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CHAPTER NINE
Fiona woke up and looked at Andy sleeping, she could see the start of a smile on his face, and it made her feel happy, that he was once again getting back to his normal self. She had to keep reassuring him, that his punishment would never start again, and she understood why he kept asking. He had taken a lot of punishment, and he had not complained when it had ended abruptly. There wasn’t any animosity towards her, and he had not once pointed the finger at her. Strangely enough, once he had opened his eyes, he apologised for calling her a bitch, and promised her that it would never cross his lips again. He was respectful to all that she told him, and he respected her domain, by demanding the answers to his questions, were to be answered in her name. He was not just worshiping her, but he was in love his Mistress, and not because she was his Mistress, but because it was natural love, and he had taken her for his own. Andy opened his eyes and Fiona leaned across and kissed him on the lips, “Good morning lover.”
“Good morning Mistress, what a lovely way to start the day, and I just know that things can only get better. I can hear the birds singing the dawn chorus! Now wait just a minute, if the birds are singing the dawn chorus; that means it is about four thirty in the morning. Might I ask what is going on Mistress?”
She laughed at him, “Nothing is going on Andy, and I just thought that I would surprise you, with a greeting as soon as you opened your eyes.”
“Well thank you Mistress, I have to admit it was a pleasant surprise, it was an even bigger surprise when I realised the time, so what are we going to do for the next two hours, before breakfast?”
“We could have sex, but if you’re still tired and not man enough, then I understand.”
“I see; you’re trying to seduce me with sweet talk, well I would just like to tell you Mistress; it worked.” With that he jumped up quick, and threw back the covers, pushed her over on her back, and his mouth enclosed her breast, all at the same time. Then he slowed down, and kissed up her body until he found her mouth, and he lingered there with a soft kiss. Her eyes were smiling at him, and he left her lips, and once more travelled south, kissing the flesh as he moved. All the way down to her sex, which he bypassed, and started kissing her inner thighs, while one hand was playing with her nipple, gently squeezing and plucking. Her legs had opened in anticipation of what he was going to do, and after kissing all of one thigh and then the other, he put his mouth to her sex and kissed, prodded and licked. Fiona climaxed almost immediately, and Andy stayed in that position to take and clean the sexual fluid, cleaning all her sex before he could move on. He started to move his head up her body kissing all the way, he stopped when his head was facing hers, and she opened her eyes to look at him. He felt his manhood at the entrance to her sex, and pushed slowly, then once he had entered her body; his slow rhythm was sending her wild. She was trying to speed up the sensation by moving her body faster than Andy, but he stopped what he was doing, letting her know that he was in control. She opened her eyes fleetingly mouthing the word bastard, and then closed them once more, his body started to move once more, and he could see that she was almost at a peak, and his body speeded up. It was moments later, that he felt her climax once more, and her body went limp for a few seconds, then she got into the same rhythm as him and pushed as he thrust, the explosion between then was fast and hard. Fiona arched her back, and Andy pushed until their groins were trying to push through each other, the moment lapsed far too fast; and Andy lay down at her side exhausted. He lay looking at the ceiling, waiting for his heart beat to slow down, and when it was closer to normal, he said “Sorry Mistress.”
She looked at him questioningly “Why are you sorry lover?”
“It was so fast, and I never took my time, I don’t know why, but the adrenalin was pushing at my body, and I could not wait to find satisfaction.”
“That is what spontaneous sex is all about, and you still took time to see to your lovers needs before your own. You have nothing to be sorry about Andy, let’s see if we can get another half an hours sleep before we have to get up.” They both turned to face each other, and once their arms were holding each other tight, she kissed him on the lips, and then they both closed their eyes.”
After Fiona and Andy had showered they walked down the stairs, Alice was behind them. At the bottom in the hall Greta was doing exercises limbering up, “That’s right Miss Greta, get plenty of practice for the run tomorrow” Andy shouted. She had not heard them walking down, and the fright caused her to lose her balance and fall over into a heap in the corner. “I see that you’re checking out a position, so that I can administer oxygen to you, when you collapse half way down. That’s very good thinking, always best to be prepared for the worst” he laughed out loud and walked into the lounge.
