By : Criticalmass
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Synopsis: The slave girl is going to be taken to her first party with her mistress. This is a firsthand account narrated by the girl.
My mistress promised me to take me to a special party on the day I would turn 18, and today is that day. I am 5′ 7″ tall and have a figure of 34D-28-38. I am fair and have long hair. I had met my mistress on my summer vacation 2 months ago. In the last 2 months we have developed a special bonding and trust.
The party was late in the night; Mistress would come to prepare me for the party. I have to be ready by 5:00 PM and wait for her as per the instruction she left for me along with the box of things yesterday.
As instructed, I opened the envelope and read the instructions at 4:00 PM.
I was to shave my pussy with extra care. My body did not require waxing. I was treated by full electrolysis the same week I met my mistress, except for my pussy. My Mistress likes to remind me of what I am to her by making me shave my pussy as and when she wished.
I removed my skirt, pulled of my top and unhooked my bra. I was not allowed to wear panty unless Mistress wanted me to. I trimmed my pussy hair with a scissor and then lathered it up with a brush and cream. Using a razor I shaved very carefully to remove every hair. No stub was to be visible. I applied the after shave lotion as instructed and there was a stinging pain for some time.
I was to take a hot water shower, which I took. Then I was to apply the milk based body lotion on to every inch of my skin till it absorbs fully.
The box contained a small medium sized vibrating butt plug. I put some lube on it, bent and placed one hand on my bed. With the other hand I pushed the tip of the lube tube to my ass hole and pressed the tube to fill some lube in there. Then I placed the tip of the butt plug and pushed it. With a little pressure I managed to puss it into my ass hole.
Next in the box was a vibrating dildo. It did not require any lube as my pussy became wet while putting in the butt plug. I placed it on the chair and sat on it as it was a medium sized one. It slowly entered me inch by inch. Finally it was in and I could feel it and the butt plug pushing against each other.
Surprisingly, I was not to turn on the dildo and but plug, jut to leave it in my holes.
Next I was instructed to go to the take the box with remaining things to the front room and kneel on the carpet 6 feet away from the front door, facing away from it. I kneeled as instructed
I was to take out the 24 inch knee spreader and spread my knees by strapping it just below my knees. When I finished strapping and locking it I felt a fresh wave of wetness in my pussy. The key to locks is only with my mistress.
Next in the box was something that I had not seen before. There were 2 long rods welded at right angles like an X. On the 4 ends of the rods was one cuff each. Each cuff was about 12 inches away from each other. I was to place 2 cuff that’s on the same side on to my ankles and lock, such that the other 2 cuffs are above the ankles. My wrists will go into them. But before I put my wrist in them and lock I have one more instruction to follow.
I was to open the vial of oil in the box and spread it nice sly on my both the breast. Thereafter I am to rub some oil on and around my pussy and ass hole, with special attention to the clit.
Once I complete that, I close the vial and keep it in the box. After I complete my next step there is no turning back. As the clock strikes 5:00 PM, I place my hands behind me into the top 2 cuffs and pull on a string designed to lock it onto my wrist. I hear a click, then the second click.
The second click suddenly put a strange feeling into me. I felt so vulnerable, and there was a mixed feeling of pleasure and fear. I felt the wetness in my pussy increasing.
I was now kneeling on the carpet completely nude, just 6 feet away from the main door, facing away from it. My hands and ankles cuffed and placed about 12 inches from each other. A vibrating dildo and butt plug inside me but not in switched off mode. And my knees spread 24 inches. I was told to sit this way and not allowed to move or turn my head, come what may. Else the punishment would be very severe.
I was ready as instructed at 5:00 PM, but my mistress had not told me when she would arrive. I was told not to have any clock in the front room so that I cannot have any idea about the passage of time. My eternal wait for my Mistress started.
In a little while I started feeling an itching around my pussy, it started spreading and in a short while I felt an intense itching and tingling sensation all over my pussy, clit and asshole. Soon the itching and tingling started on my breasts. Soon it was becoming unbearable and there was nothing I could do about it. The itching kept my mind occupied for some time. But I had lost track of time.
Suddenly I heard someone at the door. I think my mistress has arrived. But why is she fiddling with the lock. She has a key to my front door. The fiddling with the lock continues. I think it went on for about 5 minutes.
