"Oh yes," his smirk went from naughty to evil, sending a great chill down her spine. "Now, lay down."
Quickly obeying, Mandy laid down on the bed, awaiting what punishment was to come. Justin grinned & pulled the cart to the bottom of the bed, his eyes roaming over her vulnerable body. "Hmm�what shall I do first?" he questioned, rubbing the fuzz on his chin. "Ooo, I know just what to do." As Mandy watched him, he uncovered the cart, revealing an assortment of items he was planning to use on her. "Now, be a good girl & stand up."
"Okay�" she did as she had been told.
"Now, undress & lay face down on the bed with your arms to your side."
"Alright�" Doing as she was told, Mandy stripped herself & laid face down on the bed with her arms to her sides.
"Good girl."
Mandy closed her eyes as she felt her ankles being bonded together by what felt like a leather strap. She felt a hand softly rub up her leg as the bed shifted. Soon she felt soft kisses traveling up her leg, stopping before they reached her ass. Two firm hands rubbed her sides softly before the bed shifted again, Justin's familiar warmth pressing against her side as she felt her wrists being brought up above her head, then cuffed together. A few tugs & twists at her wrists made her curious. When the bed shifted again, Justin's presence left her side. Taking her chance, she quickly looked up at her wrists to see the cuffs had been tied to the bedpost, she quickly looking down in hopes that Justin didn't catch her peeking. "I'm sure you're curious, aren't you my pet?" he sexy voice chuckled.
"Yes, I am."
"Good, I'm not going to be telling you anything I do, got it?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Justin smirked as he rubbed his hands together, his eyes sliding between Mandy's vulnerable body & the cart of goodies he stood behind. His eyes froze on the bowl of ice cubes. Picking one from the bowl, Justin kneeled beside Mandy on the bed & placed the ice cube between his fingers & lowered it to the sensitive spot between her shoulder blades, lightly touching her skin, the coldness making her inhale sharply, gooseflesh rising. "Cold baby?" he purred, slowly rubbing the ice cube along her spine, her body giving a small quivering reaction. He slowly rubbed the ice cube over her back until it had melted, then leaned down above her, supporting himself with his hands on either side of her back, then starting at the small of her back, kissed up the center of her back, his warm tongue darting out to tease her cold flesh. Mandy moaned softly, shivering slightly. "Did you enjoy that my pet?" he purred softly into her ear.
"No, that was evil," she answered.
"Good, that means you liked it," he grinned & sat up, taking his shirt off, tossing it to the floor. "Now, what shall I do next?" he thought out loud. "Oh I know just the thing," he grinned as he snapped his fingers, making her mind go spinning to try & figure out what to expect from this kinky, dominant man who had her bound to the bed, making her vulnerable to him. Justin stood up from the bed & walked over to the cart, picking up a small whip & set it at the foot of the bed, standing at the head of the bed. "Hmm�"
"What?"
"Stomach or back?"
"Huh?"
"Choose one. Stomach or back?"
"Um, may I ask for what?"
"No, now, choose."
"Stomach."
"Back it is."
"What? But I-"
"I know what you said, but I'm going by the opposite."
"What are you going to do?"
"I told you earlier my pet, I'm not telling you anything I plan on doing."
Mandy sighed, wondering what he had planned for her next punishment.
Walking to the foot of the bed, Justin picked up the whip & sat on the bed by Mandy's hip, one leg tucked under the other. "Now my pet, we're going to play a small, short game, understood?"
"What kind of game?"
"I ask a question, you answer truthfully & if I think you're lying," he lightly hit her ass with the leather straps of the whip, making her gasp softly. "Well�you get the idea?"
"Yes."
"Good. Now, first question�" he started, moving the leather straps of the whip slowly along her back. "Why were you dancing so closely with Chris tonight?"
"I didn't mean to dance so close�But his hands were on my hips, I couldn't pull away."
