arianna Submits
by anon

Dear arianna

I will arrive at your place between 8 and 8:30 tonight. Leave the door unlocked, please. Upon my arrival, I expect you to be dressed in only a men's dress shirt, and kneeling on the floor in your living room, back straight, head bowed, hands folded behind your back. Please have on the blindfold that I sent you earlier in the week, and the ringer on the phone shut off.

As we discussed on the telephone, you are to follow my orders explicitly.

In fondest anticipation,

John

arianna read the email and immediately felt tinglies in her stomach. Checking the clock, she noted that she had about a half an hour before the arrival of her Master. All sorts of thoughts ran through her head....she didn't know this man that she thought of as her Master except through email, online chats and several telephone conversations. What if he turned out to be a crazed lunatic?

Brushing the unpleasant thoughts from her mind, she hurried into the bathroom, turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature. Stepping under the spray, she tried to relax as the hot water flowed over her body. As she soaped up her breasts, she imagined what it would be like to finally feel her Masters hands on them. Lathering her long hair with marigold shampoo, she thought about how much she was looking forward to 8 o'clock and how often she had anticipated what was to come.

As he drove down the unfamiliar road to arianna's house, John contemplated the evening before him. He could hardly believe that he was about to meet the woman who had responded to his first on-line chat with such enthusiasm, and who after many nights of chat , had agreed to be his online sub. Every order that he had given her he knew that she had carried out, and that excited him so much that he spent a good portion of most days daydreaming new assignments for her. Now he was finally going to see her and touch her in the flesh!

The grandfather clock clanged 8 times, just as arianna knelt on the carpet in the middle of the living room floor. She put the blindfold on and was surprised at how silly she felt, kneeling there. After what seemed an eternity, the clock chimed out its familiar quarter past the hour announcement, and she wondered if her Master was actually going to show up at all.

Five minutes later, she heard the front door slowly open. Instantly, her nipples became erect against the stiff cloth of the over-sized men's shirt that she wore. Any silliness she felt previously was immediately replaced at that moment by an intense amount of arousal as finally footsteps could be heard coming down the hall.

John stepped into the room and looked at the woman kneeling before him, exactly as he had instructed. As he took in her lovely features, he placed a large bag next to the couch. "Hello, *MY* arianna, " said a familiar voice. "I see that you have followed my instructions. My, you are a pretty thing." John was standing directly before her now, and arianna couldn't help but to look up to where the voice was coming from.

"Put your head down now. Did I tell you that you may move yet?" John stated, although not harshly. Actually, he had enjoyed the view that her upward glance had afforded him. "Please understand that you are not to say anything, do anything, unless I tell you that you can. Do you understand me, arianna?" She replied, "Yes, Master, I will do whatever you wish."

John smiled to himself at how easy this was and how naturally those words had come out of his mouth. He'd had subs in real life, and had fantasized about this evening enough so that he knew exactly what he planned to do. He couldn't wait to see her body, smell her hair, feel her tremble at his touch, make her beg him to let her come.

"Very good. Now, I want you to unbutton the shirt." Fumbling slightly, arianna found the top button of the shirt and, slowly one by one, undid each button. She could feel the cool air against her already erect nipples and she wondered what her Master thought of her breasts. "Don't slouch. I want to see your breasts pressing out against the shirt." arianna straightened her back again, which was starting to ache from the position she was in.

"Now move the shirt aside, " John ordered. arianna did as she was told and waited expectantly for further instructions. "Please cup a breast in each of your hands and show me how hard your nipples are." arianna knew that her nipples had probably never been stiffer than they were at that moment and she longed to be able to touch them, although she knew that she'd have to wait.

With arianna still cupping her breasts, John left the room. She heard the freezer door open in the kitchen, and some ice cubes being cracked from their tray.

When her Master returned, he told her to put one hand out. In it he placed an ice cube. He told her then to trace the ice cube around her nipple and tell him how it felt. "It feels cold. The sensation of it is sending little shivers down my spine." She hoped that her answer was sufficient. She desperately wanted to feel his warm tongue on this nipple, but she knew that if she told him that it would probably not happen.

"Do the same to the other one, arianna." She heard him rummaging around, and a moment later, she felt her left nipple being pinched as he placed a clip on it. "Ask me to put one on the other side," he said. "Please, put the other clip on this one," arianna implored. She winced only slightly as John placed the other clip carefully on her swollen right nipple.

arianna wondered how much her Master was enjoying this show. She couldn't believe how excited she was. The pain in her nipples was sending tiny shock waves directly to her cunt, which was becom ing quite damp . She longed to touch her clit, to rub her legs together, but she knew that her Master would notice what she was doing and make her wait even longer.

John grabbed a pillow off the couch and held it out to her. "Now that I have seen your breasts, I want you to show me *MY* pussy, arianna. Lay down on your back on the floor and put that pillow under your ass. Spread your legs good and wide for your Master." Let me see that big "K" that shows who that pussy belongs too. Laying with her legs open, his "K" visible she felt her Masters hands for the first time on her thighs. "Spread your pussy lips. Show me how wet you are. Whatever you do, don't touch your clit, arianna."

