Sylvia submits | free bondage story | mistress, vibrator, leather

It was a combination of the two signs that had intrigued Sylvia since moving to Northgate. The large sign in red letters 'Restraints' was enough to give the young teen pause, she had been fingering herself to orgasm reading bondage stories on the internet since she was fourteen. Now, two days past her eighteenth birthday, she was finally able to enter the shop, passing by the small sign on the whitewashed door that read 'No one under 18 allowed'. Her long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail the green eyed girl stood at the door. As she pushed it open she was surprised to find a narrow dark staircase leading to the second floor. Tentatively she climbed the stairs her anticipation of what lay at the top overcoming her fear of the dark stairs.

Sylvia's jaw dropped as she reached the top and turned to enter the shop proper. A large array of bondage gear lay before her, leather, latex and metal all arranged in neat rows. Seemingly of it's own accord her hand moved to touch a leather strap, feeling the soft material and wondering at it's use.

"Excuse me Miss."

The voice startled Sylvia, she gasped and spun around. A lovely, black haired woman of about twenty-five stood smiling at her from only a couple of feet.

"Oh my God," Sylvia exclaimed. "You scared the shit out of me."

"I'm sorry Miss," the woman replied. "I didn't mean to frighten you. However little girls are not allowed in here. Didn't you see the sign out front?"

Sylvia licked her lips before replying. "I am eighteen!" she huffed, "Not some little girl as you said."

She reached into the back pocket of her tight denim shorts to pull out her Driver's License. Handing it to the woman, Sylvia stood fidgeting as the woman compared the photo with the vision before her. Satisfied the she handed the license back to Sylvia, her hand brushing against the young teens hand as she did so.

"Well Sylvia Clark, I'm Kim," she introduced herself. "Is there something in particular I can help you find?"

"Um, no. I was just curious, that's all," Sylvia replied. "Is it okay for me to look around?"

"Sure. Let me know if you need any help or have any questions," Kim replied, returning to her place at the small counter.

Sylvia was certain the woman, Kim, was watching her as she looked at the various items. The shop had a large variety of gear, most of which she had no idea what it was used for. As she turned the corner to the next isle she looked back and confirmed that Kim was indeed watching her. The smile on Kim's face spread when Sylvia looked, the wink she gave causing butterflies in the girl's stomach. In the back corner she found a heavy looking wooden stock, it's cross member notched to accept neck and wrists. Unable to help herself, she placed her arms and neck on the fur lined notches. A shiver ran through her, she giggled and stood up. Turning she once more let out a startled squeak when she saw that Kim could see her from the counter and had watched her.

"Would you like to try it for real?" the woman asked with a smile.

Sylvia could feel the blush on her face, yet the thrill of actually being secured in the stock was tempting.

"I don't know," she replied, biting her lower lip.

"Come on, Sweetheart. It's perfectly safe and I'll let you go as soon as you ask," Kim answered, making her way over to the girl. Sylvia had not seen her flip the switch that locked the front door preventing unwanted interruptions.

As Kim took her wrists Sylvia felt the same tingle in her loins as she did when reading about naughty girls being disciplined. Obediently she placed her neck in the middle notch as Kim settled her wrists in their place. She almost pulled out at the last second as Kim lowered the top half into place.

Kneeling in front of her captive, Kim kissed the girl on the forehead. "See it's not so bad. Would you like me to let you go now?"

"No, not yet," she whispered. She could feel her pussy getting wetter at the thought of being unable to resist whatever this beautiful woman wanted. "It feels so strange. Knowing that you could leave me like this for hours and abuse me is making me hot," she confessed.

Kim reached up to trace her finger along Sylvia's lips. "Would you like me to leave you like this for hours and do nasty things to your sweet body?"

"I," Sylvia paused. "I'm not sure. I've never done anything like this, but the thought is so kinky."

"Well I can't leave you tied up too long anyway." Kim leaned forward to kiss Sylvia on her lips.

A thrill went through her body and she opened her mouth to Kim's probing tongue. A moan escaped her lips when Kim broke the kiss and pulled away. Kim stood up, running her hand through Sylvia's hair as she stepped around to the other side of the stocks. Sylvia could feel the woman's hand as it moved slowly over her tee-shirt, the fingers just brushing the side of her breast. She was sure her wetness had soaked through her panties and shorts before Kim's hand reached the waistband. She didn't even realize that she raised her ass to press harder against Kim's hand as she rubbed it across her denim shorts.

"Are you wearing a bra Sylvia?" Kim asked as her hand touched the side of the girl's other breast.

"No. I didn't think I would need one today and it was so warm outside," she replied.

"Shall I release you now or shall I rub your titties? Kim asked.

The thought of letting a woman touch her thrilled Sylvia. It was one of her secret fantasies, yet the thought came to her that she could be caught at any moment. Confused she said nothing while trying to sort out her thoughts.

"Well? Shall I release you?" Kim asked, letting her hand slide lower down the girl's tit.

"I don't know. What if someone comes in?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. I locked the door," Kim answered. "We're safe from prying eyes, but I can't leave it locked too long."

Although the door being locked calmed some of her fears, still she wasn't sure if she should allow Kim to play with her tits. Kim solved the dilemma for her by tugging on the hem of her tee-shirt.

"Just tell me to stop anytime you want," Kim told her as the material bunched up around her shoulders, exposing her sweet young tits to Kim's gaze. "They're lovely. I can see why you don't like wearing a bra."

Sylvia felt her nipples hardening as Kim ran the tip of her fingernail in small circles, getting closer to the tight pink nipple with every circle. Sylvia almost cried out in joy when the finger finally touched the aroused tip.

"Oh God," she cried when Kim closed finger and thumb over the nipple and pulled down. She almost cried out again in frustration when Kim let the nipple go. She wasn't frustrated for long, feeling Kim's hot breath on her skin seconds before her tongue licked it's way around her nipple.