Then I hear a click and the door opening. I wanted to turn back and look who it is, but feared. If it was my mistress I would be severely punished. So out of the fear I kept straight. Could it be an intruder? Oh my god, the intruder will find me like this on the floor. I was weak with fear.
I heard the footsteps stop. I wonder, if the intruder is surprised or is admiring my nude body. All of a sudden something is pulled over my head and it becomes dark. I can’t see anything.
I hear the foot step move into my bedroom. I hear some rummaging. The intruder is going through my stuff. I am afraid that the intruder might find my collection of toys. What would happen if my toys are found? I don’t know if this is scaring me or giving me pleasure. My heart starts beating faster.
I hear the footsteps coming back. The intruder kneels behind me. I feel a knife at my neck. I am terrified. The intruder makes a threatening sound but does not speak. I nod my head to indicate that I agree not to make a sound and not to move, and the knife is removed and the thing covering my head is removed
A gloved hand holds my chin and another holds my head and makes me bend my head parallel to ground. Then I see a gloved hand with a contact lens ready to be inserted into my eyes. The finger with the lens approaches my eyes and places it. I close my eyes and blink to adjust. Immediately the second contact lens is bought to my other eye and placed properly. I blink my eyes a few times and try to adjust.
I suddenly remember the contact lenses. It was custom ordered by my mistress. The intruder would have found it on my desk. It was a special lens; I had seen it when it arrived, it looked like the eyes of a cat seen in the dark. My mistress had not tried it on me yet. With the lens in my eye everything was dark, very dark and brownish. Everything seemed out of focus and distorted. It was impossible for me to see or make out what was in front of me. I panicked.
The intruder had now made me blind for all practical reasons by placing that lens. The intruder moved in front of me, all I could see through the lens was a shadow.
The gloved hands played with my breast a little. It teased my nipples simultaneously. Then I felt a sudden pain in my nipples. The intruder had found my toys, an in them the nipple clamps. I feared, not just the nipple clamps, but about what else the intruder might have found. The intruder toyed with my clamps a bit. Then I felt the intruder attaching something to each of my nipple clamps. I was wondering what he is up to. I feel a hand on my back pushing me making me bend forward. The intruder fiddles with whatever is attached to my nipple clamp and with the spreader bar.
Next I feel the intruder tying my hair into a pony tail adding something to it. From the way it fell on my back it seems like a rope. I feel a tug on my pony tail. I react by straightening back. There is more pull on the pony tail along with a hand on my shoulder pulling me back. I understand that the intruder wants me to sit back straight. So I straighten my body. I suddenly feel a painful tug on my nipples. And want to bend back. But the intruder had already pulled on the rope tied to my pony tail. I could not bend back and there was a constant tight pull on my nipple.
The pull on my nipples felt to be created by an elastic string, the other end of which the intruder would have attached to the spreader bar. I wondered why the nipple clamps are not detaching, as there is a little oil on my nipples, it should slip away. It was when I concentrated on the feeling in my nipple that I realized. The intruder did not attach the first end of the elastic to the nipple clamps, but they were attached to the small thick bars in my nipples.
It felt like a tight loop was formed around the nipple behind the nipple bar and the clamps were before the nipple bar. I was now sure that I cannot escape the pull on my nipples even accidentally.
I felt the intruder tying the rope in my ponytail to the X of the ankle and wrist cuff. There was a constant pull in my hair. I bent a bit to ease the pull on my nipples and it increased the pull on my head. I realized that the rope tied to my hair was also elastic. Now I can bend backward to ease the pain in my neck and increase the pain in my breast and nipples, or bent forward and ease pain in nipples but increase strain in neck.
I could lift my ankles a bit to ease pain in both places, but first of all the intruder had made sure that there is not enough slack for that. Also with my hands also cuffed into the same X, it would be difficult. Plus if I fall, there would be no way to be back in my instructed position. I would be seriously punished if my mistress found me in any other position.
It stuck me like a sudden thunder bolt. What if the intruder is not my mistress and what if this intruder is not sent by my mistress. Mistress would find me like this and would be very angry, she would punish me.