John looked at ariannas pussy which she had spread out before him. He could see how slippery she was. He wanted nothing more at that moment than to lower his tongue to her, to taste her juices. Every minute that he held her thighs apart, and breathed warm air onto her, he could see her getting wetter. For him, he thought.

arianna lay there wide open and exposed for what seemed like five minutes before she spoke up. All she wanted to do was arch her back, and bring her cunt up to his lips. She had never in her life been this excited without having been touched directly. "Can I touch myself Master, please, may I?"

"Did I ask you to say anything arianna? I don't believe I did. Now---get on your hands and knees and put your ass in the air." arianna did as she was told, and received a hard slap on her bottom. "Ow!" she exclaimed. "There you go again, talking out of turn..." Another whack to her tender ass. This time she made no sound. Two red hand prints burned on her cheeks, and John noticed how pretty the contrast was between the hand prints and her fair skin.

Kenin's cock was straining at the front of his pants, and he couldn't wait to have her pretty lips around it. "Place your face in the pillow and put both of your hands behind your back. Now!" Again John fished through his bag, and arianna felt handcuffs being applied to her wrists. She fought the urge to lower her ass. "Please resume the position that you were in when I arrived. Do it quickly."

arianna did as she was told, and meanwhile heard her Master unzipping his pants. "Do you like to suck cock?" "Yes Master, I do." She felt the smooth head of John's cock as he traced her lips with it. She held still, however, knowing that if she was to move, she'd be punished again. "Open your mouth arianna." She did as she was told and her Master put just the tip in her mouth. He couldn't believe how fantastic her mouth felt there. Placing one hand on her head, slowly John slid his cock in and out of her warm wet mouth, being careful not to gag her. "Suck my cock, lover. Show me how much you like to!" At that, arianna hungrily licked and sucked his stiff prick as he held the base of it. She did her best to accommodate as much of it as she could into her mouth, and he thought she looked wonderful as he watched his harder than ever cock slide back and forth between her lips.

The sight of beautiful, blindfolded arianna with her hands cuffed behind her back was practically enough to make John come, not to mention the spectacular job she was doing on his cock, so he realized that he'd have to stop soon or he'd explode in her mouth. And it wasn't time for that yet!

After he removed his dick from her mouth, John reached down and tightened the clips on her nipples. The pain was stronger now and arianna fought a small moan that tried to escape from between her lips. "I want you to stand up now arianna." John watched as she unsteadily got to her feet. She looked so lovely with her nipples bright red and her face flushed. He went behind her and unlocked the cuffs. arianna felt relieved, the tension in her shoulders from having her hands behind her back was starting to get rather uncomfortable.

"Slip the shirt off and let it fall to the floor, lover." arianna did as she was told, and John admired her completely naked form for the first time. As he stepped behind her, he took her arms again, and put the cuffs back on her. Gently he guided her towards the overstuffed brown chair in the center of the room. "Spread your legs about two feet apart and lean over the arm of the chair."

With her bare bottom exposed to him John leaned over her and whispered into her ear, "Do you know what comes next, arianna?" She could feel his hot breath on her neck as he waited eagerly for her reply. "No, I do not," she said softly. "But I think you, do arianna. We've discussed this many times." Deciding not to punish his slave again for pretending not to know what was about to happen, John straightened up and reached into his bag of tricks. He opened the tiny bottle of oil and put a liberal amount on his fingertip.

With his dry hand, John slowly ran a fingertip from the nape of her neck and down her spine, while arianna lifted her cuffed hands away from her body. His fingertip stopped right above the crack of her bottom, lingering there for a moment. A shudder visibly coursed through her body, as she contemplated what she knew was next.

"Now spread your feet farther apart." As she did this, John applied the oil to her anus. arianna felt a pleasant warmth there, and the odor of peppermint filled the air. Soon after, she jumped as her Master slid his index finger into her tight hole all the way up to the knuckle. She barely suppressed a whimper as he readied her by sliding his finger slowly in and out, twisting it around as he did so. "Would you like another finger, lover?" The words were again whispered into her ear, and although the pain had spread through her loins like fire, she responded, "Yes, Sir."

The addition of his middle finger did not hurt nearly as much as she expected, and she was surprised to find that she was starting to derive intense pleasure from her Master's hand.

John watched as he slid his fingers in and out of her tight little ass. He could see that arianna was pressing her cunt against the arm of the chair, and he smiled as soft moans escaped from her parted lips. Not stopping for a moment, John said, "I want you to tell me what you want. Quickly, lover." "I want you now, Master, " arianna moaned. She had never wanted anything at all as much in her life. "Be more specific, or I may have to spank you again." "I want your cock in my ass, please. Please?"

Slowly removing his fingers from her, John cupped a firm cheek in each of his hands and spread her bottom apart. With a muffled groan, he leaned into her and shoved his throbbing shaft deep into her ready asshole. arianna cried out as waves of pleasure rolled through her entire body. With each thrust arianna's sopping pussy ground into the cushioned arm of the chair.