Sylvia was starting to wonder if she was going to have an orgasm just from the touch of Kim's mouth on her breast when a chime sounded and Kim pulled her mouth reluctantly from the girl's tit.

"Shit!" Kim exclaimed, standing up and lifting the top of the stock up off the frustrated girl. "Sorry," she said as Sylvia turned to face her. "There's a customer who wants in and knows we should be open."

"Okay," Sylvia replied. "You have no idea how close I was to cumming though."

"You had best straighten out your top before the customer comes up," Kim said with a flick of her fingers across Sylvia's tits. "Maybe we could play some more after the shop closes at Seven. Can you hang around for a couple hours?"

"I might be able to," Sylvia replied as she pulled down her top and Kim headed over to unlock the door.

A older man walked in looking from Kim to Sylvia with a knowing smile. Sylvia felt his eyes burning into her as they settled on her chest with the nipples poking out the front of her tee-shirt.

"I'm here for some custom leather items," he said addressing Kim. "The name is MacGruder."

"Ah yes, Mr. MacGruder," Kim replied. "Sylvia will you help me in the back with this fine gentleman's package?"

Kim didn't wait for Sylvia to answer, grabbing her wrist and leading her into the back room. Kim's mouth found Sylvia's as soon as she turned to protest the rough treatment. Kim broke the kiss and motioned her deeper into the storeroom.

"MacGruder's a pig. I couldn't leave you out there with him," she explained. "Here help me with this stuff."

She started loading a variety of leather articles into a box. Sylvia picked up a hood that had a zipper across the mouth and a cover secured by snap fittings over the eye holes. Holding the hood by the ring in the top she began coiling the laces up, placing them inside the hood.

"This looks scary," she said. "Do women really submit to this stuff being used on them?"

Taking the hood from Sylvia, Kim placed it in the box before replying. "You let me lock you in the stocks," she said. "You admitted that it turned you on. Hell your nipples are still rock hard." Kim's hand moved from the box to Sylvia's chest, rubbing the girl's hard nipple through the material. "You stay here. I'll be back in a few minutes."

She watched Kim carry the box out of the storeroom before moving. Looking around she could see that this was as much a work room as storage. In one area wood was stacked up near a menacing looking saw. As she wandered around her left hand found it's way to her pussy. She was standing in front of a leather covered bench when she heard a doorbell and turned back to the front moments before Kim reentered the room.

"Hey, how does this one work?" she asked sitting on the bench and placing her feet on one of the four brackets that extended from the legs.

"Oh you like that one?" Kim asked walking over to join her. "Move to the other end and straddle it," she instructed. Sylvia moved to the other end, finding that her knees fit onto the extensions as Kim stood with legs spread over the other end facing her. "Two rules for me to let you try this one. One, I'll probably be quite busy until closing and won't have much opportunity to release you. Is that okay?" Sylvia nodded her head in consent, the thought of actually being trapped exciting her even more. "Rule two, you have to be naked. So prove that you really want it by stripping off those clothes."

Sylvia stripped off her tee-shirt then stood. She slipped off her shoes then unsnapped her shorts, pulling them to the floor. Standing in her white lace panties she hesitated, her fingers gripping the waistband the fear of the unknown asserting itself.

"You have a lovely body," Kim said. "Do it or put your clothes on and go home."

"Please Kim can't I leave my panties on?" she asked.

"No. I want you naked or I'm not going to let you play with my toys," she replied, giving the girl a pout. "Come on it's only the two of us and you know how excited it's going to make you."

Sylvia let her desire win out and slowly lowered her panties. She noticed Kim licking her lips as she stood back up. Kim motioned her back onto the bench with a crooked finger. Sylvia felt the cool leather touching her skin as she straddled the device. Kim leaned forward to kiss the hesitant teen, her tongue tracing the girl's lips. She broke the kiss and stepped over the bench.

"Come on lay flat on your belly," she instructed, patting the bench.

Sylvia leaned forward, setting her knees on one set of brackets and her arms on the other. Kim whispered that it was perfect and kneeled down to secure her wrists. She kissed back when Kim kissed her again raising herself up to follow the woman's mouth as she stood. Kim just giggled and moved behind the girl. She twisted to watch as Kim secured first one ankle and thigh then the other to opposite sides of the bench. It wasn't until Kim blew a light breath along her inner thigh and the air cooled her wet pussy that she realized just how exposed this position made her.

"Having fun so far?" Kim asked.

"Yes," she replied, wiggling her body on the bench and feeling the leather rub against her clit.

"One more thing, I think. Lift up," Kim instructed.

Sylvia lifted her belly and felt Kim place a soft leather covered pillow between her belly and the bench. When she let herself back down she found her clit no longer contacted the bench.

"Oh that's mean," she cried softly as Kim placed a final strap around her waist, pulling her body securely down onto the bench.

"Shall I let you go now?" Kim asked, "This may be your only opportunity for a couple of hours."

"I'm fine," she answered. "Just pull out that pillow so I can get off. Please."

"Ugh-uh. I want you hot and frustrated for me," Kim replied.

"Oh you're mean," Sylvia cried softly as she watched Kim walk to the door.

"Have fun," Kim said as the door closed behind her.

Sylvia looked at the closed door for a few seconds before testing her bonds. She found that the straps on her wrists would allow her to raise her shoulders up slightly, the strap around her waist holding her from reaching full height. Testing the straps around her ankles and thighs she found that at the extreme edge she could just barely touch her clit to the pillow. She struggled against the bonds, trying desperately to get them to stretch just a bit so she could make full contact. The strain of effort dulling the excitement as she rubbed her clit. Exhausted after only a few minutes struggle she collapsed onto the bench, relaxing her muscles and feeling the touch of the leather on her skin.

