WARNING: This story is Homoerotic, if you find this offensive please do not read. It also deals with Master/Slave BDSM. Please do not re-post without authors permission.
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Upon entering there was quite a large man with dark tan skin standing at the door that lead into what obviously was the main part of the building. He simply nodded at my Master and I lowered my eyes and head remembering what my Master wished of me. I did not want to disappoint him in any way this night. I kept my eyes steadfastly locked on his buttocks as he continued walking. I could hear hushed whispers and voices as he continued up some stairs that suddenly appeared to my right. I followed quietly as he lead me further up into the belly of the building. I wondered what this place was, I could still hear hushed voices and as he continued to climb I strained to hear other noises that were becoming louder and clearer. Moans, some loud some not more than whimpers. Suddenly he turned left and I found myself walking down a hallway, I could see doors pass by me on both the right and left. A hallway, the lighting was extremely dim, reminding me of soft candlelight. He suddenly stopped and I had to jerk to a stop, my heart racing as I almost collided into the back of him. I kept my head lowered even though my mind was screaming at me to look up and around, to take note of my surroundings. He unlocked the door with a key and I entered.
"I am pleased you listened to my instructions and kept your eyes and head lowered. You have my permission to raise your head and walk to the bed. Then I want you to strip. Leave nothing on. I shall return momentarily. Be done by the time I return or I will punish you for your disobedience." his voice was hard and had an edge to it.
"Yes, Master." I answered surprising myself by the strong tone of my voice. I thought for sure it would quake and quiver matching how my insides were feeling. I walked to the bed darting my eyes around to quickly take in my surroundings. The room was simple, a dresser, bed, and one lonely chair making residence. The walls were a deep tan color and I noticed panels the size of a medicine cabinet mirror on either side of the bed, I stopped my musing and began to shed my clothing. I laid them with care over the single chair. Once done I stood there, waiting with my hands resting at my sides. My master entered then, and the thought flew through my head that he must have been watching me for him to know that quickly that I was done. He was devoid of his own heavy jacket and now stood in front of me with a cream colored sweater and snug pants. My heart began beating heavy as he eyed my body and he began to walk around and behind me, his fingers skimming my sensitive skin leaving trails of heat behind in their path.
"You are beautiful slave. I am most pleased to have one such as you. Your body exudes a strength which makes me want to claim you again and again. Your back, your ass, your legs, your mouth, every inch of your flesh, all will be made to pleasure me and only me." as he spoke his fingers trailed over each body part my Master was exploring. "When I first met you I wondered how you would look naked and exposed for me." His fingers began to glide down to my buttocks then. "And this ass of yours is simply a work of art. I bet you don't have any idea how many people look at it and fantasize about fucking you. Standing here now, I feel myself restraining from doing just that. Perhaps that is what I shall do. Hmmm, make your body mine. That way you'll know and won't be tempted by another. I shall have many offers for you, my slave. And that alone brings me great pleasure." I found myself panting wanting what he was saying with such total need that it left me stunned. I wanted him, I wanted him inside of me, making me his. Owning me, marking me as his and his alone. His fingers began to dive in between my cheeks searching, parting. I spread my legs wider to give him easier access. For I am his and his desires are my own. He groaned in appreciation of my compliance.
He abruptly pulled away and I heard a whimpering groan of my own, I felt the loss of his warmth immediately. I heard a drawer open and close behind me and then the soft light from the room was extinguished as I was blind folded. "You shall concentrate only on what you feel. I want you to lie on the bed on your stomach. Now Slave!" he barked the last command. I jolted out of my stupor and made my way to the bed, I knelt and laid on it as he ordered. I stretched my arms to encompass my head. The covering I found to my surprise was extremely soft and it caressed the front of my body. I couldn't hear my Master and I moved my head from side to side as I tried to locate his position. A fine sheen of sweat was now coating my body as my mind raced with thoughts of what was about to be done to me. I heard a scraping sound first to my left, then a few seconds later to my right. I wonder what it is but all thoughts quickly fled as I felt the bed dip and a weight settle in next to me on my right. His hands were back stroking and gliding across my skin. His hands alternately dug and rubbed as he worked outward towards my arms. As his fingers reached my elbows he straightened my arms out and continued his massage. I relaxed and fell into the sensations he was creating. I felt cool medal envelope my wrists after an indeterminate amount of time. I heard the distinct click of handcuffs as first my right wrist followed by my left. I pulled on my bonds finding my self now bound to the bed frame. My Master continued to sooth me as my breathing quickened at the realization I was now truly at his mercy. I found myself feeling panicked for a moment then his lips began brushing against my shoulder blades, I concentrated on his warm breath as it tickled my slick skin. He traveled upwards toward the back of my neck. I found myself shivering uncontrollably as I felt bare and out of control.
I raised my head and turned towards his lips, needing to feel him. I licked my lips in anticipation, feeling his mouth descend on mine, first gentle nips on my bottom lip, impatiently I opened my mouth inviting him to take me. His tongue surged forward and I accepted his rough strokes as he surged into my mouth. My body became a plethora of electrical charges all traveling in chaotic paths. I began to feel dizzy with the overloading of sensation, I had never experienced this before, only my Master could do this to me I realized with exaltation. Our tongues dueled for long moments before the need for air broke us apart. I felt his warm breath mix with mine as we both felt the effects of the kiss.
