Finish This Story: Snowed In Submissive

Postby Mr Underheel » Fri Dec 06, 2013 3:05 am

The silence of the perfect, deep winter night was broken by the roar of ten 4-stroke engines mounted on sleek snowmobiles. The sky was black and moonless but was spotted with blazing constellations and with a view of the Milky Way that took away the breath of any viewer. The riders bade farewell to one of their comrades, one who had rented a small loft cabin in the absolute middle of nowhere.and the sound of their engines faded in the dense forest

Left behind was a sleek black and red sled that the owner had parked near the front steps. The rider wore all white, including snowmobile suit, helmet and boots. She had chosen to stand outside and gaze at the sky; entranced by what she saw there. She perceived an incredible calmness in the wilderness and, though it was quiet, the sound of each little bird and ground squirrel.as making quite a racket that evening.

With her mind now at peace, she entered the cabin. First she removed her helmet. Her blonde straight hair seemed to leap out of the vessel that had captured it and she threw the protective equipment inside the cabin.

The fire in the hearth had burned well down while she was away and was merely embers at this point; The fireplace was her only source of warmth. It needed to be returned to being a giant blaze in the fireplace to take the chill out of the air in the cabin . With the blaze came a glowing warmth that prompted her to remove the heavy snowmobile suit.Her change of clothes hung by the chimney and she looked at it longingly. As she stripped herself from the heavy outdoor clothing she revealed the white Underarmor thermal underwear that had helped to keep her warm. However, soon the Underarmor was gone as well, leaving only a tiny white lace quarter cup bra and a micro-white leather thong.

By the fireplace hung a very tight fitting white PVC jumpsuit. It was long sleeved and showed plenty of cleavage. The white PVC pants showed every curve of her legs and hips.

Standing next to the fireplace was a pair of tall white leather boots. They went past her knees and sported six-inch heels along with a nearly a 2" platform. They zipped snugly along her calf and fit perfectly. Now a smile came over her face as she allowed herself to think of what was waiting for her. The sleeping loft. The king-sized bed. Warm and toasty.

"I have a scotch or two waiting for me and I will wait no longer.

She began to climb the ladder to the loft very carefully and, when she got to the top, there it was. Her glasses of scotch. And her "party table". The Chivas had been sitting there for almost three hours and not a drop was spilled. It wasn't too much of a surprise because the short-haired brunette who formed the table was a very obedient slut who was a member of Sarah's harem. Well, it really wasn't strictly a harem because there was only one more girl plus a guy. But tonight it was just Sarah and her friend Tina. And Sarah knew that Tina didn't like to ride snow machines and that she would prefer to do something else while Sarah was away.
So Sarah was well-capable of devising an alternative activity for her friend. Now, after the long sled ride, Sarah could enjoy some time with Tina.

And Tina was EXACTLY where she was expected to be when Sarah returned, primarily because she had little choice. She had been stripped to nothing but thigh-high red leather boots with six-inch heels and two-inch platforms, very similar to those that her Dominant was wearing. Otherwise, she was covered with nothing more than a tiny, flimsy piece of red cloth across her ample bosom and another across her panting pussy.

Her hands and feet were secured in a double-spread eagle position. Sarah had used three ropes at each joint. At her ankles, one rope went straight to the footboard; another went on a 90 degree angle that was secured to the side board. The third direction was to its opposite ankle. Since the same strategy was used on her hands, she was going to go nowhere anytime soon.

One quick strip of red duct tape across her mouth was sufficient in this case, and a red silk blindfold concealed her eye.

And the piece de resistance was the amount of rope that was strung through her crotch. The ropes had nearly disappeared inside of her wide-open pussy and was pulled tightly inside the girl's slit.

Sarah had left two glasses of scotch on her body and told her to hold still. Tina was ordered to not allow them to spill. One was balanced on her belly button and the other rested on her sternum. Tina was shaking like a leaf, fearful of the consequences for her if one had spilled.

Sarah crawled over her, dragging a white leather riding crop with her. Licking here and nibbling there, and sipping at the drink, she said to the helpless girl, "What should I do with you tonight. I mean, BESIDES 'anything i choose'. No, you don't have a say in this, technically, but I would be interested to hear your/"

"Do you feel lucky, cunt? Well? Do you?"

Sarah removed the tape from her mouth. Her prisoner whispered meekly, "Ice. I need ice. Please." The Domme thought, "Great idea!"

The ropes that held her feet were untied from the side and footboards. Sarah slowly pulled those ropes toward the head of the bed and the girl was gradually folded in two as her feet approached her shoulders. One set of ropes was tied at the same point on the headboard as were her wrists, and the other set of ropes were tied to the sideboards. Now her legs were pulled up and out. Her ass was open and exposed.

Sarah exclaimed, "This is lovely! Did you say you needed ice?" "Yes, please, M'Lady." "Fine."

Down the ladder and to the door she went. Hanging from the eave was an ice cycle that was about 18 inches long. She reached up and broke it off. She called up to the loft, "I have ice for you!" And she hurried back to the bed.

"This will do nicely, I think." Sarah ran the frozen shaft up and down the insides of the girl's thighs, pressed it against her nipples, drew a line down her tummy, and paused it momentarily on the little bit of the girl's pussy lips that were not covered by the crotch ropes. The submissive shivered violently. Sarah laughed. "Taste it." The ice was presented to her lips and she took it in. Having this long, hard, thick, wet pole in her mouth filled several of her needs at once.