She was beginning to wonder if Kim had forgotten her when the woman returned. Kim held something in her hand that Sylvia couldn't quite make out. Kim kneeled down in front of her lovely captive, kissing the girl's lips before speaking.

"How are you doing Precious?" she asked.

"Terrible," Sylvia replied. "I need to cum so badly and I can't."

"Awe, poor baby. Are you so frustrated that you would do anything if I let you cum?"

"Yes. Please I need it so bad," Sylvia replied, straining at the bonds to reach Kim's lips.

Kim stood up and walked around to Sylvia's rear. The girl twisting to watch as the woman's hand played along her naked body. She sucked in a breath when Kim reached between her legs to run her fingers through the warm wet folds of Sylvia's pussy.

"Oh, you are hot and wet," Kim said, letting her finger flick across Sylvia's clit. "You also look like you've been struggling. That's very naughty. I should just untie you and send you home."

"No, please I need to cum," Sylvia begged, straining to press her pussy back into Kim's probing finger.

"Well naughty girl. Can I punish you for struggling in your bonds?" she asked.

"Punish me?" Sylvia asked.

"Yes. Just a few swats on the ass with my hand. Then we can see if you were serious about doing anything if I let you cum."

With that Kim pressed the small butterfly vibrator she had been concealing to Sylvia's pussy. Sylvia went wild with the touch, twisting and moaning as Kim played the vibe across her pussy. Sylvia cried with despair, her pussy aching when Kim removed the vibe.

"Please Kim, don't stop," she cried.

"So can I give you ten nice hard swats for being naughty?"

"Yes! Please anything just let me cum," Sylvia answered, her whole mind focusing on nothing more than the need to cum.

Sylvia felt the fire burn as Kim brought her hand down hard on her ass, causing her to cry out and leaving a pink handprint against the white skin. The second swat landed on her other ass cheek leaving a similar mark and eliciting a louder cry from the girl. Before landing the third swat, Kim reached under the girl and placed the vibrator to her clit. She felt Kim hold it there, moaning in pain and pleasure as the woman continued to spank her. Finished with the spanking she squirmed as Kim fastened the vibrator to her clit, running one strap along her pussy and up her ass crack. She could only struggle slightly at feeling the inert vibrator touching her. Kim returned to kneel in front, holding the remote control up for Sylvia to see.

"You'll do anything to cum?" she asked, turning the vibrator on for a second.

"Yes," Sylvia whispered.

"Will you lick my pussy if I let you cum?"

Another of Sylvia's secret fantasies, she quickly replied, "Yes, anything."

"Hmmmm, let's see." Kim stood and lifted her skirt, revealing to Sylvia a smooth shaved pussy with very prominent lips and a large puffy clit. She pushed her pussy forward to Sylvia's waiting tongue. Sylvia stuck her tongue out and licked the offered pussy, savoring the taste of her first pussy. She felt the vibrator come on, buzzing against her clit as her tongue continued to delve into Kim's honeypot. She whimpered in frustration as Kim shut off the vibe and pulled away.

"I need to get more comfortable," Kim said moving to the side and releasing Sylvia's wristcuff from the bench.

Sylvia watched as Kim pulled her arm back, fastening it to a ring on the waist strap. Kim ran her fingernails across Sylvia's shoulders as she stepped to the other side. With her wrists secured together behind her back, Kim released the waist strap and helped her to sit up. Kim turned the vibrator on again as she straddled the bench, Sylvia arched her back presenting her small tits to Kim's hands as she reached for them. Moaning as Kim took her nipples in hand and began twisting them, Sylvia felt the orgasm building. Kim's mouth covered her own as she screamed out with joy, her body shaking with overwhelming ecstacy.

She collapsed against Kim's shoulder, "Oh God, oh God," repeated as she came down from her orgasm. When she finally lifted her head from Kim, the woman kissed her gently on the lips.

"Ready for a little more?" she asked.

"Yeah," Sylvia replied. "That was so incredible. I don't think I've ever cum so hard."

"Well you still owe me a cum," Kim responded.

"Sure. You're not going to make me use my mouth?"

"Oh, yes little girl."

Kim stood and released the straps holding her thighs and ankles to the bench. She helped Sylvia to stand and led her over to a large chair. She stood still in front of Kim as the woman seated herself, then kneeled when Kim indicated that she should do so.

"Spread your legs," Kim instructed, once more lifting her skirt. "Kiss me. Right here," indicating her inner thigh just to the right of her pussy.

Sylvia stared at the offered pussy, slowly leaning forward. The scent of excited woman filled her nostrils and she felt Kim turn the vibrator on as her lips touched the indicated spot. Kim's hands entwined in her hair and pulled her mouth to the other side for a kiss.

Sylvia knew she was lost when Kim pulled her head back and smiled down at her. At this moment she wanted nothing more that to please this woman, the vibrator buzzing on her clit and the knowledge that she was still helpless sending shivers through her body. As Kim lowered her face, she willingly stuck out her tongue and licked the woman's pussy. Kim gripping her hair guided where she should lick and kiss, grinding her face to pussy. Kim arched her back, pulling Sylvia's mouth tight against her clit. She could feel the woman spasming as she sucked and flicked Kim's clit with her tongue. Kim relaxed in the chair as her orgasm subsided. Sylvia felt the hands removed from her hair as she began sucking and licking Kim's juices from her body. She increased her effort as Kim turned up the speed on the vibrator, feeling a second orgasm ready to course through her body. With her mouth pressed to Kim's pussy, her tongue buried deep she looked up to see Kim once more smiling down at her.

"Did you enjoy that little girl?"

"Yes, very much. Thank you," she answered. "You fulfilled a fantasy."

"Should I release you now? It's getting late."

"How late?"

"A little after Eight and my boyfriend will be home soon," she replied. "Or would you like to stay tied up and let him play with you too."

"No. Please don't let him see me like this," Sylvia replied. "Besides my folks will be worried about me. I told them I would be home before dark and my dad still sees me as his little girl."