Greta was saying “Hay, what, oxygen, where’s he gone? I’ll rip his head off, prepare for the worst, and listen to Sebastian Coe.” Fiona and Alice were in hysterics, and Fiona put her hand down to help Greta up. “What’s he in such a good mood for, you wait until we get on that hill tomorrow, and I’ll show him how to run?”
A voice from the top of the stairs said, “You had better be good, Andy was the youngest person to win the Great Fells race, and he came tenth in the London Marathon three years ago.” It was Brenda coming down for breakfast.
“I’ve been cheated, I’m racing a professional” Greta told them, and they laughed again.
At the breakfast table nothing was said while they were eating, but afterwards Greta said. “You never told me that you had won the Great Fells race Andy Pandy?”
“Well I didn’t think it was important, anyway it was a long, long time ago Miss Greta, so long ago I had forgotten.”
“Just how long ago was it Andy?”
Andy put his hand to his head as if thinking, “Must be last year at least, why is it important” and started laughing, then added “I hope you’re not trying to welsh on the bet Miss Greta? Look Miss Greta if you feel too bad, just hide behind that big rock once more and take a rest, then on my way down I will pick you up.” Fiona and Alice burst out laughing again.
“Why didn’t you tell me about these runs that you have achieved?”
“Well you seemed to be having so much fun telling me I was unfit; I hadn’t got the heart to tell you. But I will say this Miss Greta, without your help, I would not be as healthy as I am now, and I am truly grateful for your professional help, because as you said in the beginning, I was unfit.”
“Why thank you Andy.”
“You’re welcome Miss Greta.”
They were all sitting there after the breakfast, when Don walked in “I’m sorry to disturb you Mistress, but there is a young lady waiting at the door, she has told me that her name is Jean Simmons.”
“You had better bring her in here Don and wait at her side, this should be interesting Andy. Now remember Brenda do not say a word, as we will do all the talking. You have the right to reply Andy.”
“Thank you Mistress.”
Don walked back into the room, and walking beside him was Jean Simmons. She looked at the table and saw Andy. “Well if it isn’t the queer boy or should I say scar face? Boy; are you going to get beat, you think you have had it hard, well you wait till I get a cane to your ass? Cleo’s will be up here soon and she is going to show a Mistress what punishment is all about. She has said that not only can I watch, but I can participate in the beatings. You must look at that scar on your face in the mirror, and I’ll bet it’s every morning. Well, by the time Cleo and I have finished you will have a lot more.” Fiona watched as Andy run his finger down the fading scar, and a tear followed the finger. Brenda was about to say something, but Fiona shook her head.
“You seem to have a lot to say for yourself Jean, what gives you the right to talk the way you are? It is no concern of yours whether I get punished or not, what authority gives you the right?”
“I’m not answering questions from you; you’re just a piece of shit. Cleo is in charge, and she has told me, that the blonde bitch that thinks she is in charge is in for a shock. She is also in for a big shock if she fucks with me, or she tries to get in my way. I will rip the blonde thatch out of the bitch’s hair.”
“You’re wrong Jean, because you will answer my questions, and you will want to answer them before I ask. But until you learn some manners, I think you will be going through a crash course in respect, probably with your ass in the air, you have just sealed your own fate.” He looked around at the Mistress, and nodded.
“You peace of fucked up dogs piss, do you know who I am, you fucking whore?”
“Yes I know who you are, and Cleo was correct, you are a skinny bitch, with too much blonde thatch on your head.”
Fiona’s hand started to shake, and she was about to explode, and seeing this, Andy took hold of her hand and squeezed. He felt her relax, and she said, “Don, you had better take her to see where all the punishment takes place. Would you please show her the benches, and show Jean the best way to rest on them.”
“It will be my pleasure Mistress.”
“One question before you go Jean, did you see the whole of the film of my punishment?”
“Yes and I nearly wet my knickers when Cleo struck your face with that cane.”
“Yes, well no doubt you will get another chance to wet them today that is if you are wearing them.” He looked at Fiona, “Sorry Mistress, I was just checking.”
He felt her squeeze his hand, “Ok Don, that’s all.”
Once she had left the room with Don, Andy said, “Now that was eye opening Mistress.”
