Friday evening with Mistress and Bondage

Here’s the scene Mistress and I shared last Friday evening. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did experiencing it.

It began like any ordinary night; Mistress and I had just retired to our bedroom to change into more comfortable attire. She donned a black satin corset with matching stockings, garter, black stilettos, and her preferred arm-length satin gloves. Next, she pinned her hair up in a tight bun and wrapped a silk scarf snugly around her neck (a detail that turned us both on; Mistress rarely goes without a neck scarf). I was dressed only in my black leather collar—which I hardly ever remove—and matching wrist and ankle cuffs of the same material (standard home attire for me). Mistress clipped a leash to my collar and led me from the bedroom down to the playroom.

Once there, she unfastened my wrist cuffs and laced me into a snug-fitting leather arm-binder (one of my favorite ways to be restrained). Once I was secure, she blindfolded me with a leather piece and ball-gaged me. She then attached the end of the arm-binder to one of the ceiling chains and bent me back into a strappado position. After securing that, she fastened my ankle cuffs and began sucking on each nipple. She went back and forth for what felt like an eternity (I was soaked). Then, Mistress clamped nipple clamps onto my sensitive nipples while pulling on the chain with one hand and fingering her clit with the other. I moaned through my gag, knowing it drove her wild (she loves hearing me vocalize while gaged).

She paused for a few minutes before returning to squirt cold lube over my rear and circling my hole with her finger before plunging in deep. I screamed as best I could around the gag. Next thing I knew, Mistress inserted a butt plug into my ass. She continued working on my backside and lower back, making me moan louder with every strike. By the time she stopped, I felt like I was about to explode.

I heard her flogger hit the floor just before Mistress shoved her strap-on deep into my wet, aching pussy. She began fucking me slowly, then increased the pace rapidly. Through my gag, I begged for permission to cum, but Mistress denied it. She kept going until she finally climaxed (using the double-ended strap-on), yet still withheld release from me. She continued until I could bear no more and granted me permission at last. I came hard and fast while Mistress kept moving with her strap-on.

Eventually, she pulled out and slowly began unbinding me, starting with removing the butt plug and nipple clamps. Once that was done, she took off the arm-binder and helped me sit up so she could rub my shoulders. She reattached my wrist cuffs in front of me, removed the blindfold, and guided me to the couch. While I sat there, she cleaned up, then returned to hold me until I finally came down from the high. She pulled her gag around her neck and kissed me.

That marked the end of our scene. Afterward, we went back to the bedroom where she tied me to the bed for the night (which I adore). I have many more stories coming if you enjoyed this one.