John couldn't believe how completely erotic this was. He'd imagined more times than he could count doing this to her, but his imagination paled in comparison to the real thing. Holding her cuffed wrists in his hands, pounding into her as she gasped and moaned beneath him, he continued to thrust deeper and deeper and watched as a thin sheen of sweat covered arianna's back.

Unable to control it any longer, John came with an earthshattering growl. arianna felt the warm rush trickle down her thighs as he pulled his spent cock out of her. She couldn't stop herself from grinding her pussy into the chair, and thought that perhaps she'd die if he didn't pay attention to it soon. The need to come was so overwhelming, that arianna forgot her orders not to speak unless she was spoken to first.

Still slumped over the chair she begged, "Please let me come! I'll do anything you want. I need to. I MUST!" Although still recovering from coming, John remembered who was the Master and who was the slave. "Don't be silly, lover. You'll do whatever I want anyway, whether or not I let you come. The only thing that you MUST do is what I tell you to do." With that he removed the handcuffs from her wrists and turned her around to face him.

John gently removed the clips from her nipples and took the left one into his mouth and gently bit it. arianna shuddered, and her hands flew up to her blindfold. She desperately wanted to take it off to see the man she knew was her Master. Before she could untie it, John caught her hands in his and put them back down at her sides. Gently slapping her on the cheek, he tongued her other swollen nipple. "Not today, miss," he said, barely suppressing a grin.

John told arianna to stand with her arms at her sides until he returned. He knew that she would comply, as she had always done. He quickly walked to the bathroom, where he grabbed a thick towel from the linen closet, and then made his way back to the freezer for more ice cubes, which he put in a ceramic bowl he found in the dish drainer.

Walking back into the living room, he found arianna standing just as he had instructed. He folded the towel over once and led her over to where he had placed it on the carpet and told her to lie down. After he had carefully arranged the towel under her bottom, and spread her thighs apart as far as they would go, he knelt in front of her and selected an ice cube from the bowl. "Hold completely still, arianna," John said as he grazed the tender bottom of her left foot with the ice cube. arianna fought to remain still while he dragged the melting cube up her calf, held it briefly against the back of her knee, and continued up her inner thigh. She couldn't help but flinch slightly when he pushed the ice cube deep into her pussy.

"Well, lover, since you obviously didn't listen the first time, I suppose you need another," John said as he slid another cube into her. The sensation was like nothing she had felt before. It was cold, but at the same time very hot. The water dripping out of her and down the crack of her bottom tickled, and she tried her best not to squirm. She felt her clit throb in anticipation.

arianna's cunt was now so wet that when he reached down and spread her lips with his fingers, it resembled a glistening flower, and her scent permeated the air around them. When he took the tip of his tongue and snaked it into her hole she thought that she was going to come right then and there. "I want you to tell me when you are about to come, arianna. If you don't tell me, and you come anyway, I promise you that you will forever be sorry." At that, he applied his tongue lightly to her clit and flicked back and forth for a few seconds. After all the teasing, it was very difficult for her not to grab the back of her Master's head and push it into her.

John continued the light flicking motions with his tongue and slid his index finger deep into her. His licking became more fervent and intense as he finger-fucked her pussy. arianna moaned and begged him not to stop. When she could feel that familiar warm sensation starting in her toes she cried, "Oh God...oh! Oh I think I am gonna come...oh yes! I am going to..." Suddenly John stopped. arianna let out a huge sigh as he moved away from her and sat down on the couch.

"Stand up." arianna wondered if her trembling legs would hold her as she turned towards her Master's voice. "Come over here." John took her hand when she was next to him and helped her to lie across his lap. arianna wondered why she was going to get another spanking, for she felt as though she had obeyed his every command perfectly. She was quite surprised when her Master informed her that she was to play with her clit and make herself come. The catch was that she was not allowed to use her hands at all.

arianna wasted absolutely no time and feverishly began grinding her sopping pussy into John's lap. She could feel his rock-hard cock against her and she although she wanted to feel it inside her, she knew that begging him would be of no use. Slowly John inserted one finger into her cunt and another into her ass as she bucked against his lap. She was so close! Biting her lip and moaning like a woman possessed, she came in a shuddering rush that left her trembling and exhausted, lying across her Master's lap.

"You may sit up now if you like, lover." arianna sat up and leaned her head against John's chest. She was drained, but very much pleased with herself and her Master. "May I speak?" she asked. She wanted to tell him how much she had enjoyed herself, how much she had enjoyed being his slave. "No, I think that you need to rest," was John's reply. Before he stood, he kissed her tenderly on the mouth and told her to lie down on the couch. He picked up the light blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over her.

John grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom to wash up. This experience had surpassed his wildest fantasies in its intensity, he thought as he washed his hands and face. After getting dressed, he went back into the living room to collect his things. He found arianna curled up on the couch, still in her blindfold. He smiled at the blissful content look she had, even in her sleep, and as he closed the door behind him, his only regret was that he didn't get to see her eyes.

Copyright 1998 anon