“I think it better if I have a little session with her, before we start asking her questions. I would like to just put her in the correct frame of mind, so that she is under no illusion about her stay here.”
“I don’t get it Mistress Fiona” Brenda said, what the hell has Andy’s punishment got to do with her?”
“Don’t you worry about it; no doubt Andy will ask her the right questions today. What will you do now Brenda, go home and wait for your mother to appear?”
“No Mistress I will only be going home to get my things, I don’t want to set eyes on her again. She really has fucked up Andy’s life along with mine, what for I haven’t a clue? I’m sorry that all this has taken place, but I have got a little bit of good news for Andy. I never sent those pictures, I said that to hurt you, and again I am sorry, and I swear that it was the only lie I told you. I will remove them from the computer when I return, I will also destroy my mother’s copy of the film, and I do know where she has put it. Dave’s wife will be getting a call from me, about how he has fucked her and me about with his lies. Well that’s it Mistress, unless you have something more for me, then I would like to leave for home, so that I can get my life back together.”
“No Brenda we all wish you the best of luck, and this will remain a big lesson in your life.”
Once Brenda had walked up the stairs, Andy stood up, “Well I must go and get fit, I have a big race tomorrow, and I’m missing my egg and bacon in the mornings.” Then Andy walked out of the lounge.
“Well, I think it is time we all went and saw to Jean’s comfort. Down in the basement Jean was over the punishment bench, Mistress Fiona walked to her front and stopped. Jean was looking back at her with fear in her eyes. Well now, you are in a bit of a pickle aren’t you, trussed up like a pig with an apple in your mouth. Well a ball actually, but it will serve the same purpose; it will stop you shouting while you are getting your ass roasted. Yes, I see the look of shock, where you’re telling yourself, she has the wrong person, but you would be wrong. Did you see all that film that Cleo had of Andy’s punishment?” she watched as Jean nodded her head. “Well, in that case you must have seen how I whipped Andy when he called me a bitch, did you?” Jean had a lot more fear in her face now. “Good because you now know what to expect, but I will start you off light with a short strap, just to warm those buttocks of yours up. Now you just stay in that position and I will go and get the tool that I’m talking about.”
Mistress Fiona walked out of her sight, and without warning smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. Jean was screaming through the gag, and the tears were running from her eyes, “Are you in pain Jean.” Mistress Fiona watched, as she nodded her head up and down, “Good, I’m so pleased, when I’m told that my students are getting the full benefit of my educational therapy, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. Fiona put the strap down, and looked at the crying Jean, “Now listen in, I am not a blonde headed bitch, I am Mistress Fiona, and that will be all that you address me as; because if you don’t, you will end up with more of the same or more. Now I’m going up for coffee, and when I come back down here, we will be getting to know each other better, I also expect Andy will come down to see you also.”
The women left Jean crying, and walked up into the lounge. Fiona was sitting at the table waiting for the coffee to be served when Andy walked into the lounge. “Hello everyone, I am happy to say that the running machine works once more, and I politely told the guy that fixed it, that his face was now on the security cameras.”
“Why did you tell him that Andy?”
“Because Mistress if that machine, ever throws me into the ball box again, I will search the length of the country, and show him how much it hurts, when you mess with a person’s balls.” They all burst out laughing, and as he ate his food she told him all that had been done to Jean.
“You do know Mistress that it won’t make an impression on her mind, she is hell bent on Cleo coming to save her ass. But I think she will answer my questions, with a little bit of persuasion, if you get my meaning Mistress.”
“I know exactly what you mean Andy, and as a treat, I will let you pick the implement of persuasion. I think that now we have had our coffee, it would be the best time to go down and see to our new guest. It would not be right to let her ass get cold, as I have just spent an hour almost, just warming them up.”
