The first Summoning

I have been summoned from my menial task at hand. Quietly I make my way up the darkened staircase, cautious not to step on the squeaky boards wanting not to disturb MASTER. As I reach the summit of the stairs, in the darkness I can see a faint light glowing from a doorway partly ajar at the end of the hall. Softly, with light steps I make my way along the wall towards the door; knowing that MASTER awaits me within that far room. HIS sanctuary, a place forbidden unless summoned. I have only been there once briefly when the rules were being explained and now it is i that HE calls for. As I near, I can see the soft glow spilling into the hallway is from a single tall spindle candle; the flame dancing gently playing soft warm light around the room rhythmically. I slipped silently into the shadows of the room, after being careful not to open the door any wider than it stood as I approached.

MASTER is there at the far end of the room HIS strong back to the door, HE stares intensely through the dark window, HE is solid and the strength HE possesses can be seen in the way that HE stands. A broad stance, shoulders held back, His hands clasped at the wrists behind HIM, as if a general about to speak to HIS men. I don’t want to disturb HIM but I know that HE awaits me, do I speak to HIM? Will HE find that an offense? I am careful not to make a sound. I watch the moonlight play at HIS features, defining the strong line of HIS jaw the straight line of HIS nose… suddenly in a low deep voice I hear HIM growl a single word but one that I have been trained to obey immediately; “KNEEL”.

Quickly I drop to my knees and crawl to my MASTER, positioning myself before HIM just as HE expects of me; knees spread wide opening myself willingly to HIM my knees at HIS toes, MASTER’s member presses hard at the front of HIS trousers; dutifully and gingerly, with nervous finger I fumble at the buttons, I can hear HIS impatience growing in his breathing, “oh gods please open u damned buttons” coursing through my brain, finally the last button yields and MASTER’s member springs through the unfastened opening as if a locked animal was suddenly uncaged. Surprised at MASTER’s girth I gasp softly and I hear MASTER chuckle. Lowering MASTER’s trousers to HIS hips, parting my soft lips, I lean forward into MASTER taking HIS enlarged Member into my mouth suckling softly on the tip, cupping MASTER’s balls in one hand kneading them, the other holding onto MASTER as I suckle softly. HE sighs n I smile coyly, grateful for the sounds of approval MASTER is uttering. My hunger to be fed by MASTER growing, I begin sliding HIM deeper into my mouth letting my tongue traverse over every inch of MASTER wanting to know intimately and have the taste and feel of HIM etched forever in my memory. As I take HIM deeper into my gaping mouth, I can feel HIM pressing HIS hips forward at me, my hands slide back across HIS hips settling on MASTERS buttocks and I grip firmly and begin rhythmically rocking MASTER’s hips in unison with my ravenous hunger. I can feel MASTER swelling, throbbing against my tongue and I moan softly sending sweet vibrations through HIS body. I can hear MASTER breathing quicken but even still makes no sound. Then suddenly there is a growl “HANDS” HE commands. Immediately my hands drop down from HIS buttocks and I raise my arms over my head clasping one hand on the other wrist and MASTER grabs at them. He fucks my mouth hard and moans deeply as I feel the hot sweet salty offering sliding down the back of my throat, knowing this will be my only meal today I suck hungrily wanting to consume every little drop.

MASTER rocks backwards n withdrawals HIS MEMBER from my sticky hot mouth. He maintains the grip on my hands and pulls up forcing me to my feet. HE leads me across the room into the shadows. There is something there, something large but I am unable to determine what it is. MASTER speaks nothing. My wrists are wrapped tightly with cording and MASTER gripping my breasts kneading them squeezing them roughly pushes me back until I ram into something behind me. HE grabs at the cording and yanks my hands high above my head pulling so hard I whimper softly. At my sound of weakness MASTER clasps one hand firmly across my mouth, leans in close and whispers so low into my ear “silence” I attempt to nod but HIS grip on my face it too hard. HE yanks at the cording and walks around behind me, I feel my arms being stretched as HE continues to pull the rope up over whatever it is that is behind me. Suddenly MASTER is bent down and I feel the HIS fingers dive deep into my slit, and HE snickers…. He pulls the cording down between my legs pulling it tight so it slides firmly between my asscheeks. Now standing before me staring into my soul via my eyes HE smiles wickedly and he yanks hard on the cording ripping it up sharply into my slit parting my lips with the cord. I groan at the assault n twist my head from side to side. MASTER brings the cording up and loops it around my neck before stretching it back down making loops and placing one around each breast the final loop is stretched back up and placed around my neck, my Breasts searing as they are being squeezed and turning purple and are stretched upward by the cording, I moan and whimper wondering what it is that MASTER is preparing me for. Suddenly MASTER shoved hard at my throbbing breasts and whatever it is I have been secured to falls back and I found myself lying flat facing the ceiling.

