, do anything so she could cum.

"Pleassseeeee Master, let me cum!!!" she pleaded, "Pleassseee..."

In response, he snapped the flogger over her cunt, and she whimpered, growled and cried out, all at the same time. The men had turned their attention to the woman with the tray, and Emily was all but crying for the aching need that she needed and wanted.

Master said, "It's time to go my pet..." and he began to untie the leather straps. He withdrew the vibrator, and finished with the last of the restraints. He pulled her into His arms and held her shaking body.

"I want to cum Master, please..." she panted breathlessly.

"Oh you will pet, and then some..." He said with a chuckle. He could see the welts and marks on her body, seemingly all over, from the leather, but she didn't seem to care, in fact, she seemed proud of them.

Her dress was torn, so she couldn't cover herself to leave. Master picked it up and slid it on her as well as possible, and then placed His leather jacket on her. They left the room, and she could barely walk. He held His arm around her and they got on the elevator platform. When the elevator stopped and they got off, the door attendant asked if wither of them wanted a bottle of water. Master took two, and they headed to the door.

The cool night air was somewhat refreshing as they stepped out of the warehouse and headed for the waiting cab. Master gave the hotel address to the driver and they left. When they had gotten inside the cab, Emily took a long hard drink of the water. She finished more than half of the bottle. Emily remembered that the trip to get to the warehouse had taken about 20 minutes. She then wantonly straddled her Master and placed her hands on the ceiling of the car. Master yanked open the jacket and what was left of her dress and squeezed her tender breasts. She threw her head back and groaned. The driver almost veered off the road. His fingers penetrated her sore and aching cunt and she cried out again. He sucked on her nipples roughly while his fingers (three of them) pounded and surged inside her soaking pussy. She was breathing heavily, as was He, and when she was close yet again, He stopped. Again she growled. She was like an animal in heat and was starving for Him to take her. He grinned at her in response.

When they arrived back at the hotel, Master paid the driver double the fare, and they got out of the car. Emily again wrapped the torn dress and the jacket around her and they headed to the elevator. She had taken off her shoes as well. When they got on, there was an older couple, very elegantly dressed, waiting there. The gentleman dropped his jaw when he saw Emily's disheveled state and the woman simply stared. The man's attention was then averted to Master, and he looked at Him in envy. The woman looked at Emily in a disgusted manner and Emily simply stared back at her and lifted her chin defiantly, in as much to say,you have no idea...When the elevator stopped at their floor, they both left, laughing. They hurried to the room as Master slid the card into the lock.

When Master and Emily stepped into the room, they found it dimly lit and ready for the evening. Turn down service no doubt. Master pressed Emily against the door roughly and yanked the clothes open again as she let the jacket slip to the floor. What was left of the dress was now shreds as he ripped it from her body. He kissed her so hard it likely bruised her mouth. She sucked his mouth and tongue deeply, as if to coax His tongue to fuck her mouth. She began pulling at His trousers, wanting Him, needing Him to be naked as she was. She slipped His shirt over His head and His trousers fell, as did His boxers. She dropped to her knees and began sucking Him; her hungry mouth milking and stroking Him madly. As much as He wanted to fill her hungry mouth, He wanted to violate her body more. He let her suck Him for a bit more, and then grabbed her by the hair. He pushed her forward, so she was on all fours and got behind her. He slapped the inside of her thighs with the back of His hand and she spread her legs wider; so wide she struggled to hold herself up. She placed her cheek against the floor and placed her ass ready for Him. Clever Master that He was, he had slipped the "toys" from the cellar in the pocket of His jacket, and He then pulled them out. He slapped her ass, harder than she ever remembered Him slapping her. She groaned like a true bitch in heat.

"Does my nasty pet want to cum for her Master?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes Master..." she replied, her voice almost inaudible. Again He slapped her ass, even harder. So hard in fact, it made her scream.

"What was that bitch? I didn't hear you..." he growled at her. "Does my nasty cunt enjoy having strange men suck her tasty clit?"

"YES Master!" she shouted, PLEASEEEEEEE."

"Please what my nasty bitch..."he sneered at her. His cock pounding and dripping so hard, He wanted to tear her apart.

"PLEASEEEEEEEEEE! I'm begging You Master, PLEASSEEEE FUCK ME!!!!!!!!" Her voice was a growl. Master had never heard her get to this degree of hunger before. "Tell me what you want cunt...TELL ME!" He shouted at her, His strong voice booming through the room.