As they all walked in to the basement, Jean’s eyes lit up, especially when she saw Andy. He looked down at her and smiled, then found a chair and sat in front of her. “I’ll bet my life, that you are wondering why you are in that position, but it will all come clear to you as we take this tedious walk through time. But you and I are going to have a game; I call it treats and pain. I will ask you a question, and if you answer correct, then you will get a treat, but if you fail to answer, or tell a blatant lie, you will feel pain. Now to play this game I am going to ask Mistress, and ask her very politely, if she wouldn’t mind taking your gag out of your mouth. But first there are rules to that, and they are as follows. Because this is Mistress Fiona’s Domain, and all answers will be prefixed with Mistress, do you understand what I am saying?” He watched as Jean nodded her head, “Also any insults thrown at me, will mean that you have thrown it at Mistress Fiona, now do you understand that?” Jean nodded her head once more. “Now as I said I will start off with a treat, and have your gag removed, because I like to be seen as a fair person.”
Andy watched, as Greta was taking the gag from her mouth, as soon as Jean was rid of it, she spit at Andy, saying “Fuck off you filthy queer cunt.” The spit hit Andy right on the shirt front, and he looked down to where it had stuck.
All the women opened their mouths in shock, and were waiting for the big reaction, but it never came. Andy started unbuttoning his shirt, and once it was off he looked at the label, he smiled and stood up. He then looked around the basement, he saw her pile of clothes with an overnight bag on top, and then walking over he picked it up. On opening it he pulled out her purse, and then he walked back to where he had been sitting. “Now that was a big no, no, because you have not only insulted Mistress Fiona, but you have defaced an item of clothes, that she bought. Now that deserves at least two of pain, but being a fair person I will halve your pain” they all watched as he took forty pounds out of the purse, and he handed it over to Mistress Fiona. He then smiled at Jean, “Now that’s over and done with, I think we had better move on, don’t you? Whoops, I nearly forgot your pain, now I was getting a little complacent there, how stupid of me.” Andy stood up once more, then after walking over to the wall he picked up a cane, and walked in front of her, he could see her eyes wide open now, and a powerful look of fear. He swished it in front of her, and they could all hear the cane cutting air. “Did you like the sound of that cane Jean?”
“No”
“No what, Jean?”
“No Mistress.”
“That’s better, it’s always good to be respectful, don’t forget again, and you are correct, it was not a very nice sound.” Then they all watched as he put it back down on the table, and looked at the quiver full of them. He picked another out and walked back, and once again he made it cut air, “Now that’s better, just a little higher octave” and he handed it to Mistress Fiona. “Now for your pain Jean, because you know it’s only fair.”
Thwack, Jean screamed at the top of her voice, “Now stop being silly Jean, it was never as painful as that, and Andy smiled. Now if you don’t want any more pain, I suggest that you answer all the questions. Let’s see now, where shall I start? I know, so you watched all of the film that Cleo produced, did you enjoy that experience Jean?”
Through her tears, she answered, “Yes watching you get what you deserved, for all the things you did, pleased me.”
“Oh dear, you haven’t seemed to have started very well have you, you’re forgetting the Mistress bit already. Thwack, Jean let out another great scream. “I will tell you now, just to put you in the right frame of mind, My Mistress that at this present time is also yours, has sensitive ears. Unless you wish for her to strike you randomly, then it might be better if you never shouted when being caned. I know what you’re thinking, if you shout loud enough, someone will hear you. Well I will let you into a secret, I have been running up that mountain every morning to regain my fitness, and from the top, you can see for miles about, but unless you like hills and sheep there is bugger all else to see. Now back to your enjoyment, you see, we have something in common; I’m enjoying the experience of watching you get what you deserve, or at least a little of what you deserve, and only a small amount of what you’re going to get. Who was with you when you watched it, and remember we have had Brenda here in the same position as you are now?”
“Just Cleo, Dave and me, Cleo phoned us both up as soon as Dave returned.”
“Why should you watch the film, it was made for Brenda, she told me that and so too did her mother?”
“It was because you lost me my job, but it was a good thing that you did, because the firm paid me out a lot of money in compensation. I am soon to be a very rich person; I will be even richer once you are no longer here. Cleo has every intentions of making you suffer, and you will be in agonising pain for the rest of your life, that’s if you’re still alive.”
“Now I did tell you about lying Jean, and you have closed your ears to my warning. You never received any compensation; you were sacked for gross misinterpretation of the truth. I don’t know where you got your money, but it sure as hell was not from the firm.”
He watched he screw her face up, and she shouted, “I’m telling the truth Mistress, I received sixty thousand pounds, for sexual harassment.”