My heart started beating harder. I heard the footsteps again behind me. The intruder was pouring something over my shoulders and back, and on my breasts in ample quantity. It felt like oil. The intruder’s gloved hand started rubbing the oil all over my body except for my lower legs. The hands spread the oil on every inch of my skin between my neck and middle thigh. The aroma seemed familiar. Then I realized that it was the oil from the vial, the intruder has emptied the rest of the oil on me and is now rubbing it into my skin, with more attention to pussy, ass hole and breasts. As the hands rubs and massages my breast, the pull on my nipple becomes maddening.
The intruder stopped rubbing on my skin. I heard footsteps going into the bedroom again. There was sound of the intruder going through my things again. I wondered what will be found and used on me next. The intruder came back to me. Then I saw some flashes, through the dark contact lenses, along with clicking sound. The intruder was clicking my pictures.
The flashes were not bright for my eyes because of contact lenses. From the sound of the camera I could make out that the intruder was taking my pictures from every angle. I think some very close-ups were also taken, probably of my breast, nipples pussy ass and face. I was now very scared. Who is this intruder? Why the pictures? Where will the pictures go?
A ball gag was suddenly pushed into my face and strapped behind my head; I could still breathe through it that means there was a hole in the ball. I wondered why the hole is there. Then the intruder attached something to the ball gag, I could tell because there was a push on the ball. Then I heard some sound. Then a very small stream of water flowed into my mouth through the gag.
The intruder switched on the butt plug and the dildo in my holes and it started vibrating very slowly. Then it felt like intruder was doing something else between my legs and more toward the place below my pussy and ass, I heard something being placed there, but did not feel anything. I wondered what the intruder did.
Then I heard the footsteps going away toward my front door. The door opened and then closed. The intruder was gone. I was all alone again. Should I be happy? Should I be sad? Should I be afraid? I did not know.
The oil that was applied on my body started to itch like before, this time it was my entire torso. The tingling and itching was increasing and was stronger where ever there was tender skin like pussy and ass hole and nipples. My nipples were stretched with elastic tied to the spreader bar and my hair tied to my ankle cuffs. The dildo in my pussy was humming away on a low teasing note and the butt plug humming its own tune. I was definitely in a fix, literally.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I did not realize that there was a new aroma, like lemon grass. Yes it was lemon grass and there was some heat near my pussy and asshole other than the itching and tingling sensation. The heat was increasing. To my horror I related the aroma and the heat. The intruder had placed a lit an Aroma Tea-Candle under my ass between my legs, the kind that comes in very flat round aluminum cups.
It has a very small flame and hence does not have a lot of heat. But even the small heat will become intolerable as the time passes, and these candles burn for a very long time like about 2 hours or more.
To escape from the increasing heat from candle, I lifted my ass, only to increase the puss on my nipple and my head. I soon realized that I will have to lift my ass a bit, and arch my back pushing my hips to the front and bend my head a bit back. Now it would be very difficult to hold this position for a long time, as my legs start paining, and so does my nipples. So I bend a bit forward. A little while later my head and neck starts paining. So I sit firmly with my ass on my leg, after a while the heat from candle starts burning my ass and pussy. So I have to lift myself a bit. And the cycle continues.
I was thankful for the water as otherwise I would have started feeling thirsty. But after having the desired amount of water I realized that the water did not stop and was still flowing in from the gag. I had to keep on drinking it to avoid chocking. The water flow was small so it was manageable.
I lost track of time completely. I don’t know how many hours might have passed. I had to keep on changing my positions and unwillingly torture my various body parts. And the vibrators inside my holes were on a very low setting, so it kept me in a constant arousal.
Soon I realized one more thing; I was drinking water continuously and slowly. I needed to pee, the pressure in my bladder started increasing. But I cannot pee here, besides ruining my carpet, I will make my mistress angry.
Now I realized what a slow torture the intruder has put me into. I will have to endure all this till my mistress arrives and frees me.. The effects of the torture were increasing, or my strength to endure them was decreasing. I did not understand which one was happening to me. But I was afraid if I would be able to hold on till my mistress comes.
I soon also realized that this entire think is making me think about my body; I can think and feel about every inch of my body. It’s a wonderful yet a painful experience. I want to continue experiencing it, at the same time I wish it would end. My body was now playing games with my mind.
