The Master Chef-Good Clean Fun

"Come, Slave."

I didn't have a chance to resist. I cried out as it hit me, and I was nearly hanging from the ropes when I was done. "Oooh thank you," I finally managed to pant out. My pussy clenched around the toy as it continued to push me, making me squirm. "Siiiiir..." I heard Master stand back up, and I shuddered another orgasm at his command.

Suddenly my ponytail was grabbed, and my head was pulled back. Startled, I yelped. "You worried me, Slave." I bit my lip, trying not to moan as his other hand played with my nipples again. "I kept calling, you never answered. Not once."

I squirmed. He did not sound angry...but I definitely heard the worry strain his voice. "I'm sorry sir..." I started, but he pulled a little firmer, forcing me quiet.

"You still don't call me by my name." He leaned forward and bit my nipple, making me jump again. "You are here to be punished, Slave. Do you understand that?"

I nodded, trying not to shake. "Y-yes...Master." My hair was released, and a moment later my hands followed.

"Hold yourself up." Trembling, I held onto the doorframe. My shirt and bra were finally pulled completely off, leaving me bare aside from my boots. I waited, holding my breath for his next order.

Instead, his hands grabbed mine, pulling them up to his chest. "Take it off," he instructed. Surprised, my fingers traced the silky fabric. It felt like mine, with buttons or something lining it all the way down. He corrected my fingers, helping position them. "Rip it off."

I did. I ripped the fabric apart, hearing snaps pop open. I made a mental note to get my own snap up shirt...no more ruined clothes. Before I could reflect on this, Master guided me around and pushed me over a chair. Soft fabric dug into my hips and I waited for his instructions. Instead, my boots were removed and my ankles were quickly bound. Not with soft, silky ties like before...

The realization clicked as he chuckled. "You wanted cables, right?" The electronic cables tightened around my ankles, binding each foot separately to the chair legs.

"Yes," I breathed. Just like my other fantasy, something I had written but never tried. And here I was, experiencing it.

"Tell me why." He kept working, bending me over and pulling my hands forward to bind. He worked quickly, and soon I was unable to move at all.

My heart quickened. "I like being tied up Master. With anything you want to use." I arched my back as he traced his fingers over my bare skin, moaning softly. "I feel naughty when you tie me up."

Master turned on my toy, and I let my head fall forward submissively. Another orgasm was quickly approaching. Suddenly my hair was pulled again. "Really quick," I heard Master murmur, and my blindfold was ripped off. I blinked in the sudden light, and saw myself bound and bent over in front of a mirror.

My eyes widened in surprise, and before I could say anything the blindfold was replaced. "Good little Slave," I heard, and my ass was smacked loudly. I flinched.

"Thank you Master," I moaned. I was rewarded with another smack, this time not his hand. I recognized the feel of the little flogger biting into my skin, and I yelped. "Oh!" I was spanked with the flogger for several minutes, some blows harder than others which made me squirm and cry out over and over.

I winced when the leather strips hit my pussy next. The vibrator kept buzzing, and with the flogger I was ready to collapse. "Please, oh please Master," I begged, but immediately both stopped their ministrations, and I was left in silence.

My hair was pulled again, Master's hands directing me. "Take it," he murmured, and I felt him push against my lips. I opened them quickly, trying to stretch and take him in my mouth. My bound hands and ankles made it hard to move, and I struggled.

Master moved closer and filled my mouth completely. I moaned thankfully. He tasted wonderful, and I took my time exploring his length. He was salty, and I moaned again. I loved that taste, and I eagerly sucked and licked his hard cock. Master held my hair firmly, directing me, and suddenly thrust deep down my throat. I nearly gagged, but did my best to keep him there.

Master groaned as I reflexively swallowed. I realized what he was doing...a moment passed, and I felt my need for air rise quickly. But this time I couldn't tap him in warning...I was at his complete mercy.

I whimpered and licked around him, hoping he would like it. I was seeing stars by the time Master withdrew, and I found myself gasping for air. "Good girl." My vibrator was yanked out of me and without a second to process, he was deep inside me.

"OOH FUCK!" I tensed as he grabbed my hips, pounding into me. Master drove deeper and harder than usual, and I loved it. After all the punishment, this was very worth it. I couldn't move to meet his thrusts, so I just moaned and took what he gave me.