Breathing heavily I try to see in the darkness, try to make sense of what MASTER wants from me. Where is MASTER? Since being laid back I have not been able to see of feel MASTER. Did he abandon me here is this what HE intended? To secure me and leave me exposed? Then in the distance I can hear the faint tinkling of metal. Chains? But why does MASTER need changes I am secured already, I wont try to escape. He grabs at my ankle and I feel the cold tight metal clamp harshly at my flesh pinching it into the hinge. Then a yank as MASTER secure the chain to something over head and off to the side. The chaining is repeated on the other ankle. Completely exposed with no possible way to escape I whimper feeling the cool air on my hot wet pussy. Moments pass by and I am certain this is to be my task. To be left chained and exposed for whatever time MASTER deems acceptable. I squirm a bit trying to get comfortable the cord in my ass chafing me. Slowly the darkness fades as a warm glow approaches. It is MASTER and he carries the single spindle candle that lit the room earlier. Holding the candle over me I can see a slight smile from MASTER and I think so far HE is pleased with my compliance. MASTER lowers the candle a bit more and I can feel the heat off the flame nip at my nipples. I whimper and MASTER looks up at me with a raised eye brow. I know MASTER wants complete silence. But as HE continues to play the flame at my nipples I whimper again and again. He stops and moves away returning seconds later with something in HIS hand. It is HIS boxers. HE shoves them deep into my mouth and I can taste HIS sweat and HIS semen that dripped carelessly when I was servicing HIM earlier. He leans in close and whispers, it seems u spilt some of your dinner SLUT.. He shoves the entirety of the boxers into my mouth filling it; making my jaw burn as it is stretched. Suddenly there is that familiar sound of “Rrrrrrrrrrrrrip” and there is duct tape slapped hard over my mouth. “IF u Whimper now BITCH and u WILL be punished”.

Master retrieved the candle once again and holding it above my purple throbbing breasts He tilts it over and a stream of hot wax drizzles down and covers my nipples. I thrash my head from side to side and a tear streams down from each eye. Making wax circles around my nipples MASTER wipes away a tear from my cheek and I know that HE loves me. The wax continues to drizzle over my body as he pours a line of wax down my belly and fills my belly button. He stops only to move down and stand between my gaping legs and drizzles wax over my thighs. Breathing heavily I try to prepare myself for the immanent waxing of my pussy and just as I steady myself to receive the searing heat I jerk and writhe and gasp wanting to scream out MASTER! It was ice. Master had collected ice while He had stepped away and now He is filling my cunt with ICE! Tears stream down my face. Suddenly my pussy is assaulted with the extreme opposite my mind swirling. Master was pouring heavy streams of hot wax between my pussy lips and on my clit. The ice has been completely blocked off with no way to escape as it melts. MASTER chuckles as He places the candle back on the side table His hand absently caressing my chained leg. He leans down and whispers once again, “MASTER is pleased slut, well done. I must go out, I will return shortly, u are to wait here for my return.” I nod thinking what choice do I have in the position I am in. Before MASTER exits, He slips I blindfold over my eyes.

It seems like an eternity that I was left deprived of my senses time seemed to stand still. In reality it was only 10-15 minutes and when MASTER returned He came with a basin of warm soapy water, a warm soft towel and HIS plush terry robe. Methodically Master began to clean me, first softening and peeling away the wax plug from my pussy, letting the water drain from me. Removing any remaining wax from my thighs and pussy lips then gently smoothing warm soapy water over me. MASTER worked compassionately and tenderly cleansing my body and drying me off. He released one ankle at a time, making sure to release it slowly and rub the muscles in my legs to bring feeling and blood flow back to them, spending extra time on my feet which had turned a beautiful shade of purple in HIS eyes. MASTER worked at the cording slowly and gingerly unwrapping each breast suckling softly on my nipples as HE kneaded them gently taking HIS time and showing me how tender and caring MASTER is, tears slid down my cheeks as I thought how is it that MASTER cares so much for a worthless slave as me? I don’t deserve such treatment do I such care and soothing?

MASTER takes note of the tears and kisses them away, leans in and whispers “oh my sweet little slut, MASTER is well pleased with u. U have endured and shown the level of devotion u possess for UR MASTER and as a reward u shall know what it is to be cared for. U are not worthless anymore slut no longer shall U be called worthless, for u are very important to MASTER and very precious in deed.” The tears continued to stream down my face MASTER’s words being etched into my heart as HE spoke. Master finished with freeing me from my restraints, removed the blindfold and using the soapy water eased the duct tape from my mouth and extracted HIS boxers. He lifted my head gently and held a wine glass to my lips. I sipped slowly rehydrating my mouth grateful for the wine smiling softly up at MASTER. He helped ME into HIS robe before lifting me gently into HIS arms and carrying down the hall to the room we were to share for the night, He place me softly on the bed, undressed Himself and slid into the bed wrapping me in HIS strong arms kissing my neck passionately and tenderly and whispered one last command : “Sleep”.