SafeWords Part 2

To my Mistress Justine

With love from meow`

Two weeks later, Selena waited for over an hour.

A telephone message had been left on her machine three days earlier, providing the exact date and time and instructions. Selena had nervously let herself in through the side door of Ms. E's home, using the key that her new Mistress had given her, and she quickly undressed. She didn't know if Ms. E was home but she wasn't going to take the chance of even looking slightly unprepared.

The wide leather collar and cuffs were on the wooden bench in the side hallway, just where she had been told they would be. And the black cane, resting against the wall in the corner, looking very menacing and probably every inch the warning that it was intended to be.

Selena quickly put the ankle cuffs on and linked them together with the small padlock laying open beside the cuffs. There was no key anywhere in view but she followed the instructions, not knowing when the locks would be undone. She then put the collar around her neck, again using a small padlock. She felt a slight chill down her spine as she heard the click. She then put the wrist cuffs on and rolled onto her stomach, feeling very vulnerable, her naked skin cold against the tiled floor. She looked around one more time, wondering if she should get out of this, feeling that it was already a bit too late, with cuffs already locked around her feet and neck. She put her hands behind her back, still following the instructions, hoping she hadn't forgotten anything, and then fumbled with the padlock.

That final click of the lock rang in her ears for several minutes as she laid her head down on the floor and closed her eyes. She could hear the seconds ticking from a clock in another room out of her sight and so she had no concept of how much time was passing by. Her arms began to ache and she couldn't roll over easily because of her wrists so effectively locked together. Not that it mattered much, because Ms. E's instructions were very explicit. She began to question her sanity, why had she so easily agreed to this meeting and why had she prepared herself in this way to wait for her new mistress. What if she didn't show up, here she was, laying naked and now cuffed on a back hall floor.

She awoke to the touch of the crop slowly stroking her backside. She moaned almost instantly in fear of being punished for falling asleep naked on the floor when she was supposed to be waiting for her Mistress. She felt the crop circle around her back and shoulderblades and down to the backs of her legs. Then she felt something dig into her backside, gently at first and then pressing harder. She turned her head to watch Ms. E's shoe heel crossing her skin as her mistress stepped over her as she lay on the floor.

She could hear the footsteps retreating in the distance, guessing that Ms. E had walked through the hall into the kitchen and a few minutes later down the hall again to the bedroom. Later, she could hear the shower in the distant bathroom, something that sounded like humming and then closet doors opening. Selena laid there, immobilized, unable to move, afraid of dozing off again --- but also growing concerned about just laying there waiting for someone to finally attend to her submissive laying naked on the floor.

Finally she heard footsteps approaching again and she turned her head towards the source. Her eyes opened widely as she saw long legs in a black leather suit, spiked high heels. Selena raised her head more and saw Ms. E dressed in a short black skirt, shirt and jacket. The tall woman reached over and picked up the crop which was resting against the wall and then she motioned to the naked girl on the floor to roll over. Selena rolled over on to her back and Ms. E pulled a key out of a small pocket, leaned down and gently unlocked the cuffs around Selena's feet.

She motioned for Selena to follow her and Selena struggled awkwardly to her feet, her hands still cuffed behind her back. She followed Ms. E. down the hall, not saying a word, as she was led into the main bedroom. She looked around, appreciating the beautiful colours and textures that decorated this lovely room in which her mistress slept. She was led to the side of the bed and the handcuffs were unlocked and then fastened to a spreader bar. Another spreader bar was stretched between her ankles and then Selena was gently led to lie down on the bed. The two spreader bars were quickly attached to the top and bottom of the bed and Selena pulled on them gently, realizing quickly that the restraints were solid. A blindfold was placed across her face and her head sunk down into soft and sweet smelling pillows.

She nervously jumped at the soft cool touch of fingers on her legs that caressed her skin, tracing patterns tingling up between her legs, across her pelvis and circling around her breasts. She gasped softly under the gag as her tits were squeezed and pinched and then she felt something very cold lightly pressing against her stomach.

"Now, don't move, sweet."

Selena tried to remain very still, as she felt other cold objects touching her skin. Something was balanced in her belly button, other objects were set gently across her legs and then finally she felt soft fingers probing gently inside her and leaving wet cold traces behind.

"If you knock something off, we will keep track of that and you will be flogged for each item."

Selena shivered slightly, perhaps at the cold wetness spreading across her skin, or perhaps at the warning from her mistress.

