Click. Click. In rapid succession, she heard two clicks near her ears and felt the cold steel circling her wrists. Why wasn't she screaming in protest? Her mind was not functioning at all at this point. Her brain was nothing but jelly; pure lust-filled jelly.
The suites were outfitted with numerous attachment points for girls. After all, they were designed by slavers for slavers. It was an easy task for Ricardo to hit the button. A hook descended from the ceiling. He lowered it enough to snag the cuffs and then raise them again.
He had to be careful. The steel cuffs would dig into the tender flesh of his pet. He needed to make sure that she was not marred. But he wanted her to remember her time with him.
He kept his finger on the other button until she was standing on the balls of her feet. It would not be painful; at least not at first.
He was still behind her when he picked up the silk scarf. He folded it over and over again until he was satisfied with what he had formed. Then he reached around her and placed it over her eyes, tying the ends behind her head and blindfolding her.
Angela gasped. "Ricardo, what are you doing? What are you planning?"
"I'm just enjoying my pet," he replied. "And it's Master from now on."
Again, she gasped. She could never call him Master. That would be too clear of a sign of submission and she could never submit to anyone, including him. She remained silent.
He picked up a flogger. It was a tame enough instrument. Its wide, soft leather strands would surprise and tease her more than anything else. It would pinken her flesh but would not be painful. And it would leave no lasting marks.
He moved in front of her again. Her head turned as she heard his movement and she tried to anticipate the next surprise. He lifted her left breast in his hand and squeezed it, plumping it. Then he brought the flogger down on the inviting upper swells of the breast, creating a slapping sound. She jumped and gasped from the unexpected punishment. He brought the flogger down again and elicited the same response..
He released the breast and admired the pinkness of the firm, smooth flesh. Then he lifted the right breast and struck it twice. Next, he worked on the lower swells. He grabbed the left nipple, pulling outward and upward, exposing all of the sweet, sensitive skin. The flogger was whipped upward and she squealed at the treatment. Each breast received two more kisses of the whip.
He held onto the nipple of the right breast and pulled it outward. The inner swells of the breast were exposed and vulnerable this way and he struck each breast with the flogger while they were stretched outward. Now it was time to abuse the outer swells. The slaps had been relatively mild so far, getting increasingly harsh as he moved to the next spot. Now he would unleash the flogger's pain. He swung hard, striking the left breast on the outside. It bounced toward its twin as the loud slapping noise was heard. She shrieked at the pain and then whimpered as the breast bounced back into shape. He hit the right breast and then the left and then the right breast again. She shrieked with each blow.
He put the flogger aside for now. He lifted both breasts in his hands and inspected them. They were glowing nicely now. She was decorating beautifully. He had two ornaments for her and then the decorating would be complete.
Instinctively, Angela looked down as soon as she felt Ricardo gather her breasts in his hands. She had forgotten that she was blindfolded. It was probably best she not be able to see, she decided. She was sure that her orbs were a mottled mess by now.
She tried to reconcile the thoughts that were racing in her head. Part of her could not wait to get Alaine home so she could play with her. And she was so looking forward to giving her to the rest of the family. She knew that they would love playing with their new toy. The other part of her wanted to remain right where she was. She had never felt this way in all of her life. She was on the edge of an orgasm and had been riding the edge for an hour as Ricardo toyed with her body.
Ricardo picked up a pair of clamps. He squeezed the left breast, compressing the flesh and causing the orb to bulge. He used a finger to flick the nipple and smiled as it stiffened even more in response. He held the clamp to the pink bud, holding the jaws open against the warm flesh, letting her figure out what was about to happen.
"Oh, Ricardo, please no," begged Angela. She felt the cold steel against her sensitive little nubbin and knew that pain would quickly follow. She loved to use clamps on girls because of the way they begged and shook when the jaws closed down on them. She had even been clamped earlier in the week by Cedric and it had been very painful. Her nipples were just too sensitive for that. "Please don't do it, Ricardo."
He removed the clamp and brought his hand down swiftly, spanking the breast hard and sending it bouncing on her chest. "Arrrgggghhhhh" she gurgled as the pain radiated through her chest.
"What did you call me?" he demanded and then he spanked the other breast, eliciting a yelp from the bound woman.
"Sorry, Master," she said, feeling her face blush as she uttered the word. That was the most humiliating thing that had happened to her so far.
Her calves were starting to burn from having to keep her heels off the ground. Every time she lowered them, the cuffs dug painfully into her wrists so she worked very hard at keeping them elevated.
"Much better," he said as he returned the clamp to the nipple. "Let us continue."
He closed the clamp slowly so he could enjoy the sights and sounds as the pain intensified in his girl. He wanted to savor the moment. She quickly started moaning and that turned into sorrowful sounding whimpers. As the clamp was finally closed, flattening the little bud, she yelped which was music to his ears. The ceremony was repeated on the other nipple and he was serenaded again by the girl's delightful sounds.
He stepped back to admire his girl. She was beautiful and soon she would belong to him. Her whole body was quivering at his point and was almost glistening from the thin sheen of perspiration. It was time for him to enjoy her.
He lowered her hands a bit, letting her rest her heels on the floor. He pushed her legs apart and then unzipped his pants, releasing the cock that had been straining to get out ever since Angela entered his suite.
He did not even test to see if she was ready for him. He knew that she was already highly aroused. He positioned the tip of his cock between her petals and plunged fully into her sex with one thrust. She groaned as it sliced into her body and climaxed instantly. She had been on the edge for so long and the rapid penetration was the trip wire she needed to be pushed over.
He lazily moved in and out of her, wanting to take his time. He wanted this moment to last. She would be away from him for a week before she officially became his so this moment would have to hold him over until then.
He flicked the clamped nipples as he slowly pistoned inside of her, eliciting little moans and groans and grunts. She climaxed again from the pain in her nipples and the pleasure of being filled so completely. He finally withdrew from her, causing her to whimper. He moved behind her and slid back into her velvety, wet sheath and started pistoning again.
He reached around and grasped the full, clamped breasts again, squeezing them. She climaxed again. He used one hand to alternate between the breasts, squeezing them and bouncing them as he slid his other hand down her body to find her clit. He toyed with her and brought her to climax several more times before he finally deposited his seed in her.