I was startled by the sound of the door opening; I could hear my mistress talking to someone on her phone. After about 5 minutes she kept the phone. She circled me once, probably looking at me and evaluating me and my position. Without a word I hear her footsteps going toward the bedroom. The putdown something on the table, I guess a box.
She came back to me. She sat behind me and untied my hair. It was a good relief. Next the removed my nipple clamps. Then she freed my nipples from the elastic that were stretching them. As the blood rushed back to my nipples, it was a sudden pain, but then it was a relief. Mistress also removed my ball gag after stopping the water.
My hand and ankle was still in cuffs along with the wrists. My knees were still spread with the spreader bar. And the candle was still under my ass, slowly heating me from beneath. And the vibrators were buzzing away slow. My mistress continued to massage my breasts from behind using both her hands.
I was surprised and wondering why my mistress did not react even though I was in a situation that was more extreme than what I had seen in her instructions. But given my state of arousal, I was in no mental state to think too much about it.
Mistress continued massaging my breast and occasionally teasing my clit. Mistress put her hands under me and removed the candle and increased the speed of the vibrators. My arousal was increasing. Just as I was about to climax, mistress removed her hand from my breast and clit. Mistress whispered in my ear – “A slave has no right to cum before her mistress does”. With that she got up and came and stood before me and pressed her pussy to my face.
I put my tongue out and started licking her pussy. The aroma of her pussy was very intoxicating to me, I was feeling elated. Mistress spread her pussy lips and asked me to take the clit between my lips and suck it in. Mistress told me to keep her clit between my lips and tease it with my tongue. Mistress told me to suck and lick on it like a baby suck on its mother’s nipple for drinking milk. Mistress is holding both her hands on the back of my head, pressing my face into her pussy. I suck and lick her pussy like in a trance. I can feel that she is about to orgasm because she is now pushing my face harder into her pussy. Then she has her orgasm. As she cum, she pushes my head even harder into her pussy and I can feel her pussy juice all over my face. Then my mistress leaves my head and falls back into the couch behind her.
After a little while, mistress gets up from the couch and comes to me and frees my hands and ankles. The spreader bar is still attached is not removed. Mistress switches off the dildo in my pussy and removes it. Then my mistress removes the spreader bar. I am told that the butt plug will remain for some more time. While saying that, mistress increases the speed of the vibrating plug. The vibration is strong enough to arouse me, but not strong enough to bring me to an orgasm.
Mistress asked me if I wanted to pee, my bladder was so full that I nodded yes. Mistress took my hand and I followed her. I was lead to the bathroom and made to sit on the toilet seat. Mistress told me that I cannot pee till she told me. Mistress put her hand beneath me and increased the speed of the butt plug vibrator to full, and started massaging my clit. Soon I was aroused, very aroused. I wanted to pee as much as I wanted to cum.
But I had no permission to pee. Just as I was about to reach my climax, my mistress shouted to me to pee. I had an intense orgasm and at the same time I peed. I was not sure if the intense pleasure I felt was due to the orgasm I had or was it due to the release of the pressure in my bladder, but there was and intense wave of pleasure in my pussy and my entire body.
My mistress told me that she was very happy that I followed every single instruction correctly, that is why she allowed me to pee and gave me a nice orgasm. Mistress added that she knew I would follow every detail of instruction; still she had doubts if I would light the candle and keep it under my ass. Mistress also complemented about the contact lens I am wearing, mistress says it looks good on me.
I was surprised and confused. I did follow her instruction, but the rest of the things were not a part of her instruction. Then why is she happy instead of being angry at me. Well she said she had doubts about the candle and complemented about the lens. It means that the rest of the things were also her instruction, but then it was not there in the envelope I had. So where was that instruction? Who was the intruder, was it her? Was it someone else? If the intruder was not her then how did the intruder know the instruction? What about the nude and bound pictures of me? Who has it? Is it in wrong hands, if yes then I am finished? These thoughts were giving me shivers at the same time I was having a strange sweet pleasure between my legs thinking about it.
There is one more thing that’s troubling me. I can’t ask my mistress, one because I cannot speak without permission. Even if I seek permission and ask her, mistress would get to know that I did not do all the things myself and she would be very angry and punish me.
I wonder if I would ever know what really happened!!!
Next part: Going to party with my mistress – The Dressing up ( Comming soon )
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