Kim laughed softly. "Stand up and turn around little girl," she instructed.

Sylvia did as instructed, feeling Kim's hands as they gripped her ass before she released the cuffs. The vibrator buzzed again as Kim turned it on before removing the strap from her waist and ass. A swat on the ass reminded her she was free and she turned to face Kim once more.

"Thank you," she said. "I mean that, this was incredible."

"You're welcome. Come back anytime," Kim replied. "I loved playing with your body and I can think of lots of other things to do to it. Now I do think you should be going before I decide to keep you."

"Oh, okay."

Sylvia walked over and picked up her clothes, setting them on the bench. Kim followed her and picked up her panties from the pile as she reached for them.

"I'll keep these. If you want them back you have to return tomorrow afternoon for them."

"Really? I can come back?" she asked.

"I would love for you to come back. Maybe we can fulfill another of your fantasies." Kim replied.

Sylvia finished dressing, the material of the shorts feeling strange on her ass without panties. Kim led her to a back staircase and kissed her mouth before opening the door and letting the girl out onto the street.

Sylvia Submits Part II (F/F, cons, bond, spank)

As soon as she woke the following morning, Sylvia knew she had to return to the shop where Kim worked. She had awakened from a dream in which she was tied to a bed, eating Kim's pussy while a unknown man fucked her relentlessly. The alarm clock sounding woke her before she could see his face. With the memory of the dream fresh in her mind, she decided she would submit to whatever Kim demanded of her today.

She got up and prepared for school, carefully shaving her legs and trimming her pubic hair. She picked out the shortest uniform skirt that Saint Augustine's Academy would allow. Today was the last of her finals and the last real day of school. Tomorrow would be spent signing yearbooks and doing the practice for that night's graduation. As she left she told her mom she would be late getting home tonight and not to worry.

Her classes dragged on and it seemed the day would never end. Everything reminded her of what she planned for after class and her panties stayed damp the whole day. As classes ended she hurried out of the school, heading for the shop, eager to once more please Kim. She stopped at the diner on the corner, using the restroom to remove her bra, tying the white uniform blouse below her small breasts.

"Well hello there," Kim said as Sylvia entered the shop. "Don't you look like the sexiest little schoolgirl."

"Thank you Kim," she replied, dropping her bookbag to the floor and spinning around. "I wore this just for you."

"You did?" Kim replied. "So you want more do you?"

"Yes I do," she replied.

"Call me Mistress then."

"Yes Mistress," she responded, feigning a pout and batting her eyes.

"Tell me what you want little girl."

"I want you to tie me up, Mistress."

"Come over here and kneel in front of me," Kim said pointing to the floor in front of her.

Sylvia quickly moved to kneel at Kim's feet. She restrained herself from bending down to kiss the dark haired woman's feet. Kim ran her hands through Sylvia's hair, tipping the girl's head back.

"Will you please me with your mouth if I agree to tie you up, little subby girl?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress," Sylvia said, her mouth watering with desire to taste Kim's pussy.

Sylvia bent forward as Kim lifted her skirt, revealing her naked pussy to the girl's gaze. Sylvia stuck out her tongue and licked the length of Kim's pussy as the older girl took a tiny step forward to settle her pussy on the willing girl's face. Sylvia felt her own juices really start to flow as she flicked her tongue over Kim's clit. Kissing and licking, she savored the taste of pussy. Her hands started rubbing Kim's legs, working their way higher up her thighs. Kim tapped her on the head and tilted her head back by her ponytail.

"Put your hands behind your back," she instructed. "I want you to use just your mouth to get me off."

"Yes Mistress," she replied, complying with Kim's orders.

With her hands clasped behind her back, she returned to licking Kim's pussy. She could feel the juices coating her face and beginning to trail down her chin. Sylvia allowed herself to get lost in the joy of pleasing Kim, her focus on teasing her mistress and hearing the moans coming from above. She barely felt Kim's hands as they gripped her hair, pulling her mouth tight to the woman's pussy. Her only acknowledgment to Kim's orgasm was to increase the speed of her tongue across Kim's clit and her sucking of the fluids flowing freely out of her pussy.

Reluctantly she allowed her mouth to be pulled from Kim's pussy. Standing as Kim pulled her up, gently by the hair. As Kim kissed her lips, the woman's tongue entered her mouth as their lips met.

Breaking the kiss Kim asked, "Did you enjoy that little girl?"

"Yes Mistress," Sylvia replied, as Kim reached down to cup her ass.

"Such a good girl," Kim said, stepping back.

Kim slid her hands up over Sylvia's stomach, the girl trembling slightly as Kim's hands reached her tits. She felt the warmth of the touch through her blouse as Kim flicked her fingers across her nipples. Sylvia closed her eyes and arched her back, presenting her tits to Kim's touch, the sensation sending goose bumps down her spine.

"Let's see those tits," Kim said.

As she reached for the knot in the blouse the door chime sounded and Kim pulled away.

"Shit!" Kim said. "I forgot to lock the damn door. Go in the back room and wait for me, Sylvia."

"Yes Mistress," she replied, kissing Kim then heading for the door to the back room.

Once in the back room, Sylvia slipped off her blouse, hanging it on a shelf support. She rubbed her fingers across her hard nipples, enjoying the sensation as she started to wander through the storeroom once more. Her eyes fell on the bench where she had experienced her first real taste of bondage, the memory giving her chills and making her already soaked pussy even wetter. She resisted the urge to strip off her skirt and panties, to lay naked on the bench once more. Instead she continued to look around, her gaze falling on a set of leather cuffs and a hood laying on the workbench. Did she dare to put them on? Would Kim be mad if she did so with out permission? She picked up one of the cuffs, tentatively placing it around her wrist, not daring to fasten the bright brass buckle.