"Alright. I'll believe it�"
By now, the soft feeling of the leather straps gliding along her back was oddly enough turning her on. "Next question?"
"His hand, it went lower than your hip, correct?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you push him away?"
"I didn't want to hurt his feelings." The feel of the leather straps of the whip slapping her ass made her cringe. "I'm telling the truth," she swore, only to feel the whip sting her ass again.
"I think you're lying. Now tell me the truth."
"But I am!"
"Do you swear?"
"Yes."
"Swear on us."
"Yes!"
"Alright my pet," he spoke softly, his hand, no longer holding the whip, softly rubbed her reddened ass cheek.
"Next question?"
"How come you couldn't wait for me to get back from the bathroom to ask for permission?"
"He asked me as you left."
"Alright my pet. Now I have one more question."
"What's the question?"
"Would you ever cheat on me?"
"No. Of course not."
"Do you swear?"
"Yes."
"On us?"
"Yes."
"Good. Are you ready for the rest of your punishment?"
"Yes."
"Good girl."
Mandy felt the bed shift again as Justin got off of the bed. Walking over to the cart, he set down the whip & picked up the key to the handcuffs, then paused, a wry grin forming on his face. "Oh Mandy," he grinned, walking to the head of the bed.
"Yes Justin?"
"If I let you go under one condition, would you behave?"
"Yes."
"Then you'll jack me off & still follow my every command after?"
"Yes."
"Good. You know doing otherwise would result in a good spanking, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Good."
She watched as he untied the ropes from the handcuffs binding her wrists then unlocked the cuffs, freeing her arms. She felt a slight more relief when she saw her ankles freed from the leather strap he had confined her ankles with earlier in the punishment.
"Now, be a good girl & stand up so that I may lay down." He grinned as she quickly obeyed, allowing him to lay down after he had taken off his pants & boxers, letting them lay on the floor.
"What is it you wish me to do?"
"I want you to jack off my cock then�"
His voice to her seemed to trail off, though she still heard her instructions, as she let her eyes wander his body. After all, had he said to pay close attention? Had he said to look him in the eye? No. Her hungry eyes took in first, his shaved head that was showing slight signs of curling growth. So soft looking, & tempting it was hard for her to hold a resistance of not touching the silk curls. Next his facial features. Those hypnotizing blue eyes, his perfect nose, perfect cheekbone setting, then the little tuft of fuzz that lay resting on his chin. Her eyes continued further down those chiseled abs all girls would do anything to rake their nails over, tracer small patterns on. Soon her eyes landed on his treasure trail that led down to the patch of brunette-sandy blonde curls above his well-endowed cock. A prize piece of eleven inches in length & three inches in width, that any girl would love to lose her virginity to. This was indeed the ideal lover. Her release of wild passion at night. She was brought back to the world by his voice asking if she understood her instructions. "Yes."
"Good. Now, do as you've been told," he purred.
She kneeled on the edge of the bed & slowly wrapped her fingers around his pulsing erection & proceeded to pump her hand on his cock, eliciting a low moan from his throat as his eyes slipped close. She let her eyes take a brief roam of his body before landing them on the sight of her hand, pumping on his long, thick cock, pleasuring him as he began thrusting slightly into her hand, moaning softly at the same time. �Do you like that?�
�Yes,� he moaned, his hands slightly gripping the sheets.
She continued pumping her hand on his cock a little faster, tightening her grip as well, yet not enough to bring pain to him, making him moan again.
�Oh my pet, that feels so good,� he moaned as his hips thrust up again, �Keep doing it.�
�As you wish,� she grinned, pumping her hand faster. She grinned more as his hips thrust up again, his cock giving a small quiver, pulsing in her hand.
�Oh my pet,� Justin moaned, his hands gripping the sheets. His rigid cock pulsing in Mandy�s skillful hand, was almost too much for him to handle. But his experience in control enabled him to hold back the painful release in his cock.
Part 3