The Beast Enslaved

Catherina

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Once Aram left me to my own devices, I quickly got undressed, folding my clothes carefully and leaving them on the stool in the corner. Once I was done and completely naked I got into the presentation position and waited for Aram to come back. I felt slightly uncomfortable being stark naked so quickly. Usually I took my time getting to know a Dom before taking this step. Then I reminded myself that this was Aram we were talking about. I tried to calm my heart rate before he came back, but before I could succeed, the door opened.
"Come." He commanded.
His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. I could practically feel his eyes rake up and down my body and then I was shivering for a different reason. He wasn't saying anything, just staring at me. I felt so uncomfortable and I could already feel the slight anxiety building. Memories of feeling insufficient came back and settled in my mind. I wanted to cover up so badly, but I stayed frozen where I was. My skin crawled and my lips trembled.
"Catherina, pet. Do you trust me?"
The question seemed so absurd but it calmed me. It showed me that he knew what was going on in my head without me having to say it. I forced myself to pull myself together.
"Yes Sir. I trust you."
Suddenly his hand was on the back of my neck, gently massaging my taught muscles. I didn't dare look at him and instead stared straight ahead.
"Then relax. I've got you, pet. I've got you." He murmured and I could feel the tension fall off.
The only thing on my mind was the feel of his large hand on my neck, holding me, petting me. I barely registered the blindfold he'd pulled out until he held it in front of my face.
"Let me blindfold you?" It was a statement but he made it sound like a question.
"Yes Sir."
The satin piece of fabric flowed across my closed eyes and everything was dark. Immediately, my ears picked up more sounds. His hands moving the fabric to tie a knot, his breathing, that was slow and steady. When he was done with the knot, he let his hands glide down my neck, over my collar bones, my shoulders, down my arms to my hands.
"Come with me, baby girl." His voice was rough and barely above a whisper.
Without hesitation, I took a step forward and trusted him to guide me and not to let me fall.
"Up." He said while guiding me onto some form of platform - or was is a bed? - I wasn't sure.
All I knew was that it was silky soft and felt incredibly good against my bare skin. Once he got me settled onto my stomach with my legs spread wide apart, he gently guided my hands above my head and laid what felt like a rope in my hands.
"Hold onto this and don't move your hands." He commanded while running gentle fingers down my spine.
I grasped the rope and quickly came to realize that it was attached to something. He wanted to give me something to hold onto without restraining me.
He wasn't touching me but I could still feel his presence next to me, watching me. I gripped the rope harder and then relaxed my arms over my head.
"Good girl." He murmured and then suddenly his presence was gone.
I couldn't hear or feel him anymore so I waited for him to make a sound. I knew he was still here, most likely watching me, but not sensing him made me feel unsteady. I struggled to stay calm and keep my hands on the rope. And then he was back, trailing the very tips of his calloused fingers over my skin in random patterns. He didn't say a word and soon his fingers were exchanged for the silky leather strands of a flogger. I knew what it felt like but I'd never really had it used for pleasure. Mostly, my other Doms had used it for punishment because a whip or cane was too harsh. However, I immediately understood the difference. When Aram trailed the flogger over my skin it was soft and smooth. Then, for a short moment, it left my skin just to snap back in what I'm sure was an expertly exercised swing. The leather tips of the flogger connected to my skin all over my back, leaving little tingling stings behind. Then his fingers were back, just to be replaced by the flogger and then the hit and the sting.
The flogger warmed my skin and left behind a little bit of a sting that was more arousing than anything else. In alternation with his hands, it aroused me, made me feel hot. I wished Aram would touch me more, let his hands run over different parts of my body, but it was always my back and the curve just before the bubble of my butt. I was starting to feel hot all over and felt myself clench while Aram kept up his bitter sweet torture. By now - even if I wanted to articulate myself, I wouldn't have been able to. My mind was solely concentrated on Aram and what he would do next. I never knew when the flogger was coming, but it didn't startle me.
"How does it feel, pet?" His voice was deep and raspy.
For a moment I really had to concentrate to formulate an answer. I became aware that he'd set down the flogger and moved both his hands to my shoulderblades.
"Pet?" He sounded concerned.
I tried to focus really hard on giving him an answer, fighting my way through the fog in my brain to articulate myself.
"Gooooooooood" I groaned out, dragging the vowels out longer than usual.
It was virtually all I could manage before my mind was pulled under again. His hands gently massaged my shoulders. My breasts rubbed agaist the silky surface I was laying on with every breath. My lower abdomen clenched over and over again, creating a torturously beautiful pulling sensation. He chuckled and his hands started travelling across my back. I sighed in bliss, although part of me ached for more. I felt so... empty. Something was missing, but I was too far out of my mind so figure out what it was. When his hands traced just below my butt, I let out a soft keening sound that even to my own ears sounded desperate. His fingers dipped between my legs right below the bubble of my butt and gently stroked me. Oh, oh, please. Please! I couldn't tell if it was in my head or if I was begging out loud, all I knew was that I wanted - needed - more. One of his strong fingers slipped inside me, just until the first knuckle. My hips bucked staight off the silky surface below me, trying to create friction where he was deliberately denying it. His free hand came down hard on my ass, the slap ringing through the otherwise muted room.
"Hold still, pet." He instructed.
I did my best to follow his order, trying to pull myself together. I had never lost control over my very mind like this before. Sure, I'd given up control plenty of times, but never had I been this far gone. If I was with anybody other than Aram right now, I would probably be freaking out. Even with him being there, I knew I was in a precarious situation, but I just couldn't find the energy to care.
Aram started his slow torture of inserting one finger in me again and I locked my muscles in place to stay put this time. His finger started a slow rhythm of sliding in and out of me. It was like he was testing me, testing my restraint. When I didn't move a muscle, he increased the speed. Whenever I would shove against him, we'd start over. By the time he'd worked a second finger into me, my restraint was cracking. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out until he drove me insane. I was almost positive he'd never let me come. I was incoherently mumbling his name, begging, pleading for anything, everything.
He leaned over me and pressed gentle kisses to my neck and shoulders while his fingers kept up a steady, fast rhythm.
"You've been so good, pet. So good." He murmured, his breath fluttering over my back. "Do you wanna come, babygirl?"
I nodded frantically, forcing myself not to push against his hand. My muscles were shaking and I was covered in sweat. I loved it.
"Say it, babygirl. Ask me to let you come." His voice was rough.
I pulled together what I was sure was the last of my strength to form a coherent sentence.
"Please, Master, let me come, please. Please, please, please, please."
He chuckled roughly and increased his speed. I was on the verge of becoming unhinged. I was just waiting for his permission.
"Come for me babygirl."
I let go. My body spasmed as my long awaited orgasm ripped through me, taking along my sanity. I'm pretty sure I've never screamed so loudly before.
The last thing I realised before I blacked out was that Aram had turned me around and was watching my face intenly. Then the world went dark.

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