"Hold this while I get these ropes off of you." She left the ice in her mouth and began to remove the lines that bound her sex. Tina's eyes grew large and she tried to say, "NO! NO!" She could tell what was on Sarah's mind. Sarah giggled and said, "Yes! Yes!"

In a moment, the two openings were exposed and helpless against whatever might be to come. Sarah picked up the riding crop that had been lying there on the mattress. She gave the girl's sex a little slap with the leather strap on the end and she yelped. A few more love taps caused her to ache. "I can cool that off for you, baby girl." She removed the ice cycle from her mouth and hovered it over her pulsating labia. For only a moment, flesh and ice met, then she pulled it away. Tina seemed relieved.

Sarah changed the angle of approach for the pole of frozen snow. "Yes?" Tina shook her head in a very emphatic "NO". Sarah said, "Yes." And the tip of the ice began to enter the helpless girl. Her eyes closed tightly and she panted quickly.

"I like this", said Sarah. She pushed it deeper. "This is what you wanted, right?" "No, M'Lady."

"Huh! Well, what DO you want, then?"

(What DOES Tina want? Or, more importantly, what does SARAH want?)

Re: Finish This Story: Snowed In Submissive

Postby Mr Underheel » Sun Dec 15, 2013 3:01 am

Sarah left the loft for a moment, only to return with a basket full of goodies.

"Here, hold this. In your mouth. There you go." She put the handle of a nasty-looking flogger between the bound girl's teeth, then flexed a riding crop. Without warning, the crop began to fall all over Tina's naked ass and thighs. It was a non-stop chorus of "snapsnapsnapsnapsnap" until every inch of her legs and butt had been gone over several different times. No single impact hurt much but by the end, the girl was nearly in tears.

Sarah stopped for a moment and let her catch her breath. She then carefully aimed five more blows, the first being relatively gently, at her pulsing mound. She cried out in surprise and pain as each landed. Then Sarah took out some lotion and carefully rubbed it into her skin, followed by a good treatment with a fur glove.

"I'll trade you", the Domme said, not in a way that truly offered Tina an option. It was strictly an order. She took the flogger from her mouth and replaced it with a paddle. Then she applied to the girl's nipples a pair of tweezer-style nipple clamps. They became gradually tighter and tighter until the look in Tina's eyes said, "Please! Enough!" With an evil laugh, the Blonde started to wield the flogger, once again making sure that no square inch of flesh was left untouched.

The sound of the flogger echoed through the cabin six different times as Sarah thoroughly whipped the girls ass. That last go-round caused shudders and quiet cries from Tina. "Aw, you sound like a kitty that needs its mama. Are you ok?" "Yes, Mistress. I can take more from you", the girl said haltingly. "That's good, because I didn't want to have to be finished so soon." "Thank You, Mistress."

Again, Sarah took time to apply aloe to her reddened skin, rubbing it in gently and lovingly. Tina sighed when she felt the fur glove again, which this time spent a good deal of time massaging her sex, though not as much time as she would have liked. She desperately wanted to cum but her Mistress had made no mention of it and she was not about to ask just yet.

A loud SMACK from Sarah's bare hand signaled that it was time to move on. "Relax and breathe, my pet. I'm sure this will fit easily." The K-Y jelly that the Domme had applied to the tapered butt plug did help, but the insertion was no picnic for Tina. She closed her eyes and tried to relax all of her aching muscles. She wasn't sure how much more she could stand this bondage position as it was, but now with her ass filled and her nipples bound, it was becoming almost too much. She closed her eyes and let herself slip away for a while.

She relaxed her jaw unconsciously when a tug came to the paddle. It was replaced by another handle, a Wartenberg Wheel. Tina didn't look at it and didn't much care at the moment what it was. When the paddle smacked her for the first time, she let out a loud moan, then a groan, but her Mistress didn't pay attention. Her flesh was so tender now that each time the Domme's hand fell, she winced. At the point that the second application of this device started, Tina could no longer take it. "Yellow", she whispered. "Yellow!" she said a little louder. "YELLOW!"

"What? Darling! It is not my intention to push you to "Red" because I know how much you will try to endure for me. This is finished now. Here, let's see how this looks." She regarded the girl's skin and saw that it was glowing a consistent crimson. "I am very pleased with you, my pet." After more lotion and more of the fur glove, Sarah began to release her bonds.

Untying her sub is not something that Sarah does in a rush. She does it as carefully and deliberately as she applies the ropes. The ropes always drag across her subs' bodies, usually through some area that will stimulate the sub sexually. The lingering aspect of the unroping does just as effective of a job of letting the sub know that it is Sarah who is in control as does the process of bondage in the first place. "I put you in this position, girl. I am the only one who can let you out. Remember that. You are a good, obedient little girl. Keep it that way", she advised.

"Yes, M'Lady. I WILL remember."

Finally, Tina was no longer connected to the bed but the ropes remained tied around her wrists and ankles. They just look gorgeous that way to the minds of both women. And they were so handy if they were needed again.

"My turn now", said Sarah. She removed all of her clothes and lay back on the bed. "Make love to me, little girl." She closed her eyes, spread her arms and legs.

Tina immediately kissed her passionately. Sarah put her hand around the girl's throat and squeezed--just a little bit--as a reminder of just who the boss is--and then allowed her submissive to pleasure her for the rest of the night.