“Oh dear Jean, you was doing so well, but now you will receive two strokes of the cane, and remember Mistress Fiona’s ears.” Thwack, thwack, this time there was no scream coming from her mouth, just a little grunt. “You see, that was not as painful, now that you are getting used to the feeling.”
Andy looked down at her tears, but could feel no pity, “I also think that those are tears of joy and contentment, for letting the truth come out, and mark my words, that’s what all this is about, the truth. Now let me tell you a little bit of truth, and then you will realise why you received two strokes for lies. You never received any compensation, and especially not the amount you said in your lie. There was a tribunal that was cancelled, because they found out that it was me that was sacked through sexual prejudice, there was an out of court settlement, and I received fifty thousand pounds. So I know for sure that you never received that amount, you were kicked out on your ass, and you knew this to be true. You are a compulsive liar,” and as he said that, Mistress Fiona pointed at her watch. “Well I think it is time to reflect on your miserable life, while your peers go for lunch, because at this precise moment, you are lower than dogs piss. Be assured of one thing though Jean, there will be a lot more questions this afternoon.” They all walked out of the basement together, and up into the lounge.
It was as they were all sitting drinking their tea, that the talking started. They want me dead, they want me in a great deal of pain, either that or at the very least maimed for life. Why would Jean come all this way, thinking that she could take a hand at beating me into the ground? We all heard what she said, but I just passed it off for stupid talk. Then there is the sixty thousand pounds, with more to come, what the hell is all that about?”
“We might find out a little more this afternoon Andy, I have to admit I liked the way that you played with her mind, before finding and handing me the cane.”
Andy looked at Mistress Fiona and asked, “Would it be possible Mistress, if the two of us could go to your room before we go back down in the basement? Only there is something on my mind, and I must talk to you about it.”
“Of course we can Andy, if you like we can go now” and she stood up from the table; she also could see that he was trembling a little.
Fiona followed him up the stairs and into her room, and asked, “What is it Andy?”
“I know that you will think I am being stupid, and this will probably upset you, but I must know? There is not a big plan is there, one that involves you and the others, I am up here all alone, no one knows I am here, not even my mother? I have no idea where here is, as I said to Jean, I get to the top of the hill, and I see nothing but hills and sheep. I am in fear of my well being and life, from that mad woman and her friends, I am asking Jean, Brenda and me questions, and the answers are putting fear into me.”
It was at that point, that Fiona realised that he must have been thinking this, right from the first day they had arrived. She stepped closer to him, and his reflex movement, was to shy away a little. She put her arms around him “Oh lover, I am so sorry for not telling you where you are. I told you that you would never be punished or beat ever again, I also give you my word; I understand why you are feeling this way, and I am not annoyed with you.” She walked over to her purse that was on her dressing table, took something out and spoke once more, “If your mother is on the phone and at home, phone her now, and I will go down stairs until you come down.” She then handed him a card, Lady Fiona Redford, and then the address.
As she turned to go out the door, Andy said, “Mistress.” And she turned to look at him. “I’m sorry for doubting you, and you must think that I am ungrateful?”
“No lover, and it’s me that’s sorry, and I will show you how sorry I am tonight,”
“I was right you know Mistress, I said you were a lady,” she smiled and walked out the door.
It was twenty minutes later, when Andy walked into the lounge; they all stood up, and walked to the basement once more. Once there, Andy sat down in his seat once more, “Now listen Jean, the same rules as this morning apply. Why did you tell Brenda all those lies, and what were you doing spying on me for seven months? Whose idea was it to make a fraudulent photo of me and another girl, on the green and having sex? You gave that photo to Jean, knowing full well that it was not me; it was you that planted the magazines and films at my flat. What was in it for you, because most of this happened before you were sacked?”
“That photo was of you, to do that and have your photo taken is disgusting, and it should be you here where I am receiving six of the cane.”
“Do you know Jean, I think you are correct, I’ll tell you what I will do, I will convert those six strokes to the short belt and add twelve, and I’m thinking that is fair?”
Jean laughed and said “No I think twenty four is fair.”
