i had carefully prepared for Him. Bathed with the scented oils, my hair drawn back and tied in a tail as per His instructions. i had placed myself mid-bed as i was told. Arms raised, outstretched above my head, my back arched, thighs wide. i had laid my head to the mattress nervously, knowing just how exposed i was and fearing that the wrong person might walk through the door... i waited... listening to every sound. An hour to wait...

It seemed an eternity before i heard the doorknob turn and quiet footsteps padded across the room. i waited to hear His familiar voice... but nothing. My body tensed as i could feel the heat from the body standing close. No scent to tell me if this were He, Master of my body, heart and mind, come to take me or if it were a stranger who had mistakenly come through the door. My mind raced, my body ached and yet i dare not move.....just in case.

i felt the leather stroke down my spine....a gloved finger traced over each link down to my tailbone and then stopped. i heard the movement but could not recognize the sounds. i gasped as one finger invaded my already wet sex. My head raised sharply, but sternly, briskly a hand went to the back of my head and pushed my face back to the bed. Was this Master? Could it be? And if it were...why had He not spoken to me? i heard myself whimper aloud...the unknowing making the air thick, my heart race.

The hand held tight to the back of my neck...another came to slip over my eyes the the unfamiliar blindfold. i flailed my arms and felt a knee come to the middle of my back and i lay still knowing if i did not i might not move again. My neck was released and both hands worked to tie my wrists and bind them to the bed. Too late to escape, not seeing the intruder, i grit my teeth and await his next move.

i felt the bands go round my upper legs one at a time. i heard a snap and a click and listened hard for all my ears could strain to hear. i felt the tug to my neck as a collar was slipped around it and heard the chain as it was clipped on. i heard the doorknob again, the slam against the frame, then all fell silent. i fought to hear more, held there in the darkness, but seemed to be left alone with my own thoughts and fears.

No movement. None. My body becoming cramped, i raised my back slightly and felt the tautness from my legs to my neck. What restraint was this that it should hold me tight? Had Master sent another? Would He allow strange hands to treat me so? i felt dizzy and ill to my stomach. The want that was for Him replaced by something much more dark.

i began to pull at my bindings....moving myself as far up the bed as i could. i struggled to keep from having the chain on the collar pull my head under and was careful to keep my balance. If i could allow myself the slack i might be able to untie my wrists and free myself. i edged up to the pillows and began to work at the rope..until hands came out of no where, dragging me down the bed and back into my previous position. i had been tricked into believing i was alone again. No doubt i had supplied the intruder with amusement.

i felt the fingers push open my cunt and the hand press as deeply within me as it could and i cursed and screamed out as it twisted to gain access. Then teeth bit into the soft flesh of my ass. i jolted as they seemed to tear at my flesh. i took a deep breath....the teeth let off.....i screamed again and hard into my ass they dug. Whoever it was wanted me silent and if i were not, then the bite would be the punishment. i lay whimpering on the bed, tears welling in my eyes as the hand worked it's way into my cunt, burying itself to my core. i was shamed at my own arousal. How could i respond so to this stranger? Where was Master to make this stop?

My head was swimming. My body's betrayal became apparent as the wetness became more. i dare not scream or i would bare the mark of this stranger deeper in my flesh and the thought sickened me. i lay still, allowing him whatever pleasure, hoping that Master would understand when He arrived. i sobbed aloud as the hand pulled from me my juices, my heart longing only for His touch. It seemed to go on forever, the thrusting filling me but i stayed still, quiet and hopeful it would end soon. i felt his tongue brazenly streak my hip and i revolted and pulled away from the contact.

"Is My use of your flesh so distasteful to you my sweet that you would be disgusted by my touch?" Those words....that voice! i arched my body in disbelief to listen again. "Answer me slut!" the voice demanded. i couldn't believe it...it couldn't be so. "no Master", i slowly responded as i lowered my head again to the bed in shame. "Then stay still My bitch...I'm not finished with you yet". The devilish smile had invaded His speech and i could tell He was amused at my distress to this point.