Master reached past me and grabbed the end of my tie. He yanked it back, forcing my head to tilt up as a result. "Do you understand how worried you made your Master?" I gasped as he thrust hard to punctuate the question.

"Yes Master!"

He pulled my tie harder, making it hard to breathe. "You understand your punishment is far from being over, right?" I felt myself tense, my body ready to burst.

"Yes Master!" My fists were clenched as he fucked me. "Please Master, may I please come?" My words tumbled out of me, and I prayed he wouldn't punish me by withholding my release. I needed it, right now.

He was kind though. "Come," he commanded, and I broke as he thrust again. My body trembled hard, and as soon as he released my tie I fell forward, gasping for air.

My vibrator was returned, roughly fillling me after he pulled away, and I groaned at the slight pain. Master kept moving, untying my wrists and loosening the cables until I was free. He pulled me off the chair and once again we were moving. Quickly I found myself bent over a mattress, feet spread much further apart and bound again, this time with the familiar ties. My arms were twisted behind my back and tied.

"You have disobeyed me, Slave." My toy buzzed to life and I arched on the bed, groaning through clenched teeth. "You forgot my orders last week. You didn't call. And you did not answer your phone tonight. You worried me." The flogger lashed out and hit me. "You deserve your punishment, don't you?"

I whimpered. "I'm so sorry Master. My phone..." Another lash made me yelp, and I trembled. "I didn't have signal driving out here. I am sorry I made you worry." I was hit again, and again, each hit a mix of pain and immense pleasure as he used more force.

He dropped the flogger on the bed and pulled my hair back. "Say it again."

I moaned, feeling him right behind me. "I am sorry Master!" His hand fell down to my pussy, feeling how soaked I was around my active toy. I moaned louder as he began rubbing me.

Master released my hair and moved his hand to the toy in my ass. I groaned loudly as he pulled on it, letting the largest bead start to slide out. "Oh God sir!" He pushed it back in and out quickly, listening to my cries. "Y-yes!"

Suddenly he stopped. My ankles and hands were untied and I was left bending over the mattress, breathing hard. My vibrator stopped, leaving me at the edge, but I didn't dare complain. I could only hope for what was coming to happen soon.

I felt the bed dip in front of me, and my ponytail was grabbed again. I whimpered as he yanked on my hair, urging me to climb onto the mattress quickly. Another sharp tug pulled me forward, my head down to his cock. "Suck it," he ordered, and I did. My vibrator buzzed on and off as I pleasured him, and I tried without much success to ignore it.

Finally he let go of my hair. "Take out your toy." With a soft pop, I pulled my mouth off his hard length.

"Which one, sir?" I blushed, then corrected myself. "Master?" My hair was tugged again, forcing my face up, and I groaned at how it made me feel.

"This one." He pulled on the antennae of the vibrator, and I finished the job, quickly sliding it out with a soft whimper. I hoped he would let go of my hair, but instead he seized my tie also. Master's grip on both was firm. "Get on. Now."

I straddled him quickly, resting my hands on his chest for support. His cock teased me, waiting, and I slid onto it. "Aah..." He filled me up quickly, and I paused, panting. Oh God!

Master did not let me rest for long. He rocked his hips, and I followed his lead, rolling my own to meet him. My hair was soon released, messily waving around my face as I rode my Master. His strong arm wrapped around my back instead, holding me firmly in place.

I felt it coming, almost immediately. "Oh God, Master may I...please!" I held onto his shoulders, nearly digging my fingers into him. He answered and thrust into me from underneath, nearly pushing me off the mattress. His free hand circled around my throat, squeezing lightly. "Oh shit!"

I came hard. After a few moments, Master tugged on my tie, bringing me down to rest on his chest. I complied, feeling my pussy contract around him. "Th-thanks," I murmured, slowly rocking my hips. He only grunted, thrusting into me harder.

I tensed up, sensing his urgency to continue. I moaned in his ear, tangling my arms around his shoulders as he wrapped around my back and waist. He grabbed my chin and pulled me to him, kissing me hard. My tie was pulled behind my back, forcing my head to tilt backward.

His breath was hot against my throat, and I moaned appreciatively as we kept moving. "Why am I punishing you?" he nearly growled. I gasped as he tugged on my tie.

"I forgot my toy last week. And I didn't get your calls today." I groaned as he pushed me back up, fucking me hard. "I'm sorry Master, so sorry. OH!" I felt his hand reach around me and play with my little silicone toy, pumping it into me in time with his cock. "I deserve my punishment Master!"

