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Silver Tray 2 [m/f bd sm cons]
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This story contains consensual bondage, discipline and sex. It is a fantasy
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THE SILVER TRAY
Chapter 2
It had been a wonderful night with Julie, but early in the morning I had to
leave her for my business appointments. We agreed to meet again that evening
and off I went. Julie gave me a key to her house telling me that I would
probably arrive back before her. It was a trying day of meeting clients and
planning a large project. The good part being, that I would be back here
quite a bit in the next few months. The toughest task of the day was simply
keeping Julie out of my mind and concentrating on my work. Finally the end
of the day was in sight. I picked up a bottle of champagne on my way and a
few minutes later the cab dropped me off in front of Julie's house.
I rang the bell, and when there was no answer, I slipped the key into the
lock and gave it a turn. I stepped in and called to Julie, but there was no
answer. Chilling the champagne came to mind and I walked directly to the
kitchen to put it on ice. On the kitchen table was an open bottle of wine
and a glass. Under the glass was a note that simply said, "Have a glass of
wine and meet me in the den." It was a curious note, as I had called to her
when I came in and there had been no answer. I poured myself a glass of
wine, took a sip, and walked toward the den.
My eyes illuminated up as I entered the room. On the carpet before me was
Julie, nude, ball gag in place, and shackled. She had interlinked the chain
links of a pair of handcuffs and leg shackles behind her back, leaving
herself completely immobile. The keys to the bindings hung, out of her
reach, from a string about four feet above her head. I slowly walked around
Julie, surveying my slave. The unyielding shining chrome of the cuffs made a
striking contrast against her slender limbs. I settled easily into a large
chair and took a sip of my wine. Julie looked up at me waiting for some
indication of what I was going to do. I simply sat and sipped.
I disappeared to the "playroom" and gathered a few items, returning to Julie
a few minutes later. My first selection was a blindfold that I carefully
fitted over Julie's eyes. Then, softly, sensually, I began to massage her
back and shoulders, eventually moving over her shoulders and down to her
breasts. I continued to softly massage her breasts, eventually bringing a
visible response from her nipples. As they hardened, I gently pinched her
nipples with my fingertips, bringing them to a full erect state. Julie had
just begun to softly moan in pleasure when her first surprise came. While
firmly holding her breast I placed a small clamp on her right nipple, soon
followed by another on her left side. Julie groaned and gruted behind the
blindfold,but as the small clamps assaulted Julie's nipples I continued to
gently caress her breasts with my fingertips, heightening her sensations.
Julie strained against the steel cuffs, which she had placed on herself, but
to no avail.
I tenderly nibbled on Julie's neck and earlobe bringing goosebumps to her
soft skin. Finally, taking pity on Julie, I squeezed the first nipple clamp,
releasing her from the torment. Julie tensed at the first sensation, but
immediately I took her nipple it in my lips and softly caressed it with my
tongue, easing the pain. As she relaxed I did likewise to the other nipple,
as my fingers softly teased her inner thigh. I stood for a moment and
recovered the keys to the cuffs that bound Julie and soon had unlocked the
cuff that surrounded her ankle. Separating it from the handcuffs, I again
secured it about her slender ankle, her wrists still bound behind her back.
Now free to stand I lifted Julie to her feet, and led her out of the room.
Julie rear soon felt the cold caress of the tile rim surrounding her bathtub
and subtle sound of scissors snipping was the next thing that she heard, as I
began to trim away at the soft patch between her legs. She tensed, but dare
not move as the sharp steel shafts continued on their mission. Three minutes
later Julie's pubic patch was nearly gone. Reaching for soap and warm water
I lathered Julie's crotch, bringing quite a response as my slippery fingers
moved across her slit. Julie froze as she felt the razor's first touch.
Slowly, carefully, I began to trim away the last remnants of the dark curls
that had covered Julie's most private areas. The whole process took barely
ten minutes, Julie's cunt was completely exposed.
I couldn't resist stroking the tender boundaries of Julie's slit, bringing
an immediate response from her. Aware of her pleasure, I continued to gently
stroke her, eventually siding my finger into her now moist slit as Julie
strained against the steel chains with which she had secured herself. Deeper
and deeper I probed as Julie pressed herself against my hand, my finger now
rythmicaly massaging her clit. It seemed that Julie was about to come. I
pulled my hand away.
"Not yet, little slave."
Even with the gag still in place, Julie's groan of displeasure was not
difficult to discern. As her groans faded I was already leading her away,
down the stairs to the playroom. I had soon exchanged the steel shackles for
softer leather cuffs and attached Julie to the cross, her legs spread wide
apart, exposing her now denuded cunt. I returned few minutes later, supplies
in hand, to my frustrated subject and began to tease her slit, immediately
prompting her to press herself toward me. It was then that I switched my
hands with an ice cube much to Julie's surprise. It was there for only a
moment, but caused her to pull sharply against the bindings that held her
wrists and ankles. Her nipples were next to meet the cold block, immediately
hardening them and sending goose bumps over Julie's breasts. For several
minutes I moved the ice from one spot to another keeping Julie completely off
guard. Finally having pity on her I removed her gag, and switched to a soft
feather duster and calmed her, if you could call it that.