Picking up the hood she examined it carefully, the eyes surrounded by snaps for a cover, the mouth an oval with no visible way of closing it off. Turning it over she found a hole just above the top of the laces that would be perfect for her ponytail to fit through. Movement by the door caused her to look up to see Kim standing there with a smile on her face.

"Go ahead and put it on if you want Little Girl," she said, picking up Sylvia's blouse and walking over to the girl.

"May I?" Sylvia asked.

"Sure. Remember, I'll let you go anytime you ask."

Sylvia lifted the hood to her head, tilting it forward to slip the black leather over it. Her hands trembled with nervous anticipation as she slid it down, the cool leather caressing her cheeks. Kim moved behind her to slip her long brown hair through the hole.

"How does that feel?" Kim asked.

"A little weird," she replied. "Your voice is muffled and I can hardly see."

"I'm going to pull the laces snug. Let me know if they get to tight or it starts to pinch anywhere."

Sylvia stood there, feeling the hood snug down on her face and head. She didn't even realize she had let her hand stray to the front of her skirt and press in against her pussy until Kim took her wrists, pulling her hands behind her back.

"No playing with yourself, Little Girl," she admonished. After finishing securing the hood, Kim picked up Sylvia's blouse and held it out for her. "Let's put your blouse back on for a while shall we. I have an idea and don't want you too exposed," she said as Sylvia slipped her arms into the sleeves.

Kim pulled the opening over Sylvia's breasts, just covering the nipples but leaving it undone. She then picked up one of the wrist cuffs, holding it out for Sylvia's wrist. Sylvia meekly held out her arm, letting Kim secure first the one then the other wrist. She stood there getting used to the feel of the hood and cuffs while Kim rummaged in a box for something.

"Ah. Here we go," Kim said turning to Sylvia. "This should fit nicely."

Kim returned to Sylvia's side holding a black leather strap in her hand. Sylvia looked at it, trying to figure out what it was. Kim had brought it to her neck before she realized that it was a collar of some kind. Kim kissed the girl on the lips, through the hole in the hood after fastening the collar around her neck.

"Oh, God you look so sexy like that," she said.

"Thank you Mistress," Sylvia replied. "My panties are soaked from just the thought of what you're doing to me."

"Good," Kim responded, sticking out her tongue and tracing it along Sylvia's lips. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Come on," Kim replied, taking Sylvia by the collar and leading her to the front of the store.

Sylvia let herself be led out, standing patiently as Kim unlocked the door to a cell like room to the side of the counter. Kim led her to the center of the cell then turned her around, facing out into the store. She took one of Sylvia's wrists and secured it to a ring on the wall before Sylvia could react.

"Mistress, I don't think I want to do this," she complained. "People will be able to see me."

"That's the idea Little Girl. But there's a curtain I can pull so only special friends can get to look at your body," Kim replied. "Besides, you're still clothed and with the hood no one will recognize you."

"I'm still scared. Please don't let anyone see me," she begged.

"Okay. For now I'll pull the curtain whenever someone comes in," Kim replied as she finished securing the second wrist to the opposite side of the cell.

"Thank you Mistress," Sylvia said, testing the bonds she found herself in.

Kim left the cell, going to the counter then returning with a long white feather. Her smile made Sylvia shiver with anticipation, knowing there was no escape from Kim's attack. Kim started with tracing the tip of the feather horizontally on her neck, along the small strip of bare skin between the hood and the collar. Sylvia giggled and tried to twist away as the feather drifted down between her breasts. The twisting action did nothing to dissuade Kim, only serving to expose Sylvia's nipples to her attack. Kim let Sylvia squirm and twist as the feather tickled her breasts and stomach. Giggling and moaning from the attack, she realized her nipples were rock hard as the feather continued to brush against them. Sylvia could feel the wetness starting to leak down her thighs.

Kim broke off the attack when the door chime indicated a customer. She shut the cell door with a clang, then pulled the curtain closed. A frustrated Sylvia found herself chained in a darkened cell, her breathing coming in shallow gasps as she tried to get it under control.

She could barely hear the voices from the other side of the closed curtain. A man talking to Kim about riding leathers and a custom seat for his hog, amongst other things. Sylvia had just realized that they were talking about motorcycles when the man finished his business and left. Kim returned a minute later, this time holding a small whip in one hand and a bright metal vibrator in the other.

"Are you ready for part two, Little Girl?" she asked.

Sylvia couldn't pull her eyes off the whip, "Please don't hurt me," she replied quietly a slight tremble in her voice.

"It won't hurt too much," Kim replied. "I promise. Just call for 'Mercy' if it get's too intense."

Sylvia tried to watch as Kim ducked under her arm and stepped behind her, the restraints making it difficult. She could feel Kim begin to run the vibrator over her shoulders and down her back. Kim's free hand lifted her skirt from behind. She wiggled her bottom as Kim's hand slid over her panty clad ass, squeezing her asscheeks.

"Naughty girl," Kim said. "Slave girl's don't get to wear panties. I'll have to punish you for that. Bring your legs together and let's get them off."

Sylvia did as she was told, feeling Kim grip her panties and pull them down. She dutifully stepped out of them as they reached the floor. Kim was holding her skirt up with one hand, as she felt the vibrator touch her again. Starting below the knee, Kim slowly brought it up to touch Sylvia's ass. Without being told she spread her legs, giving Kim access to her pussy. Kim teased the vibrator over Sylvia's pussy and ass, making her squirm. She tried to lower herself onto the vibrating toy as Kim ran it over her cunt.

"Not so fast," Kim said pulling the vibrator away. "You still need to be punished. What word do you use if it gets to bad?"

"Mercy, Mistress," Sylvia replied hoping she wouldn't need to use it.

"That's right," Kim replied.