He groaned under me. "Damn right!" He reached up and smacked my left breast, then my right, making me wince. The pain was soon forgotten though when he reached between us and started rubbing my clit quickly. I grabbed his hand, urging him wordlessly to continue.

"Oh fuck, Master!" I whimpered. I was ready to come again, and I wanted him there too. "Please sir, Master I want you to come inside. Please!" My hips rolled faster, and I could barely hold myself up. "Please, I earned it!"

He was groaning louder, and once more his arms wrapped around my lower back. Master pulled me deeper onto him, making me gasp and squirm. "Ah..." he started, and I increased my efforts. "There!" He finally gasped, and he came inside me.

I fell over on his chest, breathing hard. "Thank you, thank you..." I groaned. I rested my face against his shoulder, trying to control my breathing. Master waited patiently, his own breathing ragged.

"Good girl," he repeated, hands moving lightly over my back. I nuzzled his shoulder in reply. "But I still have more punishments for you." I groaned as he spanked me. "Later."

My blindfold was pulled off, and I finally got another look at my Master. He grinned up at me. "It's going to be a long weekend for you." I nearly purred as he started rocking against me again. Oh yes, it was going to be a very, very long weekend indeed.

~*~*~

I stretched out in my chair restlessly. Our morning was off to a slow (albeit relaxing) start. I woke up shivering--thanks to the impromptu fun after dinner last night, and my lack of clothing as a result--and woke Master up by trying to warm up next to him. We talked for a while, then decided to show me around the city and get breakfast. After some delicious donuts, we were now running errands. Which led to some of the most improvised fun I've had in a while.

I looked around the room of washers and dryers. A couple sat in the far corner, reading as their laundry finished. I had no problem helping with laundry, especially when it meant more rest time between punishments. And so, we rested, quietly, at the laundromat.

It was strangely relaxing. The soft whirring of the machines, the sunlight streaming in through the windows...it was perfect for a quiet Saturday morning. I gazed over at Master as he loaded the dryer with the last of his clothes. He looked relaxed, focused.

He shut the door and started the machine, then strode over to sit by me. He glanced over at the other couple. "We should put on a little show for them," he grinned, and I slapped his arm playfully. "What? It'd make their morning a little better."

I rolled my eyes and curled into my chair. "I don't show off for other people. Just you." I stuck out my tongue and squeaked when he gave me a look.

Master let my remark slide, and again his attention turned to the room. "Not an ideal spot anyway. Too many cameras." He nodded up in the corners, and I followed his gaze.

"Yeah...no cameras," I agreed.

He kept looking. "And the windows...you wouldn't want to show off for the people outside either, would you?" I glanced behind me. The windows were nearly floor to ceiling, and while the town was not really busy at this time, the thought still made me shiver.

"No windows. No cameras." I gazed over at the couple, who was now folding their newly dried laundry. "No couples watching, either."

Master frowned, almost pouting, and I snuggled against him. "You can have me any way you want in the hotel," I murmured softly, kissing his neck. When he didn't reply, I shrugged. "Only other place here is the bathroom. Sexy, right?"

I pulled away and rested my legs over his. His hand dropped to my jean-clad knee, rubbing it slowly. "You have much punishment to still receive, Slave," he murmured in a low voice. I blushed, remembering. After everything he put me through last night...I still had my entire list of misdeeds and incomplete orders to make up.

"Yes, sir." He looked at me sharply, his brow raised in amusement. "I mean, yes, Master." The man grinned and tousled his soft brown hair under his hat.

"Don't forget it," he warned. I stuck my tongue out again, earning a soft slap on my knee.

We talked quietly for the next few minutes, usually broken up by teasing and giggling. I couldn't help but smile at the older man. He was in an uncharacteristically playful mood, and I was really warming up to it. He was going to be lots of fun when we returned to the hotel.

I grabbed his hat and wore it playfully. "You like being my Master, sir?" I turned back to the man, watching his eyes flash amusedly. "Am I fun enough for you?"

He just smiled. "Get up and we'll see." I must have looked confused, because he motioned over his shoulder. "It's empty." He nodded toward the dryer. "And we still have ten minutes."

I gazed over. The couple had indeed snuck out at some point in our conversation, and now the only machine going was ours. Eyes wide, I looked back at my Master. "Here?" I squeaked.