“Yes I think you could be right, but after I tell you what I know, you might wish you had not said that. That is a nice tat-too on your arm, and it’s the same as the girl in the photo.” Andy watched her face go red “The male person on top has a tat-too just like Dave. You see the face of that girl is the wrong one, because that would have been incest, the girl is my real sister Beth, and Mistress Fiona knows that to be true. So now you owe me twenty-four strokes of the strap, and Dave owes me the same, I’ll bet he will be pleased with you. Do you know Jean I think your idea of four strokes of the strap for every cane stroke is such a good idea, that I think as you have refused my first thee questions today, you owe me a further twelve.”
“Now what gave you the impression that you could come up here and humiliate, disfigure and almost kill me? Have you had a bolt of electricity striking your brain? What was the driving force behind your erratic behaviour, or are you a member of the Brenda and Cleo fan club? Do you owe Cleo a debt of honour? Forget my last question, all of us in this room; know only too well, that you have no honour. You think that you have won, and this is just as I said in the beginning, a game, but it is not and I tire from games to early. No, I am going to leave you to your fate, at the hands of my Mistress. You now have a further twelve for the final questions that I have asked, so that makes forty-eight in all. I told you at the beginning of the game that I was fair, so I will ask Mistress Fiona to give you a word, and then after the first twelve, you can use it. It is up to you to show her, that you are showing her respect, and are quiet, and it is then up to her, whether she gives you mercy before the end of the quota I think you should receive. There is no doubt that you and I will be playing this game once more.” He looked at Mistress Fiona, “Have I your permission to leave the basement Mistress?”
“Of course Andy, I will finish up down here.” Andy smiled at Jean once more, and walked from the basement.
“You had better go with him Greta, he is still a little unsure of things at the moment.” Once she had left for the lounge, Mistress Fiona stood in front of Jean, “Well you have really upset Andy haven’t you? It’s unlike him to walk out, halfway through questioning a person. But he is fair, and he has left me to carry out your punishment, and I like the way he converted your strokes of the cane, and all you have to remember is, don’t make a noise.” As she was talking she had walked over and picked up the short strap, and was now standing at Jeans side.
“Why are you doing this Mistress, I have done nothing wrong, it was Andy that betrayed Brenda. Cleo has told me, that she is going to punish him for fucking up Brenda’s life.”
“The trouble with that little speech is, he is no longer married to Brenda, and he lives here with me, and this is where he will remain, long after you and Cleo are out of our lives. The reason that your getting beat, is because you refuse to answer his questions, for whatever sinister reason I have no idea, but you will all talk in the end. Now remember the first twelve strokes are mine, and after those, I will ask you for the word on every six strokes; but remember this, if I think you have given me the word to early, I will add ten and give them to you after evening meal. Do you understand girl?
“Yes Mistress.”
“Then prepare yourself for you punishment,” smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, the mistress was moving the strap all over her body. Some were hard but some were as light as a tap. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, there were tears coming from Jeans eyes, but she was only giving a small grunt every now and again. Then on every six the Mistress asked her for the word stop, but she held in there, it was just after twenty four that she was beginning to faultier, and Mistress Fiona gave her another two strokes and stopped. “You have taken your punishment well girl, but you have more to come at some stage, unless you start talking about what this farce is all about. Your meal will be brought down to you later, put her in a cell Don, and you had better keep an eye on her.”
“Yes Mistress,”
When Fiona and Alice walked into the lounge, Greta and Andy were drinking tea. “That was very good Andy, converting those strokes of the cane to the short strap. She is withstanding the pain well, there must be a lot more than the thought of beating you motivating her. Don has put her in a cell for the night, you gave up on her fast this afternoon, was there a reason?”
“We were getting nowhere with her, as you say Mistress, something big is motivating her. She is giving me the creeps, all the time I was talking to her, she was looking at me as if I was a slab of meat; she was killing me with her eyes.”
“I think we had better start on Cleo tomorrow morning, she has had enough time to contemplate her fate. I would think Dave the best man will be here tomorrow, I phoned the courier this lunch time, and the photos were handed to him at eleven this morning.”