The gag was then removed and she felt something cold at her lips and automatically opened her mouth.

"What is that, darling girl?"

Selena tasted the wet piece in her mouth. "A strawberry?"

"Wrong. Oh my, hmmmmmm, perhaps we should keep track of your answers too."

Selena enjoyed what tasted like fruit and quickly swallowed the tasty morsel. She turned her head as she felt something soft caressing her leg and hip. Fingers began to caress her stomach and she tensed up slightly and then felt the first object roll from her leg. Selena groaned softly.

"Oh my, one wrong answer and one fallen item. That's two so far, girl," the Domme chuckled.

Selena felt something soft touch her face and neck and she tried to remain still. Fingers caressed the bottom of her feet and she moved again, and two more objects rolled down. The Domme chuckled again. Selena felt another cold wet object at her mouth and she opened her lips.

"What does that taste like, sweet?"

"Olives?"

Selena knew she was wrong when she heard the Domme chuckling again. She guessed the next morsel correctly as bread but when she giggled, three more objects rolled off her body.

The game continued and Selena guessed some of the food being fed to her but objects continued to roll. Cheese, blueberries, melon. And so on. Finally the count was 23 and the Domme stopped the game and the blindfold was taken off Selena's eyes.

Ms. E. untied the spreader bars from the bed and pulled Selena quickly off the bed, still attached to the bars. With a slow pull of two ropes attached now to the ends, the spreader bar was raised above Selena's head. Quickly Selena realized she was vulnerable and hanging precariously from the ceiling, trying to balance herself on her feet spread apart.

She didn't even hear the first swoosh through the air but moaned loudly in shock when the crop impacted on her backside.

"I want you to count please, Selena."

Selena nodded and spoke "one" aloud.

The second hit just below the first impacted site and the third increased the severity. The crop then lightly danced up and down Selena's back and settled several blows below the shoulders. Selena dutifully counted each blow aloud. The Domme then slowly and methodically traced a pattern down Selena's back, buttocks and legs with the crop, not striking the girl but caressing her with the crop at a steady tempo. Selena opened her eyes when she realized that the crop had suddenly been switched for something with more of a bite and she tried to turn her head to look. She saw the frown on Ms. E's face and turned away dutifully. She tried to muffle her cries by biting her lower lip, her arms began to tire and she started to sink at her knees slightly, hanging onto the spreader bar with her fingers. She started to gasp and bite the gag as the quirt dug into her backside and then suddenly she felt the cold soft hand of her mistress stroking and caressing her back. She wiggled her bottom enjoying the caress, her whole body exploding in sensations from the harsher quirt to the soft touch of fingers.

"What number are we up to, sweetie?"

"Nineteen, Ma'am," Selena replied.

Ms. E lowered the spreader bar from the ceiling and guided Selena to bend over with her legs spread. The Domme then made four steady severe hits between the girl's legs as she gasped and cried out from the pain. Selena continued to whimper as she was lowered completely to the floor and then she felt fingers caressing her back and between her legs, hearing the soothing and seductive voice of her mistress. Ms. E rolled Selena over onto her backside and then began to finger the girl, slowly at first as she pushed her fingers inside.

"Oh, please, Ma'am" Selena whispered, her voice filled with agony from the repeated and severe lashings and now the probing fingers inside her.

"You are not to come yet, pet."

Selena nodded and closed her eyes, trying to gulp back the strong wave of emotions and affection she had for this new woman in her life, this woman who was both sadistic and gentle at the same time. She whimpered again as she felt several fingers deep inside her now and she began to thrash her arms, although her wrists and ankles were still fastened to the spreader bars. She felt herself nearing the edge and almost ready to explode, gasping to hold on to her emotions. Then out of the lust-filled haze, one word came into her mind and she took another deep breath.

"White, Mistress." Her voice faint with turmoil.

"No, not yet, girl."

Selena gasped one more time, tears at the edges of her eyes. She struggled against the restraints for a few more seconds. Then, she heard the sweet vocal seduction waffering through her head.

"You may come now, pet."

Selena exploded into her mistress's fingers at her command, everything rushing to the forefront, as she fell over the emotional and physical edge, sobbing from the rush, and satisfaction of pleasing her mistress. Ms. E leaned over and kissed the girl, her mouth covering her lips, breathing in her gasps as the girl's body shakes and throbs beneath her.

"Oh, thank you, Mistress," Selena whispered.

"You are very welcome, pet but we are not finished ... yet."

... to be continued