His grin got bigger. "Bathroom. Now." I scrambled to my feet and hurried across the floor, getting in the small room in record time. By the time I turned around he was inside as well, shutting the door and latching the small lock. He turned back around, brown eyes flashing. "What are you waiting for?"

His pants were unzipped and his cock stood ready. I wasted no time. On my knees, I drew him into my mouth and sucked, taking him as deep as I could. My Master gasped as I worked, tugging at his pants and moving them out of my way. "Mmm..."

After another minute, he pulled away, lifting me to my feet. "Pants off," he ordered, and I hurried to comply. I barely pushed the tight jeans down my legs when he seized my hair, pushed me against the wall, and slid inside.

I moaned. Master used his grip on my hair to pull me into a kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders. The position wasn't very deep, but it felt tighter, and I knew he felt it too. I broke off the kiss, moaning softly as he thrust inside me. "Oooh!"

Master's hands fell to my hips, pulling me harder against him. I ground against him, helping him thrust deeper. It was all I could do not to cry out louder...it was difficult enough to just stay as quiet as I was. I was positive any minute the door would bang open and we would get caught, and the idea just made me more excited.

I kissed Master again, then pushed him back. "Let me fix..." I started, motioning to my pants. The material was still stuck by my boots, making it hard for my legs to spread for him. He nodded, and I quickly slid them further down my legs. I managed to pull them to the tops of my boots before he couldn't wait any longer.

Master pulled me back up, lifting me into his arms. I rested my knees against his thighs and whimpered when he slid back in. "Good little Slave!" he panted, and I moaned into his shoulder. My arms wrapped around his neck, trying to stay balanced in his arms, as he fucked me harder. I didn't have time to ask for permission. I came, resting my head against him and trying desperately to control my volume.

As I finished, the man put me back on my feet. "Suck it," he murmured, strained, and I quickly dropped back to my knees. I licked and sucked him hard, bobbing along his cock. I heard him breathing hard.

Finally, he stopped me again. Grabbing my arm, he stood me up and spun me around, now facing the wall. "We don't have long," he warned, and I nodded as he thrust back inside.

Master fucked me against the wall, hands on my hips as I pressed against the cold stone. I was shaking from the effort of staying quiet. "Sir," I moaned softly, and he pulled my hair back firmly, cutting me off with a kiss. I groaned into his mouth, and came again.

He pulled out almost instantly, making me groan. "More later," he promised, sliding his boxers and jeans back up to close. I followed suit, quickly pulling my own panties and jeans in place. Master unlatched the door and quickly looked me over. "Let's see if we have an audience," he muttered, and I blushed.

Quickly, Master opened the door and strode out. The laundromat was still empty, and our dryer was still spinning softly. Master spun to face me, grinning. "You got lucky this time, Slave." He pulled me close and kissed me, holding my lower back tightly.

Just then, the door chimed open, and we broke apart as a young man entered with a basket of dirty clothes. I gazed at my Master. "Lucky indeed."

~*~*~

After our laundry adventure, Master finished my tour of the town. He bought me my own snap up shirt, took me to lunch, and taunted and teased me the rest of the morning.

We got back to the hotel a little before noon. I followed him slowly up the stairs, laughing and joking with him. "I am so tired!" I moaned, waiting patiently for him to unlock the door.

Master only smiled as he ushered me inside. I dropped my purse on the table and fell backwards onto the bed, stretching out. "Nap time!" I proclaimed, closing my eyes. I heard him laugh.

Suddenly, I was pulled up to a sitting position. I pretended to glare, but gave up at the grin on his face. "What do you want?" Master kissed me. When he finally pulled back, I was blushing at how aroused I was. "Cheater," I muttered.

Master grinned wider. "Ever heard of a nooner?" I furrowed my brow, drawing a blank. Finally, I sighed, shaking my head. I thought the man's face would split with the large grin adorning his face. "Then get undressed so I can show you."

I stripped as quickly as I could, unzipping my boots and tossing them to the side. My pants were trickier, but I managed to slip them and my sweater off before he was done. My gray panties and lace bra were left, and I waited for instructions.

Dropping his own pants, he gazed at me. "Very nice. But I want them gone." His fingers reached behind me and unhooked my bra, letting it fall off my chest. I leaned back and lifted my hips, helping him guide my panties off and drop them to the floor.