The sting of the whip surprised her, causing Sylvia to yelp in pain. The second blow was lighter and landed just above the first one. Sylvia clamped her mouth shut as the whip landed for a third time, determined not to cry out. She felt the blows landing on her butt and thighs. Kim paused and ordered her to spread her legs as far apart as she could. Fearfully she complied, worried that Kim would start whipping her drenched pussy. Four swats on the inside of each thigh and then another pause.

The vibrator touching the top of her ass crack brought a moan to her lips. She felt the cold metal as Kim moved it down, over her asshole and onto her pussy. The sensation of her burning ass and the vibrator touching her clit surprised her by causing a mild orgasm. She knew it was only a prelude to a much bigger one that was building as Kim slid the smooth vibrating metal into her pussy.

"Damn, always the interruptions," Kim said as the door chimed once again.

Sylvia cried out in frustration as Kim pulled the vibrator from her pussy. "Lock the door Mistress. I was so close," she begged as Kim exited the cell.

Standing in the gloom, Sylvia could feel the wetness on her pussy lips cooling. She dared not bring her legs together in fear of displeasing Kim. The voice from the other side of the curtain this time sounded like a woman's. After few minutes, Kim pulled back the edge of the curtain to look in on her. She tried smiling through the mask, it's mouth hole restricting the movement.

"How are you doing, Little Girl?" Kim asked.

"Frustrated Mistress," Sylvia replied.

"Oh, poor baby. I have a request," Kim said. "One of my dearest friends is here and would like to take a look at you."

"No Mistress. Please don't let anyone else see me," Sylvia replied.

"I won't let her touch you. She just wants a quick peek at your luscious body," Kim responded. "I'll make it worth your while if you let me."

Sylvia was torn, the thought of being seen in this predicament exciting and frightening her at the same time. She decided to trust Kim and nodded her head in consent. Kim pulled the curtain aside to reveal Sylvia to the woman outside the cell. Sylvia almost cried out with renewed fear. The woman standing on the other side of the counter was Mrs. Jensen, one of the English teachers from her school.

"My, my," she said. "Is this one of my girls or did you find the schoolgirl uniform at a thrift shop?

"I think she's one of yours," Kim answered.

"She looks yummy," Mrs. Jensen said. "What did you say her name was?"

"Now Anne, I'm not going to tell you that," Kim answered.

"Well, knowing you it's one of my Seniors. So there isn't any time left for me to molest her at school anyway. I would dearly love to whip those lovely tits though."

Anne Jensen watched Sylvia as Kim unlocked the cell door. She walked up to Sylvia and pinched her nipples. Sylvia resisted the urge to cry out as Kim played with her tits in front of her teacher. Kim smiled at her then returned to the front of the store, pulling the curtain closed behind her. Sylvia relaxed in her bonds, letting out the breath she didn't know she had been holding.

Kim returned a minute later, holding the butterfly vibrator from yesterday's session. "The store's closed and we can have some fun," she said as she kneeled in front of Sylvia. Kim loosened the fasteners on Sylvia's skirt, letting the material slip down her legs. Sylvia watched as Kim lifted the butterfly vibrator to her clit, fastening it around her waist. The buzz of the unit on her body causing her to moan. Kim stood up holding the small whip she had used on Sylvia's ass earlier.

"You like that don't you?" Kim asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Was that one of your teachers?" Kim asked, swinging the whip to softly land on Sylvia's chest.

"Yes, Mistress," Sylvia replied. "Mrs. Jensen, our English teacher."

Kim swung the whip again, "Did you know she was a Dom?"

Sylvia winced in pain before answering, "No Mistress."

Sylvia could feel the heat and pain building as Kim swung the whip lightly several times, working the strands over her breasts. The combined assault on her breasts and the vibrator working her clit caused Sylvia's climax to again take her by surprise. She cried out in a loud scream as the sensations washed over her body. Her legs gave out when Kim swung the whip in an underhand arc, striking her directly on her pussy.

Hanging by her wrists, she slowly became aware that Kim had removed the vibrator and replaced it with her mouth. She struggled to regain her footing, fighting the growing need to cum again. Kim's tongue flicking over her clit brought on a another orgasm before she could reduce the strain on her arms.

"Mercy. Mercy, Mistress," she cried as Kim's onslaught with her tongue caused her legs to give way with yet one more orgasm.

Kim wrapped her arms around Sylvia's hips and lifted her up, helping the girl to regain her footing. She stood up and unhooked Sylvia's wrist from one side of the cell, then released the other side.

"Are you okay?" Kim asked.

"Yes. It was just so intense. I just lost control," Sylvia replied.

Sylvia tasted her own juices on Kim's lips when she brought them down for a kiss. She didn't resist as Kim pulled her arms and locked them behind her back.

"Have you had enough?" Kim asked. "Or would you like to try something else?"

"I want to try something else," she replied. "But I'm so weak I don't know if I could stand it."

Clipping a leash to Sylvia's collar she pulled the girl out of the cell, "Come on. I have a place where you can lay down."

Sylvia followed Kim obediently into the back room. She balked when Kim opened the door to the back hallway.

Kim tugged on the leash, "Come on. It's okay, no one's going to see you."

Sylvia could feel every hair on her body stand up with goose pimples as she stepped into the narrow corridor. Kim stopped in front of a door, producing a key to unlock it. Her eyes grew wide with wonder as she entered the spacious apartment.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, looking around at all the leather furniture.

"My boyfriend, Ted, is very good with leather," Kim explained. "He used to make custom furniture but found more esoteric items paid better."

"Speaking of your boyfriend, he's not going to come home and find me like this?" Sylvia asked. "Is he?"

"No. Ted's out of town until Sunday night for a convention in Las Vegas," Kim replied. "It's just you and me this evening. Come on, I'll show you where you can lay down."

Kim tugged Sylvia's leash and led her into a room filled with more bondage gear. She had Sylvia lay down on a leather covered table, securing her wrists and ankles to straps at the corners. Kim leaned over to suck one of Sylvia's nipples into her mouth, her hand sliding down the girl's stomach to flick over her clit.