Nothing more was said on the subject, and a long time after the meal was finished, they all retired. In the bedroom Mistress Fiona told Andy to strip and lay on top of the bed. He did as she had told him, as she walked into her bathroom; he lay there wondering what was going to happen. The door opened, and the Mistress walked out, she was dressed in the finest of lingerie and stockings, her eyes were looking at him seductively, as she walked towards the bed. At the bed she picked up his arm, and moved it to the corner, and he felt the cold steel of a handcuff snap closed around his wrist. She saw the look of shock and fear move across his face; she bent down and softly kissed him on the lips, when she lifted her head slightly. Fiona spoke almost in a whisper, trust me, “You have nothing to fear, trust my word,” she then kissed his lips once more. She did the same with his other hand, and his ankles to the bottom.
Once he was secure, Fiona knelt on the bed, and started to kiss the sides of his face. And around and under his chin. Her long hair was trailing over his face, and it was giving him an erotic pain, whereby he could not brush it aside. He was pulling lightly at his restraints, and Fiona looked at what he was doing and smiled, she knew that he was frustrated at not being able to touch her. Her hand moved down to his groin, and was softly touching the naked flesh around his manhood, her mouth was clamped to her man breasts, sucking and playing with the nipples with her tongue. The sweet pain he was receiving from her hand at his groin, was making him squirm all over the place, now and again she would accidently touch his manhood, and he would feel it react and throb. He tried moving his body to push his manhood against her hand, but she would move her hand in the same direction. She heard him say “Oh god” in a resigned voice, and she smiled at his discomfort. Her mouth then moved down his body, and was now on his pubic area, and kissing all around the flagpole of flesh. Her cheeks touched his sex several times, and each time it did so, his manhood would react with a little twitch, the discomfort he was feeling, was agonizingly sweet. Fiona moved her kisses down to his thighs, and was now kissing his inner thighs, she kissed all the way to the knee, and then back to his groin. This was repeated on the other thigh, but this time at the groin she turned her head and took his sack in her mouth, just one side only, so that she could manipulate the gland inside. The sensation was driving him wild, and then he felt her cool hand on his hot throbbing shaft, but instead of rubbing like he expected, she squeezed, not hard but gently, and he felt the electricity in his loins subside. She held on to the shaft for what seemed like an age doing nothing, and Andy decided to help her out, and started to lift his body, but she released his sack and let her hand move with his body. He looked down at her looking back at him, and she had a wide grin on her face; his head fell back onto the pillow and a groan came from his lips.
Fiona let go of his shaft and now moved back up his body, and once her face was looking at his, she straddled his body with her legs. The tip of his manhood was close to her entrance, and he pushed upwards, and as he did so she laughed and rose with him, she bent down and whispered in his ear, “I am not that easy, or that kind of girl, you have to buy your sexual relief.” Then grinning at him once more, moved her body up his, and only stopping when her sex was close to his mouth, she took some of the weight off his body, as she pulled on the back headboard. Once she thought she was in position, she lowered down onto his mouth, and he knew that she had set him a task. He sucked licked and prodded with his tongue, and her face was a picture of ecstasy, as he had no choice but to give her sex his undivided attention. He was pulling at his restraints, trying to close his arms around this tormenting woman, but it was only making him more frustrated. He then felt her sexual fluid fill his mouth, and he had no choice but to drink it, not that he would have done anything different. Fiona started to slide her body down his chest, and then stopped when she was facing him. Her sex was close to his, but she just had to tease him further, by stopping just before he could enter, and she kissed him on the lips. Then she put him out of his agony by impaling herself on his manhood, and then she slowly move up and down, and getting into a steady rhythm. She could feel herself on the edge once more, and then she felt her fluids run, at the same time Andy exploded inside of her. She let her body gently relax to lay on his, then she slipped off, Fiona unshackled his wrists and ankles, and was now laying at his side.
Nothing was said, they were both just happy being close to each other. Then Fiona broke the silence by asking, “Why did you let me put you in bonds, if you were in fear of them Andy?”
“I have to trust you Mistress because I am your slave and worship you, I worship you in the way I do because I also love you, and trust you never to let me down.”
“You are more than a slave Andy, and I would never abuse your trust, now go to sleep Dave will be arriving at about breakfast time.
“Good night Mistress.”
“Goodnight Andy” and she kissed him on the lips and closed her eyes.”
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