Her body was shaking now and he could see the tension in her, coiled and ready to strike. She was breathing in labored pants, almost as if she were "possessed." They have never had a "scene" that deep before, and it wasn't over yet. His cock was so engorged and ready it was painful. All He knew was when He let loose in her, she would certainly be sore. He felt as though He would cum buckets. She raised herself slightly, to brace her hands, and raise her ass a bit more. He felt her press backwards slightly.

Breathlessly she growled, "Your dirty fucking whore needs to be pounded Master; filled, taken, abused like only a cunt worthy of You can be..."

He placed one vibrator on her clit, turned it on all the way, and slid the other one inside her dripping pussy. Her thighs were soaked; her juices were running down her legs. He slid the device in and out of her a few times, and felt that she would cum soon. He slid the vibrator out of her again, and poised the head of His cock at her pulsing opening. Her hand replaced His with the smaller vibrator and He grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled.

"Tell me bitch...tell me..."

" OH GOD MASTER!!!"she screamed,"FUCK ME HARD AND TAKE MY ASS!!!!!!"

Using the fistful of hair as leverage, He slid into her pussy, all the way in, until their bodies met. Her tight wetness sucking Him, milking Him, begging to be abused. He slid the vibrator, which was wet from her juices, into her ass and turned it on with His thumb. That was all it took. He started to ride her, so hard it even hurt Him! Faster and faster, harder and harder, she exploded on Him. He could feel her juices flowing from her, as He felt His own release coming as well. The vibrations from both vibrators, her pounding, His pounding, and the screaming/groaning that she was doing, pulled His release from deep within Him. The orgasm hit Him so hard the He felt as though He were paralyzed, or would pass out. He didn't know which, and didn't really care. Over and over it turned Him, shaking Him, so much so, He growled right along with her. Although it overtook Him so intensely, He didn't want it to end. When it subsided, He just wanted to collapse; it had exhausted Him. Emily had settled back onto the floor and was breathing heavily. She was trembling. When He leaned over to kiss her cheek and see if she was okay, He found her crying.

"Are you okay pet?" He asked softly and kissed her cheek.

"Yes Master, I'm fine. It was just really intense and I am very happy." She said in a whisper.

He lay next to her for a few minutes, holding and stroking her. He knew she was very tired but asked if she would like a bath.

"Yes, that would be wonderful..." she replied, "Will You join me?"

"Of course pet" he said with a chuckle and headed for the bathroom to start the tub.

When He returned, he asked, "anything else pet?" She looked up at Him and smiled.

"After our bath? Can I cum again?" He laughed out loud and took her hand to help her up. They headed for the bath...

The light in the huge bathroom had a dimmer, which was a nice touch. When Master snapped on the switch, He turned the lights on low. It made a very nice ambiance in the room. Emily turned on the water and sat on the edge of the tub. Her Master scrutinized the welts that had risen and also the bruises that were forming as a result of the encounter they had earlier in the evening.

"Are you sure you are okay pet?" He asked gently, stroking her cheek.

"Yes Master, I am fine. Did I please You tonight?" she replied as she looked at Him and smiled.

"Oh yes pet, very much so..." He said gently and brushed her forehead with His lips.

"Well then I am proud to have them. In fact, the soreness I feel serves as a reminder that I pleased You well. That is what I want." She said with a smile. The way she looked at Him told Him that she was telling the truth.

Master got in the tub first and motioned Emily to get in and lay next to Him. She got in gingerly, as her abrasions tingled a bit when the very warm water hit them. She lowered herself in front of Him and rested her back against His chest. She laid her head against his shoulder and released a deep sigh. Master pushed the button for the jets in the tub and the motor began to whirr. They both simply sat back and relaxed. Neither one needed to say a word. Emily was so content she was practically purring. After a few minutes, she sat upright and looked over her shoulder at her Master. He grinned and winked at her and she smiled and blushed. He grabbed a thick, lush washcloth and soap and started to wash her. Her hair was wet, and streamed over her shoulders like wet silk. She moaned as His hands ran over her shoulders. When He finished her back and arms, she moved a bit and turned around to face Him. She was resting on her legs. He continued bathing her, and she picked up His free hand and kissed His fingertips and then began to suck His fingers; all while looking Him directly in the eye.