"Comfy?" Kim asked.

"Yes," Sylvia replied.

"That should be, yes, Mistress."

"I'm sorry. Yes, Mistress," Sylvia said. "Please forgive me."

"Maybe another few swats on the tits for a punishment."

"Yes, Mistress. If you think I deserve it."

"No. I think something else," Kim replied. "First we need to get that hood off."

Kim knelt next to Sylvia's head and loosened the ties on the hood. She worked the hood off and kissed Sylvia on the forehead. Sylvia tilted her head back trying to make contact with Kim's lips. Kim teased the girl, brushing her lips across Sylvia's then pulling back as she strained to make full contact. Kim laughed lightly as she stood up.

"Much better," she said. "I want to see the look on your face as I do this next part."

Sylvia tilted her head and watched as Kim walked away, stripping off her blouse and letting the skirt drop to the floor as she reached a built in cabinet. She had no idea what Kim intended to do and her pussy itched in anticipation. Her eyes focused on Kim's ass swaying as the black haired woman stood at the counter preparing she knew not what. When Kim turned around she saw the woman had fastened a gold chain between her breasts, held in place by a small clamp on each nipple. Kim twirled a second set of clamps in her hand, letting the chain wrap around her extended index and middle fingers.

"This is not going to be fun," Sylvia thought as Kim returned to her side.

Kim smiled down at the tied girl as she reached her side, letting one end of the clamps dangle onto Sylvia's breast.

"You're not really going to put those on me, are you?" Sylvia asked.

"Of course. Unless you would rather I whip you instead," Kim replied.

"Um, they look pretty scary," she replied, her fright evident in her tone of voice. She as seriously close to asking Kim to let her go at the thought of having her tits clamped.

"These are mere toys. See how the tips are coated with plastic? Not like the ones I'm wearing," Kim responded, twisting the small clamp on her left tit.

Still smiling she gripped Sylvia's right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, twisting and stretching it. Even though Sylvia enjoyed the touch of Kim's fingers as they played with her tit, her eyes focused on the clamp as Kim brought it closer to the now hard nubbin. Sylvia shivered as the clamp touched her skin, the pressure on her nipple growing as Kim tightened it.

"Not to tight is it?" Kim asked.

"No, it's okay," she replied.

"Good," Kim said, gripping the left tit.

Slowly Kim tightened the clamp down on Sylvia's tit. Fascinated she watched as her nipple compressed between the rubber coated jaws. The pressure was more intense this time as Kim continued to tighten this side more. A small whimper of pain finally escaped her lips, causing Kim to back the pressure off somewhat. Kim's fingers began dancing lightly over the skin of her breasts, teasing and tickling. She had begun to ignore the pressure on her nipples under Kim's soft touches when Kim flicked the clamps with her fingers.

"Ohwoo," she moaned.

"Poor baby," Kim responded, then bent forward to flick her nipples with her tongue.

Kim's hand slid down her stomach and she began teasing Sylvia's clit as she continued the oral assault on her nipples. Once more she could feel the growing ache of an impending orgasm. Kim pulled her mouth and hands away just before she went over the edge leaving her frustrated and longing for release.

"Kim, please," Sylvia cried plaintively as Kim stepped away from the table.

"That should be Mistress," Kim responded from the cabinet. "You need to learn. If you're going to be my toy I decide when you get to cum."

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry Mistress."

"What will you do to prove you're sorry?"

"Anything, Mistress."

"Anything?" Kim said returning to her side, now holding a paddle and ball gag.

"Will you let me gag you and give you ten hard swats with this paddle for forgetting to call me Mistress?" Kim asked.

Sylvia trembled in fear at the thought of being paddled. The ache in her loins and fear that Kim would send her away competing with fear of the paddle. Kim solved her immediate dilemma by setting the paddle down and kissing her on the mouth.

Breaking the kiss Kim looked down at her, "You know I'll make it worth your while?"

"I'm scared," she whispered as Kim slipped a finger into her pussy. "If you gag me there won't be any way for me to call for mercy."

"True. You know I won't seriously hurt you," Kim relied. "Anne Jensen would never forgive me if I damaged one of her girls. Even if you are graduating tomorrow."

Kim didn't give her a chance to get on the edge of orgasm again before pulling her finger from Sylvia's pussy. Sylvia watched as she swung the ball gag in one hand as she licked her juices from the other.

"Okay, you can spank me with the paddle."

"Good girl," Kim replied. "Open wide," she said bringing the gag to Sylvia's mouth.

Slowly she opened her mouth, letting Kim insert the gag. Kim lifted her head to secure the strap. Then she released her right arm from the bench, quickly moving to secure it to one of the rings on her collar. The left arm followed soon after before Kim released her legs. As Kim tugged on her leash, Sylvia climbed off the table. Kim led her to a leather covered horse.

"Spread your legs," she said to Sylvia, kneeling to secure her legs to the horse's legs. "Do I need to secure your arms to or are you going to take your paddling like an obedient little slave?"

Sylvia shook her head and tried to tell her mistress that she would be good. All that came through the gag however were grunts and mumbles.

"Was that a good slave?" Kim asked.

Sylvia nodded her head, confirming her answer. As Kim smiled at her response she pulled her shoulders back, raising and presenting her tits. Kim reached up to twist the clamps still attached to her nipples, tightening them a little more before stepping behind Sylvia. Sylvia twisted her neck to watch Kim as she stood behind her tapping the paddle lightly on her own thigh.

"Face front little slave," she admonished Sylvia.