It was about time for Julie's firm ass to get some attention. Releasing her
from the cross I lowered her to the floor and placed her in a kneeling
position then linked her wrists and ankles by means of a short length of
chain forcing her to lean forward, her ass pointing to the sky. I took a
cushion and sat on the floor next to Julie. I couldn't help placing a quick
kiss on her tight rear before beginning to gently stroke her ass and upper
thighs. She was understandably a bit nervous after the ice, but finally
calmed as I stroked her soft skin, but she did need a spanking! My palm
smartly met her tender butt.
"Ouch!"
"Count," I responded.
Smack!
"Owwww!"
"Count," I repeated!
Smack!
"One, Sir," Julie responded.
Smack, Smack, I continued!
"Fifteen, Sir."
Then another kiss to here sweet rear...
"Mmmmm, thank you, sir."
I boldly slid my hand between her thighs and deftly found here moist slit,
my finger teasing the boundaries of her most sensitive areas. I released the
chain securing her wrists and ankles then connected a spreader bar between
Julie's legs and connected it to the overhead pulley. After quickly locking
her wrists together and out of the way, I began to pull her upwards by means
of the spreader. Soon her feet were about three feet off the ground, her
cunt boldly exposed. Setting beside her I began to softly tease Julie's
thighs, occasional just touching her cunt. With each touch Julie issued
forth a quick sigh. A quick kiss to her thigh, then my tongue traced a
delicate path to her waiting sex. Julie's muscles tightened as my tongued
pressed within her slit. Deeper and deeper I probed finally discovering her
anxiously waiting clit. As my hands cupped her ass my tongue continued the
attack on her moist tunnel until Julie was again at the brink of orgasm, but
it was not time.
I lowered my frustrated slave to the floor and released her ankles from the
spreader and finally removed her blindfold. As she struggled to her knees
as I issued one simple command, "Undress me, Julie."
"Sir, my hands are bound behind me," replied Julie, questioning my command.
"Undress me, slave."
Julie crawled toward where I stood. Bending over, she took my shoelaces in
her teeth and pulled, loosening one and then the other. I slipped my shoes
off and Julie soon began work on my stockings. I could feel myself harden as
I watched my naked slave working below me. My feet finally bare, Julie stood
and began work on my shirt, struggling to undo buttons with her teeth. After
successfully undoing three buttons, Julie began to softly kiss my chest,
bringing my erection up yet another notch. It had taken some effort, but my
shirt finally dropped to the floor. Julie was soon at work on my belt. I
was amazed at her success when moments later my trousers fell away.
Julie looked up at me with an impish grin as she moved to take the elastic
band of my shorts in her teeth. Rubbing her soft cheeks against my bulging
crotch she gave a short tug, then rubbed her soft curls against my thighs.
Taking another bite on my shorts she again pulled, lowering my shorts
another couple inches. Clearly she was toying with me, but how could I blame
her after what I had put her through in the past hours. Finally with a good
bite she slid my shorts to the floor, taking car to slide her soft face
against my legs as she went. Her task completed, Julie bent low and kissed
my feet and gave me a naughty grin, knowing that by now I was in her control.
I looked down and simply said, "OK."
Julie kissed my feet a few more times, then slowly moved up my legs stopping
as her hair began to brush my cock.
Finally she tilted her head and gently kissed my erect member. Her tongue
traced a fine line from the tip to the hilt of my penis. Again and again her
tongue caressed me. Ultimately, after quickly catching my eye, she took me
silently into her warm lips. Julie began to massage the tip of my cock with
her tongue, sending me to another level. The assault of pleasure continued
upon me til I could take no more. Only moments before I would have come, I
pulled away from her embrace.
Unclasping her wrists, I pulled Julie to the floor, our arms locking about
each other. Bodies entwined, my tongue moved within her soft lips, the aroma
of her natural perfume arousing more, still more than I could have imagined.
It seemed that we could not touch in enough places at once as we stroked
each other in a frenzy of passion. My small slave beneath me, I guided my
cock into her warm moist tunnel, immediately feeling her vagina contract
about my cock as I pressed deeper and deeper within her. We held completely
still for a moment just feeling the presence of each other, then stroking in
unison we began toward the climax that we had denied for so long. Moving
with total abandon, we approached our goal, my warm load ultimately exploding
within Julie's body as orgasm overtook her. Collapsing in each other's arms
we continued to tenderly kiss each other for some time before even
considering leaving our position.
Still cuffed, I led Julie upstairs to the bedroom and soon had her secured,
spread eagled to the bed where I began to coax her second orgasm. Beginning
at her feet I gently kissed her lean limbs, moving slowly, sensually, upward
to her thighs. After a quick kiss to her sweet cunt I moved on past her soft
belly to her sweet nipples. Taking her nipple in my lips I gently sucked it
til it was quite firm, continuing by delicately teasing it with my teeth. My
hand was by now beginning to, once again, explore her slit, probing for her
clit. It wasn't long before Julie was once more on the edge.
"Fuck me...fuck me please," Came Julie's plea.
Being quite stimulated myself, I slid my cock into Julie's waiting cunt.
Without releasing her from her bonds, I began to thrust, meeting the
advances of her hips. We worked feverishly toward our second climax soon
succeeding in sighs of pleasure. I released Julie and exhausted we fell
asleep in each others arms.
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