PART 1 (of many?)
I am kept in a man cave by my mistress.
I have never met her, but her voice is familliar. The mistress never comes to see her myself, but she usually sends minions, or some kind of sex toy and instructions on how I am to use it. One time
I awake after a nap, to find a young woman in my cave.
She is slim, a bit taller than average, brunette, glasses.
She has been left tied in an old office chair on wheels; one leg was attached with a leather strap/belt, the other was free; another strap held her arms and torso to the chair, her hands were free; she was wearing a blouse and a skirt.
She was awake when I woke up. I was sleeping naked.
As I noticed her, my cock stirred.
She noticed that.
"Hi", she said. "Mistress said to do whatever you want.", she added quickly.
"Hello," I replied, eyeing the shape in her blouse.
My cave had a half that was an unenclosed shower. Kinda of just jets on two walls that pointed towards each other, and a large square tile area with enough slope that the water doesn't go everywhere. The rest of the floor is
a warm wood.
I stepped into the shower and turned on a jet.
"What should I call you?" I asked as I washed.
"Julie", she replied.
"Come here Julie.", she wheeled herself over. I turned her so her left side faced me, and kneeled down on an plastic air-filled pillow next to her.
"Wash my cock, please." I squirted some soap on my cock.
I brushed her hair out her face.
The spray was messing up her do, but not that fast.
"You are pretty," I murmurred as she stroked me harder and longer.
"You look smart too. Smart is sexy to me. Tell me... should I untie you from the chair? Should I tie you somewhere else? "
She was about to answer, but as she opened her mouth I kissed her. One hand grabbed the back of her head, the other fondled her breast. Did she
have a bra? I thought not.
The blouse got wet. My hand squeezed her breast. I needed/kneaded it. Her nipple got hard in my hand.
"Does the mistress permit you such enjoyment?" I asked between kisses as I fondled her, moving my hand to her other breast.
"Oh, no. Oh. Please. Don't tell. " with a renewed focus on my cock, and a frown on her face she concentrated on something and her nipple drouped
again.
"What amazing control you have. But aren't you here for my pleasure?" I queried. My right hand ceased ruffling her hair, and reached down.
I repositioned her cock hand to my scrotum, and then found her left knee, the one not restrained.
I tugged it gently to part her legs. "Yes sir.", catching her breath, and looking me in the eye. "Anything you want. If you wish to stand I could suck you for as long as you want!", she offered.
"That would be nice. You shall have a chance, but later. The mistress permits me endless amounts of pleasure... but she does not permit me to orgasm. If I fail, and let one out, she forces more pleasure. ", I explain in a whisper.
"Making your nipple hard gives me great pleasure.", I say.
Julie dared to give me a little smile. My right hand slid up her thigh. She caught her breath as she realized what other things might give me pleasure. Her hand had never left my cock, it reached between my legs, stroking me from anus to tip, and then back again.
I kissed her again, and then undid the belts holding her to the chair. She stood as I stood, her hand never leaving my cock. Her clothes got wet. I poured soap down the front of blouse, pulling her against me. "Turn around."
She did. Picking up a belt, I tied her arms above her head, around a shower head (there was more than one shower head). Standing behind her, pressing my still soapy cock against her ass -- her dress might not survive -- I reached
around her with both hands and unbuttoned her blouse. I added soap, everywhere. At her waist, I found the tie to her skirt, and she was soon free of that. It was of a pleasant satin, and I hung it up to dry for later. I reached down to rub see what kind of panties she had.
They were rubber. I tried to remove them, but failed.
"How do these come off?" I asked Julie.
"Please, sir, they do not. Mistress does not permit play down there. A woman sews me into a new pair each day, and then with a hair dryer, the rubber shrinks. "
This was the most original and nefarious use of heat-shrinkable tubing, a common material in an electronics lab.
I rubbed poor Julie's ass. I got down on my knees and tried to bite the rubber. I spooned behind her. I soaped her some more, and tried to get some soap into her chasity belt. I realized that the mistress was using it as much as a chasity belt for me.... and she was so willing. I was very hard.
I had seldom ever shot my load without something firm around my cock. The mistress took advantage of that...
I had planned to penetrate her standing, soapy and silky.
The mistress had previously sent several pairs of vixens to my cave to seduce me, tieing me up while standing, or to a massage table, and fucking me. But, they were just training me, they would also leave me unsatiated, and exhausted I'd fall asleep, only to wake up in a wet spot on the bed.
I untied Julie, removed her blouse, and I turned her around, and tied her up again, her arms down, each one bound lightly to one of the mid-body shower jets. I kissed her, sucked her nipples, and enjoyed her lovely body. She kept offering to suck me, but I declined. I turned off the water, and turned on the heat lamp, and soon the only wet spot was her mouth, and her now exceedingly hard nipples.
My boner pressed against her, and I bent myself down so that I slipped between her legs. I began to pump harder. My hands alternated between her breasts and her ass. Her lips never left mine. I came all over her
ass. I caught her smiling as I untied her.
"What next sir?', she asked.
(continued...)