Facing forward Sylvia tensed as the paddle touched her ass, Kim rubbing it over the soft flesh. She jumped in her bonds as Kim brought the hard wooden paddle down onto her ass, eliciting a squeal of pain. She felt the fire spreading and squealed again as the paddle struck her a second time. The tears started to form in her eyes as the third blow landed. Even as she felt the tears start to flow down her face, she felt the first drops of passion leak from her pussy and start to run down her inner thigh. Biting down on the gag she fought the urge to continue crying out as the blows landed. Kim paused to snuggle up to her backside, her tongue teasing Sylvia's ear as she reached around to tweak her nipples.

"That was five. Are you doing okay?" she whispered.

Sylvia tried to mumble "Yes Mistress," through the gag and nodded her head.

"Five more and then I'll make you feel so much better," she said, letting go of the nipples and stepping away.

Sylvia felt the remaining blows land faster than she could count. Her high pitched squeal of pain loud in her own ears. The burning sensation on her ass overpowering her desire even as Kim cupped her pussy.

"You look so lovely like that," Kim said. "Such a lovely shade of red."

As Kim spoke a finger slipped up to enter Sylvia as she cried from the paddling. She felt Kim kiss her neck, just above the collar. Her pain eased as Kim began kissing gently down her back, little nips and licks as she went. Kim licked a line across her ass then blew a soft breath on the abused skin, all the while keeping a finger slowly fucking Sylvia's pussy.

Sylvia moaned audibly through the gag as Kim pulled away. Stepping to the front she took Sylvia's wrists loose from the collar, silently pulling her down to bend over the horse and locking her arms to the legs.

Trapped in this position she could not see what Kim was doing. She waited in frustration as the seconds ticked by and Kim still failed to touch her. She wasn't even sure Kim was still in the room. Finally Kim's hands returned to her, rubbing up the outside of her legs from the knee the spread her ass cheeks. The pain was fading quickly now as she felt Kim's lips kiss her at the top of her ass, the woman's kisses gradually descending. When Kim kissed the pucker of her asshole she subconsciously tensed, having never had a lover touch her in such an intimate way.

"Relax Little Slave," Kim said quietly before kissing her asshole again.

Sylvia closed her eyes and tried to relax as Kim continued the oral assault on her ass. Feeling Kim's fingers once more pressing against her pussy, she concentrated on the growing ache of an oncoming orgasm. She could feel Kim gently but insistently forcing her tongue into her asshole. The touch of Kim's free hand playing across her clit driving all thought from her brain.

A blinding white light enveloped her as her climax hit. Sylvia found her body spasming uncontrollably as waves of intense pleasure flowed through her body.

Darkness. Confused and dazed Sylvia woke in a strange bed. The memory of her last orgasm fresh in her thoughts as she looked around the spacious bedroom. A glow from an open doorway barely lighting the room. She stretched on the soft bedding, before rolling to the edge and climbing out. Her skirt and blouse were laid out at the foot of the bed. She left the clothes where they were, unsure if she should dress. Stepping to the lit doorway she discovered a bathroom. After relieving her overfull bladder she wandered to the other door and out into Kim's livingroom.

"Ah, you're awake," Kim said from the sofa. "Did you enjoy your nap?"

"Yes Mistress," she replied, walking over to stand next to Kim as she reclined.

"Kneel slave," Kim said.

"Yes Mistress," she replied, kneeling before her.

"I take it you still want to be my slave?"

"Yes Mistress. I've never had orgasms this good." Sylvia paused to feel the collar still fastened around her neck. "Every one is better than the last."

"Well, I understand you're graduating tomorrow. Would you like to come over for the weekend?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress," she replied. "I would love to be your slave for the weekend."

Kim swung her leg off the sofa to rub her foot along Sylvia's cheek. "I must warn you that I'll show you off to my friends."

"Why? Why can't you keep me to yourself?"

"It's all part of being a slave," Kim replied. "A slave isn't as much fun if she can't be shared. Think about how good your last orgasm was. Imagine how explosive one could be when others are watching."

"I don't know Mistress. It's just seems to much right now."

Kim sat up and leaned forward to pull Sylvia to her by the collar. As she kissed her, Kim unbuckled the collar from Sylvia's neck.

"Just think about it," she said. "I'm sure we could still get together once in a while if you choose not to."

Sylvia smiled at that, "Thank you Mistress. I'll think about it."

"Good girl. Now go get dressed. I've ordered a pizza and it should be here soon."

"Yes Mistress," she replied getting to her feet just as the doorbell rang. "Oh, good timing." Closing the door behind her she realized just how hungry she was.

Kim was lounging on the sofa again when she returned to the livingroom. A bottle of wine and a pizza box on the coffee table. Kim was chewing on a piece and indicated the spot next to her as Sylvia approached. Sylvia grabbed a paper napkin and a piece of pizza as Kim leaned forward to pour her a glass of wine.

"I hope you like vegetarian," she said as Sylvia bit in to her first slice.

"Mmm, pizza with anything but anchovies is fine," Sylvia replied savoring the taste. "You're not mad at me 'cause I don't want a bunch of people to see me as your slave."

Kim laughed softly, "Not at all. Sylvia, this is just a game. I would never be mad because you don't want to play. It's not for everyone, some people think it's perverted and some get off on it"

"So, I just get off on it a little bit. What does that make me?" Sylvia replied with a chuckle.

"Curious. Someone who isn't afraid to take a risk. My offer still stands for the weekend if you change your mind. I'm going to a ladies only club in Center City on Saturday night." Kim paused to fill her own glass and offer more to Sylvia. "I think you'll enjoy being shown off if you give it a chance."

"I'll think about it," Sylvia replied sipping on the very good wine. "Just don't count on it."

"Sure. So what are your plans for after graduation?" Kim asked.

"I have a part time job at the JiffyMart for the summer. In August I start at State College as a Freshman."

Sylvia and Kim talked until late into the evening, their discussion flowing from school and work to bondage and disciplining young recalcitrant slaves. As she left Kim's apartment she noticed a framed photo of Kim, naked and bound, mounted on the wall near the front door. That vision stayed with her as she headed home.